Chapter 212: Set off

"Witch, I'm late."
Feng Yun walked to Wu's face, showing a sorry expression.
"No later. Everyone has just passed the Falling Eagle Stream. At your speed, there is no problem in catching up."
Wu did not show any unpleasant colors.
"Witch, is there anything else you need to order?"
This is why he would go to Wu's residence to find him.
"If things can't be done, absolutely don't fight with the Black Crow Tribe, save your strength. Of course, you can't ignore the Baicao Tribe. If you can, try to save as many people as possible. It's really impossible. It can be rescued by Qiuxiawu. That's it."
Speaking of this, Wu seemed worried that Fengyun might misunderstand, and explained: "Qiuxia has the highest medical skills in the entire Baicao tribe, and also knows best about medicine, as long as she can be saved. Give her time, she has the ability to make Baicao tribe heavy. Now."
"I remember. Wu, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"
"You must save yourself. If the situation is not right, you must evacuate immediately. You must not stay. You are too important to the tribe. There is no one in the tribe, including me, but you must never be without you."
Wu's expression became very solemn and serious.
When the people around listened to what he said, no one rebutted, and some people nodded in agreement.
"Witch, you exalt me ​​too much. I am not so important. I am only in the tribe..."
"Remember, you must save yourself. You don't think about yourself, but you should also consider the future of the tribe. Please."
Wu said it was intact, and even bowed to him.
"Little Chief, please save yourself."
Just when Fengyun didn't know how to deal with this sudden situation for a while, the people around him actually did the same thing as Wu.
"Okay, okay... I must save myself. Wu, I... I'm leaving."
Feng Yun squeezed out the crowd in a bit of embarrassment, jumped onto the rope, and rushed to the other side of Luoyingjian.
"Qiuxia, I'm sorry. Cloud is too important to the tribe. Please forgive my choice."
Looking at Fengyun's back, a trace of guilt and loneliness appeared in Wu's eyes.
What Feng Yun didn't know was that before the storm led the team to leave, he and Wu had a conversation about this trip.
Among them, the situation is involved, and it accounts for a considerable part of the dialogue.
In the end they reached a consensus.
If there is a situation where the witch and Fengyun must choose one of the two, Bao must first choose to send Fengyun away safely.
From this, it is not difficult to see how much Wu He Bao attaches importance to Fengyun.
You know, the witch is their friend for decades, and they have a more intimate relationship with the witch. They can choose to abandon her, and their attention to Fengyun has far exceeded his own perception.
This time the expedition is very dangerous. Of course, they can keep Fengyun in the tribe, but they know better that no matter how good the talent is, no matter what the wind and rain are not experienced.
Experience tells them that every tribe that can survive the test without failing and can continue to grow and grow, their witches and leaders must experience the test of blood and fire.
This is the only way to become a great leader, so although they are worried about the safety of the situation, they still decided to let him participate in the fundamental reason for this expedition.
This time the expedition is certainly very dangerous, but if Feng Yun can persevere and retreat with his whole body, it will have immeasurable benefits to his growth and must not be let go.
After Feng Yun flew over the Falling Eagle Stream on the rope, he speeded up to chase the large unit that had already taken a step first.
In order to be able to rescue the Baicao tribe in time, everyone moved very fast, but compared with Fengyun, it was still a lot worse.
In a short time, Fengyun caught up with the violence leading the way.
He was the only one who knew the route except Mulanzhi.
Mulanzhi is just a girl, and it is obviously inappropriate for her to lead the way. After all, the road ahead is not smooth, and it will be bad if you encounter danger.
Storm and Fengyun had already seen the witch's mind. She asked Mulanzhi to ask for help from the Yan Snake Tribe. It was a fake. It was her real purpose to protect her.
As her good friend, Bao will naturally fulfill her wish.
"Uncle Bao, sorry, I'm late."
"I guess Bei didn't have the heart to wake you up. She was the best to you, even her brother Lei Xiaozi can't compare with her. Lei Xiaozi, I was right?"
He glanced at Lei not far away, and his tone was full of ridicule.
"Uncle Bao, you are right. Who will let me not have good cooking skills? I admit it."
Lei's tone seemed calmer, but as long as he was not deaf, he could hear a sour taste in his words.
As an elder brother, he is not as good as an outsider in the heart of his sister, which is indeed a big blow to him.
"You also know that your cooking skills are not good. Then why don't you practice? Rainbow, but every once in a while, you will teach you cooking publicly, but you never participated in it once."
Lei glared violently, and there was a hint of resentment in his tone.
Hearing what he said, Feng Yun couldn't help but smile.
