I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

At this time, Mouse must dare not call Mu Feng "brother" anymore.

The term "brother" would appear to be close to each other between the two familiar faculties, but like Mo Xiong's and Da Jiang, he and Mu Feng, the relationship is obviously not reached, and to call the younger brother would be a big deal.

And he changed his words "brother", already helpless and full of bitterness.

Although "brothers" are polite, they show respect-the strong are respected, and the respected are the brothers, regardless of age.

Mu Feng signaled Chang Shui to go busy by himself, and he went straight to sit down in front of Mouse Xu, took a glass of water from the pottery bowl, and took a sip.

The mouse must already feel away from the seat, neither standing nor sitting.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Brother, sit down!"

The mouse must be worried: "What do you want to do with me?"

Mu Feng curiously smiled and said, "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

The mouse was unsure, and tentatively asked: "You won't kill me?"

Mu Feng smiled and asked: "Why should I kill you?"

The mouse must be surprised. He carefully looked at Mu Feng's expression and found no trace of killing intent. He was puzzled: "He really didn't want to kill me?"

But he still didn't dare to relax, and now he couldn't be sure of the look of the young chieftain before him-because this young man had previously felt silly and stupid!

Looking at him in shock, Mu Feng shook his head and smiled: "Brother, don't worry, I will kill you if I want to kill you. Why wait until now, are you right?"

The mouse must frown and think, as if it had only reacted.

But he still nervously said, "Then what are you going to do with me?"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Same as I said before, aren't you unwilling to be a warchief? You help me watch cattle and sheep or something!"

The mouse must be stunned: "You really don't kill me?"

Mu Feng suddenly grinned: "Do you want to die that way?"

The mouse must be so frightened that his face paled, and he waved his hands again and again: "No, no!"

Mu Feng smiled again and said: "That's it, you don't want to die, and I don't have to kill you, right? Besides, didn't you bring your people to join me Da Jiang? I can't kill you anyway. You!"

Mouse must then think of his own people: "You, what do you do with them?"

"Don't worry, I said that if I accept them, they will be accepted. They will not lack food or clothing, let alone worry about danger. But—" Mu Feng stretched his voice, "I said, I have to follow my Da Jiang's request. !"

The mouse must shiver, he really heard the coldness and cruel meaning of Mu Feng's words!

Mu Feng smiled and said: "I know the situation of your Mo Xiong tribe, you don't need to hide it!"

Mo Xiong's department shivered again: "You all know?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Yes, I know, I know how many tribes you have eaten. But now I accept you. If you have the ability, you can eat my ginger. If you don't have the ability, follow my request!"

The mouse must be silent.

He suddenly realized that he was being led by the nose by the young man in front of him from beginning to end!

It's ridiculous that I told the tribe with certainty before: This young chieftain is a fool!

People who have lost their "freedom" should hate themselves very much.

Although he didn't know what Mu Feng said in front of his clan members, but now he is separated from his clan members, don't even think about it, the clansmen will no longer be single-minded with himself.

As for their next destiny, it is all in the hands of the young man in front of him-including himself.

He was silent for a while, and finally plucked up the courage to ask again: "Are you really going to let me take care of the cattle and sheep?"

Mu Feng smiled and said: "Of course, I, our big Jiang Xiang is the one who speaks!"

As he said, he got up and said, "If you don't believe me, I will take you to see the cattle and sheep you will take care of in the future!"

The mouse must be skeptical, forced to press and shiver, followed Mu Feng out of the door and out of the earth building.

When he came, his head was in the cloud and mist, and he could see the surrounding situation clearly at this time.

The courtyard wall is taller than all the tall and powerful he has seen before, black mounts, the calls of various animals, hundreds of people who are busy with each other...

Mouse beard was shocked and full of bitterness. He thought about taking the tribe to destroy the tribe before. Instead, he didn't expect that their entire Moxiong tribe would be "eaten" by others!

Mu Feng led him to the west courtyard wall, and the person in charge of the gate opened the gate leading to cattle pens, sheep pens and other livestock for him. As soon as he entered the door, Mouse Beard was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The entire pen is obviously built on a gentle slope, and the bark on the gentle **** is smooth and slippery.

Where are hundreds of cattle and sheep?

He can't count these cows alone, don't know how many there are!

I saw cows all over the mountains and plains appearing in the pens, or grazing in groups of three or five, or lying down to rest in seven to eighty pieces, or drinking water in a row with a dozen or so steaks...

The mouse must look dazzled, and his heart is shocked: "This, how many cows are there!"

He was just marveling at the number of cows at the moment, and he could no longer give birth to the idea of ​​eating them out-he understood that these things do not belong to their Moxiong tribe, and it is not up to them to eat them!

Mu Feng looked at the rat beard in shock, and asked with a smile, "Brother, how is it?"

The mouse must subconsciously answer: "Good, good!"

As for what's good, maybe he doesn't know it himself.

Mu Feng then took him to look at the sheep pen, deer pen and pig pen again.

The mouse must see it can't speak anymore.

He almost became the state of confusion and confusion before.

Mu Feng looked at it, and then took him out of the livestock barn, and when he was completely awake, he smiled and asked, "How about it, brother?"

The mouse must take a deep breath, calm down, and nod after thinking about it: "I understand what you mean!"

"Oh?" Mu Feng noticed the calmness of the rat beard, and smiled, "Tell me!"

The mouse must nod his head and became very calm at this moment. After hesitating for a while, he said, "You showed me so many livestock, which is far from what I can imagine. This means that I will leave when I see these things. Don’t leave your ginger. If you don’t leave, I won’t die, if you leave, I will die, right?"

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes without concealing it, and said with a smile: "Yes!"

The mouse must shrink his eyes.

In fact, what he said just now was just a guess, but Mu Fengyun's light confession immediately made him nervous again.

Because he felt the aura of a real long-term high-ranking person from Mu Feng-happiness and anger are invisible, and killing or keeping people is just in the middle of a thought!

After understanding this, Mouse must fully understand that he is not the opponent of the young chieftain in front of him, even the old chieftain who is regarded as the most holy by him!

Now the mouse must completely abandon those unrealistic ideas, resigned and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Only then did Mu Feng laughed and said, "Simple, stay with my Dajiang and see how strong my Dajiang is!"

The mouse must be stunned, first astonished, and then excited and looking forward to it.

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