Sweet and salty prehistoric husband and wife

Mr. Hua Yu is very knowledgeable, and his literary attainments are at the peak, but because of the scholar syndrome, and he doesn't like high-profile, few people know his true background, but the Hua couple who know their son's true strength only hope that their son is healthy and happy That's fine, everything else is fluff.

Mr. Hua Yu has never thought of changing the cultural knowledge of the Huze tribe, but the names they call animals and plants are too casual, and they want to classify them like obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Regarding the major changes in the cultural level of the Huze tribe in the future, it is too early to mention it here. At present, Mr. Hua Yu is not thinking about these at all, he only thinks about how to survive the cold season.

After understanding Mr. Hua Yu's hand-spoken explanation, the eight people hurriedly went to the gathering place of the tribal life after they retired respectfully. The reasons for their anxiety were firstly that the envoy gave them a task, and they had to take it seriously, and secondly, they were anxious to give it to them. God uses it. As long as the toilet and shower room are not ready for a day, the gods will have to endure it for a day. What a sin they neglect the gods.

Hua Yujun watched them run away, turned his head to look at Geeta who was sitting quietly on the side, thinking about what to do to pass the time.

"My lord envoy, do you have any orders?" Geeta couldn't help asking, her cheeks flushed slightly as she stared at those beautiful and cold black eyes.

"...Let's talk about the Huze tribe." Mr. Hua Yu couldn't think of what to do for a while, so he asked Geeta to talk about the Huze tribe, and let him know the members of the Huze tribe by the way.

"What?" Gita was a little at a loss, he didn't know what places the God Envoy wanted to know about the Huze tribe.

"Talk about yourself, talk about everyone in the tribe, as long as it is something in the Huze tribe, you can do it." Mr. Hua Yu just wanted to pass the time, not targeted.

"it is good."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.Geeta thought that Mr. Hua Yu wanted to understand the people of the tribe, that is, to investigate the tribe. This would be an important moment for the envoy to consider whether to stay or not. leave a good impression.

As for exaggerating, lying and concealing, Geeta will never do this. He dare not deceive the God Envoy. The God Envoy is full of wisdom. He will definitely know that he is lying, and he will not be able to deceive the God Envoy. grown ups.

"My lord envoy, let me talk about the patriarch first." Geeta thought about it carefully. The envoy of God is different from the lord patriarch, so it must be right to talk about the lord patriarch first.

"Okay." Mr. Hua Yu nodded, not thinking about anything else. He only thought that Fenghu, as the patriarch of the Huze tribe, had a different status, so he would naturally be the first to be mentioned.

"The patriarch is amazing. He led the warrior uncles to hunt down the long-toothed beast (sabre-toothed tiger). The long-toothed beast is the most powerful beast. All animals are afraid of it. Before the long-toothed beast came to the tribe and killed it. In the end, the patriarch jumped on the back of the long-toothed beast and killed it with a spear through its eyes." Geeta's eyes glowed, talking about the great achievements of the patriarch, and the patriarch killed the long-toothed beast. That moment of the beast, let him never forget it for the rest of his life.

"It's really powerful." Mr. Hua Yu can think of that scene. Anyone who saw the scene at that time with his own eyes would be completely convinced by the brave Fenghu just like Geeta.

Mr. Hua Yu once again realized the power of the Fenghu. The ability to kill a saber-toothed tiger with human flesh and blood is beyond the reach of ordinary humans.

As a man, no one is resistant to the strong, and Mr. Hua Yu is no exception. At this moment, his heart is beating strongly, and a sense of admiration arises spontaneously.