Prehistoric Woman Age

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    Going out second is more likely to be a little later!

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    Just as the patriarch of the Guantao clan was happily helping An’er sort out the needs of the shark clan head of the Taoyang clan, his brows furrowed even more, and he stared at him with extremely sharp eagle eyes. Sight matters. Some of his thoughts were directly reflected in his fierceness and asked: "Do you have so many backpacks? How many cans of sea salt are you going to change?"

    "Woman! Woman! Can you be polite to me? Don't you have a name?" An'er was already unhappy with the name "woman" and finally erupted like a volcano. If the old lady is happy, she will not give you a hair if she is unhappy!

    The patriarch Guantao piled up the appropriate size and piled them up on An'er and the others happened to hear her frantic and shyly approached and asked, "Female... What's your name? What's your name? "

    An'er squinted at the angry patriarch Shark, facing the chrysanthemum-faced Elder Guantao, but smiled like a flower: "My name is Elder Lin, you can just call me An'er!"

    Lin An'er was completely annoyed by him! Depend on! Your family is amazing? Meow, don't your big clan also ask the old lady in a low voice to exchange the back basket for you? snort! You have your time to ask for it!

    An'er said lukewarmly: "We are the Atayal tribe in the forest tribe. Worshiping the dragon is also a branch of the dragon tribe!"

    The Atayal sacrifice is indeed a kind of four-legged snake similar to the four-legged snake. She thought that the Chinese capital was the dragon's and it was not wrong to say that it was the "dragon family"!

    "Dragon? Om Tansi?" Om Tansi is a legendary ancient tribe that is said to be blessed by divine beasts sent from heaven. This mythical beast is made up of nine animals with two horns like a camel. Mouth, eyes and ears like cows. The scales and beards are like eagles... It is said that the Om Tansi race. It has disappeared unknowingly. When An'er coined the word "Dragon Clan", the Shark Patriarch and the Guantao Clan elder couldn't help but exclaimed softly.

    The patriarch of the Guantao clan knew the dragon clan better. A large number of snakes are developed from a branch of the dragon family. Among the tribes under the control of the Snake tribe, there are many large tribes like the Guantao tribe. He secretly glanced again in the direction An'er came from. There's so much piles up there that it's impossible not to covet. Could it be a large tribe of the Snake Clan? But...Tai seems to have never heard of it...the market a few years ago. I've never seen anyone from this tribe show up!

    "Woman... An'er! Can you draw your sacrificial totem?" The anger on the face of the shark chief asked him solemnly. It is said that the four-legged snake worshipped by the ocean clan is a side branch of the dragon clan. He moved to the seaside to avoid a fire.

    The Ocean Clan has never extinguished the idea of ​​returning to the Dragon Clan. The patriarchs of all generations must find ways to find orthodox totems that are allowed to continue to sacrifice to the legendary beasts and dragons. Before the death of the patriarch of the previous generation, he took out a worn out picture with a dragon on it and repeatedly said that only those who can draw the appearance of a dragon are the true descendants of the dragon family.

    Hundreds of years later, it is said that the orthodox dragon family has been extinguished in that fire, and no one can clearly remember the appearance of the dragon totem. And the animal skin of their tribe has become blurred due to the time, only the appearance of the dragon can be roughly seen...

    An'er was keenly aware that the shark of the ocean clan heard "the dragon exuded a kind of urgency, as if a lost person had heard a message from his family. She thought: "Give me a picture I'll draw it for you when I'm ready! "

    Her voice, the shark patriarch had already roared at their tribe, a burly and black trot, handing the leather in his hands to his patriarch.

    An'er took the shark's hand and walked slowly to a wooden stick that was half burned in the fire. After being extinguished, it became a charcoal pen in her hand. As an excellent creature, drawing some anatomical diagrams or gene chains is a necessary skill. It was not difficult for her.

    When a lifelike flying dragon appeared in front of the shark and the patriarch Guantao, they both breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, only the Nine Heavens Divine Beast that has disappeared for a long time—has such a mighty appearance! Especially seeing that this is more awe-inspiring than the one on the animal skin that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

    He took a breath and the expression on An's face softened a lot: "Can you take me to see your patriarch?"

    "Our patriarch went to pick up firewood! If you want to exchange the sack, I can fully represent him!" An'er casually shook it at him, obviously not interested in this stinky fart.

     Picking up firewood? The dignified family actually went to pick up firewood in person? Patriarch Guantao and Patriarch Shark looked at each other and turned their eyes away at the same time. Shark coughed and said, "Let's talk about the exchange of sea salt first. How many backpacks do you have to exchange for sea salt?"

    "Two!" An'er picked up the words urgently needed in the tribe and spat out two words.

    "Pfft—" Guan Tao and one of the two members of his tribe who helped him sort out the pots didn't laugh out loud.

    "What?" Shark couldn't believe himself, he stared at An'er as if he wanted to eat people.

    A Tu Xiang An'er had already raised the crossbow in his hand. What the patriarch gave him was to protect him, as long as this savage guy dared to have anything in his hands, he would shoot through his chest.

    Shark glanced at what he had never seen in his hands, but did not make too much angrily and asked: "Are you kidding me? Just give us two! The more than 30 Ocean Clan and Guantao Clan are half and half!"

    "Chief Shark! Don't go too far! Is it easy for us to be bullied by the Guantao tribe when we interrupt the deal we've already made?" hostile. There is absolutely no mediocre person who can sit on the patriarch. Especially patriarchs like Guantao are one in a thousand. Although he usually speaks well, but when it comes to principled absolutes, he will not give in an inch.

    An'er is not happy with the arrogance of the shark, and she turned around impatiently: "The back basket is that I can exchange it for anyone I want to exchange for as much as I want! The shark patriarch is going to destroy the market. Forced exchange?"

    The shark was about to turn into a fire-breathing shark, but in order to carry the basket, he forced himself to hold back and take a deep breath. He said, "On behalf of Hai, I sincerely ask you to show your sincerity!"

    An'er looked at it for a long time with a half-smile, and said, "Can't you get it early? Even though you Ocean Race are in the market, you should treat the exchange party with an equal attitude. Forced buying is unacceptable. !"

    After the lesson, Shaan An'er instructed Ah Tu and inspected the pottery pots selected by the Guantao tribe, although the size was within an acceptable range. Now the pottery is pure hand requiring it without any is impossible.

    Pack the pottery in several pieces and carry one for each person. An'er turned her head to the patriarch Guantao and said, "Please, Guantao, send a few people to pick up the basket with me."

    "What about me?" When had he suffered this as a teenager, but he couldn't feel aggrieved in his heart.

    Seeing that he was no longer moving, An'er glared at him, and picked him up, "Come along too!"

    An'er brought more than 30 clay pots back to the tribe camp with two backpacks. Yuan Asang brought Kong Kong to greet him. Ah Sang took An'er's back and said, "Let me carry it. It would be strange if the patriarch didn't scold you to death when he saw that you carried such a heavy back! Wow! How much prey is needed for so many! Do you want to think about it again? No? Are we going to change some people back?"

      Patriarch Taona's idea of ​​expanding the population...

    An Erxiao did not open Atu, but interjected excitedly: "These do not need to be exchanged for prey! An'er talks with the patriarch of the Guantao Clan and the Patriarch of the Ocean Clan with a backpack!"

    "Backpack? No wonder An'er asked us to bring so many backpacks! You must be something...before nothing..." After Asang scratched, he vaguely remembered what An'er had said. He can't remember for a while!

      I proposed to bring some over if I needed it! Ji, quickly count out thirty-six for the warriors of the Guantao tribe to take back!"