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The skinny monkey felt like he was hallucinating.

It's not just him who thinks so, but all the primitive people who remain in the cave feel so way. Even the turnip heads are no longer afraid of the dead python, but their faces are full of disbelief.

Not to mention roasted python meat to eat - this thing, who dares to eat it.

But talk about the python that was killed.

This python is so heavy and so long, can Feng Jiuli and Feng Qimo kill it? How does it sound so unreliable, they are not three-year-olds.

"Hahaha......"

"Can't believe it? Think I'm lying to you? ”

One-eyed, who understood their feelings, laughed out loud, "To be honest, I don't believe it either, and I want to lie to you too, but the facts are the facts!" I took everyone to the place where the accident happened, and halfway through, I met Jiu'er and them who came back with a dead python. ”

"If you don't believe me, ask the others. This python is really the credit of Jiu'er. One-eyed pointed to the primitive man who had gone outside with him.

After getting an affirmative nod.

The crowd was even more incredible.

And this time.

They also discovered that not far from the one-eyed leader, there was a strange-looking man with his messy hair, which obscured his face.

But the faintly revealing sharp momentum is not to be underestimated. And he was tall, and his bare dark arms seemed to be full of strength.

"Chief, who is this man? Did you just pick it up? Someone asked.

"It's not."

One-eyed shook his head: "This is the person who beat the python to death with Jiu'er and them, he is very powerful." "It's a pity that he's dumb and can't speak.

One-eyed sighed regretfully and continued: "As for the situation at that time, I don't know very well, you better ask Jiu'er." ”

Everyone looked at Feng Jiuli in unison.

A few radish heads were already chattering, and they asked out loud: "Ninth sister and ninth sister, what's going on?" How did you beat the python to death? ”

"Sister Nine will tell you later."

said.

Feng Jiuli turned to look at One-Eyed and said, "Leader, while it's not dark yet, you and a few of them take a sickle and an iron axe to the lake to deal with this python, wash it and cut it into sections, about this length, and cut a bamboo, cut it into the same big bamboo skewer as before, and we will roast the snake meat to eat in a while." ”

She gestured with her hand.

It's a pity that there is no cauldron.

Otherwise, they can stew a hot pot of snake soup and think about it. And with a pot, you can also stew potatoes and pheasant soup or something.

Feng Jiuli, who licked the corners of his lips, felt a little regretful in his heart.

"Holo."

The one-eyed Lezi responded, and then beckoned the seven or eight people who followed him to leave, cutting the snake and cutting the bamboo, cutting the bamboo, and the division of labor was clear.

Immediately.

Feng Jiuli looked at Feng Qimo on the side again, and pointed to the primitive man in the chicken coop: "Xiao Qi, his hair is too long and messy, you take scissors and go outside to help him cut his hair, just have a refreshing and clean head like ours." Hmm, and then go to the lake to take a bath. ”

"Hmm."

- Okay.

Feng Qimo left the cave with the chicken nest primitive.

Feng Jiuli told the story of that time to the children and the lame uncle, her voice was subdued and frustrated, and there was also a performance component.

Frightened, everyone's little faces turned pale and they were shocked.

By the time Feng Jiuli finished finishing the entire process of subduing the python, everyone was already in a cold sweat, as if they had personally experienced the critical situation at that time.

But at the same time, there is something unfinished.

Feng Jiuli also wanted to exercise their guts, so he said it over and over again...... In the end, the throat is dry, and everyone is used to it, and no more fuss.

At this time.

One-eyed and his entourage also returned, followed by Feng Qimo and them, each holding a huge banana leaf in their hands, and several pieces of python meat were wrapped in the leaf.

"Jiu'er."

"Ninth sister."

As soon as they returned to the cave, they subconsciously called Feng Jiuli first.

"Huh."

Feng Jiuli answered, and when he raised his eyes to look over, he was stunned, and his glass-like eyes looked fixedly at the chicken nest primitive standing next to Feng Qimo.

I groaned in my heart several times.

Originally.

This is the true face of the primitive people in the chicken coop?

But seeing him flying obliquely into his sideburns, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his face is like a crown of jade, and his head is seven feet high, how can he be handsome, even if he is placed in modern times, he is also a proper handsome guy. Well, although he is a handsome black charcoal guy, such as Hei Gu, his facial features are indeed deep and exquisite, and his eyebrows and eyes are like the most carefully carved masterpieces of heaven.

And.

Feng Jiuli had always thought that the primitive people in the chicken nest were people about the same age as the one-eyed leader, all in their thirties, but now that he looks, he is about eighteen years old.

It is the age of the prime.

Oh yes.

In the future, you can't call him a chicken nest primitive, you have to call him a handsome guy!

Feng Jiuli grinned lightly, and then gave him a thumbs up: "Yes, this board is especially suitable for you, it looks very handsome!" Handsome and chic, the jade tree is in the wind. ”

The primitive man who put down the chicken coop of snake meat scratched his head again, and a trace of sunset red appeared on his dark face again.

It's a pity that I can't see it very much.

"By the way, do you have a name?" Feng Jiuli asked again.

- Nope.

The chicken coop primitive shook his head.

"Shall I give you a name? Well, I took the names of several of them. Feng Jiuli pointed at Feng Liuying and them.

"That's right, the name of the ninth sister is good!" The turnip heads are proud and proud.

- Okay.

The primitive man of the chicken nest nodded forward, looking at Feng Jiuli with an expectant face, his dark and deep eyes were as dazzling and bright as the stars in the sky.

After a moment's thought.

Feng Jiuli said: "I am the ninth in the tribe, you are older than me, ranked tenth, and you yourself make me feel like the sun shining, so let's call you Feng Shisheng." The original meaning of sheng is the sun at twelve o'clock at noon, and the meaning is vigorous, prosperous or bright. ”

- Okay.

- I like it a lot.

Chicken Coop Primitive ...... No, it should be Feng Shisheng nodding wildly, stretching out his hand to gestur, and at the same time cracking his mouth, revealing a bright smile.

"Well, if you like it." Feng Jiuli also smiled at the corner of his lips.

That's a nice name.

I also heard that the primitive people were that envious.

In the end, Erniang, who had recovered from her foot injury, was the first to speak: "That...... Jiu'er, can you also help Erniang choose a nice name? Erniang doesn't want to be called Erya anymore. ”

Listen to it.

Xiao Er's name is Feng Erling, and her name is Erya.

How cheesy.

"Okay, no problem."

Feng Jiuli responded, thought about it and looked around at the primordial people: "If anyone else wants to ask me for a name, after eating the roasted python meat in a while, I will give it to you one by one." ”

"Thank you, Jiu'er." The crowd was ecstatic.