"I'm going to send some to my Naxi friends." The old patriarch by the fire stood up, with the same roast leg of lamb in his hand, and walked towards the two elders of the Naxi tribe.

He is really broad-minded, you must know that an hour ago, he still wanted to fight to the death with the Naxi people.

An hour later, I was in the mood to care about whether the other party was hungry or not.

After a while, I saw the old patriarch come back with easy steps.

"He actually took your leg of mutton?"

Qiu Yue'er tilted her head sideways and saw that the second elder of the Naxi tribe was sitting cross-legged on the grass at some point, with a delicate plate in front of him, cutting the mutton into small pieces with a dagger, and then bringing it to the old woman.

"In fact, the people of the Yongchang tribe and the people of the Naxi tribe have a good relationship, after all, we have been friends for thousands of years." The old patriarch sighed.

What about friends!

In the Western Regions, it's like being in a primeval forest, if you're hungry, your friends are also the target of hunting.

The law of the jungle is the last word for survival here.

"The Chinese people pay attention to etiquette, righteousness and shame, and they are indeed not suitable for survival in the Western Regions."

But Huaxia is getting stronger and stronger, and naturally has the ability to protect the innocence in the minds of ordinary people.

"We have survived in the Western Regions for thousands of years, and we are now neither like the Chinese nor the Western Regions." The old patriarch sighed again.

No one knows what the future will look like, even if his heart is full of longing and beautiful yearning, it is inevitable that he will be uneasy at this time.

"Huaxia is a country that pays attention to order, and there are no rules. The world of ordinary people, the world of monks, must obey order. If you break the rules, you will be punished. In the same way, these orders also guarantee the most basic rights and interests of ordinary people and monks. Tang Ying said.

"Hey—old patriarch, what do you want to do with this? I can guarantee that when you return to Huaxia, you will never want to return to the Western Regions. Because the environment there is rich, there is no hunger, no cold, and it is a blessed land for our Chinese children. ”

"It would be nice to have some wine!"

Huang Liang also ate a roast chicken, thinking that there was food in his hand at this time, and someone was fighting in the distance, so he was missing a pot of good wine.

"In fact, the people of the Yongchang tribe and the people of the Naxi tribe have a good relationship, after all, we have been friends for thousands of years." The old patriarch sighed.

What about friends!

In the Western Regions, it's like being in a primeval forest, if you're hungry, your friends are also the target of hunting.

The law of the jungle is the last word for survival here.

"The Chinese people pay attention to etiquette, righteousness and shame, and they are indeed not suitable for survival in the Western Regions."

But Huaxia is getting stronger and stronger, and naturally has the ability to protect the innocence in the minds of ordinary people.

"We have survived in the Western Regions for thousands of years, and we are now neither like the Chinese nor the Western Regions." The old patriarch sighed again.

No one knows what the future will look like, even if his heart is full of longing and beautiful yearning, it is inevitable that he will be uneasy at this time.

"Huaxia is a country that pays attention to order, and there are no rules. The world of ordinary people, the world of monks, must obey order. If you break the rules, you will be punished. In the same way, these orders also guarantee the most basic rights and interests of ordinary people and monks. Tang Ying said.

"Hey—old patriarch, what do you want to do with this? I can guarantee that when you return to Huaxia, you will never want to return to the Western Regions. Because the environment there is rich, there is no hunger, no cold, and it is a blessed land for our Chinese children. ”

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