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No man can bear to have his woman running around outside while they sit in the cave waiting. Even though Wu Xiyue was heartbroken that they were so sunburned, she herself was not much better, and the sunburn was almost healed.

.If you look carefully, you can still see that many places are still red, which is new skin growth.

Wu Xiyue still thought about finishing talking to Yang Luo and then going back to make some mint juice and apply it on her skin. What she didn't expect was that the witch doctor of the Yamo tribe had already sent the mint juice to a woman.

"Wizard Moon, this is the herbal juice made by the witch doctor. He said that you must be itchy after being exposed in the sun for several days. These herbal juices are the same ones you gave him last time. There are no other herbs mixed in.

All are herbal juices that are very cooling when applied to the body.”

The woman usually walked around the witch doctor the most, and she spoke quite fluently. She only said it was herbal juice but did not say which kind it was. It could be seen that the witch doctor did not tell her it was mint leaves.

The witch doctor does not tell the tribesmen the names and identification of various herbs.

Wu Xiyue took the mint packed in the gourd and smiled at the woman: "Go back to Fu and tell him to remember to get more. Now is a good season for collecting herbs. Let him go to the forest to dig out more herbs."

Together with the woman, she gave the mint juice to the two men beside her, "Hey, applying this to your body will make it less painful. Don't go out in the sun in the future. The sun is the hottest and most poisonous when it is directly on your head. You

Just find a shaded place to hide."

Mang took the herbal medicine and said softly: "You, you are also sunburned. Your shoulders are all red, let me apply some for you first. The matter is not urgent. Yang Luo has to meet with several tribal leaders these days.

I’m all building up my strength.” Not to mention, when I saw Yang Luo today, I realized that he had gained a lot of weight in the past few days.

"I'm all healed, but you're the one who's scary." Wu Xiyue glanced meaningfully at Yan Mang's chest muscles, wiping the corners of her mouth and saying meaningfully: "I don't want to kiss... and cause the dead skin to come out.

Tsk tsk tsk, I feel sick just thinking about it.”

The girls in the Celestial Dynasty are getting ready to make some moves recently, and it seems that the matter of eating mango cannot be delayed.

My balls hurt... Let her think about it again. She can take a break from eating, but things like territory and natural disasters won't wait for her to take a break.

After listening to the cry, Han Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Mang's chest several times, and said in a cold and pertinent voice: "Mang's skin is more tender than that of women. You'd better listen to Yue and heal the sunburn first. I'll take care of other things."

Just give it to me, Wolf King, and do it." The word "do" is very emphatic, and its profound meaning is self-evident.

Although territory is important, intimacy with a woman is equally important.

Mang glared at him, this guy just wanted to hold Yue and make out, hum! Yue is so busy right now, how can he be in the mood to make out with you.

The three of them chatted nonchalantly and arrived at Yangluo's cave. When they entered the cave, the three of them straightened their faces at the same time, with such indifferent expressions that even the Yamo tribesmen in the cave did not dare to look directly at them.

Yang Luo was wrestling with a man. It was a very simple and barbaric wrestling. There were no tricks in it. He just fell and he didn't know where to pick. His illness had all been cured. This time, after a serious illness, he was wrestling with four

When the tribal leaders met for the first time, Yang Luo vowed to avenge the shame of being looked down upon by the leaders before.

Yang Luo knocked the man down hard and pinned him down. He laughed at Wu Xiyue and said, "Wizard Yue, I recently found that my strength is getting stronger day by day. Hahaha, let's see who can survive when we meet them this time.

You dare to take advantage of my Yamo tribe’s territory!”

There are no bugs in my body, and I eat well and sleep well, so I naturally recover well.

Wu Xiyue randomly found a place to sit down cross-legged. The cave was deep and the entrance was large, so the entire cave was cool and refreshing, without any heat. If you sit in the deepest part, you can still feel a hint of coldness.

After Yang Luo finished drinking the mountain spring water from a large bamboo can, Wu Xiyue pointed to the opposite side of her and said, "Yang Luo, sit down and I'll tell you about Mohe." Shunli wanted to tell him to make plans for the drought in advance.

