The Extraordinary Exploration of Global Live Broadcast

The primitive man was talking to Wang Dali and others Jiligulu.

This is the language of primitive people, with only simple syllables, expressing information that is not too accurate.

Tang Ling couldn't understand it, and people watching the live broadcast all over the world couldn't understand it, and even Xia Guo's expert who specializes in ancient languages ​​couldn't understand it.

However, Wang Dali and Sophie understood.

Strong spiritual power can naturally stimulate one's own potential, such as the sixth sense, danger prediction, such as telepathy, and proficiency in language.

These are all abilities used by the spirit, almost instinct.

Sophie’s spiritual power comes from heredity, coupled with acquired stimulation and exercise, her spiritual power is much higher than that of Wang Dali.

Sophie didn't even wait for the primitive person to finish before she could understand what the other party wanted to express.

"You are heroes, thank you for saving us, and you are the messengers sent by Zhu Rongshen!" said a primitive dynasty headed by Dali.

"Zhu Rongshen?" Upon hearing this name, Wang Dali's heart speeded up inexplicably, as if an omnipresent force was interfering with the operation of his body.

"The messenger of Zhu Rongshen, I hope you can visit our Zhurong tribe, I am Flint!" The leading primitive man pointed to himself.

"My name is Wang Dali, let me call Dali!" Wang Dali also pointed to himself.

"Dali" Flint muttered twice and found that the name was very simple and easy to remember. He remembered it all at once, "Dali, Dali is good!"

Flint and Wang Dali shook hands heavily.

The audience was dumbfounded.

"God, Big Brother Dali is so slippery, and he talked to primitive people so soon—"

"Brother Dali clearly speaks Chinese, but how can he understand what primitive people say, and why can primitive people understand what Brother Dali says? It's too unscientific—"

"It's the language of consciousness. Brother Dali is using the language of consciousness to communicate--"

"Sophie Lori seems to understand--"

Tang Ling felt distressed, so she couldn't understand it. However, carefully observing the expression and body language of the primitive man, although the clever Tang Ling couldn't understand it, she could still guess something.

Tang Ling pulled Sophie over, and whispered, "Sophie, besides thanking us, what did the barbarian say specifically?"

"Sister Ah Ling doesn't understand?"

"I don't have your telepathy and language skills!" Tang Ling snorted.

"Oh well, that barbarian is not right, sister Ling, they are not barbarians. They are members of the Zhurong tribe. They are the same as the tribesmen in the Yan village outside. Although the living conditions are more difficult, they are not barbarians. They are very smart!"

"All right, what are they talking about?"

"Oh, they invited us to the Zhurong tribe as a guest. They said that we are heroes and the messengers of Zhurong God!" Sophie said.

"This is a good thing!" Tang Ling's eyes lit up, and the authorities sent her and Sophie in to find out about the situation here. If we can make friends with the natives here, it will be profitable and harmless!

"So, Brother Dali agreed. He is inquiring about the situation of the Zhurong tribe and the surrounding conditions around here" Su Fei suddenly yelled.

"What's wrong?"

"The Flint said that there is not only one of their tribes nearby, but there are several other tribes!" Sophie was surprised.

"There are other tribes?" Tang Ling was surprised. This is very good. Naturally, the more people, the better.

Wang Dali turned his head and looked at Tang Ling, yelling: "Let’s follow, let’s go to the Zhurong tribe to play. In order to repay our life-saving grace, please go to their tribe as a guest!"

"Then you must go!" Tang Ling and Sophie smiled openly, seeing that it was not early, they finally didn't have to sleep in the wilderness.

The Zhurong tribe immediately picked up the big snake, grabbed the poisonous scorpion, and led Wang Dali and his party back to the tribe.

In a bare mountain col, before the high cliffs of the igneous rock, a large village is located here. From a distance, you can see thatched houses, wooden houses, and earth-stone houses everywhere, and you can vaguely see the smoke rising from the houses.

On the high ridge, there is an observation deck, a fence at the intersection, etc., and occasionally there are warriors on patrol.

The tribe leader Zhu Chi and a group of elders greeted them at the entrance of the tribe.

"How do they know that we are coming?" Wang Dali sighed in his heart. Just now, he didn't see Flint and the others passing news at all.

When Huoshi and others saw the leader and elders coming to greet them, they hurried forward to report and recounted the situation of Wang Dali's assistance.

Wang Dali observed the leader of the Zhu Rong tribe. This woman named Zhu Chi did not seem to be very old, but she was seventeen or eighteen, her skin was white and red, her figure was hot, she wore leather armor, red feathers on her head, and white jade on her waist. Hang a steel knife in between.

It looks sassy and heroic, and it does have the style of a tribal leader.

"Thank you for the help of the three righteous men. I don't know where the righteous men came from?" Zhu Chi asked.

"I'm from the outside world, it's from the Xia country, mainly to explore the secret realm. I didn't want to go to the realm of the noble tribe. By coincidence, I helped the Flint Brothers and others expelled the poisonous scorpions!" Wang Dali responded honestly and politely.

"Oh, it turned out to be from Xia Country?"

Zhu Chi’s eyes lit up and she was very interested. She had heard about Xia Guo’s name, and immediately took Wang Dali’s hand eagerly, and laughed: "The righteous man is really fair and beautiful. Can you tell me about your Xia Guo’s Condition?"

"this is okay!"

Rao was Wang Dali and generous, and couldn't help but feel ashamed of Zhu Chi's heroism. After we met, I came up and grabbed my hand, really open! But the other female stream doesn't mind, he is a big man, if he tweaks it again, it would be too hypocritical.

"Several elders, treat these two girls well, I will talk to this righteous village!"

Zhu Chi took Wang Dali, asked each other about the names, and then started talking, "It's strange, how do I feel that the breath of Brother Dali looks like my god?"

"The **** the chief serves?"

"Of course it is Zhu Rong!" Zhu Chi took Wang Dali to the center of the tribal village, where a totem of Zhu Rong stood. The shape of the totem is relatively rough, with the image of a human head and a snake body, and it is impossible to distinguish between male and female. Wang Dali raised his eyes and was shocked by only one glance.