Ancient elf as husband

The area where the locusts were active was in this area, and he traveled for several days before deciding to settle here.

As for this tribe...

Molix had no choice but to choose this tribe. There was really no bigger or better tribe nearby, and he was afraid that those small tribes were not capable enough to take care of her. Although they had conflicts with the Yeyan tribe, they also had the most food. Plenty of tribe.

Due to his powerful power, the entire Yeyan tribe was afraid of offending him, so they got up at dawn to prepare food for them.

For fear of disturbing the vine cage in the distance, the busy tribesmen in the tribe did not dare to make a loud noise while preparing breakfast.

Early in the morning, a large piece of wild pork was placed on the barbecue grill. The fish soup there was still steaming, and the aroma of the meat wafted through the tribe.

The people in the tribe were drooling all over the floor.

The women gathered outside carrying baskets, obviously preparing to go out in search of fruits and food.

"It smells so good. It's so good to eat at dawn. It's the first time I've seen such treatment. What on earth is the clan leader thinking?"

This kind of treatment was something that almost everyone in the tribe had never seen before. They were envious, greedy, and couldn't help but complain.

Naturally, Jasmine had never seen it before. She disagreed and said, "Nina, the patriarch must have a reason for making such a decision. Have you forgotten that our warrior is still lying in the house?"

Nina was cowed by her scolding, but she was still a little unconvinced, "I know, but it's too cowardly. That's our food for the winter."

Her words resonated with everyone.

Jasmine was speechless, because this was the truth.

She actually didn't understand it herself, and she also felt that the patriarch was a little too cowardly.

She sighed and said, "Well, this is not something we can control. We should dig sweet potatoes to make a living."

The tassels dropped from the thorn vines over there opened, and the man's proud and dignified body emerged from it, shining brightly in the first ray of sunlight.

Jasmine raised her head and met his patrolling gaze. Those clear green eyes were like a pool of deep water, so profound that people couldn't help but stumble and sink into it.

Jasmine was startled, she looked away in panic and lowered her head, but couldn't help but peek at him secretly.

She was the most beautiful female in the tribe, and all the men held her in their hands. She was used to being held in high esteem by the stars, and she couldn't help but wonder if her charm could make the man who was like a god stay for a second longer.

To her disappointment, the saintly man above had his eyes elsewhere.

Jasmine's self-confidence was frustrated, and it was true that she had a psychological gap.

Yes, they are noble elves, how could they stop for a wild flower on the roadside.

She thought so confidently that she never thought that she was not as pretty as a flower in his eyes. It would be far-fetched to say that she was like a pebble, and she would not leave any mark in his eyes.

Molix didn't notice her at all. He glanced over and saw that in his eyes, there was no difference between men, women, old and young. They were all weak ants.

Because of his appearance, there were still whispers, but now they were all gone, and he pretended to prepare delicious food for them seriously.

Looking at the big fish and meat, and the portion that was no less delicious than the delicious meal last night, Moliks was extremely satisfied with their self-consciousness.

What he wants is this kind of sincerity, the kind of sincerity that can feed his little pet well at a glance.

Molix redefined the tribe.

It seems that it is not without merit, it is a tribe worthy of admiration and commendation.