I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The imprint gun that was shot with panda eyes was full of joy, and he didn't care about the ridicule of the surrounding bluebird soldiers, and returned to his mount with the golden sword in his hand, loving it.

After seeing the knife in his hand, the surrounding soldiers opened their eyes wide and exclaimed: "Gold, gold!"

At the moment, all luminous metal utensils are collectively referred to as gold, not just made of gold.

As for the non-luminous ones, they are basically regarded as stones.

The golden knife in the hands of the Imprint Gun now has a thick back, which is obviously conducive to slashing. The beautiful moiré patterns are all carefully crafted by the great **** craftsman, and the iron long knife is glowing with a cold light.

Then anyone who saw it would understand that it was by no means comparable to any bone knives.

This kind of light is indeed gold.

For an instant, all the soldiers were envious when they looked at the guns!

Some people even whispered: "You said, if I also find that warchief to fight, even if I am beaten as the leader, will I get a golden sword?"

The people around laughed together: "If that's the case, it's your turn?"

"Even if it is really embarrassed by that great chieftain, I am willing!"

"Hey, I should have tried it before the leader..."

Of course, the joke is a joke, and all the Bluebird fighters have seen it, and the leader of his own is not a bit cheap, so what can they do if they go?

Especially this young warchief was the person who helped them solve the big trouble in the blue bird club, and the story has spread throughout the blue bird club.

Especially among the younger generation of fighters, many have followed Mu Feng to participate in the conquest of Lei Ze, Barbarian Niu and other tribes. After the destruction of the two tribes, they were regarded as heroes by the tribesmen.

And Mu Feng, who took them to victory, is naturally a hero in the mouth of a hero.

Therefore, the Jade Bird Ministry has already respected Mu Feng a long time ago.

As for the invitation to fight with guns, it was mostly due to the love of the elder brother for the younger sister.

The result does not affect the final result.

What's more, after his boss was beaten again, he even got a gold sword, which was far beyond everyone's expectations.

The action of the young warchief really made people unable to fault.

Even the person who was punched out of the panda's eyes, the gun, was sitting on the back of the armored earth dragon, holding the golden knife in both hands, as if he was afraid that someone would **** it away.

The bluebird warrior on the side roared again: "I said the chief, how cold is this knife to hold, give it to me and I hold it for you!"

"That's right, the leader, can I go home and hold my sister-in-law comfortable with the golden knife?"

"That's right, Jin Dao, go back and hold my sister-in-law..."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed again.

The imprint gun with a pair of panda eyes open doesn't care at all. It has no head and a shelf, and clings to the golden knife: "Go away, this golden knife will be my second daughter-in-law in the future, who dares to try it!"

The crowd booed again: "Does that person hold you while you sleep?"

"You should be careful with that leader, in case your second daughter-in-law hacks you while you are sleeping!"

"That's right, the eldest sister-in-law will not do it then!"

"Hahaha!" A group of people laughed unscrupulously again.

Mu Feng and the others, who were a distance away, naturally heard these words and laughed helplessly.

Bai Yue laughed in a low voice: "Warchief, this gun is really interesting, so happy to be beaten!"

Han Shu curled his lips and said, "Anyone will be happy after being beaten, but got a golden knife!"

Bai Yue smiled and said, "It's just that the great chieftain is generous. He even kept his hands on what he was looking for first!"

Mu Feng sighed helplessly, and said in his heart: "I don't want to, but he is my eldest brother, how dare I make a kill."

A few people on the side saw Mu Feng sighed, thinking that he was distressed by Jin Dao, and even started to laugh, mostly innocent jokes.

"It's just a golden knife, and I don’t need this one for my ginger", "It’s also out of my **** that other tribes still treat these things as rare things", or "you might not have seen them before." Stuff" or something.

If it is to be heard by others, I am afraid that Baiyue's group of people will be frightened to death.

In fact, if it weren't for the Blue Bird Division, Mu Feng deliberately confessed that the people "have the wealth", I am afraid that three hundred people will show up with their golden swords, and the Blue Bird Division soldiers in front will be greedy to death!

Mu Feng did not pay attention to Baiyue and the others' banter. He thought of the "iron-eater" he heard from the Bluebird soldiers before. With a heart move, he summoned the imprint gun and asked aloud: "I just heard you talk about the iron-eater. , Is there in the Blue Bird Club?"

The printing gun that had benefited from Mufeng looked at Mufeng more cordially and pleasing to the eye at this time.

In addition, I have a deep admiration for Mu Feng in my heart. At this time, seeing Mu Feng asking questions, he hurriedly answered with a smile: "I don't have iron-eaters in the Blue Bird department, but I have them in most of Yunmeng in the south."

"Most Yunmeng!" Mu Feng muttered, and then asked, "Then what does the iron beast you are talking about look like?"

The gun pointed at his eyes: "Hey, it has my eyes, black and white, no other colors."

Mu Feng glanced at the blue eyes that had been beaten by the gun. He wanted to laugh, but finally held back, nodded, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked, "What does the iron-eater eat?"

Yin Qiang's expression became stunned: "The iron-eater seems to eat everything, wood, bamboo, and wild beasts, even human beings. It eats even when it is extremely hungry!"

Mu Fengxin said: "Sure enough!"

Iron-eaters were omnivorous in ancient times and were extremely cruel. It is said that they ate pig iron and were the mounts of a certain tycoon.

"Wait!" Mu Feng suddenly realized the problem, "They can't tell the metal, how did they know the iron-eater?"

You know, the "iron" in the iron-eater is metallic iron!

He tentatively asked: "Then why is this iron-eater beast? Does it eat iron? What is iron?"

The printing gun scratched his head: "I don't know, it's just that others call it that way."

"Others?" Mu Feng frowned, "Who?"

The gun was even more confused, and shook his head.

Mu Feng had no choice but to give up, and asked instead: "Then can you catch the iron-eater?"

The gun nodded: "You can catch it, but it's all killed after shooting. We can't take the animal trainer alive. The iron-eater can't be tamed at all. It will violently hurt people at every turn.

"Does the Yunmeng Department have an iron-eating beast as a mount?" Mu Feng asked again.

Yin Gun nodded: "Yes, there are fewer than ten people, and I don't know how they tame the iron-eaters!"

After a pause, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Mu Feng: "By the way, Warchief, aren't you a beast control master, maybe you can try it!"

Mu Feng was moved in his heart, but then he thought of running to the big south side of the Blue Bird Club for a few pandas. It was really not worth it-there were still many important things to do when he returned!

He nodded: "Well, I will go if I have a chance!"

"Okay!" The gun was eager to try.

Then he looked at the dusty place not far away, immediately pointed to his bruised eyes, smiled and said, "Look, my eyes will be useful later!"

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