Chapter Seventy-One: The Lingyu Patriarch, Difficult to Break Love (7)

"I ......" was pressed against the roots of the tree by the man, and the thick roots of the elm tree behind Fuyu made her feel painful, and she disappeared after a word.

And the man who pressed on her frowned because of this - I originally thought that this woman who came out of the small tribe had no knowledge and should be easily abducted, but I didn't expect it to be a big heart.

He was about to open his mouth to add some more chips when he heard the sound of a sooth around him.

"Where's the Fish Girl? What about the fish girl who can communicate with the gods? "It's the sky-nosed man who took the lead in speaking during the day, listening to his voice, Mo Xiaoyou knows that the turning point is coming," Fuyu coughed twice. ”

"Ahem, ahem......" Fuyu coughed obediently.

A pair of big eyes, but in the darkness, they could see clearly the meaningful gaze of the man pressing on her. Her face flushed, her breathing was chaotic, and her coughing became louder.

"Over there! There's a voice over there! ”

The sound of thin ropes became more and more, getting closer and closer, but the man who pressed on Fuyu's body had no intention of getting up.

Mo Xiaoyou quietly crouched on Fuyu's wrist, and because of Fuyu's instinctive refusal posture, she could clearly hear the man's heartbeat - no panic of being a thief, and no nervousness about to be discovered.

Could it be that this man is not from another tribe? That sense of danger gradually hidden......

The ink demon squinted his eyes secretly, interesting......

The search of the long-armed clan stopped abruptly nearby, and then the middle-aged man asked in surprise:

“…… Young patriarch? ”

"Exactly." Feeling the sudden lightness on Fuyu's body, Mo Xiaoyou knew that the man who had pressed on her body earlier had already gotten up.

Then she heard the man's clear voice, which had been very different from the deep male voice before:

"This fish girl is good, I just pretended to be someone from other tribes and tempted her with food and clothing, she didn't waver in the slightest, and she can bring it back to our tribe."

After a reasonable and well-founded explanation, the reason why he sneaked up on the fish girl late at night and took her away from everyone, Mo Xiaodemon saw a group of tribesmen on Fuyu's wrist and knew that this guy had successfully completed the transformation from a spy to a hero.

However, although the ink demon saw it clearly, Fuyu was fooled by this man together, and she whispered to the ink demon in her heart: "God, this man is so smart!" ”

"......" the object of his task is a nymphomaniac, how to break it?!

Early the next morning, Mo Xiaoyou was finally fortunate enough to see the true face of the long-armed young patriarch:

His body shape is no different from that of the other clansmen of the Long-Arm Clan, except that the muscles on his arms that reach the ground are stronger than others, and his face is just an ordinary nose and eyes, but it can't stop the sharp noses of the background board behind him, and he is forced to get into the wind.

With a wave of his long arm, he took the lead in tying Fuyu with vines in his arms, and grabbed the two-meter-high branch with his hand.

The man's hands staggered and held the staggered branches, the speed made the giant trees in the corner of Fuyu's eyes turned into reflections, at first Fuyu didn't even dare to open her eyes, but the man's embrace made her feel warm and safe, and gradually let go of her fear, and began to enjoy the excitement brought by speed.