I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

With a cry of Ape Hair, many people in the Ape Club were drawn out.

They came out one by one, and when they saw the tribe suddenly break into a large number of people, they all exclaimed: "Enemy attack!"

In an instant, many adults poured out from all the lairs, and one by one, they drew a shuttle gun from the lair, all down, ready to shoot at any time.

"Stop, stop!" Ape Mao shouted loudly.

"Ape hair?" A majestic voice sounded, "What's the matter, why are you bringing foreigners to our tribe?"

Mu Feng looked at the sound and found that a middle-aged man who was about the same as ape-hair was holding a shuttle gun, living in the middle of the branch of the largest tree, and sternly asked.

Yuan Mao immediately bowed and saluted: "Great Chief!"

Then he excitedly pointed to Mu Feng and said, "Warchief, he, he is a divine envoy!"

But he immediately realized that his fingers Mu Feng was extremely disrespectful, and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Divine Envoy?" The Great Chief of the Ape Department was taken aback and exclaimed, "Divine Envoy?"

At the same time, the orangutan tribesmen on the other trees also exclaimed one by one: "My Lord God Envoy?"

Yuan Mao nodded hurriedly, dancing with his hands, looking at Mu Feng with a feverish expression on his face, then turned and looked up at the tree: "Warchief, he is a divine envoy!"

"Are you a divine envoy?" The Great Chief of the Orangutan Department asked condescendingly, with both doubt and excitement in his voice.

"Who are you?" the fire dragon on the side asked, with an unhappy voice, "I am the fire dragon!"

He was originally the Great Chief of the Flame Fire Department, and he didn't even look down on such a small tribe as the Orangutan Department, and the Great Chief of the Orangutan Department was not in his eyes.

But right now, the great chief of the Orangutan Ministry is so arrogant that he even dared to doubt Mu Feng, so where would he put his face?

"Fire Dragon?" The man was taken aback, "The Fire Dragon Chief of the Yanhuo Department?"

The fire dragon snorted coldly: "It's me! You are the savage, the great chief of the Orangutan Ministry?"

His voice was obviously more arrogant than the Great Chief of the Orangutan Department. It was a sense of superiority that a big tribe was born with after seeing a small tribe.

This time the great chief of the ape department put away his arrogance, put away the shuttle spear, jumped straight from the tree, walked carefully to the opposite side of Mu Feng and others, carefully guarded, looked at the fire dragon: "I am the head of the ape, it The Great Chief of the Orangutan Ministry, I have seen my brother!"

Only then did Mu Feng take a closer look.

I saw a middle-aged monkey standing in front of him.

Not very tall, but not short.

His eyes were as bright as stars, and his black face was filled with perseverance and wisdom.

The most prominent is the fluffy hair on his bare skin!

It's the face, it's also a plush layer!

At this time, he changed his attitude and looked at the fire dragon.

Obviously, the Yanhuo Ministry, which controls the salt trade in this area, is still very prestigious among these small tribes.

Huolong snorted and pointed to Mu Feng next to him: "Now I have joined Da Jiang in the Yanhuo Ministry, and respect him as the Great Chief!"

"Huh?" The Ape Head looked at Mu Feng, excited and puzzled, "My Lord God Envoy?"

It can be seen that he doubts Mu Feng's identity.

Mu Feng was a little unhappy, but he clearly felt his excitement.

Thinking of the courteous demeanor of Yuanmao and the others along the way, he suppressed it unhappily. After thinking about it for a while, he just nodded with an "um".

The monkey head did not speak, looking at him expectantly.

Mu Feng smiled, and a whistle sounded.

Three eagle feather dragons in the sky immediately appeared in the sky, hovering, and "tweeting" in response.

The clansmen of the Orangutan Tribe all exclaimed: "The giant eagle monster, it's the giant eagle monster!"

The face of the monkey head changed drastically: "The man who brought disaster!"

Yuan Mao hurriedly explained: "No, no!"

Mu Feng made another whistle, and the eagle feather dragon fluttered its wings and disappeared.

Then he gave another whistle and drank: "Mao Huji——"

Then came an exclamation: "Ah, Warchief!"

"what!"

"What is this!"

The head of the ape suddenly turned his head and looked to the top of his head, his scalp numb.

I saw an unknown beast with gray coats unexpectedly appeared under the big tree where people were obviously outcropping.

