Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

"Sacrifice again!!!" Qiao Xin threw the bowl and didn't want to do it anymore. Whoever wants to do this witch will do it!

I originally thought about becoming a witch and not being restricted by others, but in the end, a small tribe was just established and there were so many sacrifices!

again?

Lang Rui felt that he had found the key point, "You have only offered sacrifices twice in total."

"Huh?" Qiao Xin felt a little embarrassed. Is it really only two times? Why she felt better back.

Qiao Xin touched her nose awkwardly, picked up her chopsticks again, and drank the soup.

"Why is there a sacrifice this time?" Qiao Xin probably guessed the reason. It may be to show the strength of the Chinese tribe in front of the Green Deer Tribe, which has just become a vassal of the Chinese tribe.

"We are just the old, weak, sick and young. Aren't you afraid that instead of showing the strength of the Chinese tribe, we will be annexed by the Green Deer tribe?" Qiao Xin wanted to see what powerful back-up this kid had.

Lang Rui looked disdainful. He could beat twenty of those people by himself.

Moreover, the Green Deer Tribe is not much better than the Chinese Tribe, they are all old, weak, sick and young.

The old, weak, sick and young in their tribe are at least capable of fighting. The Green Deer tribe probably has trouble even having enough to eat now.

"They are just vassals, not slaves. Moreover, they are not stronger than us. I believe they will consider whether they can beat us. If they want to give it a try and lose, then they can only be prisoners and no longer vassals. , but the entire clan became slaves. I believe Lu Yao sees it more clearly than I do.

Besides, the purpose of asking you to sacrifice is to show the power of Chinese witches. "In the orc continent, the witch has a high status and is the spiritual leader of a tribe. The clan leader can be changed frequently, but the witch cannot.

The inheritance of witchcraft requires talent and time to learn.

Tribes without the guidance of witches are looked down upon in the orc continent.

Qiao Xin felt that what he said before was quite reasonable, but at the end it was like telling a fairy tale. In the end of the world where strength is paramount, things like spiritual leaders are just bullshit and not as practical as a steamed bun.

There is an essential difference between drawing a pie and a real pie.

Qiao Xin grew up in this pragmatic environment, so she is also pragmatic.

But Qiao Xin was still willing to believe in Lang Rui, a native of the Tu tribe. After all, she, a foreigner, would definitely be acclimated if she had to follow her own rules.

"Okay, is there anything I should pay attention to during this sacrifice?"

When Lang Rui came back late at night, he dragged back a tree with a fragrant smell. The sap dripping from the cross section of the trunk was as red as blood.

Qiao Xin lay on her big bed and turned over, listening to Lang Rui making noises next door, not knowing what she was doing.

When she woke up, Qiao Xin found that she had turned into a little raccoon, and the bed next to her was cold.

She jumped out of bed and ran to Lang Rui's house. She found a silver-gray wolf lying on the stone bed. When she heard the sound, her ears moved.

"..."

Dog man, you are no longer responsible after sleeping with him? !

Bah, you are not responsible after sleeping in the same bed? !

Scumbag!

The little raccoon bared its teeth at Lang Rui and ran to the kitchen outside the door angrily.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Mao Bai wearing a simple animal skin coat, washing pots and preparing to cook.

"Mao Bai, why are you here cooking again? It's so cold, why don't you stay in the cave?"

Mao Bai's smile was particularly gentle, "You worked from dawn to dusk boiling salt for the tribe, and you were gone for months, dining and sleeping outside, while we were eating, drinking and having fun in the tribe, so you should come over and help with some work.

Besides, working for witches is what every tribesman should do. "

Qiao Xin didn't dwell on this. The respect that orcs have for witches is often very real, that is, respect and hard work. She was too lazy to correct these adult orcs.

She took out the chili pepper from the space and handed it to Mao Bai, "Dang dang dang, look, this is the chili pepper I picked from the salt lake. Add this to the sour soup and it will become hot and sour soup. It is super delicious."

