cute husband is happy

On the 77th day of the golden month, the sun disappeared, the sky was pale white, and snowflakes were densely drifting towards the red moon forest.

Huhe was restless.

Ning Miao went to the conference hall to get the ingredients for breakfast, and many clansmen were hesitant to speak, which was very strange.

"Uncle He, what's the matter?" Ning Miao asked, "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Hu He's face was serious, he hesitated for a while, glanced at Bai Bing who was inadvertently isolated by the tribe, and sighed, "Ning, Xueyuetian is ahead of schedule."

Ning Miao didn't take it seriously, "It doesn't matter if there are two or three more days, we have enough food."

"Ning, listen to me." A look of grief appeared on Hu He's face, "20 years ago, Xueyue also came three days early."

"Talk about something." Seeing that Hu He was about to break into the memory chapter, Ning Miao stopped him in time, "Don't make detours."

Hu He muttered to himself, "Bai Xue's footsteps set foot on the Red Moon Forest early, the roc's black feathers cover the sky, and those who are cursed by the gods will attract death."

"Master Ning, Bai Bing is an ominous person, he will attract Dapeng."

"Master Ning, send Master Bing away."

"The curse of the gods is terrible, Master Ning, please help us."

……

In a second, Ning Miao understood the intentions of these primitive people.

When the patriarch was lacking to take on the heavy responsibility of hunting, Bai Bing was the first to bear the brunt. When the lack of people was looking for salt-producing land, Bai Bing was duty-bound. But now an unnecessary god cursed Bai Bing to drive him away from the camp.

And the so-called curse of the gods is just because Bai Bing gave birth to a pair of distinctive eyes.

Feudal superstition is terrible and sad. When an irresistible disaster strikes, people can always find some unbelievable reasons to comfort their fragile inner fears.

In the face of curses, divine punishment, ominousness, and uncleanness, the herd mentality of preferring to believe what is there, and not to believe what is not, has created countless insensitive tragedies.

The witch, the broom star, Kefu Ming, and the lone star of Tiansha all come from here.

Ning Miao was noncommittal, took the animal skin bag from Hu Ling to hold the rice, and walked straight to Bai Bing, "Brother Bing, go home for dinner."

After finishing speaking, he dropped the whispers of all the clansmen, pulled Bai Bing up and left.

Bai Yi was lighting a fire to boil water. Since the stone pestle and mortar were put into use, the attitude of the tribe towards the seeds has undergone a 180-degree turn. The fragrant and soft meat porridge has become the best choice for breakfast for most people.

Ning Miao especially liked it.

When she got home, Ning Miao washed the rice and put it in the pot by herself, her face was full of anger.

"Ning, who made you angry? I'll beat him up." Seeing Ning Miao's livid face, Bai Yi hurried over to take the little female into her arms after setting up the fire, "Ning, don't be angry, it's cold, get angry Stomach hurts."

Ning Miao gave the patriarch Erhuo a white look, and put his hand on Bai Yi's chest, "A Yi, they actually want to drive Brother Bing away."

Bai Yi didn't show the expected anger and unwillingness, the pain flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled gently, "Ning, brother wants to go, I will accompany him."

Ning Miao dazed for a moment, then furious, "Bai Yi, you knew it earlier, didn't you, you kept it from me alone, hmph, amazing, amazing, co-authored the calculation, right? Get out of here! I’m out of sight, out of mind!”

After yelling, she pushed Bai Yi away violently, Ning Miao couldn't control her emotions, tears fell down, and she raised her hand and slapped her face, "Damn, what's there to cry about, bitch!"

The tears from her partner's anger pierced deeply into her heart, and Bai Yi felt extremely distressed, "Ning, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry, I don't know what to say."

"Ning, don't cry, it's my fault." Bai Yi took Ning Miao's hand and put it on her chest, "You hit me."

The bitter love scene between the husband and wife has just started, and the cold jade voice drifts over.

"Who said I was leaving?"

The iceberg man reached out and rubbed Ning Miao's head, "Don't cry, Ning, I won't go."

