Chief Hao came with Jiong and several other warrior leaders.
"Tell me, Qiu Shi, who do you want Master Mo to save?" The chief's face was calm, but anyone could hear his anger.
He looked around and saw that the old priest was surrounded by Heiyuan warriors, and several of them were family members or friends who were seriously injured, so he immediately understood the old priest's plan. He could see it, and the chief naturally saw it too, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry.
Catching Moth and Bing lowered their heads, they were both from the Heiyuan tribe, so they naturally understood the plan of the old priest, which made them feel ashamed.
Hunter, Diao, Dahe and the others didn't say anything.
There is nothing wrong with the old priest asking the white-headed priest to save someone, and no one would blame him for this. But the old priest knows that Yan Mo can save many people in one day, but he hides it from the other warrior leaders, and only brings Heiyuan warriors with him, and wants the white-headed priest to go with him to save people. Do you have to ask who is going to save?
Dare to love you Heiyuan clan fighters are all baby bumps, what about the seriously injured fighters of the other two clans? Should they just wait to die
What would the old priest's behavior make the warriors of the three clans think
The chief sighed deeply. The old priest was really old and confused. He could only see the narrowest and most important small area, ignoring the future of the whole tribe.
But the tribe needs priests, but Qiu Ning has not yet grown up, which makes Hao very embarrassed.
"I asked him to follow me to rescue our seriously injured soldiers, and I had already promised him to save one person for five men and five women, but he delayed on purpose! He obviously wanted to kill our soldiers!" Qiu Shi looked at Hao with an expression on his face. He restrained himself a bit or two, but he didn't feel panic or ashamed, he felt that what he did was right, and he felt that Hao should understand him.
Hao didn't press him to ask if he only saved Heiyuan warriors, even if he knew this, he couldn't ask in front of so many people.
Yan Mo laughed, "You said I wanted to harm you?"
Seeing that Yan Mo's expression was wrong, Hao and He hurriedly wanted to make up for it, and were about to speak.
"Chief, Hide, so you are here, and I am going to find you."
Everyone turned their heads together, and saw Yuan Zhan returning with a plate of tender roe deer meat that he specially cut off last night and just roasted.
The smell of meat was very fragrant, which made the soldiers who were hungry in the morning couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva.
Bad fight! Only thinking about the white-headed priest, no brotherhood at all! In the morning, before they went to see the chief, they also secretly came to Zhan, and wanted him to help talk to the Lord Mo, to see if they could ask the Lord to save people without slavery. As a result, this guy glared at them with an expression of "how dare you say it!"
If it wasn't for that guy who later said that begging him would be better than begging Sir Mo, and that he had something to say to them at night, and made it clear that it was a good thing, they really wanted to rush up and beat him up together! Whether it can be played is another question.
Yuan Zhan didn't seem to see the tense atmosphere at the scene, he handed the plate to Yan Mo - he had watched Mo draw the shape of this plate, and saw a convenient stone beside him in the morning, so he made it.
Yan Mo didn't answer, he turned around and walked to the back of the tent when Yuan Zhan came back.
"Where are you going?" Yuan Zhan was curious.
"Pee! I'm about to explode! I came to block the door early in the morning, screaming and killing, so energetic, why don't you go out and kill the enemy?" Yan Mo muttered and disappeared behind the tent. He didn't want to be near the tent. Solved, but he really couldn't help it.
Everyone who heard the white-headed priest's complaint almost laughed out loud. This white-headed priest is really... very interesting.
The atmosphere at the scene also changed from tense to much more relaxed.
A little smile also appeared on Hao's face. He looked at Yuan Zhan. He had mixed feelings about this soldier. Before he went out, he was only a second-level fighter. Bloodline ability.
As for Zhan, he had always looked good at him until he had a problem with his right leg and it became extremely difficult to upgrade, so he gave up on him and turned his attention to other fighters.
"Chief, Hide, leave the matter of saving lives to the priests. I don't think there is much food in the valley. Why don't you go hunting while everyone still has strength?"
As soon as Yuan Zhan mentioned hunting, Hao and Ji and the others immediately entered into combat mode.
"He told me about the tribe's affairs in the morning, and we are preparing to gather all the soldiers to rush out together." Although saving lives is very important, if they can't kill a bloody road, no matter how many people they save, they will eventually be killed Or become another slave.
And if they want to save more people, they must prepare more slaves, but where do the slaves come from? If you don't want to use your own people, of course you can only plunder from the enemy.
