Chapter 170 (1/2)

Hearing the news that the captured women might still be alive, everyone in the Ye tribe was very excited. Some even cried and jumped up.

Chieftain Ye's eyes are also slightly red, because he is the uncle of Shan Ye, and the cousin who was captured is his daughter.

Affected by everyone's emotion, Shan Ye's eyes are also red. He gently comforts the chief: ”uncle, cousin, she may still be alive. Don't blame yourself.”

Usually single leaf calls him chief, only in private called uncle, which will be excited, called out again.

The chieftain of the Ye tribe took a breath and suddenly laughed. The smile melted like ice. His face immediately became friendly. He went back to Ye Xi, patted Ye Xi on the shoulder and said sincerely, ”thank you, brother Tu Shan. Welcome to Ye tribe as a guest.”

The attitude of the people of the surrounding Ye tribe to Ye Xi changed suddenly and became extremely enthusiastic.

Thanks to Tu Shan, not only the women captured by the tribe may still be alive, but more importantly, they don't have to worry about those guys' sneak attacks in the future!

Everyone pushed the single leaf aside, and ye Xi came to the fire. One man put a big leaf on the protruding root, while the other half pushed and half asked Ye Xi to sit down on it.

The rest of the Ye tribe came to the tree cave and the tree house to bring their precious delicacies to serve ye Xi.

A teenager with a banana leaf carrying more than a dozen beads of fruit, such as obsidian, trotted over: ”this is deer's eye fruit, but sweet, the flesh is also very crisp, eat more is good for the eyes! Try it

As Obsidian beads of fruit in green fresh leaves rolling back and forth, it is particularly attractive.

Ye Xi thanks him with a smile and picks up a deer's eye fruit. He finds that even if you look at it closely, it looks like a pearl made of a black gem, with a sense of clarity. It is not perfect like a fruit.

He took a little bite, and his mouth was full of sweet and crisp taste, and there was also a special aroma

A Ye tribe soldier jumped down from a tree with a stone pot in his hand, handed it to Ye Xi and lifted the lid of the stone pot.

With the lift of the lid, a smell of grass and trees suddenly diffused. There was green dew in it. The soldier said enthusiastically: ”you've been thirsty all the way. This is the green dew. I took a big pot and you can drink it.”

Someone nearby complained that he didn't take the cup. The soldier suddenly realized and climbed up the tree. Ye Xigang wanted to say no more. The soldier had already entered the tree house and jumped down with the wooden cup after a while.

A man took the wooden cup, poured a cup full of green dew and handed it to Ye Xi.

Ye Xi was not very thirsty at first. Now he smelled the fragrance of Qinglu, but his throat was strangely thirsty.

He took a sip and found that the taste of the green dew was much better than that he had drunk in the Blackpool trading area last time, and the difference was equivalent to the taste difference between the milk soaked with cream and the real milk.

He looked for it and looked at the single leaf squeezed behind the crowd.

Understand the meaning of Ye Xi's eyes, a dry cough, unnatural way: ”we usually take the bad to the trading area for exchange.”

At this time, a middle-aged woman with short hair held a stone jar and put it in front of Ye Xi.

When the woman opened the lid, it was full of yellow honey. Its color was golden and crystal clear, just like liquid gold. It looked better than the single leaf just cut: ”this is queen bee honey, little brother. Try it.”

Shan Ye silently rolled her eyes. Aunt Kou used to hide it like a baby. Now she is willing to take it all out.