Chief don't slap in the face

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"Bye-Bye!"

As Xia Ye said, he made a move with the long sword.

Swish!

The sharp blade sliced through Cao Xiong's neck, a human head turned over and fell to the ground, a column of blood gushed out.

"what!"

Xia Li screamed, her pupils dilated instantly, and the 1.9-meter-tall muscular body fell to the ground, sending dust flying up, and even her heart trembled.

"Ah!"

Song Guo crouched next to the corpse and began to take off his clothes. This leather armor is good, and it can be sold for a few dollars. Oh yeah, there are still a dozen or so Fengjing Dao coins in his pocket.

It has to be said that compared with the Xia Tribe team, these Cao people have gained something.

"Dead? Really dead?"

Xia Li stumbled over, not afraid of being dirty, grabbed Cao Xiong's hair, and lifted his head up. Seeing his eyes, she remembered the fear of being bullied just now, and spit on his face superior.

Pooh!

Xia Li threw her head on the ground and kicked it hard again, only then did she feel relieved.

"Are you done venting?"

Xia Ye asked.

Xia Xiong stopped barking, probably dead.

"Uh!"

Xia Li shrank her neck, turned around stiffly, and looked at Xia Ye, with a smile on her pretty face unconsciously.

"summer……"

Xia Li originally planned to call her by name, but when the words came to her lips, it turned into a respectful title: "Brother!"

"Don't call me so affectionate, I'm not your brother!"

Xia Ye refused, drank water and ate something, and took the time to rest.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Li looked embarrassed, but there was a lot of resentment in her heart, but she was lucky enough to win a game, what is her air?

"Xia Xiong is dead, do you want to take his body back?"

Xia Ye looked at Song Guo and shouted: "Except for bronze weapons and knives and coins, don't want anything else!"

The leather armor on Xia Xu's body is estimated to be worth one or two knives, but the return journey is too long, and Xia Ye is too lazy to bring it. After all, he still has to carry two large boxes.

"Ah, no!"

Xia Li glanced over immediately, and as for the topic about Xia Xiong, she pretended not to hear it.

In this era, it is too common to die. Unless it is a relative or a war dead who has contributed to the tribe, the corpse may be brought back by his companions.

"you want?"

Xia Ye smiled.

Xia Li smiled awkwardly. This time he came to the Fengjing ruins to play wild. He originally planned to follow Xia Qingyuan to make a fortune and save some property so that he could cope with the bloody survival test. But until now, two of his companions died, maybe three, but I haven't seen half of the knife coin yet!

"It's a big loss!"

Thinking of this, Xia Li boldly hugged Xia Ye's arm and shook it: "Brother Xia, you are not interested, just give it to me, I will remember your kindness all my life!"

Xia Ye was silent.

"Brother Xia!"

Xia Li acted like a baby, hugged Xia Ye's arm tightly, touched his chest, and gave him a little advantage. Tribal women know how to use their own advantages.

Xia Ye lowered his head, Xia Li's leather jacket was torn, the neckline was wide open, and a small ditch could be seen, but what he was thinking about was whether to kill someone or not.

"Brother Xia, I'm a shaman after all, and I'm useful!"

Xia Li shows her own value.

"All right!"

Xia Ye gave up: "Go get your spoils!"

"Thank you Brother Xia!"

Xia Li looked happy, raised her head and kissed Xia Ye's face, and then went to check the corpse happily. She didn't know that she had just walked around the gate of hell.

Xia Ye didn't believe that she was in trouble. Xia Li would help her and let her go. In addition to selling favors, she also wanted to let her return to the tribe, and used her mouth to describe the strength of the Cao tribe. Butchered.

"Brother Xia, don't you want the head?"

Seeing that little loli didn't look at the head, Xia Li asked.

"Ok!"

Xia Ye nodded.

"Is that possible..."

Xia Li licked the corner of her mouth, a human head, but a knife coin.

"Give it to you!"

Xia Ye is very generous, anyway, if it is thrown here, it will either rot or be picked up and eaten by the ghosts.

"Brother Xia, you are too kind!"

Xia Li cheered, picked up Cao Xiong's head, and wiped it carefully.

"The other body is over there!"

Xia Ye pointed casually, as expected of a tribal person, he was not afraid of human heads and corpses at all.