Chapter 217 Want to marry my sister?

Baden was stunned when he heard the words. He was used to being rude in the tribe and didn't realize it at all. Being said by the night, coupled with the discussion around him, he suddenly couldn't hold his face. Later, he called a subordinate and told him.

Before long, his subordinate brought two women.

There was some speculation in the dark night. He secretly said that this Baden was really not a thing. He actually took his woman as a bet. Before he said anything, the onlooker Buji couldn't calm down. If Hay hadn't stopped, he would have rushed to argue long ago.

Can he not be angry!

Zidian, who was hunted until he was injured, actually asked Baden to ask the woman to put it around his neck.

Look at the woman's appearance, with red grass juice on her mouth and a gold bracelet on her hand, she kept winking at the strong men around her. Buji knows her. This woman is a widow and usually has an affair with many men in the tribe. I don't know which of Baden's streaks are so good that he can get better with this size of broken shoes.

Night naturally didn't know it. Anyway, he was quite disgraceful of Baden's move, so he couldn't help sneering. Baden was so angry that he took the long-handled weapon handed over by his companion, and then he was ready to choose someone to eat.

Suddenly there was a burst of ** in the crowd, and the onlookers made way.

The patriarch Balulu came out of the crowd and put on a tone of hatred: "What are you doing? You have a lot of strength, don't you?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled both sides. Then he turned his head and looked at the night: "You are an outsider. You are not qualified to participate in the bonfire party. The first butterfly is invalidating your business."

The night was relieved. He just came to ask for information and didn't want to do anything. This Barruru is a successful peacemaker. In two words, the dispute will be settled.

Unexpectedly, Patton was unrelent. He pointed to the night and said, "This boy has offended me. He can't count like this. As compensation, he must give his sister to me."

Sure enough, it was a cramp in the head. The anger that had just been extinguished in the night was rekindled. This bastard actually came for the wind chime.

Hundreds of people gathered in the square, and Baruru could not completely lose justice.

He glanced at the wind chime, then glanced at Baden, and then said to the night, "Young man, I don't think it's better than this. Don't leave, you brothers and sisters. It's better to choose a day. We will officially join our tribe tonight. In this case, you and Chudie can follow the rules of the bonfire party, and no one will object. In addition, your sister's marriage to Baden is not a disgrace. After all, he is a warrior of our tribe.

The fox's tail is exposed, and the night hates. This old man doesn't understand the situation at all, and his intention is by no means to relieve the siege. The reason why he said that before was that he was afraid that Chu Die would follow him and his son would have no chance. Now it's really disgusting to help Baden plan the wind chime.

Baruru covered the sky in the clan, and even if someone objected, he had no scruples. It's just that he didn't realize the consequences of his words.

He offended three people. One was Chu Die's father, the oldest warrior in the tribe, which was a hidden danger. The second is Buji, who is a dissented leader. Of course, he naturally won't care about offending him more than once. It was enough to suppress Buji before. The third person, but what he really can't offend, is the night.

So, he is going to have bad luck.

The night withdrew his aggressive attitude, politely bowed his hand to Balulu and said seriously, "Barulu, although I have separated from the people, it is impossible for the rebel group. As for Baden's desire to marry my sister, it is not impossible. But there is a condition that we have to follow the rules of our tribe.

Fengling was dissatisfied and secretly twisted it in the waist of the night.

The night endured the pain, but there was no abnormality. He waited for Barulu's reply. These words have promoted the ownership of the wind chimes to the height between the tribes. He would like to see how the patriarch answered.

Balulu frowned and pinched the scepter in his hand a little. The outsider in front of him did not seem to be so easy to deal with. He retreated and said deeply, "Oh, if there are any rules, talk about it first."

The fish was hooked, and the night was settled.

Instead of answering first, he took out the package. Xiaoqiang, the skeleton in the package, had been gone for a long time. It got the order of the night, secretly searched for a pair of bones, and then returned to the Snake Valley with the night's handwritten letter.

The night opened the package and shook the gold and silver inside to the ground, attracting a cold breath. Seeing that everyone reacted, he said slowly, "In our tribe, my sister and I are also people with status. Ordinary people can't have so much gold, right?

Barulu also stared at the pile of gold and couldn't move his eyes. He couldn't guess the meaning of the night for a while.