Calling herself greedy, Qiao Xin swallowed.

"Then just eat hot and sour soup with cabbage in the morning?"

Qiao Xin hates that iron cannot become steel. Can she be successful? She has been eating cabbage for a month and hasn't had enough? We can’t think about fish! Or meat!

This Qiao Xin was wronged. The meat distributed to everyone in the tribe was more than a month ago. Even if they saved some food, they ate it all. However, they were not hungry. Every cave was full. Cabbage, everyone can be full if they eat cabbage.

"I'll get the fish, and you make the soup at home first." Qiao Xin took out a meat bone she hadn't eaten while hunting in the salt lake. "It will be more flavorful to stew it with this."

Qiao Xin wrapped herself in a military coat and went to the river. She was shaken by the biting wind.

The river was completely frozen with a thick layer of ice.

Qiao Xin took out a giant sword and started cutting the ice.

Before she could finish cutting, the wind on her body subsided, and a tall figure appeared in front of her.

Qiao Xin raised her head and leaned back, trying to see the person clearly.

Lang Rui held the back of her head and pushed it back to its normal position, "Want to eat fish?"

"Well, I eat meat every day in Salt Lake. Let's change the taste today."

Lang Rui asked her to get out of the way, and his hands turned into wolf claws. An ice-blue element that did not belong to a first-level superpower appeared on the claws, and with the silver-gray claws, there was a deep coldness.

The wolf's claws scratched across the ice, and as if it were on fire, the ice melted instantly, as if this half-square-meter area had never been frozen.

Qiao Xin raised her eyebrows. The ice power was a water mutation power. Even in the last days, few people could switch between these two forms at will.

But now, Lang Rui, a person with only level one superpower, has actually done it.

This refreshed Qiao Xin's understanding.

See you a long time!

Once the ice surface opened, Qiao Xin didn't need to do anything. The piranhas underneath were like carps jumping through a dragon's gate, actively jumping out from the broken ice surface.

The only thing Qiao Xin had to do was to pick up the fish in the basket.

Until the fish heads were crowded under the ice and the density was too high to jump up, Qiao Xin had already picked up a basket full.

Lang Rui took the basket and carried it back to the cave.

The bucket in the kitchen was filled with water, and Lang Rui used the water to start killing fish.

It seems that she can't feel the cold, but Qiao Xin is a bit like a witch at this moment, holding her hands in her hands and pointing out the country.

Mao Bai and Lang Rui were driven around by her.

After eating a meal of spicy and sour fish fillets, Qiao Xin sat crookedly on the sofa, not wanting to move.

Lang Rui took out a bowl filled with thick red juice.

After sniffing, Qiao Xin did not smell the smell of blood, but instead smelled the fragrance of a plant, "What is this?"

"When the shaman gives blessings to the tribesmen, he uses this vegetable oil to put it on the foreheads of the tribesmen." Lang Rui handed it forward again, "Didn't your previous tribe have it?"

Qiao Xin: "..." This is really not the case!

"Do you want to draw?"

"You paint!" Lang Rui seemed to accept his fate, holding the pottery bowl with one hand.

Qiao Xin stretched out her index finger and was patted by Lang Rui, "Ah——"

When Lang Rui heard her scream, his eyebrows jumped, and the back of his fair hand that was patted turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, "..." He didn't even use any force!

"It hurts, brother Rui, huh." Qiao Xin had a pretty good impression of Lang Rui. If she really wanted to choose a husband in the beast world, her first choice would definitely be Lang Rui, so she decided, as an emerging woman, to use some It’s a small trick, it’s nothing to chase after you!

Lang Rui pursed his lips several times and made a lot of mental preparations in his mind. When Qiao Xin's eyelashes were wet, he quickly breathed her seriously, "Will it really stop hurting after breathing?"

Qiao Xin choked, why did this man's straight personality always jump out at inappropriate times?

Keep your face expressionless and let straight men die of cancer! "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Only then did Lang Rui smile, "Point with your middle finger."