In the sky above the tribe, auspicious clouds shrouded the earth, the color churned, the earth bloomed with the breath of spring, the thin ice melted, the plants and trees sprouted, and the greenery began to cover the earth.

Yesterday was still a cold spring, and today, it seems to have come to the spring of March.

Everyone in the tribe greeted the rising sun, excited, joyful, and shouted loudly that could not control their emotions.

The curse of the ancestors that had plagued them for generations disappeared, and they clearly felt that in their blood and bones, the oppressive restraint was dissipating, as if the shackles had been removed, and the world suddenly became lighter and better.

Gou Yuanhe got together with the old man with a cane and Uncle De, and the three of them drank in large gulps, crying while drinking, they were too excited.

And the key person in the whole incident, Mo Fei, Young Master Mo, was lying in a big house in the best house in the tribe and was sleeping soundly. There are all kinds of food on the table of the house, and the earthen kang is covered with thick animal skins, and the dark and shiny fur is very soft, with a faint fragrance, which is the kind that Gou Tingting once sprayed Murphy, and in addition to it, there is a huge bear head specimen hanging on the wall, which looks majestic and hideous.

"Ink worship is really the savior of my clan!"

This is a burly girl with a big waist and a round waist, she holds her face in her hands, and her eyes are full of little stars.

Another girl who was half a head shorter, but whose weight was definitely not less than the former, also said: "Yes, Mo worship is really righteous and thin, loyal to the liver and gall, both civil and military, wonderful, for the future of the tribe, he just fulfilled his promise, and the day is ......."

"My sister reads a lot, and she uses a set of words, which is really enviable!" the girl said sourly just now.

"Where, where, I learned from Uncle De, Uncle De is full of praise for the ink offering, that word can connect the city with a long river, boasting like a flower!"

"But no, don't say it, although Mo Xian is not as majestic and majestic as the warriors of our tribe, and is more beautiful than some little girls of the tribe, he will never flinch when it comes to resisting the Great Liang, look at him when he just came out of the sacrificial ground, his face was pale and terrifying, and it was too much of a day dog at a glance, it was really distressing!" It was Widow Yang who delivered the meal who spoke, and when she talked about Mo Fei, the whole person became radiant.

At this time, Murphy, who was lying on the bed, was broken inside!

Fuck your sister's day dog excessively, is it okay for the master to lose too much blood, that goblin, biting my neck and drinking my blood, causing the young master to have weak legs and feet when he came out of the sacrificial ground, as if he was stepping on cotton, as if he had been squeezed dry.

"My name is ruined!" Murphy was grieved, and lay down on the bed pretending to be asleep.

Of course, that's not all the reason, but also the girls outside.

In order to express his gratitude to Murphy, the tribal boss gave a special order, he gathered all the unmarried beauties of the tribe together, and asked Murphy to choose one of them as his daughter-in-law, of course, to support multiple choices.

But here's the problem!

The aesthetic standards of the tribe are very different from those of Murphy, and the situation near the tribe is not good, there are often fierce beasts, monsters infested, hordes attacking the tribe, and some humans come to plunder supplies.

Therefore, the tribe often fights, and the loss of men is serious, which creates a change in people's evaluation criteria for beauty.

When the tribe is in crisis, can you put on the battle when there are not enough men, can you have children, how many can you have, whether the offspring are good to feed, and so on. These account for the majority of the tribal people's aesthetic standards.

"The waiter is powerless, it is the beginning of the new inheritance!"

This aesthetic in Murphy's mind is not accepted here, just as the aesthetic of the tribesmen is not accepted by Murphy.

Looking at the affectionate women outside, Murphy, who had become a tribal hero at this time, was one head and two big.

Murphy slept in the dark, and when he woke up, he didn't know how long it had been, and pretending to sleep was not the way, because if he continued like this, he would be suffocated by urine!

Squeak!

The wooden door was pushed open, Murphy put on his coat, walked out with a pinching step, and faced the eager eyes of the three women at the door, Murphy pulled the collar of his coat with a fur collar, and asked seriously, "Where is the toilet?"

Women: "......"

Murphy walked back to the room after solving the third urgency, and found that Uncle De was already waiting for him in the house.

After seeing Murphy, Uncle De stepped forward with a smile, patted Murphy's shoulder and smiled: "Wake up, boy, no, it should be Mo Offering!"

Murphy seemed to be modest, but was choked by Uncle De's next words.

"What do you think of these three beauties?

Murphy looked at the three beauties who were five big and three thick, swallowed and said: "I am still young, the world is not yet peaceful, and I don't want to think about these ...... for the time being."

Uncle De laughed strangely, nodded Mo Fei with his index finger, and kept shaking his head: "You slippery head, if you don't like it, you can tell me directly, I have already thought of this possibility, girls!

Whoa!

A group of women came in outside, in tribal terms, all of them were standard beauties, and these women looked at Murphy with very aggressive eyes, which made Murphy very embarrassed, he waved his hand again and again: "Uncle De, forget it, I don't need it!"

Uncle De said earnestly: "Although you are already a tribal worshipper, I still have to say a few words about you, why are you still ashamed! Judging from the way you came out of the spiritual sacrifice ground, you are about to be hollowed out, and it seems that you have been holding back for a long time!"

"I'll go, Dezi, ...... you are" Murphy saw Uncle De's face that turned black instantly, and hurriedly changed his words: "Uncle De, what are you talking about, things are not like that, I ...... when I go in"

Uncle De shook his head and stopped: "You don't need to explain, that's the secret between you and the spirit sacrifice, don't tell us, we just got rid of the curse, we don't want to mix it up anymore, the spirit land has disappeared!"

Murphy stammered: "Damn, don't you believe in my character like this, why don't you say that the sacrifice spirit has been holding back for a long time?"

As soon as Murphy finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and the eyes of a group of lesbians were glowing, and the fire of gossip was blazing.

"Hahaha!"

A wild voice laughed in the crowd, it was a burly woman, who was high-fived with her girlfriends, and said, "I'll just say he's a dog!

She waved her thick arms and shuttled through the crowd: "Come on, come on, admit defeat in betting, and take the money!"

Many of the women looked depressed and reluctantly took out coins to the winner.

"It's over, my reputation is completely ruined!" Murphy hid his face, wanting to cry without tears.

Uncle De didn't care about these, he insisted that Murphy choose a woman, in his words, as a tribal worship, it represents status, decency, that is the elite of the tribe.

And the elite has to leave more descendants of the elite, so that the tribe can be stronger, the bloodline of the descendants is more excellent, the tribe is cursed by the ancestors, the whole clan is degrading, if it is not for this method, maybe it will be completely extinct many years ago.

"If nothing else, let's just say that the tribal boss, he has seven sons and five daughters!" Uncle De kept doing Murphy's ideological work.

"Affection treats the master like a chalk!" murmured Murphy.

Uncle De grinded hard and hard, and asked Murphy to choose one for life or death, and finally Murphy couldn't stand it, he pointed to a thin little girl outside the house and said, "It's her!"