After Feng Jiuyou fed the soft and soft, someone successively put the sliced meat on the animal skin.

Feng Jiuyou chewed without any taste, even a very firewood barbecue, she still swallowed it without changing her face.

It's just that I thought in my heart that the first thing I did was to hand over the craft of cooking to this backward tribe.

Time passed quietly, and it didn't take long for it to reach dusk, and seeing that Jianghuai and they didn't come back, Feng Jiuyou was also a little worried.

"Madam, I'll pick up the master." Seeing that the master hadn't come back for so long, he couldn't bear it anymore in the morning.

"Uncle Shen, you go along, be careful, bring these."

Feng Jiuyou used the cover of his cuffs to hand Shen Han a few mini mines, and the jungle at night was very dangerous.

"Yes."

Dark Yi and Shen Han didn't go far before they ran into the returning Jianghuai.

When he saw the blood stains on Jiang Huai's body, Feng Jiuyou's pupils suddenly constricted.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Don't worry, it's not my blood, we took a shortcut to get back, and we ran into other beasts."

Jiang Huai sensed Feng Jiuyou's worries, and his heart warmed. The hard work of these days has not been in vain, and Yuyou has finally become more interested in him.

Feng Jiu Youyan scanned it with his spiritual power, and found that Jiang Huai only had some small wounds on his body, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was then that she realized that she had fallen in love with the man in front of her.

It's not the dispensable state it used to be.

"Go and see if what you brought, if it suits your heart?" JAC shifted the subject.

Before leaving, the two looked at each other, and Jiang Huai knew Feng Jiuyou's thoughts, so he brought everything he could use.

The things that Jiang Huai and those warriors brought were all placed in the open space.

The people of the tribe had already surrounded them, but they were called away by the priest not long after.

This is the stuff of the wise, and the wise man can't move without speaking.

"It's getting dark, I'll tell them to set up the tent first, you go wash first, I'll make some food, and I'll eat later."

Feng Jiuyou glanced at the pile of things and spoke.

"Okay."

Dark One and Shen Han got the order, and hurriedly walked to the pile of supplies and took out the tent they had used before.

Because they had already done it before, they set up the tent in a short time.

The two tents were thus located in the clearing, and with the priest's advice, the tribesmen did not dare to approach them, but could only watch from a distance.

When the two tents were set up, the people of the tribe were already chattering.

The priest was discussing matters with the elders of the clan, but when he heard the report from the bamboo people, he also followed.

"Wise man, where did you get this artifact?" The priest asked.

"It's not a fetish, it's called a tent, and tomorrow I'll have someone teach you how to build a wooden house, it's much more practical than this tent."

"Good good ......"

The priest's eyes flashed, but he had heard the prophet say that the tribes of the outside world would not live in caves like them.

"I'm going to make food now, and if the priest doesn't dislike it, stay and eat together."

Feng Jiuyou thought of the barbecue at noon, although she was not good at medicine, but at least she had been with Wu Lao for a lot of time.

When I think of the barbecue eaten at noon and the facial features of the people of this tribe, I know that there is something wrong with their bodies.

will make the population of their tribe decrease year by year.

"Don't dislike, don't dislike."

The priest was so observant that he did not see any expression in the wise man when he ate the roast at noon.

He could see the look of shock and pity in the eyes of the others.

(End of chapter)