Fu Yang patrols the African battlefield, hoping to find the descendants of the Advent hidden within.

It's a pity that he has always been disappointed, and he has seen some native cultivators in Africa.

Still maintaining the ancient customs and having an ancient cultivation system, when Fu Yang stood in the sky, the sacrifices in this tribe looked up as if they were aware of it.

"Dear visitors from afar, please show your true identity."

The priest didn't move his mouth, but a voice sounded in Fu Yang's head.

"It's kind of interesting, telepathy." Fu Yang muttered to himself.

He is not hiding, removing stealth and landing in the air.

The tribesmen who had been performing the ritual all stopped, and looked at the stranger with wary eyes.

A strong man, armed with a spear, stepped forward to stop drinking, speaking in an incomprehensible language.

He was covered in paint and painted in patterns, with slender feathers on his head, presumably the leader of the tribe.

At this moment, an old man came out of the animal skin tent, carrying a cane, and the dark green pictures on his face seemed to be very status, and the people around him covered their chests with one hand and saluted.

"Dank, don't be rude to your honored guests." Sacrifice to the old man to the strong man.

"Please come and meet in the tent." Sacrificial Soul Transmission.

The people in the tribe exited a passage, and Fu Yang walked very calmly, looking at the people on both sides from time to time.

In the light of the fire, their pretense is very refreshing, with a bib around the waist of the man and a wrap and bib for the woman, and the skin is not very dark, slightly brownish-red, a bit like a chocolate complexion.

Such a pretense is already conservative among the primitive tribes of Africa. If in the equatorial countries of Africa, the skin is as black as a layer of shoe polish, basically covering the genitals, and the more uninhibited you are, how uninhibited you are.

The roof of the tent has been removed to keep it ventilated and cool. After all, Africa is very hot, and being stuffy in a thick tent is probably like a sauna.

Sitting inside, Fu Yang didn't say a word, he didn't understand the language at all, and he didn't know where to start.

"You just have to think in your head, don't resist my mind probing." The priest poured a cup of animal milk and handed it over.

"What do you want to ask?" Fu Yang went straight to the topic.

"I want to make a deal with you." The priest asked.

"Please?" Fu Yang responded.

The priest was silent and took out a wooden box. When I opened it, it contained a sparkling gem.

It was clearly a masonry, and the top one had an adult fist, and it was a pink diamond, probably worth more than the largest diamond in the world.

It's a pity that in Fu Yang's eyes, the masonry is a mortal thing in his eyes, and he can't be interested at all.

"I don't need money." Fu Yang refused.

The priest took out another bundle of things wrapped in animal skins. Inside is dried blood ginseng, and. It's a bundle of things, like worthless things.

Fu Yang still shook his head, if it was a cultivator, blood ginseng was naturally a blood-strengthening medicine that could not be found, but he was already a foundation building cultivator, and he took it all in one bundle. It doesn't help much.

"You talk about things first, and we'll talk about the rewards later." Fu Yang said.

There are very few mortal things that can enter Fu Yang's eyes, and he doesn't plan to ask for compensation.

"Do you know the Troublemakers?" The priest asked.

Fu Yang's spirit was shocked and said, "I know." ”

"Some time ago. There is a group of troubled people sneaking in, our holy land, according to rumors, there is a demon suppressed in the holy land, if it is released, it will cause trouble in the world, our Tagu tribe, a group of ancestors ordered, for generations to guard here, I think the troubled people are fighting the idea of demons. The priest preached.

"If this is the case, I will definitely help you, and the troubled people will be eliminated quickly." Fu Yang showed anger.

"Thank you for your help, distinguished guest." The priest bowed slightly.

"When will you go?" Fu Yang asked.

"The holy land is a bit far away, you need to pass through a primeval forest, it is not suitable to rush at night, and you will leave early tomorrow morning." The priest replied.

The discussion was finalized, and Fu Yang temporarily lived in the Tagu tribe for one night.

After cleaning out the clean tent, Fu Yang lay inside, looking at the stars in the night sky, and gradually squinted his eyes.

Late at night.

Fu Yang slept in a daze, and always felt that there were hands on his face, which was very delicate and smooth.

Therefore, he couldn't help but open his eyes.

"Ahh

A scream directly woke up the sleeping Tagu tribesmen.

The prime-aged warrior immediately rushed to Fu Yang's tent with a spear.

However, when they saw Fu Yang huddled in the corner, directly opposite a black girl, the Tagu warriors suddenly felt inexplicable, looked at each other, and then withdrew, and continued to sleep.

"Who are you? What do you want to do? Fu Yang asked.

"Hello, honored guest, I am the granddaughter of the sacrifice, Rita." The black girl actually spoke in Mandarin, and she added in a low voice: "I am the reward." ”

The black girl is almost twenty years old, her skin is white in this tribe, to be exact, it should be dark red, and her face is not as protruding as that of African women, and she looks very upright with facial features, not to mention her figure, which is comparable to the world's top models.

Among the three major races, black women have the best proportions of body shape, especially their legs are not like words.

"No, please get out." Fu Yang pointed to the doorway.

Kerita fell asleep directly, closed her eyes, and said, "Anyway, I'm yours, whatever you want." ”

"You're ruthless."

Fu Yang slept on the other end, keeping the two at arm's length.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Rita took the initiative to accost, "Are you asleep?" ”

"Asleep." Fu Yang replied.

"Do you have a woman you like?" Rita asked.

"Why do you ask this?" Fu Yang turned to look at her.

"I don't mind if you have more than one woman." Rita said firmly.

Fu Yang paused for a few seconds and said. "I don't mind."

"Are you discriminating against me just because I'm black?" Rita looked angry in her words.

"I'm not discriminating against blacks, and I'm not discriminating against you." Fu Yang explained.

"That's fine, I've been to study in China, and I know the conservative concept of the Chinese people, and our Tagu tribe tradition is also conservative, so it's still there for the first time, and there is no hereditary AIDS." Rita said to herself.

Fu Yang turned his head away and stopped paying attention to her.

Rita asked continuously, and when she saw that this guy didn't pay attention, she was so angry that she kicked Fu Yang's buttocks, and also turned to sleep.

Until early in the morning, the sacrifice came to urge the departure.

I saw that Rita had one foot on Fu Yang's face, sleeping on her back to the sky, and holding a long leg in her arms, the saliva that fell from the corners of her mouth soaked the feet on her face.

"Distinguished guests, it's time to get up."

The priest woke up Fu Yang with a spiritual transmission, found the long legs in his arms, and directly threw them away, rubbed his face, and relieved himself. (To be continued......)