The appearance of the wild is as beautiful as a flower [System]

Beech is not ugly, even in the current Yanyi tribe, he can be regarded as beautiful, and there will only be more males in the tribe who pursue him.

"You promised?"

Mammoth shook his head: "Although I am a priest, I can't control this matter, and I can't control it. I can't force him to choose a bond with him because he is young. Moreover, he seems to be interested in the males who pursue him. They are not interesting." He is a priest, he has to consider for the tribe, and expand the population of the tribe, but he has been with Yuanfei for a long time, and he can no longer follow the old tribe's method, let the females reach their age and force them to form a bond, right? A good practice.

Yuan Fei lowered his eyes, pondered for a while, and said softly: "He has males he likes, and he naturally looks down on those who pursue him."

Mammoth was stunned by these words, and felt that Yuan Fei was too amazing. He could even know which female liked a male: "Does he have a male he likes? Who is it?" Didn't you see that Muju has a crush on any male in the tribe?

"You are a priest, who do you think you are?" As soon as the words came out, the question was thrown back to the mammoth.

How could the mammoth know, but Yuan Fei had already stood up: "Let's go." After saying that, he walked out of the tree hole.

"Hey——" Mammoth looked at the animal skin that was lifted and fallen, smiled, and muttered to himself: Nothing can escape Yuan Fei's eyes, and I don't know who the male Muju likes.

He counted a few males who could be regarded as brave in the tribe in his mind, but there was still no result.

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Yuan Fei came out of the mammoth and stood still in the cold wind for a while. He raised his head and looked at the sun covered in white mist in the sky. He didn't feel any warmth at all. After a while, he made a decision to go They found a place - the residence of the beeches.

People who met on the road bowed to Yuan Fei, who nodded in return.

The beech tree hole was behind the tribe and near the stone pile where the prey was kept in captivity. Yuan Fei was a few steps away from their hole entrance, and bumped into the beech that was coming out of the tree hole head-on.

Mu Ya held an empty bone bowl and poured the water in it. When he looked up, he saw the person at the entrance of the cave. He was stunned. After he realized it, he was a little nervous and bowed to Yuan Fei: "Yuan, the messenger of the Father God, you ,busy?"

Yuan Fei exhaled a layer of white mist from his nostrils, and his voice was clear and cold: "I'm looking for a beech."

"He's not there, he went to Clover's place." Mu Ya raised his head, and faced Yuan Fei squarely for the first time, a face that was more familiar than he imagined, and completely different from Mu Ju's breath, flexible and powerful, resolute and fearless, he Seeing that Yuan insisted on leaving, he subconsciously said: "It's cold, why don't you come in and have a drink of soup." After saying that, Mu Ya regretted it, but he didn't like to talk, so he didn't know what to say now. up.

"Okay, excuse me." Just when Mu Ya was a little at a loss, Yuan Fei replied.

Mu Ya was stunned for a moment, then frantically lifted the animal skin at the entrance of the cave, carefully protecting the tree cave roof, for fear that Yuan Fei would hit his head.

The tree hole is still warm, but the smell is not very good, there is a faint musty smell, apparently Mu Ya also noticed it, he immediately opened the vent in the tree hole, and then pointed to a stone bench covered with soft animal skin : "Sit down."

Yuan Fei was not polite and sat down directly.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet and awkward. Mu Ya just mentioned it. At this moment, in the tree hole, except for some dry roots roasting beside the burning fire, there was no hot soup. Mu Ya was sparsely hanging from the corner. He fished out two not so shriveled fruits from the grass basket, picked them, and handed them to Yuan Fei: "You eat this first, and I will cook a pot of good broth for you to eat." He often eats this kind of fruit. Seeing that the patriarch gave it to Yuan Fei, he thought Yuan Fei should like it.

It was not unnecessary, even though the food of the Yanyi tribe was enough for the winter, but because part of it was allocated to the Dayi tribe, now everyone is counting their own food and waiting to survive until the beginning of spring.

Mu Ya put the fruit on the stone bench next to Yuan Fei.Yuan Fei squeezed out a friendly smile, his smile was not obvious, his simple face was full of sincerity, this was the first time Yuan Fei saw him smile, after all, Mu Ya didn’t like to talk when I saw him usually, Very silent, not to mention too much expression.

"No—" Yuan Fei uttered a sound, but seeing that Mu Ya had already raised the bone knife to cut the flesh, he pursed the corners of his mouth and did not speak any more.

During the process, Mu Ya did not speak, and Yuan Fei was not a talkative person. It was very quiet in the tree hole. Mu Ya cooked the bone pot, added specially cut pieces of meat, and waited for him to sit stiffly opposite Yuan Fei. At that time, Yuan Fei, who had been brewing for a long time, spoke.

"I heard that you want the beech to form a bond." He didn't hide, hit a straight ball, and said casually.

The lines of Mu Ya's simple and honest face tightened, and he planed the fire with dead branches to make the fire bigger. There are quite a few brave males, if he doesn’t make a bond, I’ll let the patriarch drive him out of the tribe.” After he finished speaking, his gentle look just disappeared without a trace.

Yuan Fei: "I'm not interested in whether he can form a bond or not. I'm looking for him because I don't want to continue those twists and turns." His eyes rolled and moved to the entrance of the cave: "It's freezing outside, why don't you come in and say , beech."

All of a sudden, Mu Ya looked up at the entrance of the tree hole, the animal skin at the hole moved slightly, one hand lifted the animal skin, and Mu Ya walked in, with a face similar to Yuan Fei's, I don't know if he had stood in the cold wind for a long time, It looks white and transparent.

Mu Ju lowered her head and bowed halfway to Yuan Fei: "Messenger of Father God, what do you want from me?"