Farming in ancient times: Dressing up as a group of beasts to pamper Xiaojiaojiao

Chapter 143
However, if Luo Qingqing was not detoxified now, given her current physical condition, she would not be able to withstand the long-term attack at all, and it was very likely that she would die on the way home.

Thinking of this, Chen Bo said lightly: "Lianqiao, bring Qianqian over and ask her to examine Qingqing carefully."

"Yes." Lian Qiao replied lightly, besides being a maid, she is also a spiritual doctor, but not many people know her identity.

At this time, Chen Bo suddenly asked coldly: "Luo Qingqing, why do you smell like other men?"

"When I came back from the bath just now, I almost fell down and was supported by a man from the Motong tribe. He is over there now. If you don't believe me, just call over and ask." Luo Qingqing replied calmly.

Hearing this, Chen Bo regained his composure.

The smell he left on Luo Qingqing's body was to declare his sovereignty.

Luo Qingqing doesn't smell like him now, which makes him very upset.

But hearing her say it was because of taking a bath, she didn't have an attack.

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After a while, Forsythia brought Sissy over.

She was already tossed hard by Chen Yi, and she was overwhelmed by Chen Bo's suspicion and questioning, and she couldn't bear it for a while.

Sissy only felt that her eyes were darkened, and her body tilted and fell forward.

'Boom! '

With a loud noise, Qianqian's forehead hit the stone table, and within a moment, a big red bump bulged out.

The entire forehead protrudes forward, which is comparable to the forehead of Shou Xing's old man.

Chen Bo froze in place, unable to recover for a while.

Luo Qingqing smiled slightly, and lightly poked Forsythia with her elbow.

The latter came back to his senses, and hurriedly squatted down to check.

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In the tree house where Hu Xiaoyue was, an old man came slowly with the support of a man from the Motong tribe.

The old man's face was full of fairy folds, his weather-beaten eyes were full of delicate radiance, and he was leaning on a green crutch in his right hand, on which a vivid golden snake was winding and climbing.

Above the golden snake, there is a pair of purple pupils, shrewd and mysterious.

Xue Ni hurriedly stepped forward, took over the position of the clansman, and whispered in her ear what had just been discussed.

After sitting cross-legged, the old man closed his eyes and meditated.

After a while, she opened her eyes slightly: "The wind and rain are coming on the Fengdu Grassland, and Wantong Mountain can no longer protect our people. We must follow in the footsteps of the Beast God's messenger. Xue Ni, you are the most thoughtful patriarch of the Motong tribe , you should know what to do, don't you?"

Xue Ni flinched and hesitated, "Si Yu, what do you mean, you want me to join forces with the Tianhu tribe?"

"The envoys of the Beast God from the Tianhu Tribe have descended, which symbolizes that they have been blessed by the Lord Beast God. It is time for us to make a change, otherwise the catastrophe of genocide is really not far away from us." Si Yu said with a smile on her face. With a mysterious smile.

After a moment of daze, Xue Ni whispered, "Thank you for your advice, I know what to do."

After speaking, Xue Ni turned and walked towards the square.

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As soon as I stepped into the square, I saw seven or eight people gathered around the first place.

Xue Ni froze, confused: "What's the matter?"

"No problem." Chen Bo said lightly, winked at Zhao Qing and Lian Qiao, and signaled them to take the unconscious Qian Qian away.

Lianqiao knew that they had something to say, so she dragged Luo Qingqing away before leaving.

Xue Ni looked at Luo Qingqing without showing any signs.

She is the messenger of the beast god?
It's no different from ordinary people, and it doesn't have many arms or legs!
It's just her face, how could it be so ugly, can a person with a dead face really lead them away from natural and man-made disasters?

Walking to the side of the square, Zhao Qing looked at Lianqiao and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Send it to her family and let them take care of it." Lian Qiao replied without hesitation.

Zhao Qing nodded, and left with the belt around Qianqian's waist.

Lian Qiao turned her head to look at Luo Qingqing: "He Man and the others are out hunting, we will prepare the meal tonight, and you will help me later."

"Okay." Luo Qingqing did not refuse.

Lian Qiao frowned slightly, lowered her head and complained in a low voice: "This place is too backward, there is nothing else to eat except barbecue."

If it wasn't for the fear of food exposure, she would have already taken out the pancakes she carried with her and ate them.

Compared with the barbecue that only tasted salty and fishy, ​​she missed other delicacies very much at the moment.

Although Lianqiao complained softly, Luo Qingqing didn't miss it. She asked tentatively: "Lianqiao, what do you mean, does the clan have other food?"

"After you get to the clan, you will naturally see the gap between the clan and the tribe." Lian Qiao glanced at her and said ambiguously.

When Luo Qingqing heard the words, she knew that there was nothing to ask.

Forsythia seems to be innocent and unscheming, but he is actually very vigilant.

She also wanted to insinuate and ask about other things, and she must not make Lian Qiao suspicious at this moment, because she would be wary of her.

Lianqiao didn't know what was going on in her heart, she took her hand and smiled softly: "Come on, let's take a few people to the river, catch some fish and come back, I'll cook something delicious for you tonight."

After finishing speaking, she waved to Xin Ze, signaling him to come with them.

It just so happened that at this time, Wu Xie came out of the tree hole, just in time to see Xin Ze's face, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Before the exclamation in his mouth could come out, someone slammed his neck hard.

Wu Xie didn't even have time to let out a muffled groan, so he fell headlong to the ground.

Brothers Wu Miao and Wu Shan swallowed their saliva while staring at the busy girls in the Motong tribe, but they didn't realize that their beast father had been beaten unconscious and dragged away.

Li Chun and Nian Nian huddled beside them, their faces looked as if they had opened a soy sauce shop, and their bodies were still shaking like chaff.

Lianqiao was very excited to be able to eat food other than barbecue: "Qingqing, do people in the Tianhu tribe eat fish?"

"Don't eat, there are many thorns, and it's poisonous." Luo Qingqing said without hesitation, and must not expose the tribe's ability to feed themselves.

Forsythia smiled knowingly: "The fish is actually very delicious. After removing the head and internal organs, it is not poisonous. There are a bit too many thorns, but it does not affect the use. Not everyone in the clan can eat delicious fish, only powerful warriors , and leaders are eligible to enjoy it.”

"What? Isn't food just for eating? Why can some people eat it while others can't?" Luo Qingqing pretended not to know, and asked in amazement.

Lian Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, and said seriously: "Clan, the strong are respected, the stronger the strength, the more entitled to enjoy the most delicious food."

"I understand." Luo Qingqing nodded slightly, knowing that Lianqiao's words were hitting her.

The two walked while talking, and after a while, the sound of gurgling water came into their ears.

Dingdong's spring water is very pleasant to the ear.

The slightly cool river breeze caressed the cheeks gently, dispelling the dryness and heat, and feeling refreshed all over.

It was dusk at this time, the setting sun was hanging in the sky, surrounded by fire clouds, clusters of golden flower buds in bloom.

The golden setting sun shines on the sparkling river surface, and the water and sky are the same color, which is beautiful.

With an excited smile on Forsythia's face, she rolled up her trouser legs and waded into the cool river water. She held it lightly with both hands, and it was a fresh grass carp.

She stared at the fish in her hand, feeling hungry, and swallowed subconsciously: "My master likes the deliciousness of this fish the most, so I must catch some more."

(End of this chapter)