In fact, the dark move is just to create an environment for equal dialogue. He can't let the Barru family dominate and control all the voice. The fabrication of an unwarranted identity can improve the status and weight of him and Fengling in the hearts of everyone.

"In our tribe, we advocate the freedom of marriage and love between men and women. As long as both sides are willing, there is no reason for others to break up. The night said and looked at the crowd. The people of the ephedra tribe nodded one after another, and they generally followed this rule of choosing a spouse.

"Please bear witness," Heiye directly ignored Baru's existence and said to everyone present, "It's up to her to decide whether my sister wants to marry Baden or not."

Before the night finished the show, Fengling shouted impatiently: "No, I don't want to."

There was a sudden boo in the square, and Baruru's face was not good-looking. Obviously, this matter was a little out of control.

The night saw that he controlled the thinking direction of the clan, and continued to use public opinion to put himself on the moral commanding heights: "There are exceptions to everything. If there is a man who insists on marrying, it is not completely impossible. The environment here is bad, and it is not easy for the tribe to survive. If there is one more warrior in the family, it is not a bad thing.

This is reasonable, but many people nodded and said yes.

"But," the night turned the words back, "the warrior didn't blow it out, he had to have some real material."

Baruru saw that the night was in control of the situation, and it was difficult to refute for a while. Instead, Baden couldn't calm down. He patted his chest and said, "I'm a real warrior in the tribe. What are you going to do?"

"It's not much," the night looked at him contemptuously. "It's just a simple proof."

Baden waved his hand and said impatiently, "You can say whatever you want. It's not easy."

"Two choices," the night pointed to the woman brought by Baden. "One is that you hunt a purple electricity to prove your ability."

One finger changed into two, and the night said, "If you don't have the ability to take the first task, then complete the second one. There is a valley about 70 miles to the west. There is a poisonous plant in the valley called shit beans. As long as you can get one, I will recognize your ability.

Unexpectedly, Baden was impatient. He waved the stick in his hand and said disdainfully, "What kind of problem do I think you can play? Isn't it just a purple mouse and a plant? Dress up your sister and I'll get it tomorrow.

Others don't know the difficulty of these two tasks, but Buji and his brother know it.

The night is helping him. As long as Baden comes back empty-handed, it is equivalent to slapping the patriarch Baluru in the face. As long as you have some brains, you will definitely think of the patriarch's attitude towards Buji after hunting yesterday.

"Wait!" Barru can't do it if he doesn't come forward.

His natural way is that Zidian is difficult to hunt, and he also knows that he dug a hole in the night and waited for Baden to jump in. But why is my son so smart?

"Pear Barulu, what do you mean?" The night pretended to be puzzled and said, "Do you want to repent for Baden? Are you asking if his eggs are still there?

The crowd booed and laughed.

"You," Baruru was choked. He didn't expect that he would suddenly play a scoundrel in the night, and he didn't play cards at all. The wording prepared in advance was swallowed alive.

"Of course, if the patriarch thinks that I'm deliberately trying to make things difficult, just think I've never said it." The night began to play the exciting method. He raised his eyebrows and joked, "Don't worry so much. If Baden can't even complete such a simple task, will he still have the face to be the heir of the patriarch?"

"Okay, okay, you, you..." Barulu is a smart man, and he is so angry that he is about to vomit blood. But I don't dare to make the night look good in front of the people. Once he disobeys the public opinion and goes against it, I'm afraid the patriarch will come to an end.

The ephedra tribe follows the original way of power, and the leader is elected by the people.

Baruru's power comes from the people, so he should be fair at least on the surface. Because the position of patriarch cannot be hereditary, he must make some foreshadowing if he wants to continue his blood to be in power. Now he can still use his power to pave the way for Baden.

Seeing that Baden had no room for turning around, he had to sigh and turn around and leave. As for how to deal with the outsider in the night, there will always be a way, right?

Baden was ridiculed many times by the night, and he was about to be angry. But he was not stupid enough to do it immediately. He stared at the night and the wind chimes angrily and waved away.

The duel "night" can't be over, but the entanglement between the two sides is getting deeper and deeper.

The wind chime shook the arm of the night and left the crowd. She was a little worried and said, "Let's get out of here. It would be bad if Baden did something secretly."

"It seems to be a little too much today," the night scratched his head with embarrassment and looked in the direction of the square. Originally, based on his principles and habits, he rarely argued with people face to face like this. I don't know why today, my mood is a little out of control.