That’s it.

"What you want to say is that Mo Heshui has done a lot of things, right?" Yang Luo wiped the water on his chin, sat down and said cheerfully to Wu Xiyue: "The three men who went with you just told me;

I guess I haven’t told you that the water in the Mo River will not be very deep every day, there will always be a period of time when it becomes much lower.”

Wu Xiyue pursed her lips and said solemnly: "It has not rained for a long time, Yangluo. It seems that there is still a lot of water in the Mo River, but if it never rains, the Mo River will dry up no matter how wide or deep it is.

At some point, all of our tribe will die from drinking too much."

"As long as there is water in the Mo River, I don't think the tribesmen will have no water to drink. But since Wizard Yue said that there may be no water, can you tell me what we should do?" Yang

Luo's face didn't look as solemn as when he heard Wu Xiyue talk about the drought last time, and he looked a little disapproving.

Wu Xiyue's heart sank. She hadn't seen him for a few days... How could Yang Luo notice such a big change in his attitude? Did someone say something in his ear? That made him not optimistic about the drought?

Seeing his disapproving treatment, Wu Xiyue couldn't help but feel chilled; she still thought about things too simply, thinking that they would definitely listen to what she said. She was not a member of the same tribe... but it was still difficult for her to believe her in the end.

Suddenly, she thought about the indifference of the great wizard. Was it because he had long known the indifference of these great leaders on certain matters, so he only chose to protect the territory instead of protecting the tribesmen?

If he didn't say it, Wu Xiyue wouldn't waste any time arguing, so she said: "I can't think of any other way for now. Since you think it will affect the Wang Yimo tribe, just pretend that I didn't say it." The topic changed and Wu Xiyue changed the subject.

Asked when he would start going to Stone Forest again.

After some persuasion by Amida, Yang Luo's fear of drought had long since faded away; now that he saw that Wizard Yue seemed to be a little unconcerned about the drought, the last worry in his heart was dissipated.

In contrast, he is still more concerned about whether Wizard Yue can obtain territory and whether his Yamo tribe can become the most powerful tribe.

"When the tribesmen I sent to the Luogeng tribe come back, they can go to the Stone Forest immediately. After walking for so long, I think they will return to the tribe soon." Yang Luo no longer mentioned the drought. He focused entirely on how to replace the problem.

The story about Wizard Moon getting territory.

This is her first condition. Only when he completes it will she know how she can deal with the Luogeng tribe.

Wu Xiyue felt even more disheartened. Even though Yang Luo was a big leader, his consciousness was far from long enough... I believe he was not the only one to be like this, but other tribesmen were probably the same as well.

Drought is also a difficult problem to solve in modern times, even if it is prevented before it happens, it will not help.

And what should she do?

Back in the cave, Wu Xiyue was lying on the hay, thinking about the drought. She couldn't understand why there were no mountains and streams that could be seen at any time in such a fertile territory. Compared with the jungles in the Mohe area, here

The water source is pitiful.

Wu Xiyue's body has reached its limit due to the continuous rush. Coupled with the mental pressure, the girl who originally thought about things with her eyes wide open closed her eyes at some point.

After spending some time with the tribesmen who had returned from the hunt, Ciao and Mang returned to the cave and saw the woman's face with her brows furrowed even after she fell asleep.

He cried and bent down to carry her into the cave, where it was much cooler deep inside.

Behind him, Mang picked up all the hay and rushed to lay it out again in front of Xiu. He also put a piece of animal skin on it before letting Wu Xiyue lie down. The fingers of Xiu's hand brushed away the broken hair covering her forehead, and Mang sighed: "

Yue has always been handling matters in the territory, but the two of us can’t do anything to help.”

In the jungles around Mohe, Mang, the leader of the Geli tribe, was a man feared by various small tribes. Then when he went outside..., Mang realized how big the tribes outside were, and he... was not considered a leader in their eyes. Quite.

