"￥Rr%"

The chief of the fire tribe stood here and waited for a while, then turned around and said something, then someone picked up the leaves of the tree that hadn't dried out, and piled them on the burning fire.

The billowing smoke rose quickly, and under the clear sky, it looked very eye-catching...

"These guys, why are they still burning?"

The autumn was high and fresh, the sky was as clear as washes, and the field of vision was very wide. On the upper reaches of the river, Han Cheng and others who were going down by boat saw the rising plume of smoke.

The time and space in the trance seemed to be intertwined, and they returned to the time when they first came here to see the smoke plume.

Han Cheng said to himself like this, Xin said that this tribe wouldn’t get sick again and be burned in that cruel way, right?

"Sister Bai Xue."

Han Cheng thought of something and yelled, but Bai Xuemei didn't agree. In the past, as long as Han Cheng said something, the little girl would answer immediately.

Han Cheng turned his head in some doubt, and saw that Bai Xuemei behind him was also looking at the plume of smoke.

A pair of big eyes were full of horror, and his already pale face could almost be described as pale at this time, and his body was trembling slightly, like a leaf on a separate branch beside a big river in the cold wind.

"Sister Bai Xue, don't be afraid, Brother Cheng is here."

Han Cheng shook his heart, and hurriedly walked over to hug the lonely and helpless child bride-in-law, softly comforting.

You don't need to ask him to know that this plume of smoke reminds Bai Xuemei of her previous encounters and the terrible scene.

Bai Xuemei looked at the smoke column in horror and a little dazed, feeling the warm and firm embrace, listening to the familiar voice from her ear, the fear in her heart dissipated a lot.

She subconsciously grasped Han Cheng's hand tightly, as if she had caught the last life-saving straw.

Yes, with Brother Cheng, he saved himself from the fire and healed his illness. With Brother Cheng, he would no longer be pushed into the fire...

Han Cheng gently slapped Bai Xuemei on the back, both heartache and a little relieved.

What distressed is the tragic experience of Bai Xuemei before and her fragile and helpless appearance at the moment.

What is rest assured is that through Bai Xuemei's performance at this time, he can be sure that even if someone from the Fire Tribe invites her, the child bride-in-law will never return to the tribe that once brought her nightmares.

As long as Bai Xuemei refuses to go back, then others don't want her to stay.

Han Cheng's worries are not unreasonable. At this time, the tribe attaches great importance to two things, one is food, and the other is population.

After seeing that Bai Xuemei is intact, the people of the Fire Tribe may ask Bai Xuemei to return to the tribe.

"Get your weapons ready, and be careful later."

Han Cheng patted the gradually calming down Bai Xuemei on the back, while giving orders to the accompanying people.

Junior Brother Sha and the others smiled, and skillfully took their weapons in their hands.

In the past six months, their training has not stopped. Apart from reclaiming wasteland, hunting and planting, as long as they don’t catch up with the busy farming, overcast and rainy days, the three-day training never fails.

Those who have been integrated into the Qingque tribe and the original bone tribe also participated in the training two months ago.

The reason why they waited for a while before letting these people from the Primordial Bone Tribe participate in the training, the starting point is still the safety of the tribe.

After all, there is a huge difference between people with weapons and those without weapons.

"￥@#4!"

Standing on the high ground for a while, to see if the river was still empty, no one came with strange things, and the chief of the fire tribe was about to leave from here.

After all, they still need to pick fruits and hunt for food, and it is impossible to stay here for a long time.

However, the two people who took care of the fire would not leave, lest they could not find their own tribe after the floating tribe came.

He is extremely concerned about the kind of method that can cure a disease that seems to him to be mortal.

Even though he didn't believe the leader of the tribe, he still held some hope and was unwilling to give up.

Just when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly saw some dark shadows appearing on the empty river.

When I first saw it, I was shocked, and then reacted, and the whole person immediately became happy.

That floating tribe, now really came from the water, they did not miss the appointment!

The leader of the fire tribe shouted excitedly, and the crowd of scattered nearby tribes gathered towards him, and then everyone flew towards the edge of the river together.

"Bring these things later."

Han Cheng also saw people running towards the river. He looked down at the things in the cabin, and after thinking about it, he said to Shang who asked.

These things have salt, salted fish, and some pottery.

This is his gift to the Fire Tribe.

Han Cheng came this time with not only weapons but also gifts.

Weapons are used to **** relatives when necessary, and gifts are used to give away.

After all, the Huo tribe can be called his mother-in-law tribe, and abducted women from other tribes to become child brides-in-laws, and they always get some dowry.

Although the people of this era don't know these, as a modern man from later generations, Han Cheng doesn't want to take advantage of the fire tribe.

Of course, the premise of giving gifts is that the Fire Tribe should not do too much. If you do something that Han Cheng doesn't want to see, then what happens next is hard to say.

"Hello, hello."

The ship gradually docked, holding Bai Xuemei in one hand and holding a small bundle of dried Bupleurum root in the other. He responded in Mandarin to the people from the Fire Tribe who greeted them excitedly on the shore.

At the same time, he raised his hand holding Bupleurum, slowly beckoning towards them, the root of Bupleurum swayed.

Just make a greeting gesture, regardless of whether they understand it or not.

According to the previous instructions, Junior Brother Shang and Sha first went ashore. After a certain degree of safety was provided on the shore, Han Cheng took the flickering eyes of Bai Xuemei to land.

Six people on the boat did not get off. This time there was no one on the shore, so a few people were left to watch the boat.

These people are all good people who use bows and arrows. They can stay on the ship to guard the ship, and secondly, once things change, they can carry out remote suppression and support Han Cheng and others on the shore.

Han Cheng walked slowly to the shore while carefully observing the Fire Tribe.

There are a lot of people in the Fire Tribe, and there are almost forty or fifty people gathered here.

The youngest child is only a little younger than Han Cheng, the rest are adults, no young children.

The last time people who were sick were burnt to death should be similar to a ritual for the Huo Tribe, so men, women and children all came, this time it was different.

The chief of the Fire Tribe stood at the front with a smiling face, and the men and women of the Fire Tribe stood behind. Although they held weapons in their hands, they were all relaxed and showed no signs of fighting.

It was the female primitives who are mostly shirtless ~lightnovelpub.net~ that made Han Cheng shiver slightly.

These guys, looking at themselves and others with green eyes, seem to want them all to be eaten.

On the other hand, the male primitive men of the Fire Tribe appear to be much more peaceful, but the smiles on their faces are somewhat meaningful. Some guys can't help but laugh, and don't know what they think of.

Han Cheng has basically determined that the Fire Tribe is not hostile, and he has taken Bai Xuemei more confidently.

When he came to the leader of the Fire Tribe, the leader of the Fire Tribe opened his arms to give Han Cheng an enthusiastic hug. Han Cheng hurriedly let go of Bai Xuemei’s hand and held the hand of the leader of the Fire Tribe.

And pretending to be solemn, shaking gently, while saying: "Hello, hello."

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