This group of beasts is no fewer than fifty, and they are climbing up the tree trunk with their four claws, and at the same time they are whimpering and roaring, "Maowooji——"

It is Meng Ji beast!

"Controlling the beast!" The Ape Head exclaimed.

Mu Feng nodded and let out another low roar. All the Meng Ji beasts jumped off the tree trunk, and a few dives disappeared under the belly of Jiang's horse, hiding their figure.

Only then did Mu Feng ask, "What else to look at?"

The ape head looked moved and extremely excited, but he was still able to suppress the excitement in his heart and raised his volume: "Can you cure the illness?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ape fur on the side immediately said: "Yes, you can!"

It seemed that he was afraid that the monkey head would not believe it, he even directly took out a bone knife himself, slashed his arm, and suddenly blood overflowed.

Then he hoped to look at Mu Feng as if he didn't feel the pain: "My lord, please give me treatment!"

Mu Feng understood that this was what Yuan Mao wanted him to prove to the monkey head.

This sincere thought alone was enough to make Mu Feng moved.

He nodded, no longer had the slightest hesitation, took a deep breath, muttered "Return to Heaven" in his heart, and then touched his wound, and the wound disappeared.

"Great Chief, look!" Yuanmao was excited.

"This!" The head of the monkey went forward excitedly and grabbed the hair of the monkey, looked at the arm of the hair carefully and carefully, and turned to Mu Feng after confirming that it was correct. "Are you really a god?"

Mu Feng nodded calmly.

The Ape Head subconsciously looked at Mu Feng and the people next to Mu Feng, as well as the various weapons carried by these people.

Long spear, bow and arrow, Weng Jin hammer...

They were all weapons he had never seen before!

"My Lord God Envoy!" The Ape Head took a deep breath, and bowed to Mu Feng in the same manner as Ape Hair and the others.

Seeing the ape head saluting in this way, Ape Mao shouted loudly: "The people of the ape tribe, all come out to worship the Lord God!"

As a result, a shout of "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and as a tree

These people, both men and women, have something in common: thin, eyes brighter than ordinary people, hands and feet longer than ordinary people, and body hair is also more than ordinary people's length! ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

And they have one thing in common: there is no old man!

Mu Feng suddenly guessed the reason: the older one guessed that he could not move on the tree and was thrown to death.

"This is a tribe with strength!" Mu Fengxin said, "Use strength to ensure that the population of your tribe stays at a low value all year round!"

Seeing that the head of the ape lay down and bowed down, Ape Mao and others also lay down and bowed down one after another.

Mu Feng was so helpless that he waved his hand: "Get up!"

All the members of the Orangutan Club looked at Mu Feng, with enthusiasm on their faces, but they didn't get up.

"What's the matter?" Mu Feng said in surprise, "Aren't you entrusting me as a divine messenger? Why don't you listen to me?"

At this time, the head of the ape crawled and came to Mu Feng, with both hands up, and pleaded piously: "May God take my Ape Division out of this forest, and let my Ape Division grow and grow!"

Mu Fengxin said, "This is the purpose of my coming!"

But in order to maintain his image as a "divine envoy", he nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

The head of the monkey was overjoyed and hurried forward again. Without giving Mu Feng's reaction, he hugged Mu Feng's feet with his head and touched Mu Feng's feet with his head.

Mu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted. After resisting the awkwardness, he let him touch his feet with his head and then let him get up.

Satisfied, the head of the ape hurriedly got up and stood beside Mu Feng respectfully, his face full of surprise.

Without waiting for Mu Feng to speak, Yuan Mao also learned the behavior of the ape head, rushing forward, touching Mu Feng's feet with his head.

"What kind of etiquette is this?" Mu Feng exclaimed from the bottom of his heart, but pretending to be calm on his face.

As for the fire dragon and a kind of big **** tribe, they were already dumbfounded.

Although they didn't know what the people of the Orangutan Division were doing, they all knew that they respected their warchief very much.

Mu Feng was extremely helpless. He thought that the ape fur should be over after touching his feet, but he didn't expect that the entire orangutan tribe, regardless of male or female, would crawl and touch their feet in front of Mu Feng.

Some people even hit his feet as hard as a kowtow, causing his feet to feel painful...

After a long while, this strange etiquette was finished.

Mu Feng only felt a pain in his feet.

Without waiting for him to speak, the head of the ape directly shouted: "Everyone in the ape club, pack things up, and let the lord leave here with the god!"

"I'm going!" Mu Feng was surprised, "Is it so efficient?"

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