"Okay!"

The clan leader's steady voice interrupted the quarrel of the beasts. He looked at Hu Qinggao with a serious face:

"Let's stop this matter. Don't do such ridiculous things again in the future."

After listening to Hu Qinggao's words, he also realized that Xieman was a little bit abnormal.

This beastman was probably really interested in Hu Jiaojiao.

With the ability to lead 800 beastmen, in the eyes of the clan leader, Xieman was naturally worthy of Hu Jiaojiao.

But he pretended not to know.

Want to pursue their Jiaojiao?

Line up!

He would not interfere, nor would he let him off a bit because of the 800 beastmen he led.

The chief had spoken personally, so Hu Qinggao could only nod reluctantly and said, "Yes, chief."

Anyway, he had fought enough today. He

would find another opportunity next time and fight without the chief knowing.

Xieman also nodded with a dark face and did not pursue it any further.

Their food, shelter and other necessities now all came from the other tribe, and they couldn't make a scene over such a small matter.

Besides,

he was not the only one who suffered.

Hu Jiaojiao glanced at Hu Qinggao's unconvinced expression and couldn't help but sigh.

His handsome face was already swollen, and his head was full of lumps. His two panda eyes were as big as Xieman's, and his mouth was crooked and bleeding.

He was hurting the enemy by 800 and himself by 1,000!

Only the second brother could do such a stupid thing.

Just by looking at Hu Qinggao's eyes, she guessed that he must still be unwilling to give up and was planning something else.

"Second brother, you can't beat him again, don't be impulsive." Hu Jiaojiao walked to Hu Qinggao's side and tried to persuade him earnestly.

The most important thing is.

She didn't get the point of Hu Qinggao hitting people at all!

Second brother's brain circuit is indeed not something that ordinary people can figure out clearly.

"You can't beat him again" These words are like a bomb, thrown into Hu Qinggao's brain, and exploded with a bang.

"Who said I can't beat him!"

"If I can't beat him once, can I beat him every time?"

"Sooner or later, I will beat him to a pulp!!"

Hu Qinggao was filled with righteous indignation, and his passion was ignited at this moment.

Hu Jiaojiao was speechless.

OK!

Second brother is hopeless, give up.

"Xie Man, this matter is my negligence. Let me give you two bags of salt flowers as compensation. You can share them with the beastmen." The chief turned around and looked at Xie Man with a kind face.

He waved his hand and asked two men to carry two large bags of salt flowers in.

This bag weighs about 200 kilograms.

Two bags are enough for 800 beastmen to eat, which can last for a long time in winter.

Xie Man glanced at Hu Qinggao who was beaten even worse. Seeing the two bags of salt flowers, he no longer had any complaints in his heart.

"Okay, I thank the chief for them."

He nodded, and the matter was written off.

If he didn't want to cause trouble in the tribe, Hu Qinggao would be beaten even worse at this moment.

This little injury is nothing to him.

It can also be exchanged for two bags of salt flowers, which is simply too worthwhile.

Xieman said goodbye to the tribe leader and left with two bags of salt flowers.

He did not dare to look at Hu Jiaojiao before leaving.

He and her second brother had a fight, and he took away so many salt flowers from their tribe. She must hate him to death.

"Tribe leader, if there is nothing else, we will leave too." Seeing Xieman leave, Hu Qinggao could not stay any longer.

He was the same as Hu Qingyuan, a lively person, and he felt bored in front of the stern face of the tribe leader.

The tribe leader looked a little tired.

He waved his hand, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Hey, little sister, let's go."

Hu Qinggao was about to pull Hu Jiaojiao away, but was stopped by a cold look.

Looking up, it was Long Mo who was looking at him with a sharp gaze and was about to touch Hu Jiaojiao's hand.

Hu Qinggao withdrew his hand awkwardly.

He muttered in his heart:

One or two of them are not good people, either coveting my little sister or occupying my little sister.

"Second brother, you go first, I still have something to say to the clan leader." Hu Jiaojiao smiled and declined.

Hu Qinggao reluctantly left alone.

"Jiaojiao, I'll wait for you outside." Long Mo pinched Hu Jiaojiao's soft little hand and walked out.

He felt relieved to leave Jiaojiao with the clan leader.

It just so happened that he had another thing to do.

Soon, only Hu Jiaojiao and the chief were left in the room.

The chief suppressed the tiredness in his eyes and gave Hu Jiaojiao a kind and gentle smile:

"Jiaojiao, do you have anything to say to me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Hu Jiaojiao pursed her lips with a serious expression.

"Chief, something happened in the tribe."

She interrupted the chief in a deep voice.

Although the chief tried his best to hide it, his deep blue eyes could not deceive her. It was obvious that the chief could not sleep at night.

What was the matter that made him so worried that he could not close his eyes?

It was only the matter of the tribe.

The chief was slightly stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

"How come you are so smart, girl?" He sighed and shook his head, "I didn't want to tell you so early."

"You just came back from outside and haven't had a good rest yet. It's all because I, the clan leader, am so useless that I can't handle such a small matter."

He wanted to keep it a secret for a few days so that Hu Jiaojiao could rest in peace.

But Hu Jiaojiao disagreed:

"Chief, the tribe belongs to everyone. If something goes wrong, of course everyone should find a way to solve it together. What's the point of you carrying it alone?"

The chief exhaled a long breath.

Seeing his face was haggard, as if he had been worried for a long time, even his hair had turned a lot white, Hu Jiaojiao's bright eyes were stained with some reluctance.

A crisp voice asked:

"Chief, is the tribe short of supplies?"

The chief was startled, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"You, you know..."

The tribe's supplies were more than enough to survive the winter, and even had a lot more.

But after Xieman came with the previous 700 orcs, the tribe's supplies were rapidly decreasing.

In less than two months, supplies were already stretched to the limit.

The chief knew that Xieman and the group of orcs had been very frugal. They were not greedy beasts, but there were too many orcs and they simply did not have enough.

At this rate, they would not even be able to survive this month, let alone winter.

How could he not be anxious.

More orcs were a good thing, but without supplies, they would all starve to death.

"Sure enough." Foxy murmured with her eyes half lowered.

She had guessed this day when she decided to bring them back. She

calculated the time and rushed back from the Leihe tribe.

She was just afraid that there would not be enough supplies in the tribe.

The chief was so tired, probably because she brought back another hundred beastmen this time, and he felt too stressed and couldn't support them.

"Ah." The chief sighed, "I didn't expect that we could not survive this long and cold winter after blocking the attack of the wolf beastmen..."

If it really doesn't work, we can only save the supplies for the females and cubs.

Fox Jiaojiao raised her eyes and said in a brisk voice:

"Who said we can't survive?"