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105 Chapter 105
The warriors of the Primordial Tribe didn’t know what was going on, especially the one hundred and fifty warriors who were selected to follow the warriors. They were ready to die for the tribe, but at this time, the warriors and the other leaders looked on Bringing two people into the valley with joy.
Gui nodded to the Eagle, and Eagle immediately conveyed the order that they would not impact tonight. The soldiers were even more unclear, but they knew that this change must be related to the two leaders who walked into the valley together.
"Zhan!?" All the soldiers knew Zhan. They were still suspicious of their eyes at the beginning, but they couldn't help but cried out when they got closer.
"Is he still alive?" This is a normal reaction.
"Ah! How did he, he, he... become a fourth-level fighter?" This is a fighter who observes more carefully.
The commotion caused by the original battle was still normal, but Yan Mo gave the soldiers a completely different feeling.
Except for very few people, very few people in the Yuanji Tribe have seen Yan Mo. Even if they had some meager impressions, they have become blurred over time. Moreover, Yan Mo in front of him, no matter his height or temperament, is the same as the one who struggled to survive. Just begging for the humble little slave is completely different.
The warrior chiefs saw Yan Mo, because his familiar face had a sense of familiarity before the sense of fear and shock arose, but the other fighters did not have that sense of familiarity. They stopped eating at first sight. Renfeng’s Yan Mo was first visually shocked. Many people got their goose bumps straight up, and they couldn’t help but step back when they saw Yan Mo coming over.
The news spread in waves, and soon reached the depths of the valley.
"What are you talking about?" The old priest doubted his ears.
Qiuning said excitedly: "It's true! Everyone is saying that the war is back!"
"He is still alive?" The old priest looked unclear.
Qiuning couldn't help but nodded, and said, "He also brought a priest from another race."
"Priest of other tribe?" The old priest stood up suddenly, "Go, take me over and take a look."
Several elders looked at each other, and they all followed.
Seeing that the soldiers were a little messed up, he immediately drank to Hunter: "Let’s keep Taniguchi! And the corpses that have been dragged back are also quickly disposed of. Many people are still hungry."
"Yes." Lie conveyed the order immediately.
The commotion among the soldiers quickly subsided, and Yan Mo had a little admiration for the warriors of the Guihe Yuanji tribe from the bottom of his heart. The terrible discipline, even if it was primitive, was still moving.
Although they are still living in a primitive state, because of the intervention of the Three Cities, they have produced distortions and strange developments in force. Maybe this is not in line with the law of social development, but life will automatically find a way out, regardless of whether it is normal or not. Yuanji tribes and even other indigenous tribes that were intervened by the Three Cities have gradually stepped out of their own way.
The three cities may not know it themselves. After they thought they only revealed a little knowledge and exchanged more important things, that little knowledge has begun to ferment and grow. The limitation of fighter upgrades will not exist forever. Even without him, these natives Will slowly find the correct upgrade path.
And his existence will level the gap between the indigenous people and the three cities little by little. What consequences this will have, he really looks forward to.
The soldiers who had lined up in the valley to rush out of the valley at night separated to the two sides, and the old priest and several elders walked quickly from behind.
"War!" When the old priest saw the people with his own eyes, he believed that Yuan Zhan really was alive and well alive, with no arms or legs, and his face... the old priest's eyes suddenly went straight!
"You... have become a fourth-level fighter?!"
Yuan Zhan's right fist touched his chest lightly, "Master Qiushi."
"How is this possible?" The old priest looked at Yuan Zhan's face repeatedly, because he was so shocked that he ignored the white-headed young man who stood behind Yuan Zhan and was avoided by everyone.
The next few elders focused on Yan Mo of the stranger. One of them trembling fingers, pointed at Yan Mo, and whispered to the other elder beside him: "Then that is a eater, right? He? ...That person...he he he!"
Yan Mo smiled at them, but several elders stared at him vigilantly.
He took a step forward, "Master Qiushi, I'll talk about it later, let the priest go to save the chief. Master Mo, come with me!"
"Wait!" The old priest's scepter swung across, blocking the road.
"Who is this man? Priest? Priest of which tribe? He...Kamada! What is on him? How can you let a priest of another tribe with a man-eating bee on his back enter the residence of our tribe!" Old priest Shouted incredulously.
Hui frowned, "Master Qiushi, Master Mo is not a priest of another tribe. He comes from the ancestral hall and is the only priest who has inherited from the ancestor." These are all what Hui told him just now.
"No matter what priest he is, our tribal chief can't let other priests touch him, and Gama will not allow other priests to touch his bloodline! Fierce, how dare you! You forgot to touch other priests Our mother river caused the mother river to dry up. Did we almost have no water to drink? If the priests of other tribes touch our chiefs today, maybe our entire tribe will perish!"
"Master Qiushi!" He shouted angrily, suppressing his anger, and said with a cold face: "As long as the Chieftain can be rescued, I will bear any consequences! Now, you leave the way!"
"What consequences can you bear?" The old priest refused to give a step, and stabbed fiercely into his heart. "If it weren't for you to not take care of the tribal warriors, how could we find out about salt by the Xun clan? What about us Will so many people die? If it weren't for your ineffective fighting, how could the chief be seriously injured and dead in order to hold the enemy! How could we even give up the residence left by our ancestors!"
"Ah ah ah -!" Hideous sky and roared.
The soldier's leader changed color, and the soldiers were shocked.
