However, just as the knife pierced into the mouth of the big bear, the ground suddenly shook, and groups of people rushed forward and surrounded them. A sturdy big net was caught off guard under the hood, one covered the big bear who was in pain, and the other covered Tianyang Rongyue and the magic envoy who could use objects.

Three people: "..."

The Dasun tribe is worthy of being a bear hunter tribe. They move fast and cooperate skillfully. In less than three minutes, the black bear was killed. Unfortunately, Rong Yue was a little angry because of the hole in the body.

Originally, he had planned to dress Tian Yang in a majestic black dress.

And what about his steamed bear paws?

"The one in the middle! What about you, what are you mumbling about, go away!"

……Yes.

Not only was the steamed bear's paw gone, but the three of them were actually dragged into the tribe by this arrogant tribe wrapped in a net.

"Where are you from? What's your name?" Rong Yue asked the tall man softly, with a friendly smile: "My name is Yue, and the one next to me is my husband, Tian Yang."

After that, he lowered his voice and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Look at his forearm, he is also a magician."

"!" The tall man finally showed a slightly shocked expression.

Rong Yue's smile deepened: "So, if you don't take them seriously, you can leave us alone. After all, there are still..."

And a baby.

The man's eyes darkened, he suddenly stood still, and stopped walking. There were shouts and shouts around, and the people of the Dasun tribe kept waving their spears, warning them not to move, but they were all ignored by the three.

"My name is Heilang." The tall and thin man finally spoke. His throat seemed to have been burned by fire, hoarse and rough, and when he tasted it carefully, it did not have the taste of vicissitudes.

Even though the weapon just now had been taken away, a knife was conjured out of thin air in his hand. With two swoops, the tenacious rattan net was broken into several pieces.

"My God, who is that person!?" Someone in the Dasun tribe flinched: "No, no, no, no?"

Heilang didn't care so much. He shook off the rattan rope and went in one direction. Under the amazed and frightened eyes of everyone, he picked up a gray cloth swaddle and held it in his hands.

"Yeah." Rong Yue took out the staff behind her back and brushed a holy light on the little baby as a greeting. The sleeping cub felt warm, opened his eyes and grinned and blistered.

"Tianyang Tianyang, look." Rong Yue tugged at Tianyang's sleeve: "The cub is so small, and his hands are so small... Are the cubs who are overwintering so big now?"

Tian Yang looked down and said blankly: "I don't know." He looked up at Heilang again: "How old is he?"

Heilang's brows and eyes were a little softer, his eyes looking at Tianyang were a little complicated, and he replied in a low voice, "More than a year old."

The three of them chatted like no one else in the encirclement, but the people from the Dasun tribe did not dare to urge them. After a while, the leader of Dasun who got the news hurried over and said angrily: "Who are you!? Our Dasun tribe rescued you, but we don't know how to be grateful! Why don't you just follow us, or—"

"Otherwise what?"

Rong Yue was impatient, but her face was still warm. He turned to the leader of the big bamboo shoots and lifted the hood of his cloak, revealing a head of white hair.

"Who are we, don't you know?"

The leader of Dasun's eyes was about to fall out of his eyes, pointing at Rongyue, he was almost out of breath: "Xingxingxingxing...Xingyue tribe"

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Chapter 95

With laughter and laughter, the Dasun tribe celebrates hunting a big bear again!

The bonfire was so high that the girls and boys sang to each other across the creek that crossed the tribe. The men competed on a stone table, surrounded by people in a circle, some bet on jerky, some bet on bear tooth ornaments, majestic cheers and cheers were loud.

"Drink!" "Come on!" "Full-on-full"

The leader's tent was wide open, but the cool breeze couldn't take away the heat of the atmosphere. Everyone had a bamboo tube in their hands, which was actually full of refreshing fruit wine. The wine was swallowed, and all of them were flushed.

"Yue Sacrifice!" The leader of the big bamboo shoots is as strong as a big bear, his real arms are thicker than Rongyue's thighs, and Tianyang sits across from him, making him look petite and cute. He held up the bamboo tube: "This! It's the monkey wine treasured by our tribe! It was dug out of the cave and was specially used to greet distinguished guests!"

"You!" He stretched out his hand and said, "You are our honored guest!"

"Yes, honored guest—"

Rong Yue was held high by them, unable to hold back her enthusiasm, she poured a half-bamboo tube of wine.

The last time I saw the wine was in the Paradise Tribe, but because the Paradise Tribe was soon wiped out, I still haven't figured out where it came from. Although Rong Yue has never eaten good food, she has drank good wine. After tasting it at this moment, the entrance is clear, slightly sour, and the degree is quite high, and I am suddenly a little surprised.

Seeing that the leader did not reject him, he continued to pour it on him, so Rong Yue drank one after another, and soon his face turned crimson.

He leaned back with blurry eyes, and Tian Yang subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace him.

"Drinking too much." Tian Yang grabbed the bamboo tube, raised it slightly hostilely, and greeted the leader of the big bamboo shoots: "Drink more."

The leader of Dasun showed his teeth and patted his chest with great satisfaction: "Okay! As expected of the leader of Xingyue, Lord Tianyang! Then let's have a drink!"

Everyone was even more excited. The man's sweat filled the entire tent with hormones. Instead of competing with a weak sacrifice, it was better to drink with the stronger and more powerful Tianyang.