The three sisters looked at Xiao Man. They had not been in the Star Tribe for long, that is, in the two months since Mu Guang was captured. They were very hungry and relied on Milin's keen nose to smell the fragrance of food being prepared in the Star Tribe.
So when she was about to faint from hunger, she hugged Su Yuan's thighs and hoped that he would take in the three sisters.
"No, but Su Yuan taught us how to make fire. It's very simple!"
Xiao Man patted her chest to indicate yes, and seeing that the three sisters still looked unsure, she immediately came to a smaller tree trunk.
With a force of his arms, he pulled out the trunk of the tree with its roots, and sorted out the trunk and branches above it. Recalling Su Yuan's fire-making tool, he stuck his butt out and started tinkering with it.
"Xiao Man, can ordinary people really perform fire magic?"
"Su Yuan said this isn't witchcraft. Anyone can learn it, but it just takes time. Look, there's already smoke here."
The wooden stick in Xiaoman's hand was almost rubbed out with afterimages. After a while, a puff of green smoke rose from the wood chips in the groove, and a flame slowly rose from it.
As she held the fire and blew gently, the blazing flame ignited. For a moment, the three sisters beside her were stunned, with some confusion in their eyes.
"Okay, done, let's get started!"
Xiaoman put the flame on the ground and tore off a large piece of bark from the uprooted tree trunk nearby. When she roasted it with the flame, it immediately emitted green smoke.
"Gudong...Milin, Xiaoman will use this to smoke them later, and you guys go in and get the snow frost honey."
It’s not that Xiaoman retreated because she was afraid of being stung. After all, once you are stung, the frost bee will not care whether you have stolen honey or not. It will be considered as if you have stolen it and will sting you if you encounter it.
But she was afraid that she couldn't help but take it out and taste it immediately. Before she took much, she was afraid that she was full.
Several people tied pieces of animal skin tightly to the exposed skin outside the body, and also covered the little head tightly, leaving only a pair of small eyes exposed, and then began to dig out the snow frost honey.
Xiaoman climbed up the tree trunk carefully, held up the smoking piece of bark in one hand, and placed it tremblingly under the beehive. It would be a lie to say that she was not afraid, after all, being stung would hurt a lot.
The green smoke was ten feet thick, especially on the slightly moist brown bark. The wisps of green smoke floated upwards, making the frost bees scatter in discomfort.
"It works! Milin, hurry!"
The smoke enveloped the entire tree trunk. Milin endured the choking smoke and crawled down to the bottom. She wrapped her legs around the trunk and skillfully reached in with her hands to break off a large piece of snow frost honey.
Compared to honey, this pale yellow frost honey has a layer of frost like snowflakes on top, and it feels very cold to the touch. Milin didn't have time to feel it more, and put the first piece into the wooden barrel she brought with pain.
"Honeydew, come on, Honeyrain, throw me the other bucket!"
If they hadn't had the tools before, they could have just picked a piece and evacuated. After all, the frost bees behind them had already launched a fierce attack. If they didn't run away, they would be killed here.
Now the green smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and her palm was only stung by a frost honey, so Milin simply filled the other buckets.
The wooden barrel that the four men brought was not particularly large. Just breaking off a piece would fill half of the barrel. The flame of the bark had been extinguished for a while, and the smoke it could release was getting smaller and smaller.
Soon the two of them jumped down from the tree in a hurry. The four buckets were filled with large pieces of snow and frost honey. The frost bees above became restless, but Xiaoman threw the bark into the fire.
Thick smoke covered the four people again. After Milin came down, she immediately licked the snow frost honey off her fingers.
There were several swellings on the back of her hand, and the black and blue spots looked like a pig's trotter that had been severely frostbitten. This was what it felt like to be stung by a snow bee's tail stinger. If Su Yuan saw this, he would probably be pissed to death by them.
What do you mean by dying from pain? If you get stung on the head like this, you'll probably go into shock and die immediately. How can that be considered dying from pain?
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