After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1172 Inspirational
After the song "Farewell My Concubine" was played, Xiao Se was almost dehydrated.

Ye Feng immediately rushed over to support her and asked worriedly: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"I haven't fought for a long time, and my hand is almost broken." Xiao Se, who was so majestic just now, instantly transformed into pampas grass in front of Ye Feng, looking extremely weak.

Ye Feng took the drum sticks away from Xiao Se's hand and said angrily, "If I knew you were playing drums like this, I would never make a big drum."

It took too much of Arthur's physical strength. Every stroke required physical strength. Arthur's physical strength was just right, and it was all spent. Alas.

"But do I like it?" Xiao Se grabbed Ye Feng's arm, shook it gently, and said coquettishly, "If you are happy, you should also be happy with me, okay?"

Whatever Ye Feng could do, he had to follow her: "No more fighting next time."

"No way, your strength will come back after more rest. You don't need your physical strength today, and you can't save it for tomorrow." Xiao Se said righteously, "This strength is used today, but it will come back tomorrow."

This absurd reasoning made Ye Feng laugh: "You know that I am soft-hearted, so I will carry you back to the house now."

Xiao Se hung his hands around Ye Feng's neck: "I'll take a shower first. I'm sweating and it stinks."

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to take a bath and have people guard you outside. No one dares to come." Night Breeze hugged Princess Xiao Se.

This was also said extremely loudly, and almost everyone in the tribe could hear it.

The clansmen don't understand what the clan leader means. I want to take a bath with Arthur, so don't go to the bathhouse. Do you hear me?

all heard.

Ye Feng hugged Xiao Se and left. The tribesmen who had been silent just now started roaring and shouting excitedly.

"Is this the big drum?"

"This is the big drum!"

"Why is this different from the drum sound on the city wall?"

"What's the difference? It's the same, except that the tribesmen just keep banging, which doesn't sound good at all. Arthur's knocking sounds good."

"Yes, yes, Arthur knocks nicely, I will knock too."

The tribesman took the drum stick and knocked on the drum surface, bang, nothing special.

He took the drum stick and beat it continuously, but apart from the sound, it still didn't sound good.

"Oh, you can't do it, I'll do it."

The knocking of this tribe also has sound, but no melody.

"I come."

The tribesmen rushed to beat the drums, and then heard the drumming sound coming from the tribe.

The drummers on the city wall, listening to the drumming just now, were so excited that they wanted to play drums.

They also heard it just now. The sound of Arthur's drums was a little different from theirs. Theirs was louder, brighter, deeper and duller.

If they knock, the entire tribe will come and beat them up.

After all, their drums were used to inform the tribesmen about the conditions outside the city walls, not to entertain them.

Ah Ri looked at the big drum and was eager to try it: "Ah Sheng, I want to give it a try."

Changsheng, with a cold face, nodded slightly: "Yes."

Ah Ri got Changsheng's nod, and as the tribesmen squeezed in, it was his turn. He took the drum stick and struck hard on the drum surface.

Boom!
The sound was deafening, and Ah Ri almost jumped up in joy. He liked this feeling and this strength.

He knocked on it more than a dozen times and quickly ran to Chang Sheng, his whole body full of excitement: "A Sheng, that big drum is fun, I like it, you say I can let Arthur teach me, okay?"

Changsheng glanced in the direction of the bathhouse: "It depends on whether Arthur can teach you?"

"Definitely." A'ri patted her chest and assured, "I have a good relationship with her."

Chang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly.Ah Ri immediately changed his mind: "I mean, my friendship with Arthur is better than other people's. After all, we have a common friend, you."

Changsheng pursed his lips slightly: "There is only one drum."

"That doesn't matter." Ah Ri didn't care. "Those who want to learn how to make the drum themselves can just let Arthur teach us."

Chang Sheng didn't want to persuade him anymore, so he tried to persuade him himself. Ah Ri said that it was like he didn't persuade him. He had to wait for the clan leader to come and look at you to see if you still dare to trouble Arthur.

Even if he didn't speak, Ah Ri could see Chang Sheng's thoughts: "A Sheng, do you think the patriarch won't let Arthur teach us?"

Changsheng asked him, "What do you think?"

"I think the patriarch will ask Arthur to teach us." Ah Ri sat next to him, "Think about it, the sound of this big drum requires strength. The most important thing is that we are very excited to hear this sound."

"If all our tribe members learn how to play drums, when the beasts gather, I think that just by playing the drums, we can scare away the beasts."

Chang Sheng looked at the innocent Ah Ri and really didn't want to hit him.

Ah Ri has just experienced a gathering of wild beasts, and he has experienced it several times. Do you really think that you can scare them away with the sound of drums?
They are not even afraid of fire, but they are afraid of the sound of drums. They are so naive.

When Ah Ri saw Changsheng didn't answer him, he bumped into him with his shoulder: "Why don't you speak? Do you not believe it?"

"Believe it." No matter what you say makes no sense, I believe it.

Ah Ri smiled: "That's pretty much it. Do you want to knock it on?"

Changsheng shook his head: "No need."

Ahri took his hand and pushed towards the tribesmen: "But I want to see you play the drum, come on, hurry up."

Changsheng was pulled by Ah Ri and squeezed into the crowd, waiting for the drums to be played. His face was helpless, but he did not turn around and leave.

After beating the big drum, Fengsheng ran to Ah Cha and asked for praise: "How was it? Did I play loudly?"

"Yeah, loud." Ah Cha's eyebrows were crooked and he smiled so cutely, "If you study more, you might be able to play the drums like Arthur."

This is also a compliment for the harvest, because it was Ah Cha who suggested it.

Fengshou grabbed Acha's finger and shook it gently: "I really want to play the drums for you, but I don't know how. What should I do?"

It started, it started again.

When Ah Cha saw Fengshou pinching her fingers to act coquettishly, she couldn't refuse and blushed: "Actually, it's okay if you don't listen."

Fengshou carefully picked up Ah Cha's fingers, with a look of grievance on his face: "But I want to call you, it only belongs to you."

No, the drum is so loud that everyone can hear it as long as it is struck. Don't believe him.

There was a villain in Ah Cha's mind, but she said, "Let me ask Arthur if he wants to teach you?"

The harvest moment was like a cat stealing fish, and his whole body was filled with joy: "Really? Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you?"

Ah Cha really wanted to squash him, but her hands were itchy.

She bit her lip and gritted her teeth: "If you say such things again, I won't talk to you."

Fengshou saw that Ah Cha was angry, so he quickly changed his character: "Okay, okay, I listen to you. Don't bite, it will make me feel bad."

He came close to Ah Cha and gently rubbed his thumb on her lower lip with tooth marks. His eyes were filled with affection and his mouth was filled with honey: "If you want to bite it, I'll bite it for you when you get home later!"

Her voice was so low that only Ah Cha could hear it, as tender as wind and as warm as cotton wool.

Ah Cha felt like she was surrounded by a ball of fire, and stamped her feet in embarrassment: "You are not allowed to come to my house tonight!"

Run quickly.

Behind him was the big bad wolf who wanted to catch Little Red Riding Hood, making hey sounds.

(End of this chapter)