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

"Yuan Fei." The mammoth stepped forward to help, but Yuan Fei avoided him without a trace: "I will do it myself." His rejection was obvious, and his voice exuded a cold chill, as if a person before a storm was approaching. It was so quiet that everyone around couldn't help sighing.

After a whole day and night, Qi opened it in the early morning. When he opened his eyes, he saw Yuan Fei sitting in front of the bed, looking at him in a daze. During this day, Yuan Fei never took a step out of the tree hole. The wound on Qi's body was treated with dandelion, but it seems that Qi's body was too worn out after several days of fighting. After a day, the talent faintly woke up.

Yuan Fei felt that the healing effect of dandelion seems to be not as effective on Qi as it is on other people. It can bring back life to others, but it can’t do it to Qi. The reason may be that dandelion is connected with the totem, and he The nourishment needed by the forehead totem is Qi's blood.

Essentially, this is a cycle of indirection.

Seeing that Qi opened his eyes, Yuan Fei was slightly invisible, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: "——how is it?" Then he went to check the temperature of Qi's forehead.

Qi got up and half-sat on the stone bed. His chin and chest, which had been groomed not long ago, had already grown uneven layers of hair. He looked very slumped and slovenly. For a moment, my throat was so tight that I couldn't make a sound, and it took me a while before I said, "It's okay, I'm fine."

Yuan Fei scooped up a bowl of warm water from a bone pot and handed it to him. Qi's dark eyes looked at him, but he didn't move. Lips: "Open your mouth and moisten your throat."

There was a gentle smile in Qi's eyes, which made his face look a little funny and weak. After a few sips, he drank a large bowl of water in a short while.

"Lie down, don't rush to get out of bed." Yuan Fei stood up as he said, he almost didn't close his eyes when Qi fell down, the fundus of his eyes was faintly black and blue under the thin light, but the spirit of the whole person was not In the downturn, on the contrary, there is a feeling of chilling that the blade is about to be unsheathed, which looks very lively.

Qi pursed the slightly moist corners of his mouth, he squeezed Yuan Fei's hand, his eyes were full of nostalgia and love, as if it was about to overflow, this was his person, powerful, beautiful and dangerous, the more he looked at it The more he likes it, the more he can't wait to express his love with his heart.

This fight, which lasted for several days, let him know that Yuan did not trust him, which is the highest praise for him.

"I'll go back as soon as I go." Yuan Fei's pale little face showed inconspicuous dimples, and he was tender for a moment. He lowered his head, leaned over to touch Qi's forehead lightly, and pulled out his hand backhand. There was a faint gleam in his eyes. Laugh: "Come back later."

After Yuan Fei finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the tree hole. The moment he turned around, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared without a trace, his expression was indifferent and calm as usual.

The moment Yuan Fei walked out of the tree hole, the crowd who had been watching from the hole came to life almost immediately. The day before, the envoy of the Father God used his thin body to carry Qi back to the tree. The tree hole, and in the next day, did not go out of the tree hole, causing everyone to tighten a nerve, and the depressive atmosphere made everyone breathless.

The mammoth has been sitting at the entrance of the tree hole that was not theirs. He has not run out of water the whole day, and his thin wrist is tightly holding the bone stick in his hand, as if all the strength of his whole body has been stored in the wrist. He heard the sound of the hole. , Seeing Yuan Fei, he stood up from the ground at once.

He moved too fast, causing his head to faintly turn black, the sky was spinning, subconsciously, his feet were weak and unsteady, and his elbow was suddenly supported by a cool but strong arm. He raised his head, his lips trembled, but he didn't say a word.

Yuan Fei supported him and made him stand firm: "How is it?"

Mammoth shook his head as if he had been injected with vitality: "...it's okay, Qi, he—"

"He's fine, with me here, he can't die." His voice was flat, a little deep, and he couldn't hear any emotion. At first, he sounded the same as he was gentle before, but the mammoth stared at him, not ignoring the movement in his eyes. the chill.

When the people around saw Yuan Fei coming out of the tree hole, they all surrounded him. Yuan Fei walked under the largest rock in the tribe, turned over and jumped up lightly. He said to the mammoth, "Call everyone in the tribe back, all of them, including A sentinel on a stone wall."