He knows why he behaves like this.
In recent years, Bao Bao and Lei often went out hunting together, Bao Bao was responsible for overseeing the overall situation, and Ray was responsible for specific command.
When he is away from home, he naturally can't eat the food that Hong makes, but Bao is used to eating the food she makes, and his mouth has been raised up. Normal food can't satisfy him naturally.
Therefore, to a certain extent, every hunting out was a torment for him.
In order to satisfy his appetite, he began to take the initiative to learn cooking from Hong, hoping that when he went out, he could also use the cooking skills he learned to make delicious food to comfort his stomach, but it was a pity.
His talent in cooking is terrible.
Although Hong has been very careful every time he teaches, it has little effect.
The food he made was either lacking in oil or salt, or not cooked, or overheated and burnt.
After repeated defeats, Bao had to give up his dream of becoming a chef.
But he really wanted to be able to eat good food all the time, so he hit Lei's idea and asked him to learn cooking from Hong.
Every time they go hunting, they are together. If Lei learns how to cook and makes food, he can follow along.
Unexpectedly, Lei is extremely repulsive of cooking, let alone learning, and he is very unwilling to approach the pot, even though he is very obsessed with food, just like Riot.
"It's better for women to do things like cooking. My responsibility is to hunt and protect my home."
Facing the violent accusation, Lei once again moved out the reasons he didn't know how many times to respond.
"Boy Lei, you."
Violently shook his head, showing a helpless expression.
"Little Lanzhi, don't worry. The Baicao tribe should be fine."
Brutal is indeed a rough but fine, gaze inadvertently passed Mulanzhi not far away, and seeing her lowered her head, she immediately realized that she was in a bad mood.
"Uncle Bao, I'm sorry. But I was born and raised in the Baicao tribe. It is everything to me. I can't rest assured until I see it out of danger."
Mulanzhi raised her head, still looking depressed.
But everyone didn't know that she would be depressed, not only because she was worried about the safety of the Baicao tribe, but also because of another reason.
That's the scene after she saw Bella leave with Fengyun's arm, her mood was a little inexplicably lost, as for the reason she herself couldn't tell.
"Little boys, the opportunity to test you is here. Speed ​​up and let me take a look at the results of your daily training."
Turning his head violently, he shouted at the soldiers following him.
"Yes."
The soldiers responded with a loud voice, and sound waves echoed between heaven and earth.
"Keep up with me if you have the ability. If anyone hasn't been thrown away by me before reaching the Scarlet Mountain, then I will reward him with ten wine chips."
In order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the attack, violence immediately dropped an irresistible bait.
"Uncle Bao, you have to say something."
Hearing that ten wine chips could be obtained, the soldiers' eyes immediately lit up, staring at the violence, like a group of hungry wolves seeing a lamb.
According to the regulations promulgated by the witch, a wine chip can be exchanged for a small jar of wine, and the capacity of each small jar is about ten kilograms.
Ten wine chips means that they can exchange for one hundred catties of fine wine, which is too attractive to them.
In order to control the amount of alcohol consumed by everyone, Wu was also limited by output. Each person per month, if he did not make a special contribution, could even receive only half a wine chip, which is five kilograms of wine.
For this gang of drunkards, five catties of wine is really too little, open the belly to drink, you can drink it all in one meal.
They haven't had a good drink for a long time. If they can get a hundred catties of wine at a time, they can completely feed the wine bugs in their stomachs.
"You guys, dare to doubt me. I...I'll go one step ahead. Haha..."
The first second, Bao still looked very angry, the next second, he shot out like an arrow, leaving only a string of smug laughs.
"Uncle Storm, you are shameless."
The soldiers froze for a while, then they all threw their legs away and chased him down.
"Little boss, we..."
Seeing the backs of their companions getting further and further away, the two soldiers who were responsible for carrying Mulanzhi with a big chair looked at Fengyun with aggrieved and unwilling expressions.
They also want to participate in the competition with their peers. Ten wine chips are also very attractive to them.
But after all, they are carrying a big living person, even if they want to compete, it is impossible to win.
"You don't need to be jealous. As long as you keep carrying Miss Lange and can ensure her safety, when you return to the tribe, I will reward you with 20 wine chips."
"Little Chief, you didn't lie to us?"
The two fighters' eyes widened at once, obviously not thinking that just carrying a person would have such a big advantage.
"Lied to you? As for? Don't you know how many wine chips I receive every month? They are moldy."
"Little boss, we trust you."
The two fighters nodded in unison, and the speed was also faster, as if the wind and cloud's words stimulated their potential.
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