The warriors of the Yuanji tribe didn't know what happened, especially the one hundred and fifty warriors who were selected to follow Hide. They were ready to die for the tribe, but at this time Hide and the other leaders had a look on their faces. With joy, he led the two of them into the valley.
Hide nodded to the eagle, and the eagle immediately conveyed the order that there would be no attack tonight. The soldiers were even more confused, 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. At first they still doubted their eyes, but when people approached, they couldn't help shouting anymore.
"Is he still alive?" This is a normal response.
"God! He, he, he...how did he become a fourth-level fighter?" This is a soldier who observes more carefully.
The commotion caused by Yuan Zhan was normal, but the feeling Yan Mo brought to the soldiers was completely different.
Except for a very few people, very few people in Yuanji Tribe have seen Yan Mo. Even if they had some vague impressions, it has become blurred with the passage of time, and the Yan Mo in front of him is the same as the struggling to survive, no matter his temperament, no matter his height or temperament. Just ask the humble little slave to be completely different.
When the warrior leaders saw Yan Mo, because of his familiar face, they had a sense of familiarity before fear and shock arose, but the other warriors did not have that sense of familiarity. Renfeng's Yan Mo was visually shocked first, and many people had goosebumps, and when they saw Yan Mo walking over, they couldn't help but backed away.
The news spread down wave after wave, and soon spread to the depths of the valley.
"What did you say?" The old priest almost doubted his ears.
Qiu Ning said excitedly: "It's true! Everyone is saying that Zhan is back!"
"He's still alive?" The old priest's expression was unclear.
Qiu Ning couldn't stop nodding, and said, "He also brought a priest from another clan with him."
"Other priests?" The old priest stood up abruptly, "Go, take me there to have a look."
Several elders looked at each other and followed.
Seeing that the soldiers were in a bit of a mess, he immediately shouted at Lie: "Let someone guard the Taniguchi! And those corpses that have been dragged back should be disposed of quickly. Many people are still hungry."
"Yes." Hunter immediately conveyed the order.
The turmoil among the soldiers quickly subsided, and Yan Mo felt a little admiration for the soldiers of the Ji and Yuanji tribes from the bottom of his heart. The terrible discipline, even if it was primitive, was still moving.
Although their life is still in a primitive state, because of the intervention of the three cities, they have distorted and abnormal development in terms of force. Maybe this does not conform to the law of social development, but life will automatically find a way out, whether it is normal or not, The original tribe and even other indigenous tribes that were intervened by the three cities gradually walked out of their own way.
The three cities may not even know it themselves. After they thought that they only revealed a little knowledge and exchanged something more important, that little knowledge has begun to ferment and grow. The limitation of fighter upgrades will not exist forever. It will also slowly find the correct upgrade path.
And his existence will gradually bridge the gap between the natives and the three cities. He is really looking forward to the consequences of this.
The warriors who had already 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.
"Great battle!" The old priest saw the person with his own eyes, and then he believed that Yuan Zhanzhen was still alive, and he was alive and well, with no missing arms or legs, and his complexion... The old priest's eyes suddenly went straight!
"You... have become a fourth-level fighter?!"
Yuan Zhan lightly touched his chest with his right fist, "Lord Qiu Shi."
"How is this possible?" The old priest looked at Yuan Zhan's face repeatedly, because he was too shocked, so he ignored the white-headed boy who was standing behind Yuan Zhan and was avoided by everyone.
The elders behind focused their attention on the stranger Yan Mo, one of them pointed at Yan Mo with trembling fingers, and asked another elder beside him in a low voice: "Then that is a man-eating bee, right? ... that person... he he he!"
Yan Mo smiled at them, but the elders stared at him warily.
He took a step forward, "Master Qiu Shi, I will talk about it later if you have anything to say. Let this priest first go and treat the chief. Lord Mo, come with me!"
"Wait!" The old priest swung his staff and blocked the road.
"Who is this person? Priest? Which tribe's priest? He... God Kamo! What's on him? How could you let a priest of another tribe with a man-eating bee on his back enter our tribe's residence!" The old priest could not shouted in confidence.
Hide frowned, "Lord Qiushi, Lord Mo is not a priest of another clan. He comes from the Temple of the Ancestor God, and is the only priest who has received the inheritance of the Ancestor God." These are all what Ting Zhan told him just now.
"No matter what kind of priest he is, the chief of our tribe will not allow other priests to touch it, and God Kamo will not allow witches who worship other gods to touch his blood! Hey, how dare you! You forgot that slaves from other tribes touched his blood. Touch our mother river, causing the mother river to dry up, and we almost have no water to drink? If other priests touch our chief today, maybe our entire tribe will perish!"
"Lord Qiushi!" He yelled angrily, suppressed his anger, and said with a cold face: "As long as I can rescue Lord Chief, I will bear any consequences! Now, get out of the way!"
"What consequences can you bear?" The old priest refused to budge, and stabbed fiercely in the heart, "If you didn't manage the tribal warriors well, how could the pigs know about our search for salt? How could we So many people would die? If it wasn't for your ineffectiveness in fighting, how could the chief be seriously injured and die in order to hold back the enemy! How could we even give up the residence left by our ancestors!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The leader of the soldiers changed color, and the soldiers were frightened.
