Chase the future leader of the tribe in two steps [gl]

Song Fei crushed the wild fruit and fed it to Baiyun. Seeing that it was eating with gusto, and there was nothing wrong with it, she immediately felt relieved.It stands to reason that such a small cub should drink milk, but now there is no such condition, Song Fei can only continue to eat wild fruits for it in fear.

She patted Baiyun's head and said to Loti, "Then I'll go to Priest Ming Kong. Keep the fruit and water by your hand, and drizzle will take care of you later."

Luo Ti watched Song Fei's slender fingers stroke Bai Yun's fluffy hair, and felt an inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

She lowered her eyes: "I don't need Xiaoyu to take care of me."

"It's just that there is someone to take care of me. It's fine. I'll be back in a while." Song Fei hugged Bai Yun to Luo Ti's side, "When you miss me, look at Bai Yun, it's as cute as me."

Lottie laughed out loud: "You are cuter than it."

Song Fei felt a little apprehensive when she walked out of the tent. Would she be suspicious if she went directly to Priest Mingkong and told her talent?

But thinking of Ming Kong's kind face and the many cares she had for her in the past, Song Fei's guess and anxiety gradually disappeared.

If even Mingkong is a bad person, then she doesn't know who else she can trust.

While thinking this way, a pair of blue eyes suddenly flashed in my mind.Song Fei stood there blankly, blushing suddenly.

In front of Lotty's tent, a person stared at the curtain for a long time, but finally did nothing, turned around and left quietly.

Ming Kong put his hand on top of a child's head, and said softly: "It's okay, just go back to sleep and you'll be fine."

The child blinked his black and shiny eyes and still didn't understand, the mother next to him pulled him and kowtowed to Mingkong: "Thank you, Master Mingkong!"

After kowtowing, the child raised his body and smiled, grinning with his missing front teeth, and said to his mother again: "Thank you, Master Ming Kong!"

Ming Kong's smile deepened, she turned her head to see Song Fei, and nodded to her.

Song Fei stood aside politely, waiting for Ming Kong to finish speaking with the mother and son.

After sending the person away, Ming Kong changed her sitting position, and she rubbed her waist: "Oh, it's not good to be old, it's just been sitting for a long time and my waist started to hurt."

Song Fei stepped forward in a few steps, and obediently rubbed Mingkong's waist: "Master Mingkong is not old, and I can see Husu blooming again a hundred times."

Ming Kong laughed out loud: "How can it be."

Song Fei didn't continue to say, in her memory, when she saw Ming Kong when she was a child, she already had fine lines around her eyes, and now she is at least fifty years old.Surviving in another world is not easy, 50 years old is considered an advanced age.

Ming Kong made a comfortable voice: "You rub your waist really well, young people have great strength."

Song Fei asked, "Did I hit hard?"

Feeling Song Fei's uneasiness, Ming Kong patted her hand and comforted her: "Just right, very good."

Song Fei had no father or mother since she was a child, and she had never enjoyed the slightest bit of family happiness. At this time, in a small tent in another world, she had a touch of family affection with the old priest of the tribe in front of her.

Ming Kong's eyes were empty, recalling the past, it seemed that the girl with black hair and red lips was still in front of her eyes, and there was love in her eyes: "Your mother is very smart and beautiful, and you are very similar to her. If She is still alive, and the next priest must be her."

Song Fei paused, her small mouth opened wide in surprise.

"Master Ming Kong, this is impossible, my mother is from a different race..."

"Although Song Ying was a slave captured during the war, she raised Husu flowers by my side three times. I know she is a good child, and her priestly talent is so powerful, even better than mine."

When Ming Kong said this, he turned and looked at Song Fei.Song Fei also stopped and looked at her.

Mingkong's eyes are so wise and gentle, as if they can contain everything in the world, no matter how sad you are, when you see these light brown eyes, you can be healed.

Song Fei slowly lowered her head.

"I believe there are other hidden secrets in the original incident, but she doesn't want to talk about it. For a long time, I have been thinking, if I can be tougher and prevent her from returning to the status of a slave, will everything after that be okay? If it happens, Song Ying won't..." At this point, Ming Kong's eyes were filled with steam.

What happened at the beginning?What happened at the beginning?At this moment, Song Fei had many doubts in her heart.

The original owner loves and hates his mother Song Ying.As Ming Kong said, Song Ying is very beautiful and smart, even if she is wrapped in the worst animal skin in the tribe, she is still the most eye-catching scenery.

But no matter how beautiful and smart, Song Ying was just a slave, and married another slave, gave birth to a daughter who was also a slave, and finally died as a slave.

In Song Fei's mind, Song Ying's going crazy from time to time occupies the same impression as her mother's smartness and beauty.

At this time, Song Fei came to think, Song Ying must have some mental problems.

So what happened then?

Suddenly, such an image appeared in Song Fei's mind. She was no stranger to it. After all, she would dream about it from time to time: a woman with long black hair and red lips lying in a pool of blood, her black eyes wide open, dying.

Song Fei suddenly shivered.

"Song Fei, you are also a good boy. I will not let you be wronged again." A hand covered Song Fei's head, giving Song Fei warmth.

Mingkong looked at the girl in front of him, as if he saw Song Ying from more than ten years ago.