The surprise came too fast, Bai Yi was a little dizzy, "Brother, brother, Ning, brother won't leave, did you hear that? Brother said he won't leave, brother, you are also reluctant to part with Ning, right?"

Ning Miao suddenly felt embarrassed and felt that she had acted too violently, but after another thought, it was everyone's responsibility to fight against feudal superstition.

Seeing the injustice, the road roared, it should be.

"Bingge, what happened 20 years ago?" Ning Miao asked seriously.

"The Dapeng attacked the tribe and killed 31 tribesmen. Father, also..."

Bai Bing refused to continue talking, the mournful look on his brow was moving.

Without even thinking about it, Ning Miao blurted out, "Bingge, you still have Ah Yi and me."

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and Ning Miao was at a loss when she came back to her senses.

The left hand that held the wooden spear for many years raised Ning Miao's chin, and the iceberg man lowered his head and pressed his lips to Ning Miao's.

Like a breeze passing by, a dragonfly touches the water.

"rather."

Another word sound, Ning Miao looked at the blue and deep pupils, they were beautiful talking eyes, Ning Miao did not dare to guess what was inside.

Master Clan Witch panicked.

Bai Yi screamed, rushed forward and locked her little female into her arms, wanting to kiss regardless.

Ning Miao turned her head twice, then let Bai Yi hold the back of her neck, and raised her head to bear the man's hasty and disorderly kiss.

When this guy had had enough kisses, Ning Miao's light lips had turned bright red, and her upper lip was slightly swollen.

Bai Yi licked the corner of his mouth like a satiated beast, "Brother, Ning is so sweet."

I rub it, experience exchange.

As a pure man, Ning Miao was very sad.

It's time to force a wave of rhythm.

"Bingge, Ah Yi, what exactly is Dapeng?"

The delicate and delicate pink breath gradually faded away, and the three of them tacitly agreed to eat and talk about business.

"The Dapeng is the God of Killing from the sky, the natural enemy of our orcs. They live far away, at the end of the sky, and only come to the Red Moon Forest when the snowy moon grows longer."

Bai Yi said softly, "The whole body of Dapeng is covered with black feathers, and the wooden spear can't poke it at all."

"Then hide in the cave and don't go out."

"If they hide, they will collapse the cave." Bai Yi smiled wryly, "If they catch someone, they will leave."

Ning Miao stared at the whites of her eyes in disbelief, "20 years ago, you selected the person who walked out of the cave?"

"Back then, the clan witches were the first to go out."

Bai Yi lowered her head, and said each word very slowly, "I am sick, and the clan witch said that I should be used as a god sacrifice. Father, go out and replace me."

Bai Yi closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly, "Dapeng, he ate the sacrifice. Father and the others left nothing behind."

"Later, Uncle Huhe became a clan witch. I don't know when it started. There is a rumor in the clan that it was my brother who recruited Dapeng."

"A Yi, Brother Bing..."

Ning Miao didn't know how to comfort her at all.

His dearest relative died tragically before his eyes, but he was helpless.

"That's why I won't leave." Bai Bing's voice was cold, "I want revenge."

It was the first time for Ning Miao to see the snowy moon of the March Star. Palm-sized snowflakes fell from the sky, and the temperature dropped precipitously.

Once the heavy snow fell for three days, until the first day of the snowy moon, relying on the hand feeling of working in the north for many years, the body test was minus [-] degrees.

Charcoal was burning at the entrance of the cave all day, but it still felt dry and cold. Ning Miao missed the heating and air conditioning very much.

There are new tools this year, and the speed of snow shoveling is much faster. Even so, the male orcs will still spend a long time clearing the snow near the station.

Ning Miao let out a breath of white air, rubbed his hands, took the porcelain bowl brought by Bai Yi to the bed, and drank the porridge with a wheeze.

"A Yi, is Brother Bing back?"

"Hurry up." Bai Yi fiddled with the flames carefully, looking worriedly at the dark sky outside the cave, "That place is not far away."

Ning Miao put on three sets of animal skin clothes, hat, gloves, scarf, and boots, fully armed and moved to the entrance of the cave like a little penguin. The sky was dark and the ground was white.