Gathering place

(Kawenga celebrates the New Year, sorry, sorry.)
The patriarch of the moose tribe arrived at the gathering place first. Its hair was gray and its face looked a bit old, but its body was extremely muscular. It seemed that its tendons and flesh could tear all the clothes of its body with just one exertion.The reindeer patriarch who came later wore a pair of glasses and a hat, like a short and gentle primary school student. The reindeer patriarch didn't talk much, and he seemed to be two completely different types from the moose patriarch. In the end, Shan Shan The patriarch of the Elk Clan who came late looked like he was suffering from Alzheimer's disease. From the moment he arrived at the gathering place, he looked at the sky in a daze, and ignored the arrival of the second fool.

The patriarch of the moose tribe first challenged the two fools: "You are the envoy sent by Lord Flame Bird? You have been yelling at my tribe since you came, do you think our moose tribe is easy to bully?" Angry, when he came up, he was so aggressive that he gave the second stupid a blow.

This time Ma Wei really frightened Erdu so much that he couldn't even speak.However, in the eyes of the moose, this kind of stupid performance is actually a kind of disdain for his disqualification.In order to strengthen its deterrence, it grabbed a young moose directly from its side and hugged it to its chest.I saw the moose patriarch's hands starting from the hooves, like a wave of power slowly flowing from the hooves of both hands to his chest, making the moose patriarch's chest muscles bigger and bigger, and finally let the strong chest muscles push the animal The little young moose was caught alive.

"Help, help, huh." The young moose screamed from time to time, struggling weakly with both hands, and finally pushed his patriarch's chest with his hands, trying to escape from the chest muscles, but how could its strength be comparable to that of the moose patriarch? In comparison, being tightly clamped in one's own pectoral muscles could not break free. As the beating pectoral muscles became tighter and tighter, the young moose's head was completely buried in it, and the sound of struggling became smaller and smaller until the young moose came back again. Without struggling, the patriarch of the moose let go of his embrace, and the young moose fell to the ground weakly. Everyone found that it had passed out from suffocation. This move is the legendary magical skill, pinching you to death with your chest muscles?It's so cruel.

"See, do you want to suffer the same fate as it?" The moose patriarch pointed to the young moose that fell on the ground, and warned the two foolishly.

The second idiot in my heart was already trembling with fright, but because the second idiot was too timid, the change from fear to shivering was too fast, and his body didn't respond, so he had to stand still.But as a Erha, no, Snow Wolf God Dog, the more stunned he was, the more vicious his eyes looked.Now the other moose patriarch is getting more and more uncertain. Seeing my nirvana and being able to maintain such composure, the messenger who came this time may not be easy.

"The King of the Camel Tower, don't be rude to the messenger." It was the short reindeer patriarch wearing a hat and glasses who stepped forward to interrupt them: "Hello, Messenger, I am the patriarch of the reindeer clan, tame scout, moose The patriarch's temper is just a little bit hot, but it doesn't mean to offend the envoy."

Um?What do they mean?Are you afraid of me?My identity seemed to shock them.With the backing of this thin-looking reindeer patriarch, the two fools who had been standing still suddenly became arrogant: "Isn't this offensive? Everyone is a citizen of the Snow Country, and this deer relies on its strong chest muscles. Isn't it a contempt for me to use violence against my own people in front of my two stupid emissaries?"

The moose clan rushed up aggressively and wanted to argue, but before it could say anything, it was pulled back to its original position by the seemingly thin tame scout, who signaled the king of camel towers to be quiet, and everything was up to him. He came forward by himself, but such a strong camel tower king unexpectedly did not refute it after hearing what it said. He couldn't see that a deer who was usually lawless would listen to a deer so much thinner than himself.

The patriarch of the Elk Clan finally withdrew his dazed gaze, and walked up first to ask the second stupid why he came: "Master Messenger, what are your orders for coming to the gathering place of our Deer Clan?"

[Yes, yes, the business is important, the key is that the second stupid doesn't know which of the three tribes they are, and it also considered two ways to deal with it when it came.Do you want to sneak into them to investigate secretly or directly reveal your purpose. 】

But I have already shown my identity as an envoy. Even if I stay here with the excuse of staying for a few days, I will be guarded by all the deer tribe here, and I will show myself one way behind the other so that I can't see the flaws. Day and half a month is also a waste of effort.If they directly reveal their purpose and use Sanlu milk powder to lure them, then according to the past practice, they will fight directly for the distribution of Sanlu milk powder. The more chaotic it is, the easier it is to see who is the real traitor. And, the most important point, in order to get more milk powder, I will be courted by everyone in the three clans, with good wine and good food, and maybe a beautiful little Wang Ji, haha, this is definitely me The pinnacle of dog life.What else is there to think about, just state the purpose directly. 】

Erdu took out the Sanlu milk can and lifted it up with his right hand: "You are right, the purpose of my visit this time is to distribute Sanlu milk powder to you."

The young deer people around saw the earthen pot in Er Zhu's hand, and they all showed eager eyes.

"Great, it really is Sanlu milk powder. As long as I have it, I can become a real Lu Clan warrior."

"Are the rules still the same this year? Only two families can get Sanlu milk powder, while one family can't."

"Is it time to start competing again? Every year, there are heavy casualties in this competition."

"Hey, there's nothing we can do about it. The delicious taste of Sanlu milk powder makes my mouth water."

"I heard that drinking Sanlu milk powder will make your head bigger, so you can afford bigger antlers."

"This year, my second stupid emissary will hold this competition, so the rules will have to be changed. I don't like fighting and killing (mainly because I'm afraid I'll scare you when I see it.) I'll hold one this year..." Second stupid Looking left and right, I saw the young deer family playing in the snow not far away, and said with emotion, "Let's have a snowball competition, no, let's play the snowball competition. The winner will be determined by the snowball competition. If that family can’t get Sanlu milk powder, the time will be 5 days later.”

"What? A snowball competition, I've never heard of this kind of competition."

"That's at least better than previous martial arts competitions."

"The question is, can a snowball be kicked? Won't it shatter?"

Seeing the deer tribe gathered in front of them to discuss, Er Zhu showed an impatient expression: "Okay, it's not too late to discuss it after I leave, now find me a place to rest, good wine, good food, good food Come up, all."

(End of this chapter)

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