Chapter 12

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After Mu Feng used the bamboo fork to get results, no one could see the power of the bamboo fork.

Especially Mingguang, as the head hunter, he especially understands the meaning of such a weapon in hunting!

"Mu Feng!" Mingguang was excited and regretted, "You shouldn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "It's okay!"

Here, Chang Ning opened his mouth and opened his eyes wide, with a shocked expression: "Is this the harpoon you said? It's so powerful!"

As she said that, she looked at Mu Feng: "Can you let my people try it?"

Mu Feng nodded and handed her a bamboo spear.

Chang Ning handed it over to the previous man with a colorful face: "Aguli, come here!"

The man was obviously very surprised. He stretched out his hand to take the bamboo spear and glanced at Mu Feng. Then he followed Mu Feng's way and retreated one after another. He ran a few steps forward and threw the last shot out!

Mu Feng was a little surprised. He didn't think that the man named Aguli would paint a gourd in the same way, and he would learn it in a similar way.

But he obviously didn't have the point of throwing the javelin, and he didn't stab the big tree, but the bamboo tip just brushed off the big tree bark.

Rao is so, the bark of that tree was directly torn off by the bamboo tip!

And the bamboo body was castrated, and it sank directly into the ground for ten centimeters!

Mu Feng was shocked and thought to himself: "This Agulli is so powerful!"

Aguli's face was obviously a little unbearable, and he lowered his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, Maduo!"

Changning didn't care about this, he trotted to the big tree, picked up the bark, and looked carefully at the bare spot on the tree, where there was obviously a dent of nearly one centimeter!

"Aguli!" Chang Ning's eyes lit up with brilliance, and there was a smile on his face, "See for yourself!"

The man hurried forward, took the bark himself, looked at the scratches on the tree again, and finally reached out to pull the bamboo spear. After feeling the strength, his face showed surprise: "What a powerful weapon!"

Chang Ning nodded heavily, then jogged to Mu Feng with a happy face.

The excitement on her face has not faded, but she turned and asked earnestly: "If many people use it together, will it be more powerful?" Chang Ning said.

"Yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "If a lot of people use it together, you don't even need to aim."

Chang Ning opened her eyes wide and suddenly thought of the possibility, but then she asked again, "But what if someone else took this bamboo fork against me? Do you have a solution?"

"Yes!" Mu Feng didn't hide it, and spoke directly.

"Ah?" Chang Ning was surprised and leaned in to ask, "Then can you tell me?"

Mu Feng was astonished, and only felt that a good-smelling young girl's fragrance was faintly wafting.

At this moment, he was a little "wandering" again: this girl is dressed in white fur, and her appearance, bearing and way of speaking are obviously a "family boy", it is a pity to not receive more benefits!

So Mu Feng came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Yes, but I'm afraid our tribe will be in trouble after I say it!"

Chang Ning was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Don't worry, I swore just now that I won't speak! I said it, I asked you for advice, you told me the way, and I will send you a dragon."

After a pause, she said again: "If you want, I can have someone give your clan a new lease on life.

Send some furs! "

"Fur?" Mu Feng was moved. Compared with these so-called weapons, what he wanted to solve most urgently was the basic problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation in the tribe.

"How is it?" Chang Ning's big eyes flashed, full of anticipation.

Mu Feng remembered who said something before: A girl with such a pair of beautiful eyes is generally not bad.

Especially when she still swore—that was a totem oath that was heavier than life and death!

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "You can go back to the tribe with us, I'll teach you how!"

"Wooden Wind!"

"Great Chief!"

Mingguang and Lihu exclaimed in unison.

Mu Feng shook his head: "It's okay!"

Aguli on the side sneered: "A tribe that can panic like this for food is not worth the looting of my Blue Bird Clan."

Lihu and Mingguang looked ugly, but they didn't dare to say a word.

"Aguli!" Changning frowned and shouted, "You can go back!"

"Mado too!"

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" Chang Ning raised his eyebrows, his pretty face sullen.

"Yes!" Agulli turned around and waved, taking away about half of the people.

Chang Ning's brows eased slightly, and he turned to look at Mu Feng with apology: "Please forgive my clan's recklessness!"

Mu Feng's expression was indifferent, and his impression of the girl was even more favorable.

He nodded and turned his head to indicate, "Okay, let's go back to the tribe first!"

Mu Feng took Changning and his party back to the tribe.

Along the way, Lihu and Mingguang stayed close to each other, for fear that Changning would attack.

However, after seeing that the number of people Changning brought was less than his own, he was a little relieved.

After seeing the thornwood wall outside the tribe, this reassurance became stronger.

Chang Ning and the others came to the Jiang clan, and were stunned when they looked at the thorny wall in front of them.

People around her look at me and I look at you, but they don't understand what this is for.

Du Du Changning suddenly looked at Mu Feng after being absent for a while: "Is this what you taught the clan to do?"

Mu Feng nodded: "Yes!"

"This..." Chang Ning's expression became excited, and his pretty face flushed with excitement.

Ignoring the danger of the thorn thorns blowing her fingers, she reached out and touched the thorns, her expression changed again and again, and finally turned to Mu Feng, and said solemnly: "Please also teach me this method!"

With that said, Chang Ning bent down and saluted.

(End of this chapter)

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