"I'd love to see the Fire Tribe again. ”

The sixth generation of witches suddenly let out a sigh, his right eye had disappeared, and his left eye had a thick cuticle, and he could only feel some light, and he couldn't see the real thing clearly.

"Let the kids run, jump, and let me hear the sound of the Fire Tribe again, even once. ”

Like an ordinary old man, he prayed to the left and right.

The six generations of witches immediately got up and asked people to bring jerky and call the children of the tribe.

"Hair jerky, hair jerky. ”

The little ones jumped up and down around the jerky-haired warriors.

"Hahaha, good, good, the fire tribe is good, it will get better and better. ”

The six generations of witches grinned, and he reached out and grabbed something from the left and right.

The leader of the sixth generation immediately sent some jerky to his hands, and said to the children: "Grandpa Wu sent jerky, everyone grab it." ”

The children were a little hesitant, and the leaders of the six generations hurriedly encouraged them, and some of them suddenly rushed out and grabbed a piece of jerky.

"And, there's. ”

The sixth generation of witches said with a smile.

Seeing that the six generations of witches were not angry, the children all smiled and stepped forward to snatch them, and the six generations of witches lifted the jerky, and the children climbed on top of him, leading him to stagger.

Fifth Xuan looked at this scene with a smile in the totem, but there was a little sadness in his heart.

Since he met the six generations of witches, he has never seen him laugh like this, perhaps, this is the real him, and to this day, he is really himself.

"Poof. ”

A small chubby pile fell from the body of the six generations of witches, because he didn't grab the jerky, and he lay on the ground crying angrily.

The cry of "woo" attracted the attention of the six generations of witches, and he handed out all the jerky in his hands, and waved his hand again, and naturally someone drove the child away for him.

When someone wanted to expel the little fat pile lying on the ground and crying, the sixth generation witch had already approached here sideways, he grabbed the little fat pile, and waved his hand to the expelled warrior next to him.

"Kid, the whole tribe has lost weight, why are you still so fat?

The sixth generation of witches asked, grabbing the arm of the little fat pile of flesh.

"No, Grandpa Wu, I'm fat when I eat snow. ”

Chubby wiped away his tears and pouted.

Fifth Xuan looked at this child carefully, vaguely felt familiar, thought about it, and suddenly remembered that in the future he saw before, after the death of the sixth generation leader, it was not this little fat pile who became the seventh generation leader.

"Since you're fat when you eat snow, why do you still grab jerky?" asked the sixth generation witch as he touched the little fat head.

"I want to ...... I want to give my wolf food. Chubby said.

"Your wolf?"

The six generations of witches were slightly surprised, it stands to reason that the wolves of the wolf tribe are very precious, and they can't be hungry.

Fifth Xuan was even more surprised, if there were wolves in this little fat pile, wouldn't he be a member of the wolf tribe, a child of the wolf tribe, how could he become the seventh generation leader of the fire tribe?

"Yes, my wolf is dying, and I want it to eat some meat before it dies. ”

Little Fat Dui said seriously.

Everyone fell silent, and the joyful atmosphere gradually dissipated into the cold wind.

"Give him some meat, let the dying wolf eat some meat. ”

The six generations of witches touched the head of the little fat pile, turned around, and sat down in front of the totem fire again.

Naturally, someone went to get some jerky for the little fat pile, and these things were not worth their attention, only the fifth Xuan took a few more looks.

"Is that little chubby pile from your tribe?" asked Fifth Xuan to the Wolf Totem.

"I don't remember. Wolf Totem said.

The wolf tribe and the fire tribe are very mixed, unless the totem warrior can tell that it is from that tribe through the power of the totem, and it is difficult for others, especially children, to tell the difference.

They are also free to choose their beliefs, and neither the Fifth Xuan nor the Wolf Totem have come out to interfere.

"Which tribe is this kid from?"

The sixth generation of witches heard the conversation between the fifth Xuan and the wolf totem and helped him ask it.

When the six generations of witches asked, naturally someone went to find out, and after a while, someone ran back to explain the situation.

"It's a child of the Fire Tribe, his wolf was entrusted to him by an old and dead wolf tribe warrior, that wolf was injured in the previous battle, his front paws were broken, and he couldn't die, but it looked serious. ”

Said the soldier who came to report it.

The Sixth Generation Witch nodded, turning his head in the direction of the Fifth Xuan, obviously waiting for his meaning.

"That kid is the new seven generations of leaders after the death of the six generations of leaders in the future that we see. ”

Fifth Xuan said to the sixth generation of witches.

The six generations of witches showed a sudden expression of realization on their faces: "Take care of his wolf, take care of him, and tell him that he will be a brave warrior, which is recognized by the six generations of witches and the fire totem." ”

The future will change because of their prying eyes, and this kid may not become the seventh generation leader, but since he can become the seventh generation leader in the future he sees, it proves that he is capable.

The tribesmen never thought that children were capable, but they were afraid that they were not capable.

"I'll take care of him and let him ...... Enter the ranks of five hundred. ”

The leaders of the six generations spoke, taking over the conversation.

The sixth generation witch nodded, and did not explain to him that this child was the seventh generation leader in the future they saw, because with his words, it was enough, and this child's future would be very bright.

"Chief, at this time I still have nothing to teach you, alas, I am an incompetent witch. ”

He looked at the six generations of leaders and spoke slowly.

In terms of age, the six generations of witches are more than two generations older than the six generations of leaders, and in terms of identity, the six generations of witches are from the orthodox origin of the fire tribe, while the leaders of the six generations are from slaves.

They are very far apart, and the way they manage the tribe is not the same, so the six generations of witches will suddenly say this, he feels that he has not helped the six generations of leaders very well, and he has always let him fight alone.

"You have shown us the future, and in my eyes, you are no less great than four generations of witches. ”

The leader of the six generations stood up and said sincerely.

The smile on the face of the six generations of witches was again bright, and as long as he was put side by side with the four generations of witches, he would be happy.

In his opinion, people who have not seen four generations of witches are not enough to talk about his greatness.

"It's not as good as it, it's not as good as it. ”

The six generations of witches sighed and spoke again.

"You have to take care of the tribe, as well as the wolf tribe and the sand totem fire tribe, and treat them like the fire tribe people, and you must have enough respect for the wolf totem and sand totem fire. ”

The leaders of the six generations hurriedly bowed their heads and put on a teachable appearance.

"For the two tribes, you must treat them equally, be fair and fair, and you can't affect the feelings between the three tribes because of your personal feelings, as long as you do it fairly, everyone will have no opinions, understand?"

This sentence is the key point he wants to say, the leader of the six generations has a turn of his mind, and he has already understood the meaning of the six generations of witches, and he is worried that he will not be able to handle the relationship between the two wives.

"Understood, Wu, I'll take care of it. The six generations of leaders said.

The six generations of witches nodded, and without saying anything more, they looked at the totem fire, ready to open the time corridor again.

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