The old priest couldn't help taking a step back.
Yan Mo looked at the old priest, fully understanding his mood. This is probably the same as Dofei running to the Jiuyuan tribe with his thugs to challenge him. It’s not that simple to change any priest and let the priests of other tribes rescue their own leaders. This is not only a defensive heart, but also A protection of one's own authority.
But he was a little luckier than Dofei, because Qiushi, the old priest, could not live or die, and there was a gap between him and the leader of the warrior, and he had no intention of snatching the position of the old priest. He just looked at the warriors and women of the original tribe.
"Jamuda?" Yan Mo asked in a low voice, Yuanzhan who walked to him.
Yuanzhan also lowered his voice and replied: "Jamada was sacrificed by the Heiyuan tribe. It is said that Gamada was made by the eyes of the ancestors who fell on the ground. There are three eyes, and you can see everything in the world, and you can even see that it hasn't happened Thing."
"And what the Xirang tribe sacrifices to is the earth? What the Feisha tribe sacrifices to is the wind?"
"Yes. It is said that the original patriarchs of the Xiyang and Feisha tribes were both conceived by the desert king scorpion. They were half-brothers of the same mother. Later, after their offspring separated, they became the Xiyang and Feisha tribes. "
That is, the earth and the wind slept with the same woman, no, they slept with the same female scorpion!
"That's why the Xiyang tribe and the Feisha tribe are closer." Yan Mo nodded, and finally figured out the relationship between the three tribes.
"you guys!"
The old priest didn't dare to irritate the ferocious anymore, and turned his gunfire at the two whispering bastards nearby, "War, have you betrayed the tribe, and led other priests to confuse the tribe's warriors!"
"Master Qiushi, I came back only because I heard that the tribe was in trouble. I know you don't want me to come back. I will leave when the tribe's crisis is resolved and the Chief Chief is rescued." Yuan Zhan said in a cold voice.
The faces of the soldiers who heard this sentence in the vicinity were not very good, especially the Xiyang nationality fighters.
The old priest sneered: "What can you do alone? Do you think that you can resist the attack of the three tribes when you become a fourth-level fighter? Don't forget, the chief is also a fourth-level fighter!"
"Even if I am not a fourth-level fighter, I will come back. Master Qiushi, silently has the ability to rescue the chief, you..."
The old priest interrupted him before Yuan Zhan finished speaking, and turned to look at Yan Mo with a puzzled look, "Mo? I said, how could he look so familiar, so he is your slave! Ha! Gama , You brought a slave to pretend to be the priest of the ancestor, are you not afraid that the ancestor will be angry?"
The doubt on the old priest's face turned into complete contempt and irony, and he became more vigilant towards Yuan Zhan. This person will come back, what does he mean by bringing back a priest?
Yuan Zhan rubbed his stubborn chin, "Master Qiushi, you are wrong, my slave is dead, and it is indeed the ancestral priest before your eyes."
"Enough!" Yan Mo suddenly yelled, and the bee guards on him circled away, flying around the old priest in demonstration.
"What are you doing?" The old priest waved his scepter hastily, he was afraid that the eater bees would attack him.
Several elders backed up one after another, and they were able to hold back not yelling because of their willpower. Qiuning was still young, and when he saw the pirate bee flying over, he screamed and hugged his head and fled back.
Before the soldiers went to rescue the old priest, "Come back!" Yan Mo deliberately called out.
The bee guards immediately turned around and flew back to Yan Mo again.
The people who saw this scene all gasped, this person can really drive pirate bees!
Yan Mo looked at the crowd in a circle, and finally looked at the old priest, "If you don’t want me to save your chief, I will naturally not force it. It’s not easy for me to save a dying person. My vitality is at the cost."
The old priest's complexion changed, and this sentence was too cruel! Look at the warrior leaders and the eyes of the warriors, even Bing, who has always respected him, looked at him with disapproval.
Yan Mo looked at the ferocious face with deep grief and anger in his eyes again, and said calmly: "Yuan Zhan is your tribe. He wants to save you. I think you can trust him."
Hui clenched his fists, he wanted to save the chief, but deep in his heart he was also afraid that what the old priest said would become true. If the priest is not the real ancestral priest, even if he really saves the chief, Nagamoma The conference will not be angry about this?
Yan Mo smiled again, "I think you might not want me to stay here, I will leave as soon as possible."
Yuan Zhan originally wanted to say something. Hearing this, Yan Mo's hand touched the horn on his waist and immediately closed his mouth.
Yan Mo took off the horn and shook it to the ferocious, "I will blow it, don’t panic, I just use it to summon a friend of mine to pick me up, remember to see it appear, don’t attack it, or make it angry It's not so good."
Yan Mo smiled and put the horn to his mouth.
The old priest suddenly yelled: "Don't let him blow that thing! He must be trying to summon the eater bees to attack us! Kill! Kill him! Quick!"
The soldiers squeezed the wooden spears at once and all looked at the ferocious.
Hui hadn't said yet, Yuan Zhan had already smiled coldly and waved his hand, "Master Qiushi, don't you want to know how I can solve the tribe's crisis with one person?"
The ground around Yan Mo's feet suddenly rose, supporting him to stand tall, and his Shao also appeared a circle of earth walls surrounding him.
"Woo-!" The long, deep, high-pitched cry sounded and gradually spread to the distance.
The author has something to say: haven't finished writing later, there will be another chapter at 2 pm^^