"It's rare for you to ask us, of course the wilderness can't let you down!"

Pura let go of Jun Qianqian and stood aside and watched her tidy up her messy hair.

"Really? That's great! ”

Jun Qianqian let out a long sigh of relief.

"Tell me, what do you like about the White Rock Tribe? Haven't you ever been to the southeast? ”

Pula grabbed her again and slammed it, this time she couldn't take it anymore and curled her elbow to give Pura a hard blow.

"Ugh!"

Platon, who had been elbowed, crouched on the ground and shrunk into a shrimp.

"Is it true that the Purple Flower Self-Defense Technique is vegetarian?"

Jun Qianqian snorted and raised her small chin, she is the ancestor of the world's martial arts, and her attitude is respectful!

She didn't want to answer Pula's question, so she took the opportunity to quickly run back to Pelo's side and hide.

"Only then do you feel like an underage child."

Pelo helplessly helped Jun Qianqian take care of her completely messy hair, without Luo Ze, a master of coiled hair, her hair has been messy since she came out.

Pelo had to weave her a long braid, her hair was waist-length, and the playful ends of her hair swayed with her movements, adding a bit of liveliness.

"It shows that Pula always lowers the IQ of others!"

Jun Qianqian was still arguing, and Mo Tibei and his people also laughed, the close relationship between the two clans was something that everyone was happy to see.

"How the hell are we going to infiltrate the White Rock Tribe?"

At the welcome dinner, Jun Qianqian once again asked about the things she was most concerned about.

"Every spring, our department will meet with the Baiyan tribe for the matter of the sheep's excuse, and when the time comes, you will disguise yourself as a tribesman of the wilderness and set off with us."

This is not a difficult thing for the wilderness tribes, but such a meeting, that is, at the border, is just a simple meeting.

Fortunately, because the wilderness tribe began to raise sheep, the range of activities has become larger, and the Baiyan tribe is also trying to discuss the grazing range with them.

There were still a few days before the time of the meeting, and the Purple Flower people rested in the tents of the Wild Tribe.

Jun Qianqian was brought back to her home by Pula's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and Mo Tibei now follows her daughter in everything, and directly gives up the patriarch's main account, so that Pelo can also live in and take care of Jun Qianqian.

At night, Pello had already washed and rested, and the two girls were still talking on the bed with the lamps lit.

"The people of the Baiyan tribe are stingy, they obviously have forests and mountains, but they don't even give us the grass on the edge of the forest."

Pura complained that if it weren't for that, they wouldn't be so short of firewood.

"Are you two tribes so close? are all bordered. ”

Jun Qianqian thought that in the past, between the purple flowers, the mountains and the pear, there were a lot of territories that no one wanted.

"Of course, the bigger the territory, the better!"

The three tribes of Baiyan, Willow and Wilderness have lived in the southeast for a long time, and the grassland of the wilderness separates two forests, the willow forest in the north is the territory of the Willow tribe, and the cedar forest in the south is the territory of the Baiyan tribe.

"Aren't you a little bit of a loss, there is only grass, and the terrain is so gentle."

On the way to Jun Qianqian, she was slightly aware that the terrain of the field was too unobstructed, and if you want to fight, you can push it flat.

"But we have a flock."

The lack of firewood is only a matter of this year, and they used to occupy the meadows with plenty of food, which is also very enviable.

"That's right, you can't take advantage of all the cheapness."

The rivers of the southern tribes originate from the southeast and divide into more than a dozen tributaries along the way.

The Willow tribe is on the main stream of the upstream, and the wilderness tribe is next to a tributary, and the water level drops significantly in the summer, but it has not been interrupted so far.

Every spring, the sheep pass through the gorges of the mountain tribes, then through the meadows of the wild tribes, and return to the willow forests of the north.

Yuan Ye and Baiyan had an agreement that in the spring, they would send some food to the Baiyan tribe, so that Baiyan would not chase the sheep and cause the sheep's migration route to change.

For many years, the wilderness tribe has been living in such a muddled way, without the slightest sense of crisis that their own tribes are being choked by other tribes.

It wasn't until Pura returned from the Purple Flower Tribe and became a teacher to the tribesmen that she began to mention it subtly.

If Jun Qianqian had a plot against the Baiyan tribe, she would be very happy to see it happen.

"What you're doing is to expand the contradictions between the two races."

Jun Qianqian poked Pula's cheek in condemnation, her approach was too unpeaceful.

"You taught me, rely on the mountains to fall, rely on everyone to run."

Pula threw a wink at Jun Qianqian, and against the backdrop of the oil lamp, it really looked like a prototype of peerless elegance.

The ambition in her eyes was undisguised in front of Jun Qianqian.

"Which face is your real appearance?"

Jun Qianqian bit her lip and frowned, looking at Pula like watching the last big question in college entrance examination mathematics.

"Use whatever is useful."

Pura never fools Jun Qianqian, she sometimes seems innocent and delicate, and often shows a smart and clever side, she deliberately makes the people around her think that she can run and make trouble, but in fact, she is as careful as a hair, and everything is hidden in her eyes.

"Gadot is right, you're so tired."

People have many faces, but no one is like Pula, who changes his painting style like Sichuan Opera and changes his face.

But she's having fun, too.

"Aren't you the same?"

After seeing too much of Jun Qianqian's dazed and innocent appearance, maybe someone will really underestimate her.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, I'm just a weak, poor, and helpless minor."

Pula is right, they crows don't laugh at the pigs, who lives without a disguise?

"Gadot."

"Yes, Gadot."

The two of them thought of Gadot, who was the same as their cousin, and the priest of the distant mountain tribe suddenly sneezed.

"Is it really okay for us to speak ill of her behind our backs?"

As a black-bellied duo, Jun Qianqian is still the one with more conscience.

"It's not bad to tell the truth, it's nothing bad!"

Pula is rightly confident.

Gadot sneezed again, and the tribesmen hurriedly cared if she had a cold.

The two girls talked until the second half of the night, and finally fell asleep without being able to hold on.

The next day, Pelo got up early, and she changed the clothes sent by the Wild Tribe to a size that Jun Qianqian could wear, but there was still a serious problem with her disguise.

Jun Qianqian's skin is too white, obviously she has not been exposed to the wind and sun, but her appearance is still the same as when Luo Ze brought her back.

"You stand with us like an Aries falling into a black sheepfold."

How does Pula look at it, how does she feel a sense of disobedience.

"Blame me for not getting a tan!"

Jun Qianqian pursed her lips and sulked.