Chapter Eighty-Three: The Address of the New Town

Long Qiupeng's hand was stretched out like this, stopping in mid-air, waiting for Xiangmei's response. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiangmei looked at Long Qiupeng intently, her eyes were empty, and her expression was complicated.

Just when Long Qiupeng thought that Xiangmei had been shaken, Xiangmei stretched out her hand and forcefully opened Long Qiupeng's hand to grab her. Laughing wildly, she reached for her waist, where the Celestial Maiden tribe hid their blowpipes.

"Be careful!" Yi, who had been protecting Long Qiupeng from Long Qiupeng's left and right, caught her action and quickly flew between Long Qiupeng and Xiangmei.

But unexpectedly, Xiangmei did not blow the bone needle in the blowpipe to Long Qiupeng, but sucked it back and pierced her upper jaw. Blood flowed out of Xiangmei's mouth, but in the end, Xiangmei left Long Qiupeng with a charming smile.

That smile was written with the thrill of victory, and pure warmth.

This made Long Qiupeng think of Xiangmei's aggrieved tears under the starry sky that night.

The newborn sun is slowly rising, the cold sunlight is shining on Xiangmei's ruddy face, and the spring breeze with a little chill is taking away the last part of Xiangmei's body temperature.

Long Qiupeng stood there stunned, he knew that everything was settled. As the leader, Xiangmei's bone needles are special, and her needles are coated with poison instead of anesthetic, so no matter how small the wound is, no matter how slight the injury, will kill people.

It was her prerogative as a leader to protect herself. I didn't expect to use the blowpipe for the last time, but it was to end my last life.

Xiangmei died, and those women naturally surrendered to this man who promised everyone a normal life, and someone found the key to Xiangmei and released the remaining men from the dungeon.

Xiangmei died, gradually losing her former wildness and heat, and became cold. Long Qiupeng didn't say a word, just watched her corpse lie there quietly.

"Because she can't have children, Xiangmei is regarded as a 'devil's woman' by her original tribe, and she is a tribe that has been driven out by her loved ones herself. She also has her own 'Kangkang' in the Celestial Maiden Tribe, and she wants to elope with that person, but in the end she finds out that the person just wants to use her to escape. After she came back from elopement, she became the chief's most loyal subordinate, and then the leader of this generation. Seeing that Long Qiupeng was a little sad, Ziyu came over and briefly told Long Qiupeng the story of Xiangmei.

Hearing this, a sad smile finally appeared on Long Qiupeng's expressionless face, and he gently stroked Ziyu's belly to express his blessings and thanks.

At the very least, he finally knew that Xiangmei loved herself, so she chose death, thinking that a woman who had been hurt countless times, a woman who was no longer able to trust men, finally used the most tragic way to engrave Long Qiupeng's love into the eternity of her life.

Long Qiupeng stepped forward, kissed Xiangmei's body lightly on her forehead before it completely lost its temperature, and then said to Ziyu: "Call your clansmen to bury her in the ceremony of the leader, after all, she is the last leader of the Tiannu tribe." ”

Ziyu nodded and went to find someone to help. Long Qiupeng also took a deep breath, the dreamlike life these days finally drifted away with the new sun rising. Next, he will return to the tribe and lead the people on their way to a new life.

Long Qiupeng cleaned up his mood and said to Yi: "Go and light a cigarette, let the wolf teeth and them go into the city to meet." The purpose of our trip has basically been achieved! ”

Although he won a big victory, the few people Long Qiupeng brought this time were basically rough people who were brave and good at fighting, and after he really took over the Tiannu tribe, he couldn't do anything, and many things still needed Long Qiupeng to do it himself, which made him regret a little that he didn't bring the deer out. After all, in the entire Long Clan, except for Long Qiupeng himself, there is only one person left who can be literate and martial, and who can advance and retreat.

In view of this situation, Long Qiupeng simply took stock of the situation of the Heavenly Maiden tribe and asked the tribe to bring a decent team to come and station. He specially instructed the people who went back to ask Dahu to bring a few wood and stone craftsmen over.

The Celestial Maiden Tribe was officially renamed the Celestial Maiden Tribe, as a branch of the Dragon Clan, and the clan elders were determined by Ziyu and Kang Kang who would take on it. The basic work of the new tribe will be temporarily taken care of by the two of them, and other major issues will wait for the Dragon tribe to send some "professional and technical" personnel to help.

Although Long Qiupeng has this ability, he feels the touch of general daily affairs, and he finally escapes from various reports, calculations, plans, and summaries in the later generations, and in this time and space, he really doesn't want to touch these things again. So except for major situations, nothing else is asked.

While waiting for the arrival of the Dragon Clan's team, he rode a horse to check the surrounding environment and terrain, and investigated several other alternative sites. However, in the end, it was decided to build a new castle centered on the old site of the Tennu tribe.

After about six days, Dahu and the deer came to the Dragon tribe together.

Seeing the deer coming, Long Qiupeng stepped forward and said, "Nonsense!" You're coming along, isn't your sister the only one left in the tribe! ”

Lu smiled and said: "It's okay, the first spring hunt is over, Xiong personally took some people back to Huoshen Village to rest, and now Huoshen Village has him in charge, you can put a hundred hearts." ”

Hearing that Xiong returned to Vulcan Village to garrison in person, Long Qiupeng did feel a lot more relieved, after all, if the IQ factor was not counted, Xiong's ability was not inferior to anyone in the tribe.

On the other side, Dahu couldn't wait to get his results, the core mechanism of the crossbow, and he finally understood the meaning of Long Qiupeng and completed the production.

Yi looked at the three "copper pieces" that were biting each other and was a little puzzled, and the deer also said with a look of grievance: "Dahu, this guy, just don't say what this thing is?" ”

With only such a trigger, in fact, Long Qiupeng didn't know if he could succeed in making a crossbow, but he believed that with this step, it would definitely not be too far from completion. So he first praised Dahu, and then said to Yi: "I'll let you see what it means to shoot to the extreme!" ”

Long Qiupeng's words are naturally a bit exaggerated, but in the era of cold weapons, crossbows have always been like bugs in long-range weapons, and China has even missed the best time for firearms to start because of the super ability of crossbows.

When Yi heard this, his eyes really shone with a rare brilliance, and his brows were relaxed. In the past few days in the Heavenly Maiden Tribe, Yi has always been nervous, always frowning, and Long Qiupeng is even worried that he will have wrinkles on his head.

Lu and Dahu and Long Qiupeng and Yi have not seen each other for many days, and they have greeted and exchanged with each other for a while, and finally found that there is one less person here today, and finally Dahu first couldn't hold back and asked: "Speaking of which, where did the wolf's teeth go?" ”