The evening passed quickly, and in less than ten minutes, the sun completely set behind the mountains.
The primeval forest suddenly fell into darkness.
The cool breeze blew away the last trace of warmth brought by the afterglow.
Yang Cheng crossed his arms and his body trembled. After all, he was no match for the totem warrior. As a witch, Yang Cheng wore a thin animal skin suit and already felt the cold.
He quickly took out another animal skin from the animal skin bag and wrapped it around his body, which made him feel warmer.
Another "light ball technique" was released, lighting up the surrounding area.
Then he turned around and took a look. Under the bright ball of light, Yang Cheng found that the body of the kitty-eared girl was actually being blown by the wind, feeling cold and trembling.
This made Yang Cheng feel a little strange.
You must know that the ninth-grade totem warrior is also a totem warrior, and his physical fitness is different from ordinary people.
This cool breeze made Yang Cheng feel cold, but to the totem warrior, it had no effect at all.
Yang Cheng was surprised, and looked at Hua Xuan carefully under the flickering firelight.
Just now, under the afterglow of the sun, it was dim, and facing the sun, Yang Cheng could only see the faces of Hua Xuan and Qiu Ye, but could not see clearly.
Now under the ball of light comparable to daylight, Yang Cheng could clearly see Hua Xuan's appearance.
Hua Xuan's face was pale and bloodless, and her hair was a mess.
Moreover, the ears of the two cats were twitching. They were far less shiny than when they were first seen. They became fluffy and withered and yellow, as if their fur had exploded.
Yang Cheng felt pity for a moment, thinking that Hua Xuan was in such a state because she didn't eat well, didn't sleep well along the way, went through an escape, and over-exhausted her totem power.
That's right too.
This little cat-eared girl is a ninth-grade totem warrior. Judging from the way she is dressed, the animal skins she wears seem to be better than those of ordinary totem warriors. She must be a witch in the tribe and has never suffered any suffering.
Therefore, after her original totem power was used up, she suffered all the way and became what she is now.
"Well, that must be it! The poor baby has suffered."
Yang Cheng figured it out and looked at Hua Xuan with even more pity in his eyes.
Hua Xuan was surprised that Yang Cheng released a ball of light all of a sudden, lighting up the surrounding area.
At the same time, he compared himself with him and shook his head in frustration.
I hate this guy, I hate him, but he can't compare to releasing a witchcraft so casually.
Then, Hua Xuan turned around and saw Yang Cheng looking at her with that disgusting look.
Instantly, Hua Xuan became angry, the cat ears on her head became even more hairy, and she cursed: "Why are you looking at me?"
As everyone knows, Hua Xuan thinks she is fierce, but in Yang Cheng's eyes, she is so cute and cute.
"Eat."
Yang Cheng tore the drumstick of a four-legged chicken from the grill and handed it to Hua Xuan with compassion.
This four-cornered chicken was beaten to death by Qiu Ye. After Yang Cheng took it just now, he handed it to Yan Hu and asked him to roast it.
Hua Xuan's face was filled with anger, and she was very angry that Yang Cheng looked at her with that disgusting look, but the four-legged chicken was handed to her and she smelled the fragrance of the four-legged chicken.
Hua Xuan thought forget it, she was a generous witch, and for the sake of the four-legged chicken, she didn't care about Yang Cheng.
After receiving the four-legged chicken, Hua Xuan took a big bite on it and her eyes widened instantly!
"Mmm, delicious!"
A salty taste that she had never experienced before filled Hua Xuan's mouth. It was the taste of refined salt.
Since Yang Cheng got the refined salt out, everyone in the Qingque tribe has given up eating from the original salt mine. This time when they went to the exchange ceremony, Yang Cheng also asked everyone to bring a bag of refined salt with them.
Either for trading, or just to satisfy my cravings on the road.
After all, the Qingque Tribe itself did not discover any salt mines, and the refined salt they obtained was obtained from the Teng Tribe.
"It's delicious, just eat more."
Yang Cheng felt very satisfied when he watched Hua Xuan take a bite of the chicken leg and then quickly gnaw on it.
Just like feeding pets at home, the food you eat may not be as expensive as cat food or dog food imported from abroad, but watching your pets eat happily makes you very satisfied.
Yang Cheng now sees Hua Xuan eating chicken legs like this, just like watching his pet eat.
Not only did Yang Cheng look at it, he also wanted to touch it.
While the cat-eared girl was munching on the chicken legs with her head down, Yang Cheng quietly approached her with his hand, and then took advantage of her unpreparedness and rubbed the cat-eared girl's ears.
As a senior cat-eared girl, Hua Xuan was very sensitive to her surroundings. It wasn't like she didn't feel the big hand that Yang Cheng quietly extended behind her.
However, she was reluctant to give up the delicious food in front of her, so she was too lazy to resist.
Moreover, it seems quite comfortable to have your ears rubbed...
"Meow~"
Hua Xuan felt so comfortable that she almost couldn't help but scream.
"Well, it feels better than before."
Yang Cheng frowned slightly and tried his best to give Shunping the ear hair of the beast-eared girl.
Just at this time, Qiuye came over with the freshly roasted meat.
According to tribal rules, the witch should be the first to eat the roasted meat.
Qiuye froze when he saw Hua Xuan eating barbecue again under Yang Cheng's evil hands.
Wu, what's going on?
Normally no one is allowed to touch her ears, so why did she let a shaman from the Qingque Tribe touch her ears again?
When Yang Cheng saw Qiuye coming over with a skewer of barbecue, he said displeasedly: "Qiuye warriors, what did you do? You just took her out as a child, but you haven't protected her yet.
Look, she is so weak, her face is pale and there is no blood at all.
If that doesn't work, go back and tell your witch to bring her to me as a witch, and I'll give you three clay pots in exchange. "
Yang Cheng wanted Hua Xuan to be a witch for him, but it would not be a crime.
How old was Hua Xuan? She was only a little over 1.5 meters. Compared with Yan Lin, Xing, and the others, she was more than a head shorter.
Yang Cheng looked at Hua Xuan as if he were his own pet. He truly felt pity for her. If she was suffering in the Teng Tribe, it would be better to send her to the Qingque Tribe.
He will definitely raise Hua Xuan to be fat and healthy, and become a healthy cat-eared girl.
The autumn leaves were stunned.
Did she hear it correctly?
The shaman of the Qingque tribe said that he wanted to send the shamans from his own tribe to him to become witches?
This, how can this be possible?
Hua Xuan is a witch from the Teng tribe. How could she become a witch from another tribe?
Even if her Qiuye is sent to the Qingque Tribe to become a witch, Hua Xuan will not become a witch!
It is impossible to return three clay pots or thirty clay pots!
Qiuye felt annoyed, angry and amused, and instinctively wanted to refute and scold Yang Cheng's words.
But then she remembered that Hua Xuan had said that she was not allowed to reveal her identity outside, and she could only show a weird expression.
Hua Xuan, who was chewing on the chicken legs, reacted to the delicious food when she heard Yang Cheng's words, and then became angry.
Go to your Qingque tribe and become a witch for you?
You hateful guy, you are so shameless!
Do you think I don’t know what a miko’s duties are?
A witch wants to sleep with a witch!
"Meow!"
Hua Xuan yelled angrily, threw the finished chicken legs on the ground, and stretched out her claws to scratch Yang Cheng's annoying face!