Most of them are similar to Sang Sai and others.

It is certain that his self-esteem has been hit. Fortunately, Mang firmly believes that he is not a weak and incompetent man. He is confident that as long as he has a territory of his own, he will definitely lead his people to live a better life.

"We are foreigners, and we can't get any territory here. Yue is a wizard. No matter where she goes, if she is willing to stay, there will definitely be a territory that belongs to her. Mang, what we can't do now, we will do in the future.

This is the territory of Guardian Yue, and no foreigners are allowed to come to Jian'er." Tiao thoughtfully covered Wu Xiyue's belly with a small animal skin to prevent her from catching cold.

There is darkness in the depths of the cave, and with just one turn, it belongs to the light. The crying face appears even more handsome in the semi-darkness, and the calmness in the deep cold eyes is not something that the tribesmen can understand.

Mang sat down and looked at his woman carefully. Sometimes just sitting next to her would give him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

He sighed helplessly: "If there was no more moon around, we would have died in the fire long ago. Leaving our own territory, I never thought that one day... I would have no time at all, even

There is no way to get even a piece of territory of your own.”

Before reaching the outside of Mohe, he even thought about simply grabbing a piece of territory belonging to the Gri tribe. Looking back now, Mang himself felt that the idea at that time was too ridiculous.

Robbery, what could he use to rob a tribe with so many people?

"You've been getting more and more annoyed lately." Tiao looked at him coldly, pursed her thin lips slightly, "Tell me, do you have something on your mind? You want to say it but you dare not say it?"

This bastard, doesn’t he want to take the Gri tribe members away with him?

Mang's expression froze slightly, but soon returned to normal. He smiled and said, "What do you think? I just see Yue running around for our people, and I feel very uncomfortable." He couldn't help with anything, and he felt like he was suddenly out of control.

It's like it's of no use anymore.

In front of women...it's useless at all.

He clearly had thoughts in his mind but was unwilling to say them out. His eyes darkened as he cried, worried that Mang would leave because he had no territory. It seemed that he needed to mention it to Yue. The Gri tribe... might as well merge.

Come to Cangcuo tribe.

Let Mang feel at ease, let the Gri tribe members also feel at ease.

Both of them fell silent, each thinking about their own thoughts. The only sound of breathing of three people could be heard in the cave.

When Wu Xiyue woke up, it was already dark, and there was no sound at all in the cave. After yawning a few times, Wu Xiyue got up and walked out of the cave. Looking down... she could see the bonfires dotted on the grass.

The Yamo people stood around the fire waiting for the raw meat to be roasted.

The night is like cool water, without the heat of the day, making the entire starry sky so clear and cool.

Wu Xiyue stood outside the cave for a while, but saw Hada being pulled out by a woman. Uh... Hada, Sangrila? Damn it! What's there to fight between the two of them? Where's Yang Mu?

"Why didn't you come to the Yamo tribe when you came to me?" Sangrila put her hands on her hips and asked Hada aggrievedly, "You bastard, if I didn't come to find you, wouldn't you come to me?"

Wu Xiyue was so focused that her petty thoughts were raised in her throat. Go to hell! After she left, why did she blame Hada for not coming out to find her? Damn it, Hada now has Yang Mu by his side, why are you so embarrassed?

Hada, Hada, if you dare to say something that makes my sister unhappy, hum! Waiting to be beaten by Yang Mu!

Sangrila was very angry, and it would be okay if she really left. But now they are in the Yamo tribe, and Hada didn't even come out to find her! Seeing that the other party was as dead as a piece of wood and remained silent, Sangrila was so angry that she left without a fight.

, "Speak to me! You can't speak anymore?"

"Hada, you bastard! I came out to find you, but you still didn't say anything! You didn't even hug me!"

"Go to hell, go to hell! Go to hell!"

Sangrila cursed and found that the man didn't move at all, so he started punching and stamping him. As a result..., Hada still didn't move, and he kicked her no matter what she said, but didn't say anything.
To be continued...