Let Go Of That Primordial Man Chapter 454: Insights

The picture of Tuxi is a bit sloppy. If it is mentioned alone, I am afraid that few people in the entire Horde Alliance know who he is.

But when he talks about his identity as the witch of the Tuyue tribe, there will be quite a few people who will take the case: "Yes, that is the witch of the Tuyue tribe, the wine that loves wine..." …"

After migrating the entire tribe to the Luolei Mountains, the Tuyue tribe was assigned to a pretty good mountain pasture, so that the entire tribe could settle down.

If you calculate the time, it will be two months from the moment you set foot to the present.

However, because the large tribe has just settled down, all kinds of complicated affairs make Tuxi, a tribe witch of this tribe, so busy that he has almost no time to drink, naturally there is no chance to go to the Blackstone tribe Look.

Even though the prosperity of the Black Stone Tribe, he has spoken countless times through the local indigenous people.

Even if the Tuju tribe now stands, if it is along the road in front of the tribe’s gate, it only takes a few days to reach the Blackstone tribe...

This time, the Blackstone tribe also sent an invitation to the Tuyue tribe and some tribes who accompanied the mountain to join the tribal alliance meeting.

This is the excuse for Tuxi to leave the tribe. It seems that things that can never be dealt with, go with a group of other witches, and have a chance to visit the Blackstone tribe.

For this magical tribe deep in the Thunder Mountain Range, Tuxi is sure that the Blackstone Tribe is absolutely extraordinary.

But like the mouths of the indigenous people, it is unique in the world. Tu Xi’s heart holds an absolutely negative attitude:

It’s just some buns that haven’t seen the world before, and the fuss is out of their mouths; if they have the opportunity to go to the Chicken Town to see, they will naturally know what is called a giant tribe, and the prosperity under control...

Traveling all the way, the flat and wide avenue at the foot is one of Tuxi's two satisfactory points in the terrible natural environment of Luolei Mountain Range.

The ostrich riding beast running on such a road is no more than the grassland on the plain before them. It feels half a point apart, and it is also fast and stable.

And he is also satisfied with the alpine pasture that the Blackstone tribe arranged for them, and the water plants are particularly fat.

Even more than the plains pastures before them, they are more than capable. Under such nourishment, the animals fed by the tribe will only be more robust.

As we gradually approached the Black Stone Tribe, large areas of neat cultivated land appeared in front of Tuxi and his entourage. The crops in the cultivated land have reached the season of fast harvest. The heavy crops make people look at them, and their hearts are full of inexplicability. Joy.

Tuxi's witch with his men grazing for a living is nothing more than lamenting the tidy land of the Heishi tribe, the peculiar varieties of the crops planted, and the rare tall plants.

But with the dozen or so witches who are familiar with it, they don’t think so.

Their tribes used to rely on farming to maintain their livelihoods. As leaders of the tribes, they are naturally very sensitive to this aspect.

Looking at the crops with high heads and the heavy harvest full of them, their hearts turned upside down.

Because they compared them a little, this kind of thing called corn, the harvest of one acre of land can be worth as many as dozens of acres of them; even if their tribe’s previous arable land output can With such a small half, it will not be reduced to the present state.

The spirit of the ancestor is on it! How could such a piece of land have such an amazing harvest?

This lucky black stone tribe must be blessed by the gods in order to obtain such a magical seed and possess such a fat black land.

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sp; For a while, dozens of witches fell on their heads in a state of disregard, and they didn’t even care about the local indigenous people who were busy in the arable land. It was obviously looking at the buns.

To this, Tuxi deflated and deflated her mouth slightly.

He suddenly felt that choosing to walk with the witches of these small and medium-sized tribes was a huge mistake at all. Without any consciousness from the witches of the plain area, he simply lost his face.

For the arrival of Tuxi and others, the Black Stone Tribe has already arranged everything.

So when Tuxi and others arrived at the gate, the Heishi tribe had already arranged for them to meet at the gate; this way, Tuxi and others avoided the embarrassment of not knowing where to go.

Because just after entering the city gate, Tuxi and these people were completely taken aback by the prosperous scene in front of them...

The area of ​​the Black Stone Tribe is not large, not even one-third of the small city like the Chicken Town, but the prosperity between the two is simply not comparable.

Following the lead, they slowly moved towards the center of the Blackstone Horde.

The first thing Tuxi felt was that there were so many people here. On the quite wide avenue, there were crowds like him who looked around and looked at all kinds of fresh things on both sides of the road.

Secondly, the Heishi Stone tribe is actually rare and clean. Both sides of the road are neatly arranged wooden hanging-leg cabins; the light alone makes people's eyes bright and very comfortable in their hearts.

The pavement on the ground is paved with large pieces of bluestone slabs. The bluestone slabs are obviously polished and obviously smooth.

More importantly, even if so many people step on it, there is no dust and mud at all; it is not like the chicken city at all. When it is sunny, the streets of the city are always dusty and rainy. It's leg mud.

Looking like the surprise of Tuxi and others, or the expression that has become accustomed to the comer, the leading man of the Black Stone Tribe explained it~IndoMTL.com~ Don’t look at this on the road Clean, in fact, there is often the reason for someone to clean it. In general, you have to clean it at least three times a day. "

"In addition, seeing that there is a rattan basket every so far, it is for passers-by, throwing useless debris into it; other places are not allowed to discard debris at random, even spitting These are not allowed."

A witch of a small tribe heard a silly question and asked, "If it were discarded and spitting casually."

"Well, see those women who don't." The man who led the way pointed at the avenue, and said the woman with a red circle of cloth in her arms.

After seeing the people nodding, the leading men continued to speak: "These women are specialized in managing these! If they are caught, they will either fine a dime of food stamps or clean the toilet for five days. ."

After the children heard the words, they immediately took a breath and they couldn't guess what it was like to clean the toilet.

But they already know a little bit about the price of the Thunder Mountain Range. They can know that for ordinary people, a dime ticket is not a lot of money; it is the good wine in bulk of the Blackstone tribe. , Can buy as much as half a catty.

While these witches are not able to afford this fine, if they are caught by these women, it is really a matter of letting these noble witches lose their faces.

At this time, Tu Xi just had an itchy throat. He heard this when an old sputum reached his mouth, and he swallowed it back...

In the end, walking all the way down, the group was led to a place called a guest house, which was regarded as their short-term accommodation for the past few days.

Looking at this exquisite luxury house, for a long time, no one from Tuxi and others could speak.