Chapter 737
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On the way back, Warrior Da Jiang counted what he got this time and reported it to Mu Feng.
Wanliyun, eight horses.
Zhao Yebai, twenty-one horses, five foals.
Qingjiaosi, with five heads, one with a broken horn.
There are more than 800 black horses and a little more than 400 cattle.
Everyone was quite puzzled why the chief gave the monster with a human face some cows and horses when he came, otherwise they would have brought more horses back to the tribe this time.
Mu Feng didn't explain to them either, but just asked them to take care of the cows and horses and return them to the tribe.
With a large number of cows and horses, no matter how difficult the prey along the way is to catch their eyes, the very few wild sheep and bison appear in the forest, and they just catch them if they can, and let them go if they can't catch them.
In this way, they drove back from the grassland in the valley, and it took six days before they finally drove all the cattle and horses out of the valley and set foot on their way home.
After leaving the valley, they drove back and forth for another four days before they came to the area near the black bear department.
Coincidentally, they encountered soldiers from the Black Bear Division out hunting, and the leader was Xiong Er.
It was the first time that Xiong Er, who saw people driving such a large group of cattle and horses back, was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
They saw a group of people passing by with oxen and horses from a distance. The mounts were strong and mighty, far inferior to the dozens of them.
After experiencing the robbery of Mufeng on the grassland before, Xiong Er understood a truth.
Many things can only be seen and thought about, but it does not necessarily belong to oneself.
Otherwise, if you are greedy in your heart, you may bring yourself a disaster of death.
But just as he was about to take his people away from him, a giant eagle's cry from the sky caught his attention: "Jiujiu——"
Xiong Er had seen the eagle-feathered dragon before.
He looked at the sky suspiciously, and then quietly looked at the group of extremely powerful people, both puzzled and shocked: "Big, big chief?"
The great chief he was talking about was naturally not the big flicker, but Mu Feng.
Sure enough, before he could react, a familiar voice sounded: "Xiong Er, long time no see!"
Xiong Er was shocked, and immediately realized that his guess was right, so he hurriedly got off his horse and saluted: "Dear chief!"
Mu Feng waved his hands and smiled, "Where's my brother?"
Xiong Er turned his head to look in the direction of the tribe, and replied respectfully: "The great chief is practicing calligraphy in the tribe!"
Mu Feng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this big flicker to be quite diligent.
He laughed again: "What about Xiongda?"
Xiong Er hurriedly replied: "He is building the tribe with Brother Changshui in the tribe!"
After a pause, he plucked up his courage and said, "Dear Chief, why don't you come to our Black Bear Department for a rest?"
"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised.
He naturally knew that Xiong Er was afraid of him, but he didn't expect that Xiong Er would dare to invite him to be a guest in the Black Bear Department.
He smiled and shook his head: "Forget it this time, I have to go back to the tribe first, next time!"
Xiong Er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened his back a little.
"However," Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er nervously, "Although I can't go to your tribe, I still want to greet your great chief!"
Xiong Er was agitated, and hurriedly bowed his body and bowed his head again, lowering his eyebrows to please his eyes.
Mu Feng waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous! Come on, Yuanshou, give Xiong Er 20 cows and 20 horses and let them bring them back to the tribe!"
"Yes!" Yuanshou complied.
Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er again: "Tell my brother that you can go to Da Jiang to learn to write!"
"Yes!" Xiong Er hastily agreed.
Although he didn't know what kind of magic his great chief was possessed to write every day, it was obvious that he rarely made trouble for himself since he learned to write.
So he was very concerned about this matter, and told himself to tell the old man.
Mu Feng then led the people to rush in the direction of Da Jiang.
Xiong Er and the others were left behind to see the unexpected surprise - forty cows and horses, and their hearts were shocked.
The person next to him asked, "Second son, what should we do now? Are we still going hunting?"
Xiong Er looked at the backs of Mu Feng and the other brigade, and secretly clenched his fists.
