Let the three of Ruhua eat at the end, which was specially arranged by Han Cheng.

Although no one in the tribe objected to the rescue of these three people, Han Cheng knew that there were still many people who felt uncomfortable about it, so in order not to affect the unity within the tribe and take care of the emotions of everyone in the tribe, he deliberately distinguished from the subtle aspects of eating.

Improve the original people of the Blue Bird Tribe, and lower their status, so that the hearts of the Green Bird Tribe will feel balanced in their hearts.

In addition to eating, the rest of the aspects, such as sleeping the farthest from the fire and the closest to the hole, are these.

The heavy snowfall that began in the morning stopped in the evening, and by this time the sky had cleared, and a bright moon hung over the clean night sky, making it look exceptionally bright and quiet.

Han Cheng wore a hat and gloves, a fiery red fox skin scarf around his neck, and his hands were clasped in front of his chest, standing in the snow outside the cave, quietly watching the moonlight after the snow, an indescribable tranquility shrouded in his heart.

Because the ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the moon hangs in the night sky, the night looks very bright.

Han Cheng stood here, and he could see the wall farthest away from him, as well as the people standing behind the wall, who were like statues standing guard.

At night, they appear dark and hazy, like a dark curtain separating the distant sky.

The sudden attack of the Teng Snake Tribe the day before yesterday sounded the alarm for everyone in the Qingque Tribe.

Although they repelled the tribe, no one was sure that the tribe would not come back, for the sake of the tribe and the safety of everyone, after temporarily dealing with the problems left over from the war that day, the triumvirate of the Qingque tribe held an emergency meeting in response to this matter.

The result of the meeting was to change the standing guard system from daytime to all-day, with people guarding behind the fence at night.

"Whew~"

Such a quiet and beautiful night can affect not only people, but also wolves.

The Fu General, who was following Han Cheng, didn't know what he felt from this night, and raised his head to express his feelings in his chest to the bright moon in the sky, his voice was desolate and distant.

However, its emotion was not expressed smoothly, and it was forcibly interrupted less than halfway through the call.

A small hand slapped it on the head, slapping all the screams behind it back into its stomach.

The only one who dares to treat Lord Fu Jiang so arrogantly is Han Cheng, a god stick.

He turned his head to look at Fu Jiang, Fu Jiang looked aggrieved, what kind of sin did he create, so that he had a master.

If you are a fierce wolf, you can't save a little face for yourself, and the wolf also wants to save face, okay?

"Wang, Wang, Wang."

Under the full moon, in the quiet night, Han Cheng looked at Fu Jiang and said a foreign language that he desperately didn't want to speak.

Han Cheng's heart is also very tired, he came to the primitive society by himself, and he can teach the people in the tribe to speak Mandarin, and now he has to teach a wolf to learn how to bark!

It's unreasonable!

How can there be such a tragic traverser as himself......

Fu Jiang regrets it very much now, what did he do with his voice when he had nothing to do?

After hearing this syllable from his master's mouth, Fu Jiang's hair stood on end.

It quietly rolled its eyes at its master, then ...... Turn around and run.

Han Cheng, who even speaks the language of Wang Xingren, will let it succeed? Reached out and grabbed its ear. Then he glared angrily at Fu Jiang.

The blessing will wilt and hang its head.

"Wang, Wang, Wang."

Han Cheng watched it speak again.

Running and running, there is no way to retreat, and there is no way to be helpless, and he opened the wolf's kiss unwillingly.

"Woo, woo, woo,"

It's so hard for a wolf to learn how to bark!

Even if the hair on Fu Jiang's body exploded, what he emitted was just a slightly similar whine.

For this, Han Cheng was already very happy.

Teaching Fu Jiang to learn foreign languages was something he did on a whim, and after persisting for a while, Fu Jiang was able to make such a whining sound, which had greatly exceeded Han Cheng's expectations.

"Wang, Wang, Wang."

"Woo, woo, woo,"

"Wang, Wang, Wang."

"Woo, woo, woo."

In the courtyard of the Qingque tribe, there was such a magical scene - a man and a wolf were talking in the language of the Wang Xingren, and they didn't know what it meant.

And the more people talk, the more excited they become, the more uncomfortable the wolf is, and the more he barely makes a 'whine' sound, the more he listens to it, the more it looks like an angry little daughter-in-law whimpering.

Heartbroken, really heartbroken, where is there such a difficult wolf?

After some conversation, Han Cheng let go of the ears of the lucky general, like a blessed general who had been amnestied, sneered, turned around and rushed back to the cave, at this time, it just wanted to leave the terrifying master as soon as possible, the farther away the better!

Han Cheng rubbed his mouth, damn, don't make it to the end, Fu Jiang didn't teach him well, and he couldn't change it back......

Heavy snow covered the mountains and forests, and not only primitive people lacked food, but also animals.

Carnivores are better, after all, they need meat and will not be covered by heavy snow, and herbivores will be uncomfortable.

Salt Mountain.

The tsundere Uncle Deer used his slender hooves to cut through a thick layer of snow, revealing some dead grass with snow residue.

It stretched out its head and stretched out its tongue to wrap around the withered grass, bit it with its teeth, and pulled it up and down, and the old yellow grass with ice fell into its mouth.

The taste of this grass is not good, it is cold and hard, and it is very chewy, so after turning around in Uncle Deer's mouth, it rinsed it out again.

Uncle Deer snorted in disgust, then raised his head and looked south, it was as quiet as ever, there was nothing, and after looking at it for a while, the disappointed Uncle Deer had to lower his head again to eat the hard grass that it disliked.

In the past, Uncle Deer was not like this, and he ate the grass from the snow nest very happily, but this year it is not the same.

Since the beginning of winter, those 'two-legged beasts' with small short legs have often given it dried delicious grass to eat, for more than a month, unknowingly, the mouth of the deer has been raised.

Accustomed to eating sun-dried grass with the smell of sunshine, it is difficult to swallow when it eats the grass that comes out of the snow nest.

Although these little brothers are not as serious as it, they are also not as fragrant as they used to eat.

Uncle Lu ate the grass on the ground without a bite, and looked a little absent-minded.

Suddenly, its long ears turned half in a circle, facing south, and its head was raised.

In the snow to the south, a group of two-legged beasts appeared, led by the little two-legged beast that was often bullied by it and had to honor its food.

In the arms of the little two-legged beast, he also held the sun-dried grass that haunted it.

I haven't eaten it in two days!

The tsundere uncle deer also went down, it snorted happily, and then ran quickly towards the little two-legged beast with its slender legs......

(Thank you for your understanding and support, thank you.) I won't cut it off, and it's a loss to spend so much effort to cut it off. It's just that I think about being weird and helpless, and I always think about the salted fish turning over, but the posture is always wrong...... Let's boil it slowly, and my daughter-in-law will become a mother-in-law for ten years. ）