This Is My Primitive Tribe

After returning to the rattan tribe, Jiang Xuan placed the red peony on the altar according to the instructions of the rattan god.

Chishao still has no vital signs, but the good news is that on the way back, her body has not changed.

"Sister, you are too tired. Take a good night's sleep here. Leave the tribe to me."

Jiang Xuan held Chishao's cold hand and looked at her for a long time before walking down from the altar reluctantly.

When he and Uncaria left the altar, many emerald green vines appeared on the ground, climbed up the altar, and then wrapped the red peony in layers, like a green cocoon.

Jiang Xuan looked forward to Chishao's return from the cocoon as soon as possible.

After leaving the altar, Jiang Xuan came to the warehouse of the Veng tribe.

Huo Meng, the leader of the frog tribe, stood in front of the tall warehouse of the Teng tribe. Through the gate, he saw the mountains of grain and other supplies, and he was very envious.

This time, the Frog Tribe did not play a big role in destroying the Bird Tribe. After all, their warriors were too few, so they went to dozens of them.

However, Jiang Xuan still decided to give them some spoils.

Don't be too stingy with affiliated tribes, otherwise they will not do their best to serve the Vine tribe in the future.

"The fiery leader, it's been a long wait."

Jiang Xuan adjusted his emotions and walked in front of Huo Meng with a smile on his face.

"No, no, Chief Xuan, is your witch okay?"

I don't know if it was because of seeing the power of the Vine tribe, or because Jiang Xuan had broken through to become a five-color warrior, Huo Meng was more cautious in front of Jiang Xuan than before.

"With the Fuji God, it's fine."

"That's fine, that's fine..."

Jiang Xuan said again: "This time your frog tribe fought bravely, so I decided to give you some of the spoils of war, and I will have everything prepared."

"Thank you, Chief Xuan."

Huo Meng had a surprised expression on his face. He really didn't expect that the Veng tribe would give them the spoils, because the so-called "fighting bravery" was nothing more than shooting arrows behind and throwing spears with everyone.

"Come with me."

Jiang Xuan walked into the warehouse with Huo Meng, and then found Mallow who was in charge of counting the spoils.

"Mallow, has the Frog Tribe's trophies been distributed?"

"Leader, separated."

Mallow pointed to the two piles of loot next to him: "It's all here."

The two piles of loot, one pile of food, one pile of seized weapons, tools and other things, a lot.

Jiang Xuan nodded: "Boss Huo Meng, find someone to bring these spoils back."

Huo Meng looked at the two piles of spoils and was overjoyed: "Thank you, Chief Xuan, I'll find someone right away."

Huo Meng quickly ran back to the Frog Tribe, called ten warriors, and then returned to the Veng Tribe's warehouse. After a few trips, he carried all the spoils he had received back to the Frog Tribe.

Before the battle, the clansmen of the frog tribe were actually not very happy. When the spoils were moved back, the clansmen of the frog tribe suddenly boiled.

Their resistance to becoming a subordinate tribe and needing to help the Vine tribe to fight has also weakened a lot, and many people even began to look forward to the next battle.

Only interests are the most reliable things to maintain the relationship between the suzerain tribe and the subordinate tribes.

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After destroying the Bird Tribe, the reputation of the Vine Tribe became even louder near the Great Swamp. The most obvious change was that more and more small tribes traded with the Vine Tribe.

These small tribes can often obtain the goods they need from the vine tribe, and the vine tribe can also earn various materials through trading.

It's a win-win situation.

Because there is no threat from the Bird Tribe, the life of the Vine Tribe has calmed down again, and everything is back on track.

On July 9th, a green light soaring to the sky appeared on the altar of the Veng tribe, and the breath of life was in full swing.

Jiang Xuan rushed from the yard to the front of the altar for the first time, staring at the top of the altar nervously and excitedly.

Many warriors from the Vine tribe also gathered around, and they probably guessed what was going on.

