I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

He Fuxi didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

She originally thought that the Long-Arm Clan was a founding clan and that they had to show some respect to them, and that she needed to send more visiting cards.

Who knew it would work in an instant.

"Since the female lady took the initiative to show her goodwill, they will of course just sit back and reap the benefits," Zhan Rong said.

There was an unexplained gloom in the deep eyes.

"The Fur Tribe had a hard time passing off their offspring, and was nearly wiped out. The Long Arm Tribe was also an ancient tribe, and could not escape the same fate, but they were slower, and now they can only watch themselves gradually fall into despair. Now that they have the help of a divine item, why wouldn't they do it?"

Although there are now eight children, the Fur Tribe has hope again.

But when Zhan Rong thought about the days over the past hundred years when their clan was gradually heading towards extinction, he still felt a dull pain in his heart.

It’s not that I don’t care, but I can’t help it.

What also brought back embarrassing memories was not only the departure of the tribesmen one by one, but also the ridicule from other tribes.

The long-armed tribe is one of them.

Zhan Rong felt unhappy when he thought about going to the Long-Armed Tribe and seeing those hairy-faced thunder-mouthed people who pretended to be compassionate on the surface but secretly wished that all the Fur Tribe would die quickly.

But in order to kiss my wife, I have to see her even if I don't want to.

The three of them set off quickly and headed towards the residence of the Long-Arm Tribe.

Along the way, He Fuxi suffered a lot.

Although she was a modern person who traveled to the world of beasts, her life was already a hell from the start, and the hard life in the cave made her complain bitterly.

But no matter how bad the cave is, it is better than the rainforest.

The Long-Arm Tribe lives deep in the rainforest, and to travel quickly from where the Pig Tribe lives, they need to cross five mountains.

Zhan Rong let He Fuxi sit on his shoulders and ran like a sharp arrow, passing through the lush forest.

But even so, He Fuxi was very miserable——

This orc's shoulder muscles are so stiff that it hurts my butt to sit on it.

Moreover, when walking through the woods, one will inevitably have to use his face to clear the way, and will collide with countless branches, poisonous leaves, and even snakes, rats, insects and ants.

She is not one of those strong, thick-skinned female animals. She is a time traveler who came through in a modern body with fair skin and tender flesh.

If it weren't for Shennong who tried his best to weave a raincoat for her and wrapped it with many insect-repellent flowers and plants.

Maybe she had confessed on the way.

Finally, when she arrived at the Long-Arm Tribe, she looked miserable, haggard, with all kinds of dead branches and leaves hanging on her head and body...

"Is this the female lady? She looks so ugly."

"I don't think she's very fertile. Could it be that those small tribes are just trying to attract attention?"

"I heard she gave birth to eight babies in one litter. But look at her thin waist. Which orc would want to marry such a woman?"

……

Hearing that a rare divine product from Mount Jialuo that is rarely seen in a century has arrived, many members of the Long-Armed Tribe came to watch the fun.

They are slender in build, but have strong muscles where they should, and their inverted triangle shape is pleasing to the eye.

If they weren't so gossipy and spoke bad about others so loudly.

"Why are these long-armed people so talkative?" Shennong couldn't help but say.

Zhan Rong had a look of disdain on his face; he hated these big-mouthed monkeys.

"They are more than just talkative. They are simply mean. They feel uncomfortable if they don't gossip about others for a day."

The two orcs were muttering and cursing at the long-arm people.

He Fuxi didn't bother to pay attention to the gossip. What she was thinking was, why didn't anyone come out to greet them?

Logically speaking, since the Long-Arm Tribe leader invited them here, there should be someone to lead the way.

But they stood outside the gate of the Long-Arm Tribe for a long time, and the orcs who came to watch the fun had surrounded them in a crowd, but still no one came to guide them.

It seemed that they were here to perform and make a fool of themselves in front of these big Malaysian monkeys.

Zhan Rong recalled the Long Arms’ past evil deeds and his face darkened:

"Are they leaving us hanging? No wonder they accepted the invitation so readily. They want to embarrass us on purpose!"

Thinking of this, his fists stiffened.

"I think they have forgotten the pain of being beaten that year, so I let them relive it..."

"Madam!" A high-pitched and somewhat contemptuous voice came.

The herd of onlookers were startled by the sound and automatically made way for each other. A long-armed tribesman who looked handsome but had an extremely arrogant expression stood at the end.

"Madam, you are so welcome. We, the Long-Arm tribe, are sorry for not welcoming you in person. Please come in quickly," he said.

It seemed enthusiastic, but there was a sense of superiority in his voice.

Zhan Rong's fist hardened and then softened, soft and then hardened again.

If He Fuxi hadn't stopped him, he would have wiped out at least half of the Long-Arm Tribe today.

Not to mention the shifty-looking orc in front of him.

"Hou Xing, you are so arrogant now. Do you dare to let your grandfather wait for you?"

Zhan Rong said sinisterly.

But Hou Xing smiled kindly:

"How can you say that? I was busy with clan affairs and was delayed for a while. I believe that Madam can understand. I am not like you, the only one in the tribe who has so much free time."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the slap reached his face faster than Zhan Rong's fist.

Snapped!

"If you continue to speak rudely to my beast husband, I will suspect that you, the Long Arms, are deliberately humiliating a divine being like me."

He Fuxi put away his palm and said coldly.

Hou Xing never expected that he, a prince of the Long-Arm tribe, would be slapped by a female.

He was about to lose his temper but was stopped by the elder next to him.

"Your Highness, you can't do that. She hit you for a reason. If you hit her, you will hurt the divine product without reason, which may cause a big mess."

The elder whispered.

Hou Xing was so angry that he could only gnaw his teeth, but in the end he could only suppress his shame and anger and put on a stiff smile:

"Madam, you have a really bad temper. I was just joking. But I didn't expect that Zhan Rong is now so protected and loved by Madam. It's really jealous."

This irony, which was a veiled compliment but in fact an insult, described Zhan Rong as a coward hiding behind a female.

He Fuxi once again held down Zhan Rong, who was almost rioting, and sneered.

"It seems that the Long Arms tribe is not so lucky to be loved by the gods, so I will leave now."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

This made Hou Xing stunned.

He wanted to show off, but he never intended to drive people away.

How can I explain this to my dad?

Seeing the three visitors turn around at the same time, he became anxious.

"Hey... Madam, don't leave!"

He strode forward, stopped the three men, and frowned.

"I just said a few truths, why are you so angry, Madam? Making enemies with the Long Arms is just a matter of losing the greater good!"

The tone was half blame and half threat.

But unexpectedly, He Fuxi was not afraid at all, but instead gave a delicate shout:

"Zhan Rong!"

Zhan Rong stepped forward, his fist whistling past and splitting the turbulent air.

If the long-arm tribe were not naturally agile and nimble, Hou Xing would have absolutely no way of avoiding this fierce attack, and he would probably have been beheaded by now.

However, he dodged and made way.

He Fuxi and others walked forward without looking back.

"How dare you..."

Hou Xing was both ashamed and angry.