In the face of the sudden snowflakes, Scorpion Tail hurriedly looked around, the snow season should not have arrived yet, right? Why did it snow early?

The little meat that the tribe has saved is not enough to survive the long snow season!

Zuo Ting's face was ugly, this wind came strangely, the snow came even more strangely, it was still summer, why did it suddenly snow?

And......

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces......

The lighter in his hand was extinguished, and the snow stopped quiet.

If it weren't for the circle of primitive people who pouted their buttocks and suppressed their excitement and whispered "Vulcan, Vulcan", they were also strange, and Zuo Ting almost thought that he was hallucinating.

He told himself that this was a wild ancient place, and even such a thing as crossing was true, so what's wrong with a little snowflakes in the summer?

What's all the fuss about?

Didn't Dou E also snow at that time?

However, when he held the lighter again with a divine glow on his face......

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces......

Only a few snowflakes and a cold wind extinguished the fire in his hand again.

It's a bit of a slap in the face.

The apostle of the god of fire held the artifact given by the god of fire, but he couldn't light the flame.

Zuo Tingtie blushed, adjusted the flame of the lighter to the maximum, and called everyone over, ripped off the animal skin skirt, and surrounded him impenetrable.

Faced with such an exciting scene, Xue Xue almost fell off Lin Xi's head with an upside-down onion.

A group of big men took off the animal skin that covered their shame and held it in their hands, and then surrounded the patriarch of the second cargo who seemed to be going to blow up the bunker in the middle......

Xue Xue covered her eyes with her little fluffy wings: Group Yin, are they doing it? People are still small pot friends!

Lin Xi also felt spicy eyes.

The weather was just right, and the birds were walked collectively.

With the sound of "click", the lighter burst out of a flame of about ten centimeters, which frightened the primitive people holding the animal skin, and more than ten small birds also shook with a gust of time, almost blinding Lin Xi's titanium alloy dog eyes.

I rub it, I must wash my eyes when I go back, otherwise I will probably get needles when I go back to the community.

The big brothers of primitive society are too unrestrained.

Xue Xue's big eyes turned around, she was so stupid, she couldn't even light a fire, so I'll help you, sister.

With a "bang", the flame that was supposed to light the withered grass suddenly exploded, and the withered grass was not lit, but the animal skin in everyone's hands actually burned.

Weasel threw his flaming leather pants directly at the pile of dead grass.

Emma.

It's burning.

Everyone has done the same, and they can't wear it anyway. After the fire is lit, the prepared artemisia and mugwort are pressed on it, and the billowing smoke quickly rises into the air.

This signal fire, which cost half a tube of liquefied butane and more than a dozen animal skin skirts, was finally successfully ignited.

A group of primitive people were naked, and they were shouting "Vulcan, Vulcan, Vulcan" in a low voice.

Lighting a fire and tossing like this, Zuo Ting felt that his face was dull and a little sneering.

But seeing the naked guys with excitement on their faces, it seemed that they were already happy as long as they could light a fire, and it didn't matter how the process was.

After waiting for less than half an hour, they finally hurried over.

I thought that I was facing my comrades-in-arms in danger and fighting bloodily, but the result was a group of people roasting birds with bare farts.

At a glance, he saw Lin Xi hiding behind, he was one of the few people who still had animal skins to cover his body.

Although the process is a bit bumpy, but the ending is still very good, in this operation led by Zuo Ting, supplemented by Zuanshan and Fruit Weasel, not only successfully hunted the whole family of fish-billed pigs, but also captured a small fish-billed pig alive.

Lin Xi's performance was decent, that is, he did not drag his feet, nor did he rush into the limelight, he stood out from the crowd and did not attract the attention of others at all.

On the way back, the person in charge of the pathfinder found a bipedal snake with a thin leg, and more than 30 people naturally hunted it down easily.

The crowd simply flew with joy.

Bipedal snakes are not common, especially such a large one.

This snake has not yet fully evolved and has two small thin legs near the genital holes.

I heard that this kind of snake garlic clove meat has a smooth and chewy taste, and the taste is extremely delicious, Zuo Ting has long wanted to taste it, and decided to go back and tell the women who are in charge of cooking, the same barbecue every day, he has been a little hot recently.

It's time to improve the cooking method and eat some stewed vegetables and make snake soup to nourish it.

Today was a fruitful day.

The members of the hunting team excitedly carried the prey to the small square to the women who were in charge of handling it, but did not notice the distressed eyes of the clansmen.

What a fierce battle, and a lot of people lost their pants.

Comrades, you have worked hard!

And Zuo Ting, who was rushing to lead people to the pigsty, didn't notice that the weasel quietly went to the wise man with a gloomy face.

"Did it really take several times to light the fire?" The wise man listened to the report of the weasel and asked with a gloomy face.

The ferret nodded: "It's strange, it's still snowing in the sky." ”

The wise man's pupils shrank, it was still the rainy season, how could it snow? Is it a portent?

He asked about the fire tapir again, and the ferret said with a little disdain, "It's not like the old clan at all...... Yan Jiao can only shrink into the team and fight with others, but he is a bit like the patriarch. ”

The wise man knew that the patriarch that the weasel later referred to was Zuo Ting.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

A mocking smile curled into the corner of his mouth, but it was hidden in his gray beard, and the weasel did not see it.

Let's take a look at it again, if Zuo Ting can really get out what he said, he still deserves this patriarch.

Anyway, no matter what, the patriarch must not fall into the hands of the fire tapir again.

The patriarch of the tribe generally has no good end, either being torn apart by wild beasts or killed by rival tribes, so he and Wu will never be the patriarch.

But they can find a way to be the one who controls the patriarch.

Apostle of the god of fire?

Bah!

couldn't come up with anything useful, so he tried to push the weasel up to be the patriarch, and he definitely couldn't let the witch take the lead.

But then again, why did it snow on this day?

The wise man pushed open the door and went to Wu's house with his usual paralyzed face.

Lin Xi sat in front of the stone table with a solemn face at the moment, staring blankly at the bright red grass.

She quietly dug it down on the road.

This grass is very interesting.

The heart-shaped leaves are born in pairs, the stems are actually four-edged, the four pairs of leaves just grow on the four edges, and the top of the heart-shaped leaves that are bright red as blood is an emerald green bead the size of a match head.

Whether it is the bright red of the plant or the turquoise of the small beads at the top of the leaves, it is extremely transparent and vivid, as if there is an extremely thick liquid flowing inside.

There is an indescribable bewilderment in the brilliant color.