The old priest couldn't help taking a step back.
Yan Mo looked at the old priest, completely understanding his mood. This is probably the same as Duofei brought his thugs to the Jiuyuan Tribe to challenge him. It would not be so simple for any priest to let the priests of other tribes save the leader of his own tribe. A protection of one's own authority.
But he was a little luckier than Duofei, because the old priest Qiushi couldn't live and die, and there was a gap between him and the warrior leader, and he didn't intend to take the position of the old priest, he was just greedy for the warriors and women of the original tribe.
"Great God Kamo?" Yan Mo asked Yuan Zhan who walked beside him in a low voice.
Yuan Zhan also answered in a low voice: "The Great God Kama is a god worshiped by the Heiyuan tribe. According to legend, the Great God Kama is a god who was transformed from the eyes of the ancestor gods who fell on the ground. He has three eyes and can see everything in the world. Nothing that happened."
"And the Xirang tribe worships the god of the earth? The Feisha tribe worships the god of wind?"
"Yes. It is said that the original patriarchs of the Xirang and Feisha tribes were both conceived by the desert king scorpion. They are a pair of half-brothers with the same mother. Later, their descendants separated, and there were Xirang and Feisha tribes. "
In other words, the God of the Earth and the God of Wind slept with the same woman, no, they slept with the same female scorpion!
"That's why Xirang and Feisha are relatively close." Yan Mo nodded, finally understanding the relationship between the three tribes.
"you!"
The old priest didn't dare to provoke him any more, so he turned his cannon fire on the two bastards who were whispering next to him, "Da Da, have you betrayed the tribe and even led other priests to confuse the warriors of the tribe!"
"Lord Qiushi, I came back only because I heard that the tribe is in trouble. I know you don't want me to come back. I will leave when the tribe's crisis is resolved and the chieftain is rescued." Yuan Zhan said calmly.
The faces of the soldiers nearby who heard these words were not very good, especially the soldiers of the Xirang tribe.
The old priest sneered: "What can you do alone? Do you think that you can resist the attack of the tri-ethnic alliance by becoming 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, Mo has the ability to save the chief, you..."
The old priest interrupted Yuan Zhan before he finished speaking, and turned to look at Yan Mo with a puzzled expression, "Mo? Why does he look so familiar? So he is your slave! Ha! Great God Kama , you brought a slave to pretend to be the priest of the ancestor god, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the ancestor god?"
The doubt on the old priest's face turned into complete contempt and sarcasm, and he was even more wary of Yuan Zhan. What does it mean that this man will come back when he comes back, and he will bring back a priest
Yuan Zhan rubbed his bearded chin, "Lord Qiushi, you are mistaken, my slave is dead, and the one in front of you is indeed the Priest of the Ancestor God."
"Enough!" Yan Mo suddenly shouted softly, and the bee guard on his body also circled away, flying around the old priest in a demonstrative manner.
"What are you doing?" The old priest waved his scepter quickly, he was afraid that those man-eating bees would attack him.
Several elders backed away one after another. It was due to their great willpower that they could hold back their screams. Qiu Ning was still young, and when she saw the man-eating bee flying over, she screamed and ran back holding her head.
Before the soldiers went to rescue the old priest, "Come back!" Yan Mo shouted deliberately.
The bee guards immediately turned around and flew back to Yan Mo's side.
Everyone gasped when they saw this scene, this man can really drive man-eating bees!
Yan Mo looked around the crowd, and finally looked at the old priest, "If you don't want me to save your chief, of course I won't force it. It's not easy for me to save a dying person. My life force is the price."
The old priest's face changed, this sentence was too cruel! Look at the eyes of those warrior leaders and soldiers, even Bing, who has always respected him, looked at him with disapproving eyes.
Yan Mo looked at Hide with a grim face and deep grief in his eyes, and said calmly: "Yuan Zhan is a member of your clan, he wants to save you, I think you can trust him."
Hide 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 was not the real ancestor priest, he would count as saving the chief, Nagama Will the Great God be furious because of this
Yan Mo laughed again, "I don't think you guys want me to stay here, I will leave as soon as possible."
Yuan Zhan originally wanted to say something, but when he heard this, he saw Yan Mo's hand touched the horn on his waist, and immediately shut his mouth.
Yan Mo took off the horn and shook the horn, "I will blow it, don't panic, I just use it to summon one of my friends to pick me up, remember to see it appear and don't attack it, or it will make it angry Not so good."
Yan Mo smiled and brought the horn to his lips.
The old priest suddenly shouted: "Don't let him blow that thing! He must be trying to summon man-eating bees to attack us! Kill! Kill him! Quick!"
The soldiers clenched their wooden spears tightly and all looked at Hide.
Before he could say anything, Yuan Zhan had already smiled coldly and waved his hand, "Master Qiushi, don't you want to know how I can solve the tribal crisis by myself?"
The ground around Yan Mo's feet rose suddenly, supporting him to stand tall, and a circle of earthen walls surrounded him at the same time.
"Woo!" A long, deep, and high-pitched howl sounded, gradually spreading into the distance.