"Om..."

The altar shook slightly, and then, the red peony was wrapped above the altar, and the intertwined vines retracted one by one.

Chi Shao appeared again, still wearing her previous animal skin coat, her demeanor was relatively serene, as if she had fallen asleep.

"elder sister……"

Jiang Xuan ran to the altar, his nervous hands trembling slightly.

After a while, Chi Shao's right **** moved, and her eyelashes trembled.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes and saw Jiang Xuan.

"mysterious……"

When Jiang Xuan heard Chi Shao's voice again, his eyes were wet with excitement.

"Sister, you finally woke up, you scared me to death."

Jiang Xuan held Chi Shao's hand, this time, her hand was no longer cold, but warm.

Chi Shao smiled, then struggled a few times, trying to sit up.

Jiang Xuan hurried forward and helped Chishao up.

"never mind."

Chi Shao gently hugged Jiang Xuan and patted his thick back. After experiencing life and death, she cherished this affection even more.

After a while, Chi Shao let go of Jiang Xuan, stood up slowly and laboriously, and looked at the Veng tribe people below the altar.

"witch!"

In front of the altar, a warrior shouted excitedly.

"Witch, witch, witch..."

The others also cheered.

Chi Shao laughed, this is the tribe she guards.

Later, Jiang Xuan walked down the altar with Chi Shao, Chi Shao turned around to thank the Vine God, and then returned to the yard where she lived with the support of everyone.

Small Book Pavilion

Jiang Xuan came to clean this yard every day, and it was still the same as when she left, and the fire pond was still burning.

"Sister, are you hungry? I'll make you something delicious."

Jiang Xuan helped Chi Shao to sit down, and immediately went to prepare food.

Considering that Chi Shao had been sleeping for a long time, he planned to use Tao Ding to cook some red crystal rice porridge for her to eat, and then stew some meat when she recovered.

When Jiang Xuan was busy, soldiers kept sending various things, such as good-quality prey, fresh fish, freshly picked fruits, fresh vegetables, etc.

Jiang Xuan all accepted them one by one, these are the thoughts of the clansmen.

Seeing so many things, Chi Shao's heart became warmer.

After Jiang Xuan finished his work, when the red crystal rice porridge in the Tao Ding started to roll~www.readwn.com~ they finally had time to talk.

"Sister, when you were in witchcraft before, you really scared me to death. I thought I would never see you again."

Chi Shao said: "It was really dangerous at the time, but I was lucky in misfortune."

"A blessing in disguise?" Jiang Xuan looked at Chi Shao puzzled.

"Yes, come and see."

Chi Shao got up, walked to the door, and pointed to a relatively short herb in the medicine garden.

A strange force flowed from her fingertips and landed on the herbs.

A miraculous scene appeared.

I saw that the herb grew rapidly, and finally bloomed and fruited in a very short time.

Jiang Xuan was stunned: "Sister, did you break through?"

Chi Shao nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, I used to be in the realm of a little witch, but after breaking through, I became a middle witch, stronger than before."

"How is this going?"

As Chishao walked into the house, she explained to Jiang Xuan, "I am a witch of the Vine tribe, and my power comes from the Vine God, so I also have some of the abilities of the Vine God."

"The vine needs to go through the process of rooting, germinating, spreading branches and leaves, flowering and fruiting, and finally the winter comes and the branches and leaves wither."

"I've never experienced that, so I've been unable to break through."

"Until the attack on the Fierce Bird Tribe, I fell into a very powerful witchcraft, and the vitality in my body was destroyed, just like the vines in winter, the leaves withered, and the branches also withered."

"But as long as the roots are there, you can get stronger after the winter. Got it?"

Jiang Xuan probably understood it. He understood that if Chi Shao did not experience a life-and-death crisis, she would probably stay in the realm of Xiao Wu and could not break through.

In other words, this life-and-death crisis was a rare opportunity for her.