But the so-called best clothes in the city, in Sanshan's opinion, is just that.

In terms of material, after seeing Xia Lan's silk clothes, it is difficult to fall in love with the "gorgeous clothes" made of animal skins.

In terms of style, after seeing the beautiful clothes that Pelo made like a dress-up doll, Shanshan doesn't think anyone can surpass Pelo's level.

In particular, there were strings of fluffy white balls hanging from the sleeves of this dress, and Shanshan waved her arms, feeling like a jellyfish with tentacles on her script.

"This dress is going to look good when dancing."

The girl with very light eyebrows, looking at Shanshan's special treatment, said with envy.

"Maybe."

These cumbersome tassels may look better when they are circled.

"Is your name Sanshan? My name is Rachel. ”

The guards around them did not restrict them from talking, Rachel took the initiative to talk to the two, Linda hid behind Sansa a little nervously, and the two of them were quite in line with the posture of growing up together since childhood.

In fact, the two have only known each other for less than two days.

"I'm Shanshan, her name is Linda, and I'm a little scared."

Shanshan generously introduced.

When a group of strangers arrives in a new environment, they will spontaneously seek shelter in the group.

Ten people can also divide into a lot of small groups, Shanshan and Linda are originally acquaintances, which is very disadvantageous in a new environment, and when others engage in small groups, they will guard against and reject the two who were originally familiar with each other.

But this woman named Rachel is a maverick and offers to be friendly to them.

What purpose does she have?

Shanshan has always had such worries that among the girls they have been brought in, there may be spies interspersed in them, and she has to admit that she is about to become the third contestant of persecution paranoia.

What was it like to have a patriarch and priest who was too wise?

Probably when you go out, you will unconsciously feel that people's hearts are sinister.

The three of them didn't talk much, and it was time for Shanshan to dance, they had not arranged to eat since the beginning of the meeting, and they were all very hungry at this time, and the banquet was very lively, smelling the aroma of the food, and everyone who had been hungry all day was even more uncomfortable.

Only Shanshan and Linda, two people with ghosts in their hearts, can still rely on adrenaline hormones to hang their spirits, and they look completely unaffected.

Linda doesn't need to beat the beat, and people here use a tambourine-like instrument with a string of shells hanging from it, which makes a crisp sound when they collide.

But Shanshan still dislikes this instrument with a great sense of superiority, and feels that it is not as good as the animal skin drum of the Baiyan tribe.

It's just a square dance, and if the drum knows that it will come in handy in this way, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'm going to cry and faint in the warehouse.

During the dance, Shanshan finally saw the true face of the city lord.

The lord of the city, Valen, sat in the highest position in the center of the main hall, with maids standing on either side of him, and a screen of unknown material separating him from the others.

When people here eat, they have a different habit of sitting around a round table than Zihua.

Their tables were square, small and low, with their own special table in front of each person and meals in separate vessels.

Those stone tools are very delicate, but the stone tools are very difficult to make, and it must have taken a lot of effort to make such delicate vessels.

Why do you want to separate the tables?

Shanshan couldn't figure it out, even the table in the cafeteria was all six people sitting together, and what a waste it was for one person to have a set of utensils.

Is this the pomp and circumstance of the city people?

Seeing that the city lord was even more so, he was surrounded by four or five people waiting alone, and the cup in his hand was smooth and white, and it should have been carved from some kind of jade.

The city lord Valen looked very young, and his body was even a little thin, only his eyes seemed to reveal rich experience.

Hasn't the Lord of Valen ruled here for more than twenty years? Why does he still look so young?

Sansa felt unusual.

In addition to the city lord, there were many ministers at the banquet, and Shanshan only discovered at this time that not all the women who were included in the harem belonged to the city lord, and at the banquet, several women were rewarded to others.

The lustful eyes of those people, and their explicit behavior, made Shanshan feel disgusted.

During the years she had lived in the River Valley Tribe, even though the Patriarch of Hongyu was a tiresome man, she had never felt this disgust.

"You're from Harrom Village?"

After the dance, Shanshan knelt in front of the screen, waiting for the city lord's question.

"Yes."

Shanshan replied with a low brow.

"You're not just an adult, are you?"

Valen looked at Sansa with interest, taking a closer look at her appearance.

"It's not."

Sansa shook her head.

"Then why haven't I seen you in previous years? Are you hiding? ”

Unlike other ministers, Valen was well aware that most of the chosen women were not of their own free will.

But it's one thing to know in your heart, and it's strange to say it directly.

"I'm actually a foreigner."

If the city lord really has a good control over the surrounding villages, then such a deliberate temptation, Shanshan must answer carefully.

"Outlander?"

Valen felt even more amused, and he stepped down from his throne and stood two steps away from Sansan, looking at her condescendingly.

"It's been a bad year this year, it's raining everywhere, my tribe has no food, and everyone has to go elsewhere to survive."

Shanshan's voice is steady, and she doesn't need to make drafts when she lies.

"Your tribe? Where is it? What is your name? ”

Compared with the great beauty in front of Shanshan, the city lord of Valen was obviously more interested in the existence of other tribes.

"We live in the north, the name of the tribe is Broadwood, and this year's heavy rains have washed away the river, and we used to fish for a living, but now we can't continue to live."

Varun is testing Sanshan, and isn't Sansa testing Varen?

Fishing for a living......

Valen's vision was dark, as if he remembered something from the past, and the fact that there were human habitants further north was an important message to him.

"You're here alone?"

From the outside, Shanshan didn't look like a refugee.

"I also have a younger sister who is now being taken in by the village of Harom, she is still young, and her face has been horribly scarred by the attack of wild beasts, and the rest of the tribe who went south with us has long been separated, and perhaps some of them have also been taken in by other tribes."

If the city lord sends someone to Harom Village to confirm, the situation of the small basket will not be revealed, and as for Yue Ling, he is a man, no one should notice him.

Even though there was no collusion, Shanshan believed in the tacit understanding between them.