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On the way back, Warrior Da Jiang counted what he got this time and reported it to Mu Feng.
Wanliyun, eight horses.
Zhao Yebai, twenty-one horses, five foals.
Qingjiaosi, with five heads, one with a broken horn.
There are more than 800 black horses and a little more than 400 cattle.
Everyone was quite puzzled why the chief gave the monster with a human face some cows and horses when he came, otherwise they would have brought more horses back to the tribe this time.
Mu Feng didn't explain to them either, but just asked them to take care of the cows and horses and return them to the tribe.
With a large number of cows and horses, no matter how difficult the prey along the way is to catch their eyes, the very few wild sheep and bison appear in the forest, and they just catch them if they can, and let them go if they can't catch them.
In this way, they drove back from the grassland in the valley, and it took six days before they finally drove all the cattle and horses out of the valley and set foot on their way home.
After leaving the valley, they drove back and forth for another four days before they came to the area near the black bear department.
Coincidentally, they encountered soldiers from the Black Bear Division out hunting, and the leader was Xiong Er.
It was the first time that Xiong Er, who saw people driving such a large group of cattle and horses back, was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
They saw a group of people passing by with oxen and horses from a distance. The mounts were strong and mighty, far inferior to the dozens of them.
After experiencing the robbery of Mufeng on the grassland before, Xiong Er understood a truth.
Many things can only be seen and thought about, but it does not necessarily belong to oneself.
Otherwise, if you are greedy in your heart, you may bring yourself a disaster of death.
But just as he was about to take his people away from him, a giant eagle's cry from the sky caught his attention: "Jiujiu——"
Xiong Er had seen the eagle-feathered dragon before.
He looked at the sky suspiciously, and then quietly looked at the group of extremely powerful people, both puzzled and shocked: "Big, big chief?"
The great chief he was talking about was naturally not the big flicker, but Mu Feng.
Sure enough, before he could react, a familiar voice sounded: "Xiong Er, long time no see!"
Xiong Er was shocked, and immediately realized that his guess was right, so he hurriedly got off his horse and saluted: "Dear chief!"
Mu Feng waved his hands and smiled, "Where's my brother?"
Xiong Er turned his head to look in the direction of the tribe, and replied respectfully: "The great chief is practicing calligraphy in the tribe!"
Mu Feng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this big flicker to be quite diligent.
He laughed again: "What about Xiongda?"
Xiong Er hurriedly replied: "He is building the tribe with Brother Changshui in the tribe!"
After a pause, he plucked up his courage and said, "Dear Chief, why don't you come to our Black Bear Department for a rest?"
"Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised.
He naturally knew that Xiong Er was afraid of him, but he didn't expect that Xiong Er would dare to invite him to be a guest in the Black Bear Department.
He smiled and shook his head: "Forget it this time, I have to go back to the tribe first, next time!"
Xiong Er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened his back a little.
"However," Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er nervously, "Although I can't go to your tribe, I still want to greet your great chief!"
Xiong Er was agitated, and hurriedly bowed his body and bowed his head again, lowering his eyebrows to please his eyes.
Mu Feng waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous! Come on, Yuanshou, give Xiong Er 20 cows and 20 horses and let them bring them back to the tribe!"
"Yes!" Yuanshou complied.
Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er again: "Tell my brother that you can go to Da Jiang to learn to write!"
"Yes!" Xiong Er hastily agreed.
Although he didn't know what kind of magic his great chief was possessed to write every day, it was obvious that he rarely made trouble for himself since he learned to write.
So he was very concerned about this matter, and told himself to tell the old man.
Mu Feng then led the people to rush in the direction of Da Jiang.
Xiong Er and the others were left behind to see the unexpected surprise - forty cows and horses, and their hearts were shocked.
The person next to him asked, "Second son, what should we do now? Are we still going hunting?"
Xiong Er looked at the backs of Mu Feng and the other brigade, and secretly clenched his fists.
