Bonfires are raised in this area.

Not just one, but dozens of bonfires burned in the Flame Tribe.

Shining in all directions, like daylight, dispel the cold.

When night fell, everything in the Great Wilderness became silent, and there were countless eyes in the darkness staring at the tribe of fire.

However, instead of the greed and longing that they had before, they quietly watched with a gaze of extreme awe and fear.

That is, respect for the strong, this is the most basic law!

"Whew!"

The fire, blowing whirring, under the blowing of the breeze, swayed from side to side, like a dancer in the flames, enthusiastic and mighty.

Within the Flame Tribe, the atmosphere is extremely warm, and it is active in a cheerful world.

"On this day, let's drink heartily, open our stomachs, and let go of eating!"

"Whoa!!"

The fallen leaves are swaying, the catkins are fluttering, and the spiritual bitter willows are also swaying in the bonfire, showing their flexibility and femininity.

They are unable to move their bodies, and at this moment, they also join the crowd in a different and unique way.

However, unlike ordinary banquets, the people of the Yan tribe do not have those entertainment activities of singing and dancing now.

They are now happily cleaning up the flesh of these spirit beasts.

For the clansmen of the Flame Tribe, sorting out these spirit beast meat is the most beautiful activity!

Happier than dancing and singing!

Born in the primordial zone, they have understood since innate what is the most precious, what can be replaced, and what is irreplaceable!

"It's so much, it's too much to eat!" One of the clansmen sighed, but his face was full of happy smiles.

"Hahaha, if you can't finish eating, don't be afraid, the rest will be stored in the cellar!" An extremely industrious woman chuckled as she was ready to slaughter and divide the pieces.

However, these spirit beasts are quite difficult to clean up, and the fur on their bodies is already difficult to clean, not to mention that some of the muscles are like steel.

Ordinary knives and guns are difficult to cut down!

This part of the work can only be done by Hua Fei himself.

It was also to cut these pieces of flesh that Hua Fei forged some new sharp blades for them, which were no longer made of silver trees, but were fed into some hard and precious ores in the jungle.

These finely crushed ores, which are used to make blades, are found under the rivers on the side.

The Wilderness Guide to the Primordial Zones has become increasingly difficult to use, but it is very useful in this matter.

It also gave guidance for Huafei to find these real big veins in the future.

"These are carried to the cellar, and the large pile of spirit beast meat is put aside first, as the staple food of today, if it is not enough to eat, then go to the cellar to get it."

Hua Fei looked at a piece of meat more than twenty years old and said, this is the staple food tonight, and it should weigh several tons.

For this classification, Hua Fei also built a huge house to pile up the feathers and scale armor and furs of these dead spirit beasts.

These are all treasures and treasures in the Great Wilderness!

The thick savage atmosphere diffused in the Yan tribe, the bitter willow catkins fluttered, and the light fragrance caressed the smell of the tribe.

"I like this kind of atmosphere in which all the people are involved."

Hua Fei lifted a piece of flesh and skin, and the fat flicked one by one, and the flesh was crystal clear, like crystal meat, and slowly walked into the cellar.

Around him, they were all carrying pieces of spirit beast meat together, with smiles on their faces, and some with small dimples.

"Hey, hey!"

The weight on your shoulders is the weight of happiness!

"Today, I got a name, I got a huge amount of food, and I got a lot of harvest!" Many people are filled with longing for tomorrow.

Walking up the stairs and back to the ground, Hua Fei looked at the subtle lights in the tribe, as if he saw the appearance of the lights of ten thousand homes in the future.

He walked and wandered around the tribe, far, far away

Some of the clansmen began to process the multi-ton piece of meat!

"Oh! Clear! ”

A little boy who had just been named Ye Fan was very naughty, climbed onto this huge piece of meat, waved his white and tender palm, and hit it.

There was a soft thumping sound.

He also practiced boxing, and his strength was also a little bully among his peers!

"Come down, you naughty little monkey, if you don't come down, I'll beat your ass with a bamboo weave!"

Ye Fan's mother is a very simple and pungent woman, her name is Ye Rong, this is a family, and Hua Fei took the same surname.

Ye Rong stuck her waist, her face was dark, and the breath of qi and blood on her body was not weak, and between speaking, she was about to take out the bamboo weaving.

"Don't, A-Niang, it's my mistake, I'll come down, I'll come down."

The extremely delicate and immature appearance on Ye Fan's face, when he heard his mother's words, his face drooped, and he became like a crying face.

"Don't slap me, it's decided, I'll come down right away." Ye Fan turned his head step by step, looking at his mother, as if he was wary of a tigress.

"Hurry up!" Ye Rong clapped her hands lightly, and planned to catch this kid after Ye Fan came down.

"Damn, don't be angry, don't be angry, this meat, just wash it frequently!"

The surrounding clansmen also looked at this interesting scene and smiled in their hearts.

"No, this kid is all sabotage, see if I don't clean him up!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan's small body fell to the ground with a snap, and then, he stepped away from his short legs, kicked up the dust, and ran into the distance without looking back!

"Hey, hey, no one wants to catch me!"

Ye Fan's immature face changed very quickly, and he was still bitter before, but he immediately became a hippie smile.

"Hey!"

"Stinky boy!"

Ye Rong slapped her thigh and screamed, but she didn't catch up.

She herself is also a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and besides, she still has things to do now, and someone has to deal with the pile of meat in front of her.

"Hahaha, there is a kid who is so happy, and the days are colorful!"

A female clansman with a turnip head tied to the side chuckled.

Ye Rong shook her head, "I'm tired." ”

"Let's take care of these pieces of meat quickly, such a big piece of meat, it should be very late, the tribe is hungry!"

"Come on, come on, do it!"

Then, there was a sound of knives grinding, the sound of cutting wafted, and then, beside the bonfire, the smell of meat wafted away.

This is the most quaint taste, how many epochs later, the people who grew up from the tribe of flames have achieved unimaginable realms, but this taste is difficult to find......

"Hahaha!"

Ye Fan was very naughty, there were no children in the tribe who were the same age as him, either seven or eight years older than him, or three or four years older than him.

There is no loneliness, but it is very naughty, but it makes other children a little helpless.

"Huh."

"Hello."

Ye Fan's small body jumped and ran to the burial area in the tribe, where there was a stone tablet with the word 'tomb' engraved on it.

There was a person sitting cross-legged on the side, Ye Fan, greeting him.

"Good evening."

Hua Fei turned his head and smiled kindly, beside him, there were spears and longbows wrapped in mysterious clouds.

Touching Ye Fan's head, he looked at the tribal bonfire from afar.