Chase the future leader of the tribe in two steps [gl]

Song Fei's vague voice came out with difficulty: "I'm not afraid of you, afraid that you will get angry."

"It's because I'm afraid I'll lose my temper with you." Luo Ti touched Song Fei's head and sighed, "Silly boy, how could I hit you."

Feeling the ups and downs, Song Fei sniffled, so happy.

But it’s not right, Song Fei raised her head slightly, her eyes were staring, her eyebrows were furrowed, and although she tried her best to put on a serious look, the smile on her face couldn’t be concealed: “I’m older than you, why are you shouting?” I'm a silly boy."

Song Fei opened her mouth to save face, but when she saw Luoti's expression, she faltered again: "Silly...silly Luoti, of course I know you won't hit me."

Hearing such a title, Lottie was also surprised. Since she was a child, no one has said that she is stupid.The labels owned by Lottie are all antonyms of "stupid".

It was the first time that he didn't feel angry when he heard the stupid quilt being put on his body.

So she moved her hand from Song Fei's head to her forehead, brushed away Song Fei's fallen forehead hair, and decided to let the past go: "I will call you over in the future, and you will come over, be obedient."

"Okay, Lottie, I will always be by your side." Song Fei said sweetly, and continued to bow her head.

The two hugged each other for a while, feeling the awkwardness of their posture at this moment. At this moment, Heitu came outside the tent. He didn't rush in recklessly. Instead, he lowered his voice, but said clearly, "Is Song Fei there?"

Relying on this opportunity, the two finally separated.

Song Fei cleared her throat: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

At this time, everyone was either singing and dancing or eating, how could Heitu come over?

Heitu's voice was very low: "Master Ming Kong asked you to go."

Both of them noticed the abnormality of the black soil, looked at each other, and Lottie said, "I'll go too."

Hei Tu's hearing is very sensitive, so of course he heard Luo Ti's words.He thought about it for a while, but couldn't make up his mind, Master Mingkong only said to let Song Fei go to see her, and didn't mention Luo Ti.

He knew it in his mind: "Master Mingkong only let Song Fei go."

Song Fei shook Luo Ti's hand to reassure her.

"Okay, I'll go now." Song Fei groped for the fruit and handed it to Luo Ti. It's too late for barbecue now, and she has to go to someone else's place to borrow fire, so she can just eat a few wild fruits to get rid of it. She thought so, to Luo Ti Ti said, "If you really want to eat meat, you can go to Feng Qin's for a bite."

Lottie smiled and shook her hand.

On the way to Mingkong following Heitu, Song Fei wanted to ask what was going on, but considering that there were still a few sporadic fires in the tribe that had not been extinguished, she was afraid that the walls would have ears, so she had no choice but to keep her mouth shut.

From afar, I saw the half-finished wooden house, which was really eye-catching among the low tents, not to mention that there was still a fire inside.

"Master Ming Kong, have you lit the fire?" Seeing that the charcoal fire had started to burn in the simple firepit, Song Fei was a little surprised, she stretched out her hand to shake on the flame, it was very warm.

Although it's early autumn, it's already a little cold at night, so it doesn't seem strange to light a fire in the open sky.

"Song Fei, this is really a good idea." The light of the fire illuminated the sky and ground, forming a sharp contrast with the dark blue sky outside.

Song Fei could faintly hear human voices coming from a distance, and the evening wind of early autumn blowing in from the window, accompanied by the smell of barbecue, gave her a feeling of tranquility.

In the firelight, Ming Kong smiled very kindly. She praised her without hesitation. She not only praised the good idea of ​​the fire pond, but also said that she knew what Song Fei had done today, and praised her as the treasure bestowed by the God of All Things to the Mayi tribe.

Song Fei's cheeks were burning hot from the praise, she lifted her long hair a little, and fanned the wind: "I got a little hot from the fire, isn't Master Ming Kong hot?"

Mingkong coughed: "I'm old and afraid of the cold, I'll heat up the house so that I can sleep comfortably at night."

Song Fei obediently responded, and after a few seconds of silence, she saw the barbecue meat put aside, touched her belly, and muttered, "Why is there so much meat left?"

Sure enough, Mingkong heard it, and she asked with a smile: "I can't eat so much, Song Fei, have you eaten?"

"Not yet." Song Fei honestly shook her head.

"It's hard for you to come and listen to me without eating, come on, eat it all, the black soil has just been baked."

Mingkong handed Song Fei a bunch of barbecue meat, Song Fei didn't take it, but held her hand: "Master Mingkong, you called me here today, you didn't just want to praise me, did you?"

Song Fei held Mingkong's wrist. In her impression, Lord Mingkong's hands were not as delicate and smooth as the young man's, but they were not as skinny as they are today. Her voice was unconsciously heavy: "Are you... ..."

Heitu, who was guarding the door, couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and entered the room, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Song Fei, and there was a muffled sound: "Song Fei, please save Lord Ming Kong!"

With such a strong charcoal fire burning in the wooden house in early autumn, and the cough that Mingkong tried to hold back but couldn't hold back, and the current movement of Heitu, Song Fei's conjecture came true.

As early as today when she went to Luo Feng's place and didn't see Ming Kong, Song Fei felt something was wrong.Luo Ti should have guessed something, so she wanted to come with her. After all, Ming Kong is also her master.

But Ming Kong seemed to only want to see Song Fei.