On the way back, Warrior Da Jiang counted what he got this time and reported it to Mu Feng. Wanliyun, eight horses. Zhao Yebai, twenty-one horses, five foals. Qingjiaosi, with five heads, one with a broken horn. There are more than 800 black horses and a little more than 400 cattle. Everyone was quite puzzled why the chief gave the monster with a human face some cows and horses when he came, otherwise they would have brought more horses back to the tribe this time. Mu Feng didn't explain to them either, but just asked them to take care of the cows and horses and return them to the tribe. With a large number of cows and horses, no matter how difficult the prey along the way is to catch their eyes, the very few wild sheep and bison appear in the forest, and they just catch them if they can, and let them go if they can't catch them. In this way, they drove back from the grassland in the valley, and it took six days before they finally drove all the cattle and horses out of the valley and set foot on their way home. After leaving the valley, they drove back and forth for another four days before they came to the area near the black bear department. Coincidentally, they encountered soldiers from the Black Bear Division out hunting, and the leader was Xiong Er. It was the first time that Xiong Er, who saw people driving such a large group of cattle and horses back, was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it. They saw a group of people passing by with oxen and horses from a distance. The mounts were strong and mighty, far inferior to the dozens of them. After experiencing the robbery of Mufeng on the grassland before, Xiong Er understood a truth. Many things can only be seen and thought about, but it does not necessarily belong to oneself. Otherwise, if you are greedy in your heart, you may bring yourself a disaster of death. But just as he was about to take his people away from him, a giant eagle's cry from the sky caught his attention: "Jiujiu" Xiong Er had seen the eagle-feathered dragon before. He looked at the sky suspiciously, and then quietly looked at the group of extremely powerful people, both puzzled and shocked: "Big, big chief?" The great chief he was talking about was naturally not the big flicker, but Mu Feng. Sure enough, before he could react, a familiar voice sounded: "Xiong Er, long time no see!" Xiong Er was shocked, and immediately realized that his guess was right, so he hurriedly got off his horse and saluted: "Dear chief!" Mu Feng waved his hands and smiled, "Where's my brother?" Xiong Er turned his head to look in the direction of the tribe, and replied respectfully: "The great chief is practicing calligraphy in the tribe!" Mu Feng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this big flicker to be quite diligent. He laughed again: "What about Xiongda?" Xiong Er hurriedly replied: "He is building the tribe with Brother Changshui in the tribe!" After a pause, he plucked up his courage and said, "Dear Chief, why don't you come to our Black Bear Department for a rest?" "Huh?" Mu Feng was surprised. He naturally knew that Xiong Er was afraid of him, but he didn't expect that Xiong Er would dare to invite him to be a guest in the Black Bear Department. He smiled and shook his head: "Forget it this time, I have to go back to the tribe first, next time!" Xiong Er finally breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened his back a little. "However," Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er nervously, "Although I can't go to your tribe, I still want to greet your great chief!" Xiong Er was agitated, and hurriedly bowed his body and bowed his head again, lowering his eyebrows to please his eyes. Mu Feng waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous! Come on, Yuanshou, give Xiong Er 20 cows and 20 horses and let them bring them back to the tribe!" "Yes!" Yuanshou complied. Mu Feng looked at Xiong Er again: "Tell my brother that you can go to Da Jiang to learn to write!" "Yes!" Xiong Er hastily agreed. Although he didn't know what kind of magic his great chief was possessed to write every day, it was obvious that he rarely made trouble for himself since he learned to write. So he was very concerned about this matter, and told himself to tell the old man. Mu Feng then led the people to rush in the direction of Da Jiang. Xiong Er and the others were left behind to see the unexpected surprise - forty cows and horses, and their hearts were shocked. The person next to him asked, "Second son, what should we do now? Are we still going hunting?" Xiong Er looked at the backs of Mu Feng and the other brigade, and secretly clenched his fists.
