1 years before elves

Chapter 271 Traditional Arts
"Ahh! So many hit me one by one!"

Sickle looked mad.

But it's useless, he only has the violent salamander to depend on.

There is no way to fight in groups.

Look at Ren Chenwu, although except for Xiaobai Daruo, none of them are the final evolution type.

But can't stand the crowd!

"Roar~"

The storm salamander stood up trembling, its body covered in static electricity and water stains.

It didn't bother to take care of this stupid thing, and lay down to rest on the side, preparing to catch up with the coalition forces when it recovered.

"Ah, what's wrong with you, Stormy Newt, Stormy Newt."

Lian quickly went to the side to check the injury of the storm salamander.

He Chen smiled and shook his head, continuing to look at the scenery.

Around, some of the coalition soldiers who had enough energy were training their elves.

This also doubled the consumption of rations. Fortunately, these people can hunt prey in lands that seem to have no elves, looking for elves hiding in various places, otherwise the rations will really run out.

This also made He Chen think a lot.

North, even further north?
Fighting in the icy ice field?That's too unfriendly.

It seems that we still need to prepare more fire-type spirits, such as fire lions, to keep warm.

He Chen also asked someone to make a stone pot by the way.

You know, these people never thought that meat can be used as broth, except that roast meat can be eaten like this.

After all, many people are not much different from Ru Mao Yinxue.

For example, He Chen saw someone from the Allied Forces bite a Sentry Mouse that had lost the ability to resist, tearing the Sentry Mouse in half with a strong pull with both hands, and then tore the raw meat to eat.

His face was covered in blood, which was hideous and terrifying.

Then after eating raw meat, I chatted and laughed with the people around me.

He Chen would not be used to it when he first came to this world, but now he seems to be normal.

However, grilled meat tastes better than raw meat.

Compared with barbecue, the power of broth is even greater.

Therefore, after the stone pot was made, the people of the coalition army were lucky.

Of course, at the beginning, He Chen just thought that drinking broth in cold weather would be very comfortable, so he made it.

Then He Chen missed the summer time, the days when he drank fish soup every day, it was so refreshing.

Still, it's all about protecting the world.

In other words, protecting the world is also to protect the world He Chen loved and idealized in his previous life.

It's not so righteous, it's just to protect everything that exists now.

"Chen Wu, come to play cards?"

This guy, Lian, just finished coaxing the violent salamander, and started to make trouble again, and he can't sit still.

"Brother, I'm recuperating, how to fight, you continue to fight with Yang and Gen."

He Chen's head was full of black lines.

"Ham, don't say anything positive, it's like fighting, compared to that old yin, it's too yin."

Sickle curled his lips.

When Yang played cards, he was meticulous, his brows were furrowed, and he was very serious.

And this kind of old and slippery old man is like a fish in water when he plays poker.

Ordinary coalition soldiers usually have things to do, who is as idle as Lian, who is idle all day long.

If Lian and Yang hadn't wanted to protect most of the food, tools and weapons, He Chen would have sent him out long ago.

Of course, He Chen usually has hunting missions for Lian's storm salamander, Yang's electric monster, rogue panda and so on.

It's just that their hunting tasks are easily completed, so they often have leisure time.

As for Yang's Blizzard King, he hasn't met him so far. According to Yang, that Blizzard King has always been in the north, and only in winter will he come to the grassland to meet Yang.

And He Chen asked Yang how he had subdued so many powerful spirits in the first place.

It's simple, beat up.

Except for the big crocodile who followed Yang since he was a child, all the others were beaten out by Yang Jianxinxiexi.

Of course, the Rogue Panda was still a naughty panda before, and the Electric Shock Monster was beaten by Yang when it was just an electric shock monster.

"I don't know when Xiaozuo, Aoao, and Ruanruan will evolve into their final form."

He Chen remembered that the Big Steel Snake under the Great Wasteland still had an agreement with Xiao Zuo.

It is estimated that after Xiaozuo evolves into a ninja frog, he can challenge the big steel snake

Right?
……

Night, wasteland.

"Woohooha!"

A group of people gathered around a big bonfire, three circles in and three circles out, shaking all over and dancing.

It's like a convulsion, and it's like a dance.

On the periphery, various elf partners stared blankly at their human partners convulsing.

Of course, some elves chanted and danced along with it, such as the mount goat and the ancestor bird.

As for the edge of the fire, the sentry mice took turns to keep watch, orderly.

"Woohooha!"

The primitive people held hands and exhaled regularly.

Yang and Lian are also listed here.

And not far from the bonfire, there is a marsupial dragon, and a giant butterfly with a huge wingspan is parked on the head of the marsupial dragon.

In the pouch of the marsupial dragon, the corners of He Chen's eyes twitched slightly.

The scene in front of him was created by him.

Of course, his original purpose was to make a dance of their ethnic minorities that he had seen in his previous life.

Who knows, after these primitive people learn it, they are like dancing masters.

A good sacrifice is made like a cult.

Especially the sickle, a pair of eyes are like dead fish eyes, and at the same time they are rolling their eyes, trembling like epilepsy.

They are doing a sacrificial dance!
Of course, He Chen felt like a group of demons were dancing wildly.

He just wanted to let his fighters move more, but he couldn't exercise vigorously.

Vigorous exercise consumes too much energy.

So this kind of square dance and folk dance are very suitable.

Of course, a modern dance was completely changed by primitive people after arriving here.

It can't be regarded as a magic reform, it's just that the primitive people dance more rough and primitive, but it also has a wild and ancient feeling.

Looking at it, He Chen suddenly felt that this dance looked really good.

Something like dancing.

Neat and crowded, there will be a great momentum.

"Woohooha! Morning! Morning!"

Waves of regular breaths and shouts came out of the primitive man's mouth. It was a bit messy at first, but gradually became smooth and orderly.

After an hour or so.

"This...what is this?"

"Sacrifice."

"Oh yes, sacrifice, really exciting!"

He Chen was still recovering from his wounds in the Dailong pouch, while Yang Zheng was talking to He Chen with heat all over his body.

After some sacrificial activities, everyone didn't feel particularly cold in the middle of the night.

However, they still need to get together and be covered with thick fur.

Of course, people like the Haoyang tribe sleep directly next to the fire lion, and their bodies will become very warm.

"Chen Wu, shall we dance every day from now on?"

Kama was also yelling beside him.

Yang also had some expectations.

dance every day?

He Chen wanted to give Lian a few kicks in the pouch of the pouch.

After all, this is exercise, which consumes energy.

To consume energy means to consume food.

food?It is not enough for daily needs, it is better not to consume.

(End of this chapter)