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

The rabbit in his arms ran away from Yuan Fei's arms, and immediately hid in a corner. Yuan Fei raised his head slightly, and asked in a flat voice, "Father? Mine?" , Why can't he remember it himself.

Clover nodded immediately: "Well, that's what the old man said, the patriarch and priest are also at the tribal entrance now."

Yuan Fei stood up, crossed his fingers and stretched his bones, making a crackling sound: "I'll go and have a look."

At the entrance of the tribe, Qi Gangyi's face was so gloomy that he couldn't see his emotions clearly. The crowd standing at the entrance of their tribe obviously escaped after being attacked. They supported each other with injuries, and some of them had even been cut off He lost half of his arm, and the blood on the cut surface of the arm had already solidified, turning into a yellow pustule with blood, but it attracted flies and insects, making the air smell of rot, which seemed to pollute the atmosphere of the whole tribe.

The people of the Yanyi tribe standing guard on the stone wall watched intently. As soon as they found out that they had any intention of attacking, they would pull the trap and kill them all.

"I am indeed the father of your tribe, the messenger of the Father God! I will not lie to you! As long as you let him come over, he will remember me." The older old man supported his injured child. This child was a priest. Dazed and unconscious, he was still holding the bone stick in his hand, but at this moment his hair was disheveled and his face could not be seen clearly, and his body was covered with bloodstains.

Qi stepped forward, his brutal and bloodthirsty eyes swept the old man up and down, ignored the old man's words, and just asked, "Which tribe do you belong to?"

The old man was taken aback. What he just said was that he was the Father, the messenger of the Father God. Why did he ask which tribe they belonged to? He looked at Qi's tall body, which covered him completely, making him unable to see the sunlight clearly. The beast-like eyes clenched him tightly, as if if he said a wrong word, this barbarian would immediately pierce his heart with the spear in his hand and cut open his stomach.

"...We are, we are the Biar tribe." The characteristic of the Biar tribe is that one earlobe will be pierced with many holes from a young age, and many bone ornaments will be worn on the earlobe. The old man was a little afraid of Qi because of the horror of being impaled by bone nails, but when he thought of his own identity, he suddenly stiffened: "No matter which tribe we belong to, I want to see the messenger of your father, I am his Father, you let him come here, I—”

With a sound of "swish", before the old man finished his last word, Qi had already poked the spear in his hand into the soil only one centimeter away from the old man, almost piercing into his black sole .

"You asked him to come?" Qi asked back in a deep voice: "He is my female, are your eyes full of calculations qualified to see him!" Qi Zhou's momentum seemed to tear the old man apart, he The totem extending from the left arm to the shoulder to the chest is full of ferocity and majesty: "Get out!"

"Who wants to see me."

The indifferent voice was as clear as water droplets hitting a rock, Qi's overbearing momentum subsided at a flying speed, and at the same time, the bustling crowd around him became quiet in an instant. Lower your head to show respect and surrender.

Yuan Fei walked to Qi's side, his black eyes flickered with surprise, wasn't the man who claimed to be his father the old man whom he met once in the land of priests?Yuan Fei, remembering that he stepped on him at that time, and the priest of their tribe was the first person to receive the blessing of God the Father in the land of priests.

Seeing Yuan Fei immersed in Qi's aura, the old man's eyes lit up, he excitedly supported his child in his arms, and rushed to Yuan Fei in a few steps: "Son, I am your father, they-- "The old man supported a man with one hand, and pulled a male over with the other hand. He was about to introduce Yuan Fei, but before he finished speaking, he was pushed down to the ground by Qi's hands.

The two tribes were at war with each other immediately, and the guards on the stone wall had already put their hands on the straw ropes that pulled the trap.

Qi stood in front of Yuan Fei, his muscular body seemed to be beating with strength: "Don't post it, stand farther away and say it."

The old man seemed to be stunned, and the child supported by him, that is, the priest of their Bier tribe, also faintly woke up from the fall.

Yuan Fei looked at the person who was close to him, Qi Yuan's back wasp waist, the bronze skin of the bare upper body, with the oily luster wetted by sweat floating on it, the limbs were strong, slender and powerful, and the muscles were tight and strong, just blocking his way In front, the air was quiet for a few seconds because of Qi's words.

Until Yuan Fei poked his head out from Qi's shoulder with his head tilted slightly, his expression remained calm, and he spit out a few words from the corner of his mouth that was drawn into a line, and said mockingly: "Are you my father?"

"Yes, son, I am your father, and these are your two elder brothers." The old man recovered from Yuan Fei's words, and pushed the priest and male warrior beside him: "Look, son You look like them." Afraid that Yuan Fei would not believe it, he raised his hand and brushed the priest's messy hair away, revealing his gray face.

Even though the face of the priest is now in a state of distress, the outline of his face is very clear. After he regained his senses and saw Yuan Fei clearly, he was stunned for a while, and then tried to show a friendly smile. Similar pear dimples.

