I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After staying on the mountain island for two days, Mu Feng asked the soldiers who came with him to fill up the vacancies on the side of the naturally formed fence, so that they could catch the cows and horses directly.

Mu Feng was surprised to find that there were more cows and horses inside and outside the island than last time.

He asked He Di, He Di excitedly showed him: I caught these from other places!

Mu Feng was very surprised, but he didn't expect that he would go hunting by himself.

It's just that this combination is impossible to think of anyway, no matter how much it catches, it will eventually be caught by Mu Feng.

In order to "reward" it, Mu Feng asked the soldiers to grill it with salted barbecue.

Obviously, for Heli, the salty food is supremely delicious.

Thunder Dragon watched with horror.

He watched the warchief sitting not far from Hetan, and watched Hetan open his blood basin and swallow the barbecue with his mouth wide.

He was really worried about whether the warchief would be able to avoid it if the ambivalence broke out.

It's just that this situation didn't happen at all. Instead, every time the warchief snorted in disgust, the huge monster would subconsciously look at Mu Feng vigilantly, and then hurriedly moved aside.

Looking at this posture, this huge face monster is afraid of the warchief!

Thunder Dragon couldn't understand what the warchief did to make this face monster fear him so much.

In his opinion, this may be the unique method of the beast master.

Finally, in his stunned tongue, this gangster almost ate a small half of the cow, and then rolled around on the ground with his swollen belly, not caring that his belly was up, and it might have been attacked by the triangle guy not far ...

Then Mu Feng began to choose dark horses in the livestock barn.

This time he was going to choose a dark horse for the soldiers of the dragon branch.

Now there are more than 5,000 Great Jiang Warriors together, and more than 4,500 people are left behind after several screenings.

In this way, the dark horse is not enough at once.

Even if you count the mounts such as orange and red deer, Jiang's dark horse still has a gap of about two thousand.

In other words, it would be worse for him to take all the dark horses in front of him.

In desperation, he had to let some warriors ride brown horses to replace them for a while, armored earth dragons, green horns, and even horned rhinoceros were assigned to him.

He thought that he had brought all the dark horses back here this time, and it would still be a lot worse. At that time, he could not discuss with the Blue Bird Department and go to Wanzhangyuan to see if he could catch more good horses.

Poor Heyi was bought by a barbecue, and he lay on the ground boredly watching Mu Feng and the **** warriors drive out a black horse from the natural pen.

In the end, there were only a few thin black horse herds left in the entire pen.

Mu Feng scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed when he saw that most of the pen was emptied in an instant.

He suddenly felt that his search this time was a bit "excessive".

But soon he comforted himself again: "If you put it here, I can't finish eating it, let me take it away, and I can make the best use of it! What's more, this product will go out hunting by itself, maybe next time. Can you catch a dark horse!"

After picking the dark horse, Mu Feng began to tell him to be honest and "housekeeping". He will soon bring people to stay here, and then someone will be here every day to make delicious barbecue for him.

After receiving Mu Feng's promise, he was naturally happily, and I didn't realize that the cows and horses that he had gathered so hard were more than half missing.

In the end, it even sent the wood wind out of the swamp, reluctant to follow it for a while before being counted as giving up.

Leilong looked at the back of Heyi's departure, and there was some silence in his heart...

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After Mu Feng left the mountain island with everyone, he didn't immediately return. What he had to do next was to find the river south, and then rode the dragon to the other side of the river to see if he could find the location of the river horns.

So the group of people walked around the marshland around the mountain island in a big circle and came to the southern part of the mountain island. They didn't know how many miles apart, and the mountain island was just as big as a palm from a distance.

Mu Feng and they also found the river before.

Then they drove the black horse westward along the river.

The north bank of the river where Mufeng and the others are located is an open grassland, but the other side of the river has a variety of topography-next to the south bank of the river is a grassy beach area of ​​one or two miles.

To the south of the grass beach is shrubs, mounds and woods.

In this way, they walked for a short half-day along the north bank of the Hebei, and they could always see the distant mountains and islands.

After half a day, they finally saw a piece of mounds and forests along the river bank that were getting higher and higher—the landscapes on both sides finally came to the same level!

Further forward is the forest, and Mu Feng and his party cannot drive the black horse in, so they have to stop where they are.

It's time for a decision to be made.

Returning to the original road, or by Mu Feng riding a dragon into the air, go to the high altitude on the other side of the river to see if there is any green smoke being set off.

This is the main purpose of his visit to the valley this time, to see if he can find the Hobbit.

This was a plan that he had planned long ago, and since he couldn't move forward now, he had to act according to the plan.

He instructed Thunder Dragon to wait with Li Wang and the others, optimistic about the dark horse.

Da Lei, Sha Lao San, and Sting Long and other fierce beasts would stay here to help take care of the horses.

Then he summoned the Eagle Feather Dragon, turned on the bird's back, and after whispering the command, the Eagle Feather Dragon fluttered a few times and rose off the ground.

Because they were around the river bank, the dragons circled and flew into the sky. After a few circles, Mu Feng couldn't distinguish between the east and the west.

Fortunately, there was still the sun in the sky. He followed the big dragon to make a rough judgment of the direction, and then looked at the river on the ground. After confirming, he pointed to the big dragon: Go over there!

The big dragon with the wooden wind on his back whirled in the air, then turned and flew in the direction he pointed.

The wooden wind is miserable.

Because it was late autumn, the dragon was taking him high in the sky, and the dragon was flying too fast, so it didn't take long for Mu Feng to feel that the wind was blowing in his ears.

Even if he thought of making a leather hat on his head in advance, he still couldn't help the wind permeate high in the sky.

Eye sockets, eyebrows, mouth corners...

But wherever it can come into contact with the air, it is faintly painful by the high-altitude wind.

The most terrible thing is under the crotch, which can no longer be described as cool...

He gritted his teeth to hold back Binghan and looked forward, before he even glanced at it, tears flowed down from the wind.

In desperation, he had to squint his eyes to reduce the wind blowing on his eyes, and tried his best to look forward and southwest-there should be the direction of the river buzzard.

What disappointed him was that nothing happened.

"Is it wrong?" Mu Feng thought to himself, "It is reasonable to say that Baiyue will set off smoke after receiving the letter, or is this river not the river of the river horns at all?"

Just when he was thinking of giving up, in a depression not far from him, not far from the "silver belt" on the ground, a black smoke curled upward!

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