Fu Chenxue nodded, although he could deal with the wounds on his body, he didn't want to disobey Dharma's kindness, this girl was stubborn, it was really in line with her identity as a "god warrior". Dama put his finger to his mouth and let out a sharp whistle, and in a short time, several fierce figures appeared in the distance, flying like fierce horses. Seeing the corpse of the "Lion King", these well-known "warriors" of the Maasai tribe cast respectful glances at Fu Chenxue one after another. The admiration for the strong knows no borders and races, and they know the horror of the "Lion King", even if they are super hunters who have won the title of "Warrior", they do not dare to challenge the "Lion King". And Fu Chenxue was able to kill the "Lion King" with his bare hands, this ability was by no means something they could imagine, so in addition to their heartfelt respect, they also had a fear that surged from the bottom of their hearts - being able to kill the "Lion King" with bare hands may only be done by the legendary gods.

Several Maasai warriors carried the corpse of the "lion king" and happily followed Fu Chenxue and Dama back to the clan. Dama helped Fu Chenxue wrap up his wounds, and then took a bull with his own hands and stabbed it into the neck with a short knife. Fu Chenxue inserted the reed pipe into the knife, leaned over and sucked, and the hot ox blood rushed down the reed pipe into his throat. He gulped and gulped, and the lost strength seemed to return to his limbs - the Maasai did not drink water or vegetables, and drinking raw cow blood was a habit they had passed down from generation to generation.

After Dama went out, Fu Chenxue changed her clothes and lay down to rest. The Maasai people never take a bath, which is by no means a good habit for Fu Chenxue. Fortunately, he has no cleanliness habits, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to survive these months.

After waking up, Fu Chenxue went to visit Elder Luo Jibu, who was the father of Dama and was highly respected in the clan, and this venerable old man was missing an arm, which was the glorious mark left by the battle with the lion.

Luo Jibu looked at Fu Chenxue for a long time, his eyes flashing with wisdom: "Decide when to leave?" ”

Fu Chenxue said: "Just these two days - Dama's herbs are amazing, and those wounds are estimated to scar in two days!" ”

Elder Rojib let out an "um", looked at the grass waves and clouds in the distance, and said, "This is a land blessed by the gods, where our ancestors have lived for generations, countless ancestors have turned to dust, and their heroic spirits are with us. Here, all the cattle and sheep, all the wild beasts, including every breath of air we breathe and every wisp of wind that blows around us, are free and sacred...... No matter where we are, regardless of race or creed, as long as we have it in our hearts, God will always be with us—"

Fu Chenxue didn't speak, looking at the distant sky, her eyes were boundless blue.

Elder Rojib turned around and asked, "In a few days, it will be the day when the Maasai will select the 'Divine Warriors', are you interested in staying and seeing?" ”

Fu Chenxue retracted her gaze and said, "'Divine Warrior' is the highest honor for Masai warriors, and it is my honor to have the opportunity to witness this kind of grand occasion - Dharma is also a 'Divine Warrior', it should be difficult to obtain this kind of title, right?" ”

Elder Rojib had a proud smile on his face, "On the African continent, the Maasai 'divine warriors' are almost invincible, as brave as lions and elephants. This kind of honor will only belong to those who are the bravest, and without a brave heart, they will never become a 'divine warrior' blessed by the gods. Because of this, the status of the 'Divine Warrior' in the clan is very revered, so Dharma can grow long hair like a man......"