Seeing that Yuan Fei didn't speak, the old man gritted his teeth and continued: "People in Bia's ears can pierce their earlobes. If you don't believe me, look at your ears—"

"Are you here today to meet relatives?" Yuan Fei interrupted him in a moderate voice. He already knew what the old man was going to say. There were indeed traces of penetration on his earlobes, but they had followed Time has already healed together, leaving only barely visible scars. At the same time, Yuan Fei also remembered that when he first arrived in the wilderness, he was almost chopped into several pieces by a stone ax for food. He still remembered when they the words said.

"You're Muda." The questioning tone was affirmative, and Yuan Fei poked the muscle on Qi's shoulder bone with his finger, and Qi moved away after a while.

"Yes, yes, it's me, kid. You finally remembered." The old man was very excited, and was about to come over and hug Yuan Fei incoherently.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yuan Fei's voice was calm, and he said in Chen Shishi's tone: "My name is Yuan Fei." The last few words, Yuan Fei said looking directly into Mu Da's eyes, glowing The coldness made Mu Da feel bitingly cold. All the people in the tribe were looking at him now. They were occupied by the ears of the tribe, and all the people in the tribe were seriously injured. They could rebuild the tribe, but the remaining There were not many people under him, and his child who became a priest was also injured. At that moment, he remembered the people he met in the priest's land.

The youngest child he had ever been, he almost recognized him at first sight.

With the expansion of the Yanyi tribe, he was very excited when he knew that his youngest child turned out to be the messenger of the Father God. This was his child, and the messenger of the Father God was his child! ! !So after discussing with their two children, they resolutely decided to bring the tribesmen to the Yanyi tribe.

But I didn't expect the result to be like this.

Mu Da immediately knelt down towards Yuan Fei: "Son, whether you recognize me as your father or not, I beg you to save our people." Not too cold and hard.

However, Yuan Fei just moved his eyelids slightly, and didn't say anything. Mu's answer was to indirectly show that he was still Yuan Fei's father, which really made Yuan Fei lose all affection.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yuan Fei's body, only Qi's eyes were not raised, and his resolute forehead exuded unpredictable anger, staring fiercely at Mu Da.

"I'm not in charge of the tribe." Yuan Fei lowered his head slightly, bowed his slender back, approached Mu Da, his face was clearly defined, like a sculpture, Yuan Fei said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Your baby was dead long before you decided to use him for food."

Mu Da's eyes widened in an instant, he really remembered what happened back then, at this moment, his slightly dilated pupils reflected Yuan Fei's figure, causing him to collapse limply to the ground.

"Old rules, it's up to you and Mammoth to decide whether to join or not. What to do is decided fairly." Yuan Feichao said without saying a word: "I'm going back."

After Yuan Fei left, Mammoth was about to drive people away, but their priest spoke to Qi: "The Yanyi tribe tests whether other tribes can join, to see if they are loyal and hardworking. We have!" He grasped the bone stick in his hand to straighten his back, and he saw the younger brother that his father said they should have died a long time ago.

She is obviously a female, but she exudes an aura that is not inferior to any male warrior. She is sharp, terrifying and dangerous, and the aura exuding from her bones makes people surrender.

These words made Mammoth look bad, and after a while, he looked at Qi and walked to Qi's side: "What do you think?"

"As long as they are truly loyal and hardworking, then," Qi's deep eyes exuded bloodlust: "Test them, if there is any act of betrayal, I will cut off his head, do you accept?"

These words made some people in the Bier tribe change their expressions.

After a while, their priest spoke: "Okay, we accept, thank you for giving us a fair chance like other tribes."

***

When Qi came back, Yuan Fei was bending over to add something to the bone pot in the fire, with his buttocks sticking out, facing Qi, seeing Qi's heart itching unbearably, walked over to strangle him, and squeezed him into the hole in the tree hole on the wall.

Yuan Fei immediately turned over, bent his elbows to touch Qi's approaching head: "Want to fight?"

"Don't fight, you can't fight." Accompanied by Qi's deep voice, Qi buried his head on Yuan Fei's neck, his breath relaxed, as if a large animal had become docile.

After a while, Qi let go of the man, touched Yuan Fei's cheek, slowly moved his callused fingers to Yuan Fei's ear, and gently pinched his earlobe. Faint scar left behind: "I don't like people from the Biar tribe."

"If you don't like it, drive them away." Yuan Fei pulled his hand: "You are the patriarch and no one dares to refute you."

Qi's thick eyebrows gathered together, and he rubbed Yuan Fei's smooth cheeks with the stubble that had just grown out: "The rules you set, including me, must be followed. They want fairness, and I will give them."

The beard scratched his cheeks for a while, Yuan Fei avoided his head, and there was an imperceptible smile in his voice: "Hey, it's your decision to keep them, it has nothing to do with me."

Qi pressed the man and kissed him hard: "Okay, okay, it's my decision."