Lost Continent

Lin Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart beat wildly in an uncontrollable rhythm. He slid down against the tree and sat on the ground.

The weight of those three words is too heavy. To say it from a person who has always been calm and indifferent to people and things, if it is not insanity, the courage and determination required must be huge.

Looking back now, even when the two were hugging and sleeping together on the bed, the other party looked rational and calm, and it was the first time I heard that word that was beyond reason.

"I will leave when the sun goes down." Duoji took a deep breath, he squeezed out a smile, did not lose his composure, and was still calm and gentle, "Fu Feng, I will ask you again when the time comes."

Duoji told Fu Feng about his persistence and the bottom line. Lin Yi pinched the bridge of his nose several times, stood up while supporting the tree, but accidentally stepped on a dry branch next to him, and a "creak" sound came to him. Fu Feng and Dorji on the other side heard it.

"Who?"

"..."

Lin Yi wiped his face vigorously, and walked out from behind the tree. His mind was in a mess. He tried to find a thought, trying to use an excuse to fool "I was just passing by", but when he met the pair of eyes looking over , His throat was a little stiff, and he couldn't say a word.

The dead stillness and indifference in the eyes gradually settled down, and what emerged was the gentleness only for one person. Fu Feng walked over and took Lin Yi's hand and left, without giving Duoji a chance from the beginning to the end.

He is not a hesitant person. Now that he has understood it, he will not care about others. The person who can interfere with him is in his hands, just hold it tight.

Seeing the man walk away without giving him any room to hold back, Duoji's hands in his sleeves unconsciously tightened and then loosened. He looked up at the sky covered by intertwined branches, the sun's rays shone down, and some dazzling.

Both the Horde and he needed that person.

A joking voice came from behind, "You asked him to choose between the tribe and that young man, which is itself a stupid thing."

Being touched by Ni Lin, Duoji turned to look at the person who came, his eyes became cold, "You follow me."

"Yes." Yan did not intend to find an excuse at all, and admitted generously, staring at Duoji's face, "Don't consider my proposal?"

Duoji withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the sky above his head, "The Eagle family has no Fufeng."

"With him here, the Xiong family has to worry about food in winter, but I heard that they have been to the Snake's." Yan stood with his hands behind his back, and he pulled one corner of his lips, and the arrogance burst out at this moment, "The Ying family Never worried about food."

"Of course you don't have to worry about your food." Duoji chuckled, his voice was so gentle that it made people chill, "Patriarch Yan, how many people died in your clan last time? How many people are left now?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yan's aura changed suddenly, and his face was shrouded in evil spirit, which was a bit ferocious, and he was forcibly suppressed again.

That was a nightmare for all the people in the clan. It happened twice in total. Each time, a group of people would die. In order to avoid the disaster, he took the people in another place. I don’t know if it will happen next time, and how many people will die. .

After a long silence, Duoji sighed long, as if recalling something, "There is no more powerful witch than him."

Yan snorted coldly, noncommittal.

A long time ago, the exchanges between the tribes were closer than now. When the three of them met, Duoji was not the next patriarch of the Yu clan, Fufeng was not the great witch of the Xiong clan, and Yan was not the patriarch of the Ying clan. contradiction……

"I still have something to do." Dorji walked to the left after finishing speaking. He had to find the patriarch of the Xiong clan before leaving.

Standing there, Yan stared at the back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said sharply, "Duoji, I won't wait until the sun goes down."

Duoji kept walking forward, as if he didn't hear Yan's voice.

When Yan walked out of the forest, several clansmen were already waiting there. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time. Someone stepped forward and asked, "Patriarch, when are we leaving?"

Yan walked towards the village, "When the sun goes down."

Lin Yi, who had left long ago, followed Fu Feng and remained silent all the way. The two of them didn't go back, they stood by the river to blow the wind.

Picking up a stone and smashing it into water, Lin Yi asked in a casual tone, "Fufeng, is there any other way?"

Taking off a leaf on top of his head, Fu Feng frowned, "Lin, you can speak directly."

What Duoji wants should only be you, Lin Yi endured it, looked sideways at Fufeng, and admired his calmness, "Will the instructions of the witch god go wrong?"

Lin Yi wanted to say that sentence a long time ago. In fact, if it wasn’t for the fact that the people here are completely shackled by the power of nature, causing them to rely more and more on that illusory witch god and blindly worship him, his original words would be more straightforward. many.

Looking at the mountains across the river, Fu Feng's lips moved slightly, and he spit out two words, "No mistake."

Lin Yi felt bored, and his voice became anxious, "Yu's merged with us, and you and Duoji, what's the relationship between the two?"

Looking at the person in front of him, Fu Feng's eyes were deep, and he pulled him away from the river.

"Go back and look at the turtle shell, try yarrow as well, it changes every day, what you saw before must have changed a long time ago." Lin Yi patted Fu Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You haven't Did you expect me to show up?"

Fu Feng lowered his head, held Lin Yi's face in his hands, pressed his lips up, searched for a gap to advance gradually, lightly swept the palate and then rolled up his tongue, slowly sucking.

Although this movement is not difficult, coherence and strength are very important. Lin Yi looked at Fu Feng's closed eyes, and gradually, he also closed them.

