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

"Witch, we just need you to share our joys and sorrows with us." Shu Lin grabbed Qiao Xin's hand that was about to take off her clothes, tears filling her eyes.

It turned out that the witch could be so well-dressed and wear clothes that they had never seen before, but it was because of them that the witch was willing to stay in this remote place and follow them to eat rice bran.

Where can I find such a witch?

Qiao Xin was confused, no, have you misunderstood something?

She was just trying to trick Lang Rui.

Another thing is that it’s really cold to wear so little!

She didn't want to freeze her legs.

After a quick glance, except for Lang Rui who looked helpless, everyone else looked moved.

Qiao Xin pulled the shawl back and straightened the crooked crown. She shouldn't have to stand up for that wild boar black robe.

Now that it’s all set up, let’s do it!

I hope the Beast God Sacrifice can be done faster.

All the tribesmen came out in full force and formed a long queue on the platform.

On the other side were the Green Deer people who came to watch the ceremony.

The Green Deer tribe has been brought to the Qingshi Mountain of the Huaxia tribe for some time. Although they have not gone out, the two tribes live very close to each other and there are always times when they intersect.

From a few words, they learned that this tribe was composed of various races, unlike their Green Deer tribe, which only had one race.

This phenomenon is actually not too uncommon in the Orc Continent, so they don't pay attention.

What surprised them was that most of the Chinese tribesmen they saw today were slaves, with slave marks from different ethnic groups on their faces.

When Lu Ming just came of age, his father, the clan leader, died in the battle with the Rock Dog clan, and he was forced to become the new clan leader.

He didn't know how to be the clan leader yet. After marveling at Qiao Xin's beauty, he stood next to Lu Yao and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Witch, these are all slaves who fled here during the flood." tribe?"

Although Lu Ming was young, he guessed right.

Lu Yao sighed, "Be careful what you say." It was obvious.

But so what! Can the Green Deer Clan compare to this tribe of slaves?

It's really not necessarily true. Look at the dozen or so huge pottery pots set up on the platform. The pots are filled with strong white gas, and the fragrance wafts out with the white gas, which annoys all the Green Deer people standing behind him. Loud abdominal rumbling.

They have basically been able to eat only one meal a day for a month, but even so, their food cannot last the entire winter.

When they came here, the caves they had cleaned for them to live in were filled with food. Now everyone was wearing animal skins. This shows that the Chinese clan leaders and shamans did not favor one thing over another. .

Treat slaves or ordinary orcs alike.

The smile on everyone's face cannot be faked.

Qiao Xin gave her blessing to Leopard Star, "I wish you, Chinese tribe member Leopard Star, good health and progress in your studies."

Leopardstar wanted to ask what learning progress was, but after hesitating for only a second, he got out of the way without delaying the team's progress, because he found that Wu's hand on his forehead was colder than the snow on the ground.

Qiao Xin's blessings for children are good health and academic progress, and for adult orcs, they are good health and dreams come true.

Lang Rui stood on Qiao Xin's right side the whole time, helping her to block the wind.

After listening to the whole thing, he quietly rolled his eyes with an imperceptible eye. He was so lazy, and all the blessings were copied from him.

When it was the turn of a familiar female orc, she held Bear Hui in her hand, murmured for a while, and said with a blush, "Witch, can you wish me to have cubs early?"

Ok?

Is this a love affair?

The female orc is called Li Xi, and she is a little beaver. She looks about sixty or seventy years old, about the same age as Xiong Hui, and is considered to be in her prime in the orc world.

There is an oval slave mark on his forehead, and he is usually a relatively down-to-earth and low-key person in the collection team.

Unexpectedly, the first person in the tribe who wanted to form a partner would be the usually silent person.

Xiong Hui also looked honest. He grabbed the short hair on his head and smiled honestly.

Lang Rui stood next to Qiao Xin and explained to her that every tribe would hold Hathor before entering winter.

The so-called Hathor means that both males and females can express their love to the person they like during this festival. If the confession is successful, the two will become partners with the blessing of the witch.

In fact, the partners of orcs are not particularly fixed. If the female does not conceive during this winter, the female can change her partner during the next Hathor.

After listening, Qiao Xin said: "..."

After the establishment of the Huaxia tribe, they have been busy storing food for the winter and have not held Hathor. However, there are orcs who want to become partners, and Qiao Xin generously gives his blessing.

"I wish you, Li Xi and Xiong Hui, from the Chinese tribe, good health and a happy wedding."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her, which made Qiao Xin think for a moment that she had said something wrong. She went through it in her mind and found that she was right!

"Have cubs early." Lang Rui reminded from the side.

Qiao Xin: "...give birth to cubs early." The inheritance of the child temple seems to be engraved in the genes of the orcs, which can be seen from the definition of Hathor.

But Qiao Xin really didn't think the cub was more important than the relationship between the two.

If you can’t get pregnant this winter, then try harder! Why do we have to change partners in the next Hathor!

I feel really worried for those orcs who can't have children.

Qiao Xin shook her head, damn, she was almost led astray.

Keep blessing.

What surprised Qiao Xin next was Huya. He took out a package wrapped tightly in animal skin from his arms, handed it to Qiao Xin with both hands reverently, and said in a choked voice: "Witch, can you bless these four eggs? Will you hatch it quickly? I can’t bear it anymore.”

Qiao Xin: "..." She almost forgot about it.

The egg has not hatched for so long and is probably dead.

This is a stupid kid who still persists.

Qiao Xin couldn't bear it, with a serious expression, she brushed the eggs, and a faint wood-type power penetrated into the eggs. She was 100% sure that these eggs were gone.

When she got it, there were still signs of life.

It was probably too cold and I didn't pay attention to keeping warm, so my soul fell into the arms of the beast god.

Qiao Xin: "The Beast God told me that he likes the babies in these four eggs so much that he wants to raise them himself. Are you willing to dedicate these four eggs to the Beast God?"

Hu Ya nodded hurriedly, "I do." Humph, Hu Ding also said that the egg given to him by the witch was raised to death by him, a big bad guy.

Qiao Xin dipped her middle finger into vegetable oil and placed it between Huya's eyebrows, "I wish you, Huya, a Chinese tribesman, good health and progress in your studies."

Huya happily handed the four eggs to Lang Rui beside him.

Lang Rui watched the whole process, took the egg with an expressionless face, and looked at Qiao Xin with deep meaning.

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After all the blessings are finished, the sky becomes bright.

After applying it for dozens of days, Qiao Xin felt like she was frozen to death.

As soon as it was over, she rushed home and put on her life-saving military coat.

When she came back, Lang Rui stuffed a bowl of hot soup into her trembling hands. She took a swig and it was so hot that she screamed.

Lang Rui reached out and took the bowl away, but Qiao Xin didn't let go. After working for a long time, she still couldn't drink the hot soup!

"I'm here to warm your hands, not for drinking. You need to drink from this bowl." Lang Rui held a bowl in his hand that didn't seem to emit as much white gas.

"Oh," Qiao Xin took a big sip from the bowl. Wow, it feels good. Sure enough, she still needs to form her own tribe to enjoy her old age.

"Good day, Chinese witch." Lu Yao watched the ceremony with an empty stomach for half the morning. He had just drank hot soup. His eyes were bright and he looked like he had cried.

"Good day, you and your tribe will have a good day and have a good day."

"Thank you!" Lu Yao came today not just for this meal. He was about to speak when he was stopped by Lang Rui.

"Let's discuss it after we have a full meal."