Mammoth nodded. He just raised his foot, he didn't know what he was thinking, hesitant, shy and resentful: "...Yuan Fei, I'm not a tribal priest anymore, I'm no longer a priest." He finished the last few words with difficulty, his eyes turned red took a slice.

Yuan Fei's eyelashes moved slightly, and he closed his eyes, expressing that he understood: "En."

Mammoth wiped the corner of his eyes and went to call someone.

The people in the tribe gathered around the big rock, looking at the people sitting on the rock, they were terrified. Because of the fight with Qi before, the blood on the ground froze and dyed the fallen leaves under their feet. It turned into a weird dark red color, making it especially uncomfortable for them to step on it.

I don't know how long it has passed, but when Dongwu, who was under the rock for a long time, wanted to remind Yuan Fei, Yuan Fei opened his eyes abruptly. The sharp corners of his eyes and the condensed gaze made everyone's nerves subconsciously startled.

"I've been away for a few days, and I don't know much about the current situation of the tribe. Can someone tell me that the priest of the tribe is not a mammoth—who is it?" His voice was indifferent, without any sign of anger, and he simply asked .

But following these words, the crowd fell silent. After a while, a person stood up from the crowd, walked out, and bowed deeply to Yuan Fei: "Yuan, the messenger of God the Father, I am " He wanted to call Yuan Fei like the former priest, that is, the mammoth, but his intuition made him change his words immediately, because he felt that he might not be qualified to call those two words.

Yuan Fei lowered his eyes and glanced at him. It was a man older than Mammoth. He withdrew his gaze, turned the priest aside, and then continued: "Everyone who has challenged Qi will stand up."

This sentence moved anyone with a little brain. Yuan Fei was talking about Qi, not the patriarch. There is a big difference between the two.

The patriarch is from the Yanyi tribe, and Qi is his male.

At this time, some fighters stood up, while some fighters obviously hesitated, probably because of the keen intuition trained by hunting prey often, they felt that if they went out, it was over.

But Yuan Fei didn't give them time to think, he found someone in the crowd: "Han, come here, everyone."

Inexplicably, Han jumped up when he was clicked. He didn't have any reluctance at this time, and he squeezed out the people hiding in the crowd one by one. Although he didn't know what Yuan Fei wanted to do, but for Yuan Fei, even if He himself didn't want to admit it, he would not refuse Yuan Fei's order.

After a while, a small crowd stood densely in the center of the field, all of them were strong and strong fighters, and a thin new priest of the Yanyi tribe stood beside him, which seemed a bit abrupt.

Yuan Fei put his finger on the elbow and lit it regularly, and when Han said it was gone, his finger stopped instantly.

One of the soldiers in the small group spoke immediately, with a sense of probing Yuan Fei, and he said: "Messenger of the Father God, it is you who we respect when we join the Yanyi tribe, but Qi, the patriarch, proved that he is Absolutely strong, from now on, we express our absolute surrender to him."

Yuan Fei didn't seem to have heard what he said. He squeezed his fingers together and made a slight clicking sound, which seemed to be clearly magnified at the moment when the last word "My Warrior" landed.

"And then." Three meaningful words overflowed from the corners of Yuan Fei's light-colored lips.

These three words made the soldiers stunned. They didn't seem to understand Yuan Fei's meaning. In their sight, Yuan Fei jumped off the big rock nimbly.

The toes landed on the ground, and a few fallen leaves flew up at Yuan Fei's feet.

"Have you finished?" Almost instantly, Yuan Fei had already rushed to a male warrior, and was very close to him. His dark eyes gleamed with a frightening aura, causing the warrior to fall back to the ground. He was strong and strong. The muscles in his body trembled, his eyes widened, his fat nostrils opened and closed, trying to let his suffocating chest breathe in a little more air, but his eyes became wider and wider, because the original Leaning forward and approaching him slowly, he could even smell the faint fragrance of wild ginger flowers on Yuan Fei's body.

But this alluring fragrance didn't last long, because he heard the beautiful envoy of the Father God stop every word, his voice seemed to be frozen: "I am now a female bonded with Qi, It is not the identity of the messenger of God the Father."