Kissing is a technical job, Lin Yi has already realized this every time he communicates with Fu Feng, he feels that Fu Feng is proficient day by day, but he is still very unfamiliar, so he can't help feeling helpless.

Putting his arms around Fu Feng's neck, Lin Yi took the initiative to hold Fu Feng's lips, and groped to lick them.

Fu Feng raised his eyelids, and when Lin Yi didn't know, there was a deep dark light in his eyes. He lifted Lin Yi's jaw, making their lips and tongues more entangled.

The kiss continued, from the soft and casual at the beginning to the domineering devotion now, the scorching breath blended together, and the breath became thinner and thinner. As soon as Lin came out of the state of enjoying, his body leaned back, but was firmly pressed again Into the arms of Fu Feng.

"Uh...no...don't want..."

Unexpectedly, the big hand on the waist became tighter, and the entanglement between lips and tongue not only did not restrain, but gradually became more intense under the premise of continuous stability.

Lin Yi didn't know that his "don't" was "yet" from Fu Feng, and he was already determined to be dishonest.

With hot face, Lin Yi leaned against Fu Feng's arms and gasped for breath. After lack of oxygen, his brain was so dizzy that if he wasn't being hugged, he wouldn't be able to stand still.

It's completely incomparable. This person's breathing is not messy, as if he doesn't need oxygen.

Rubbing his thumb on Lin Yi's red and swollen lips, Fu Feng held him with one hand, and his soft voice fell into his ear, "I didn't do what about Cuckoo."

He changed his mind in the end, didn't make a move, and left it to Cuckoo to choose.

He didn't expect that the totem of that small tribe was a leaf, and Lin Yi didn't expect that Fu Feng would bring up this matter first, so he made a vague voice from his nose, "Cuckoo likes his little consort very much."

Ideals and reality are never linked.

Both of them reacted, but neither of them let go. They hugged each other quietly. Lin Yi touched the back of Fufeng's neck and then his back, feeling satisfied. Fortunately, he was blocked at that time. , otherwise how can I have the current mood.

Fu Feng stroked Lin Yi's ear with his fingertips, pulling the fallen hair back, "Your technique is very unique."

Lin Yi, whose thoughts drifted away, suddenly came back to his senses. The technique of skinning his hands was different from that of Harley, and the most serious thing was that he was one step faster than Duoji.

He pursed his lips, feeling a little complicated in his heart. Fu Feng never asked him about his background, and he didn't seem to care at all. Several times he wanted to find a chance to confess, but he didn't say it because of the problem that had been bothering him.

Before he figured out what kind of world this was, he thought it might be a better choice to pretend to be confused.

"I've dissected dead bodies." Lin Yi stepped back a little to look at him, his narrowed eyes were mocking, "Are you afraid?"

"Scared." There was a smile in Fu Feng's eyes, his palm rested on Lin Yi's ear, if it didn't feel hot, it was true.

The corner of Lin Yi's mouth twitched, and he leaned on Fufeng's shoulder, watching the cormorant perched on a tall tree suddenly fly low, skimming the water, and fly away with a fish in its long and hooked beak. The laws never change.

When the two went back, the people in the open space dispersed. Except for the Ying family and the Yu family, people from other tribes had already left. The two parties who got Tianyuan set a time. This surprised Lin Yi. He thought those people He would get straight to the point very quickly, and he even started to think about gifts for the cuckoo children, after all, the people here place the most importance on reproduction.

"I'm going to Uncle Man's hut." After walking a few steps, Lin turned around and added to Fu Feng, "Go back and feed Dahei two handfuls of grass."

Fu Feng stared at the back of Lin Yi who was running away, and turned and walked towards the shed until he could no longer see him. He raised his head slightly to the people who greeted him on the road, and when Harley strode anxiously towards him and said a few words, his eyes flickered .

As soon as he entered the hut, Lin Yi sat on the ground, opened the leather bag, took a mulberry, wiped it on his clothes casually, and began to eat.

After eating more than a dozen in a row, he gnawed all the mulberry mango flesh in his hand, grabbed the mulberry cores on the ground, washed them in water, and set them up to dry.

He plans to plant them all around the village, and the chances of success in germination will be higher.

"Lin! Lin!"

As soon as the shouts from outside approached, the curtain was knocked open, and people had already run in.

Looking at the big bump on Hai's forehead, Lin pulled him over and touched him lightly with his fingers, "Hay, what's going on?"

Sangmang, a lot of Sangmang, Hay's eyes straightened in an instant, he swallowed his saliva, and rushed over suddenly, when he was pressed against Sangmang, he was pinched by a hand, he immediately struggled, and his hand went to Sangmang There stretched out, "Grandpa, it was Grandpa who beat him."

As soon as Lin finished rubbing the herbal medicine on Ha Yi, the two of them got together to eat mulberry mango. He lay down on the ground and closed his eyes to rest, and frowned the next moment.

"Hay, is there something you forgot to tell me?"

"Huh?" Holding Sangmang with both hands, holding a lot in his arms, Hay didn't stop talking, he was very happy to eat, and the sound of saliva was still very loud, which made people feel delicious. He blinked first Blinking, and then quickly finished the mulberry mango in his mouth.

"It's a quarrel! The patriarch and Wu, they..."

Before Ha Yi finished speaking, Lin Yi had already galloped out.