I am a chief in a primitive tribe

After leaving the thatched house, Mu Feng returned to the cave where he lived.

There was very little in the cave, thatch, hides, and stone jars, and nothing else.

Mu Feng sighed again: "Anyway, I am also a big chief, and even the place where I live is so shabby! It seems that many basic things in the tribe have to be made!" He

said to himself: "The house where I live, daily utensils, daily necessities, ......"

He rubbed his head, lamenting that the transition from primitive society to modern society is indeed not easy.

"There are so many things, you can only come one by one!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "Do the more urgent and important things first!"

Thinking like this, he went to Mingguang again.

After all, after three times out hunting, Mingguang is very familiar with the introduction of wild beasts, and is obviously very familiar with the jungle.

Mu Feng just wanted him to play to his strengths and take him into the mountains to have a look.

"Mu Feng!" Sensing that Mu Feng was coming, Mingguang hurriedly ran out of his cave, "You have something to do with me?"

"Hmm!" Mu Feng looked at Mingguang with a sad expression, "What's the matter, Uncle Mingguang?"

Mingguang sighed: "Shuofeng is ......"

"Shuofeng!" Mu Feng's mind was suddenly shocked, and he immediately remembered.

Shuofeng is the son of Mingguang, and since he was a child, he has followed Mingguang to haunt the wild jungle, and his familiarity with the wild is no less than that of Mingguang.

The sour fruit that White Fang likes was first brought to her by Shuofeng.

The last time the Manglong tribe robbed the tribe, the reason why he was unconscious was because the people of the Manglong tribe smashed him with a big stick.

At that time, Shuofeng went head-on, blocked the blow for Mu Feng, and directly hit people ...... head

As for why he was "unconscious", it should be that after Shuofeng blocked a stick, he was hit again.

And it seems that the owner of his body, the original Mu Feng, should be dead, otherwise there would be no talk of his own crossing.

In any case, he ended up like this in order to save "himself", and Mu Feng couldn't ignore it.

"Shuofeng, how is he?" Mu Feng asked anxiously.

"He still hasn't woken up!" Mingguang had grief on his face, "I'm about to die now......

"Huh?" Remembering that Mingguang had been as usual in the past two days, and he didn't see any clues at all, he hurriedly asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It's useless!" Mingguang shook his head, "The old chief said, you two children are afraid that they won't survive, and whether you can wake up depends on the will of heaven." "

And the clan is in danger now, and the clan needs you more than we do......"

Mu Feng didn't care that Mingguang didn't finish speaking, and walked straight to the cave: "Shuofeng!"

Mingguang hurriedly followed.

Mu Feng came to the cave and saw a thick thatch on the ground, and a young man lying flat on the thatch, with a dark and thin face and sharp facial features.

It's just that the young man's eyes are closed right now, and his face is getting thinner and thinner because he hasn't eaten much for too many days, especially the small pieces of blood on his neck and ears, which look very bleak.

"Shuofeng!" Mu Feng's heart tightened, "Could it be ......"

"Alas......" Mingguang saw Mu Feng like this, and sighed helplessly.

Mu Feng stretched out his hand and carefully probed Shuo Feng's snort, and noticed that there was still an extremely weak breath, and the hanging heart was relieved.

As long as he still has breathing, he has a way to save Shuofeng!

"He's still saved!" Mu Feng hurriedly said this, so that Mingguang could rest assured.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Mingguang was stunned, and then said with great joy: "Really?"

Mu Feng nodded silently, turned his back to Mingguang, reached out to the top of Shuo Feng's head, and began to silently run the healing technique.

Suddenly, pale green points of light appeared in the cave, and after the points of light appeared, they began to rush towards Mu Feng's palm.

Mingguang sensed the abnormality and stared at these points of light with wide eyes.

"This is ......" Mingguang's eyes were filled with fanaticism, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

And Mu Feng naturally saw the green points of light around him, and he watched as these points of light converged towards his palm, and then poured into the top of Shuo Feng's head through his palm.

Unlike the last time he used to heal the old chief, this time he clearly felt a warm feeling when the green light rushed from his palm to the top of Shuofeng's head, and he felt very comfortable.

But then his eyelids fluttered, making him feel drowsy.

"I'll go, it turns out that this spell is so energy-consuming!" Mu Feng secretly bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from falling asleep, keeping his palm clasped on Shuo Feng's head.

About ten minutes, it was a great torment for Mu Feng - he was too sleepy!

But fortunately, Shuo Feng finally woke up!

After waking up, Shuo Feng opened his eyes, looked at Mu Feng who was holding his eyelids at the head of his bed, and then looked at Mingguang who was standing aside, and finally spoke: "Daddy, Mu Feng?"

"Wake up, finally wake up!" Mingguang was overjoyed and jumped up excitedly, "Great!".

And Shuofeng's aunt rushed to hear the news and cried with joy when she saw Shuofeng who had woken up.

Then the couple knelt on one knee, with one hand upward, towards Mu Feng: "Great Chief Xie!"

Shuo Feng, who had just sobered up, was stunned for a moment, and looked at Mu Feng: "Great Chief?"

Mu Feng waved his hand, forced his eyelids and said: "Uncle Mingguang, you go to the chicken coop to catch a big primitive chicken, kill it, wash it clean, find a stone jar, put the chicken in it, fill it with water, and stew it for Shuofeng to eat!"

"Use a stone jar, stew?" Mingguang was a little at a loss.

Mu Feng was helpless, so he had to say, "You go and clean the chicken, and then I'll stew it!"