Chapter Seventy-Three: The Lingyu Patriarch is Desperate (9)

He didn't change back to the fox girl, at first because this fish girl can produce pearls, and the extravagant corpse tribe doesn't know pearls, but it doesn't mean that their long-arm clan doesn't know. This pearl is something that can be sold for a lot of money in the country of the chest.

However, this fish girl later communicated with the gods. It was a surprise, but whether this surprise could be a help for him to succeed the patriarch in advance was up to him to try.

He had to find out the secret of this fish girl today, whether the miracle of that day was true or not, and the method of this temptation was also very simple, he looked at the dry firewood and velvet in his hand, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes to try it.

Fuyu didn't know that the man standing opposite her had thought so much in an instant, she just thought that the other party had really lost the flint, and now she couldn't make a fire, and her safety at night was not guaranteed.

But...... She really doesn't make a fire...... Fuyu looked at the tall trees around her, biting her lower lip slightly, looking overwhelmed.

The confrontation on their side has actually been seen by many long-armed clansmen, but it is just out of trust in the patriarch, and no one has spoken out without a long eye at this time.

And the other three women who are also from the luxury corpse tribe have already looked at Fuyu unpleasantly: everyone is a luxury corpse woman, why has she been carried by the most handsome man? At this time, seeing her being embarrassed, it was too late to gloat, so she would not come forward to help.

Fu Yu was almost about to cry under the watchful eyes of everyone, whether bright or dark, she looked at the young patriarch in front of her with a begging face, and didn't understand why this gentle man who had been taking care of herself suddenly embarrassed herself like this at this time.

"I ...... No fire will be lit. ”

"Didn't you burn that extravagant corpse beyond recognition with fire that day? How can you not use fire? The young patriarch looked incredulous, and then persuaded as if he had understood something:

"Yu, you are obedient, communicate with the gods to light a fire for us, otherwise we will be surrounded by wild beasts if we don't freeze to death tonight."

What he said made sense, and the people scattered around, whether it was the long-armed clan or the extravagant corpse women, nodded approvingly, and the Fuyu who looked at her had disapproval in their eyes, as if she didn't light the fire today, she was deliberately trying to kill everyone.

"God's ......"

The ink demon attached to Fu Yu's wrist sneered when she heard this, and when she heard Fu Yu's weak voice asking for help, her sneer couldn't help but get even bigger.

Feeling Fuyu's sadness, she suddenly felt that this might be another way, hurt again and again by the man she trusted and loved, this Xiaolingyu might be able to become enlightened earlier, so as to see through the red dust and return to the demon world to concentrate on cultivation.

Therefore, Mo Xiaoyou did not reach out to the Holy Mother at this moment, she just said coldly:

"I'm not going to help with this kind of trivial thing. You think miracles can be manifested casually, so worthless?! ”

Fuyu, who was rejected by the ink demon, really cried, what the god said was right, miracles could not appear at any time, but in this case, how could she say to the expectant faces in front of her?

She bit her lower lip, and her tears turned into pearls that fell on the moss, and she didn't even make a sound.

In the end, the young patriarch finally ran out of patience, and he had to admit that the woman in front of him really couldn't make a fire at any time, and the miracle she showed before was either a coincidence or a deception, and he was unfortunate enough to fall for it.

Realizing this, the young patriarch's heart suddenly became unhappy, and the fish girl in front of him, who made him look quite pleasing to the eye, became hateful.

"Okay, okay, don't drop pearls at every turn, pearls can't make fires, and you can't eat them! What's the use of you dropping pearls?! ”

He was in an irritable mood, and his tone of voice became even more astringent, and Fuyu bit her lower lip to hold back her tears.

"This is what you call a man who is good to you in every possible way?"