There is no doubt that civilization collides with primitives, whoever loses wins and loses.

They are actually a bit similar now.

What's the difference? It's just that they haven't reached that level yet.

"My husband is so amazing."

Feng Wuyou praised and said, "But promise me that if it is not necessary, don't cause too much damage."

After so many years of couples, Xiao Jinglan still doesn’t know Feng Wuyou.

Silverfish is the best. Unless others threaten the safety of Feng Wuyou and the people she cares about, Feng Wuyou will never take the initiative to kill.

"rest assured."

After staying with this little phoenix for a long time, even his once terrifying God of Killing on the battlefield was almost a little more Buddha-like.

The two of them joked for a few more times, and planned to look at the map and study the next plan. At this moment, a notice came from outside the door.

"Empress, some people say they know the message of the Spirit Pearl Grass."

This sound is Cheng Zhijie.

The Savage is the largest official position. Wen Yingxuanxiu said he was on par with him, but because the entire Savage mission was sent by Feng Wuyou, Huijiu was also hers, so among the three, Cheng was still

Knowledge is slightly higher.

At this time, his voice was a little weird, as if he was reluctant.

However, Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan did not pay attention.

News about the Spirit Bead Grass is more important than anything else.

Moreover, they ordered to tell everyone in the tribe the news in the morning, and there was a response in the afternoon, so naturally they were a little excited.

Without letting Cheng Zhijie bring the person in, Feng Wuyou walked out directly.

"Who knows the information about the Spirit Bead Grass?"

After asking, I saw the person following Cheng Zhijie.

He is wearing ordinary linen and animal skin, but it can still be seen that it looks very beautiful and has a much delicate skin than that of ordinary wild people.

"Shan Tong?"

Feng Wuyou frowned.

It was actually her.

The saint does not need to work or hunt, so her skin is naturally more delicate than that of ordinary barbarians.

With such delicate skin and wearing sackcloth, it's really a bit out of place.

No wonder Feng Wuyou felt a little a little at first glance.

She had just punished Shantong, and now Shantong is here to present the news. Will there be any problems with this?

However, there were problems, and Feng Wuyou was not afraid.

From beginning to end, neither Shantong nor her was on the same level.

"Do you know the Spirit Bead Grass?"

Feng Wuyou looked at her.

Shantong didn't say yes, just said, "I'm not sure if it's right, but I just listened to the description and felt it was a bit like it."

"It's okay, you know what you know, just say it, I will judge the truth or falsehood."

Shantong nodded, but did not speak.

"I know you said it! Do I take it to the empress and pretend to be mute?"

Cheng Zhijie urged him angrily.

This woman is so annoying, why is she so lingering?

Only then did she dare to be interested in the emperor, but now she is looking for Lingzhu grass, so she jumped out again.

Feng Wuyou thought for a moment and realized a little.

"What do you want?"

I know the information but don’t say it, so I naturally want to use the information she knows to make a deal with myself.

Barbarians live simple lives and are mostly straight-minded. Few people have so many twists and turns.

It seems that when Shan Tong was a saint in the tribe of Li surname, she really learned a lot of messy things.

Feng Wuyou was waiting for Shan Tong to speak, but unexpectedly, she actually made a plop and knelt down.

Feng Wuyou was surprised.

Shan Tong has been a saint for many years and is so proud that she is so severe that she still looks dissatisfied with such a big blow yesterday.

Today I actually knelt down to her.

"I want to ask the Holy Maiden for grace."

Shantong spoke, as humble as she should be.

Feng Wuyou was not in a hurry to agree, but said indifferently: "Let me tell me first."

She wanted to see what requests this woman could make.

Shantong bit her lip, and when she raised her head, she felt a little tears in her eyes, and she spoke softly: "I want to ask the saint to announce to the clan that only the man I allowed can enter my room to marry. If I don't allow it,

, no one can force it.”

Feng Wuyou looked stunned.

Ji Qing whispered, "Although the barbarians allow women to refuse people they don't like, if there are too many people who refuse, or if there are too many days in the room empty within a month, they will force people to go and get married."

This rule is an exception for a walk-in marriage. Feng Wuyou only had a rough understanding of the walk-in marriage and did not ask too much.

But Ji Qing is different. He is born interested in these miscellaneous news and side notes, so he knows it very carefully.

Feng Wuyou looked at Shan Tong and understood a little.

She has been a saint for so long and has learned a lot of things. Her relationship with men and women is definitely different from that of ordinary barbarians, and she has also begun to pursue love.

Although it is not so clear, it has a concept of having a preference for some people and is very disgusted with others and is reluctant to get along with each other.

Otherwise, she would not have given up the Holy Maiden and was willing to treat Xiao Jinglan.

Previously, Shan Xing and others believed that the Saint went to treat Xiao Jinglan to self-destruct, which was not arrogant, but that they really thought so.

It would be fine if Shan Tong could always be a saint, but she was just a saint now and would be treated the same as an ordinary barbarian woman.

Where can she accept this blow?

Just like, modern people who are used to monogamy suddenly say that they want to restore the ancient tradition of brothers and brothers, fathers and sons, and they cannot accept it.

Shantong has always been very arrogant, but now she is willing to bow her head for such a thing.

Feng Wuyou felt a little sympathetic to her, but she was just a woman, and in fact she didn't make any fatal mistakes.

It's just that the customs are different, and I've found the wrong person.

“This is not difficult.”

Feng Wuyou said: "After all, you have been a saint. Unlike ordinary people, the information about the spirit bead grass you provide is of no help to me, and I will also allow you this matter."

This matter is not about her soft-heartedness or something, it is simply: Why should women make things difficult for women?

Especially, it is about such things that involve women's emotional dignity.

Upon hearing this, a surprising color flashed in Shantong's eyes. Obviously, she didn't expect Feng Wuyou to be so easy to speak.

"Tell me, what do you know?"

Shantong calmed down her thoughts and recalled: "When I was in Leitong's tribe, I heard that a kind of grass grows in the most lush vegetation, and everything around it is lush, but only this grass is around it, two radius

Three meters, no grass grows, just like this grass has taken away all its spiritual energy."

She looked at Feng Wuyou: "Can this kind of grass be the spirit bead grass the empress is looking for?"

Other barbarians are called Saint Feng Wuyou, but only she is called Maiden. She can't accept that she is not a Saint from the bottom of her heart.

Just now when I asked Feng Wuyou, I called him a few words, and it was already her limit.

"What's the name of this grass?

Where did you grow up?

Who did you hear?”

Feng Wuyou asked three questions in a row. She didn't know if this grass was the Lingzhu grass she was looking for, but this was the closest information she heard from the Lingzhu grass after coming to the wilderness.

Shantong said: "I just heard from the people who entered the mountain from Leitong's tribe. The grass is called Zijin Grass. The people from Leitong's tribe were found in the third mountain stream of Evil Ghost Mountain."

Lei Tong's tribe is the tribe where Shan Tong was before and later destroyed by Huijiu and Cheng Zhijie.

Before Feng Wuyou asked again, Shantong took the initiative to say, "The Evil Ghost Mountain is on the periphery of Shengman. Many people in the tribe have been there. You can find someone to ask."
To be continued...