Different from Heitu's collapse and Song Fei's panic, the person involved seemed particularly calm, and she rarely put on a straight face: "Heitu, didn't you tell me to guard the door, without my permission, you are not allowed to come in, and no one is allowed to come in!"

In the firelight, Heitu's body kneeling on the ground trembled slightly, Song Fei heard him crying, and he replied in tears: "I see, Master Ming Kong."

After Heitu withdrew, he cried and knelt on the ground, guarding the wooden house like a loyal guard.

Ming Kong pulled out his hand, still gentle: "Eat quickly, the barbecue is going to be cold."

Song Fei took it and put it to her mouth, but she couldn't say it: "Master Ming Kong..."

The orange flame reflected Mingkong's face very nicely, she nodded, as if nothing happened, she just signaled Song Fei to eat quickly and don't worry: "It's nothing serious, it's just that I'm getting old."

How could it be that she was old enough to eat meat in her mouth, but Song Fei was like chewing wax, unable to taste a little taste.

When Xiao Ai passed on the background information, he once said that although this world is wild and backward, but because of his good physical fitness, the average life expectancy is about fifty. Priest, the mental strength is better than the others, and the life expectancy will also be increased. She can live to a hundred years old.

Why is 50 years old?

"If you don't tell me the truth, then I'm going to ask Heitu." Song Fei put down the barbecue and turned to Heitu.

Ming Kong let out a long sigh: "It's really nothing."

Seeing that Song Fei was really about to make a move, she hurriedly stopped her, a little dumbfounded: "The people in the tribe are about the same age as me. I usually spend more energy and energy in performing witchcraft. It's normal to leave early."

"You won't leave early!" Song Fei's voice was a little loud under the excitement, and she returned to normal volume after she calmed down, "Is it because of the treatment of Luo Ti?"

Ming Kong frowned: "Of course not. Although Luo Ti's injury is serious, I actually didn't help much."

At this time, Hei Tu interjected: "It's because the coyotes raided the tribe last time, and many people were injured. Master Ming Kong couldn't bear it..."

"Shut up!" Mingkong couldn't help coughing after getting angry, Heitu hurriedly shut up, he didn't dare to come in because of Mingkong's order, luckily Song Fei was beside her to help her.

Ming Kong was coughing, and suddenly felt a warm current flow into her body, she was shocked: "Song Fei! Stop!"

After Song Fei performed a witchcraft, her body did not shake, she was still as energetic as before, but her eyes were a little worried: "Master Ming Kong, I didn't know you were so weak..."

Ming Kong opened his mouth, a little in disbelief: "You didn't recite the spell, and you didn't cooperate with the movements, how did you use the witchcraft?" Not only that, Song Fei seemed to know her own physical condition.

Song Fei also knelt on the ground, and put her hands on Mingkong's knee: "Master Mingkong, my talent is really outstanding, please let me heal, I'm not afraid of wasting energy..." With Xiaoai's golden finger , her overdrawn spiritual power will only be forced to fall into a deep sleep, instead of overdrawing her lifespan.

While performing witchcraft, Song Fei asked Xiao Ai in her heart what happened to Mingkong's situation and whether there was any way to remedy it.

Xiao Ai replied: "Mingkong's powerful witchcraft is obtained by overdrawing her mental power. Although she is very talented, she has been overdrawing her mental power one after another, and her body can no longer bear it. Her current situation is really the same as in the past few decades. Over time, this outbreak will happen sooner or later."

"As for the remedy, the host can continue her life through witchcraft, but it's only a stopgap measure. Mingkong doesn't have many days left to live."

Song Fei's palm on Mingkong's knee conveyed warmth, which warmed Mingkong's heart: "You are really talented. If there is time, I would like to have a good discussion with you. Sigh."

After Mingkong finished speaking, he sighed and changed the subject: "You are still young, you should focus on more important things. I came to you today because I want to tell you about the blessing and witchcraft last time. This is an important one…”

Although Song Fei's eyes were fixed on Mingkong, she looked very serious, but her heart had already drifted elsewhere.

Xiao Ai came up with an impossible solution.

It is the three types of people mentioned above.One is Song Feiluoti, who has a golden finger and is born with spiritual power skills, and the other is a person who will never have spiritual power for a lifetime.

There is another kind of person that can be obtained the day after tomorrow, and the required condition is-luck.

But this luck also has a direction. If you have a particularly high attainment in a certain aspect or encounter a strong emotional conflict, plus a little luck, you can get through the mental power that can improve and recover on its own. Another problem.

Even if Ming Kong's body is really short, she will be able to use the spiritual potion in the store at that time, and she can also practice in the practice manual. Sooner or later, she will be able to make up for what she "owed".

This is the only way to save Mingkong now. Although it is illusory, at least there is a direction to work hard.

Mingkong was talking about his experience of praying for blessings. Song Fei seemed to be listening seriously, but she was actually having a storm in her head, how to stimulate Mingkong's spiritual power.

Strong emotional conflicts are a bit dangerous. Ming Kong is currently in a weak state and may not be able to bear the stimulation. Considering her talent and identity, it is obvious that Gao Zhi is more suitable.

Mingkong's achievements in witchcraft all his life are not low, but it seems that he hasn't reached that point yet, or is he a little less lucky?

I can't think of it by myself, isn't there a ready-made helper in front of me.

Song Fei called Xiao Ai: "My dearest Xiao Ai, I want to ask you a question."