"I don't need so many people, just give me one hundred and three-level fighters." Yuan Zhan said.
"For you? Are you going to take someone out?" Hao was surprised. Although Zhan came back, they really didn't expect Yuan Zhan to be willing to take the lead.
"No, I am taking people to hunt, and everyone must obey my orders."
The chief and the leader of the warriors, "..."
Yuan Zhan said again: "Others stay in the valley and don't go out."
"No! I don't trust him!" The old priest went to the front and interrupted the conversation of the soldiers, "Soldiers can't be handed over to him, not a single one."
Yuan Zhan stroked his beard, and suddenly wanted to kill the old priest, well, he wanted to do this a long time ago.
"Qiu Shi!" Hao pressed his eyebrows. If he was not afraid of God Kamo's punishment, he would change priests immediately, even if this priest could not look far away, he could not pray to the gods for the soldiers.
Hide and the others looked at the old priest with unfriendly eyes. The old priest was in pain. He felt that he was right, but the soldiers including the chief did not support him.
"You are all bewitched by the evil!" The old priest gripped the scepter and sighed angrily.
"Jie!" Everyone raised their heads suddenly, and a huge black shadow hovered in the sky.
Yan Mo swayed out from behind the tent and waved his hands to the sky.
"Jie!" Jiufeng yelled in the sky: Momo, I had a fight with a big guy just now! I'm hungry, I'm going to grab something to eat, and I'll come back to play with you later.
go Go. Yan Mo waved.
Jiufeng tilted his wings and flew away with the wind.
Yan Mo was thinking about what the big guy Jiu Feng was talking about, while taking the plate that Kusamachi handed him. Look at the grilled meat that is still steaming, then look at your hands, and use the other hand to pick up the grilled meat slices and stuff them into your mouth. This was one of the things he would never do in his previous life.
And Yan Mo completely ignored everyone's randomness—especially when the old priest was also hungry, the old priest became angry.
"Don't eat it! If you really want to save people, follow me to save our seriously injured soldiers!"
"How many seriously injured do you have?" Yan Moli ignored him and looked at Chief Hao.
Hao didn't want to look at the old priest's old face that felt he was right, so he turned his head and asked Hide, "How much?" He asked Hide, not only because Hide was the leader of the soldiers, but also because his counting ability was the best among the leaders.
Without thinking, Hide replied: "There were sixty-six more yesterday." He didn't count those with missing arms or legs among the seriously injured.
Hao turned to look at Yan Mo, "Master Mo, with so many people, can you save them all?"
"No, I'm not a god, I can only do my best."
Although Yan Mo gave a negative answer, Hao and the warrior leaders felt that he was honest and real.
"Any ability needs to pay a price. I am not the only priest who can save people. The priests and princesses in Tianzhu City can also save people, but at the cost of the vitality of the surrounding lives, and I use my own vitality, but I The vitality of my life is not inexhaustible, the ancestor god gave me more vitality than others, but it is only enough for me to save dozens of lives, and I have used a lot so far."
Hearing the unfamiliar word Tianzhu City, the sharper people such as Chief Hao and Ji looked at each other.
The angry old priest who was ignored immediately looked at him suspiciously, "Are you the priest of the Three Cities?"
Hide asked at the same time: "How many people can you save?"
Yan Mo didn't answer the old priest, but replied ferociously: "You shouldn't ask how many people I can save, but you should ask yourself how many people you can exchange for me?"
Seeing Hao and all the soldiers counting how many people he needs to save so many people, Yan Mo directly saved them the trouble and gave them the answer: "Sixty-six people, one person for ten people, if I can save all of them When you come back, you will give me six hundred and sixty people, plus the previous two hundred and five, you will give me a total of eight hundred and sixty-five people, do you have so many people in your tribe for me?"
Eight hundred and sixty-five people! The warrior leaders who understood what this number represented were stunned.
"Listen! Ask him to save a few people, but he actually wants to take away our entire tribe! This is the good guy you think!" The old priest thumped his scepter and shouted angrily.
Soldiers such as Hao and Ji don't think this is a problem. Aren't so many enemies slaves? Before Hao was seriously injured and would die, their combat effectiveness and mood were greatly affected. Now Hao can stand up and walk, and they have an extra fourth-level fighter. Now the tribal fighters are full of fighting spirit! They will surely kill the enemy, take back the tribe's settlement, and take more slaves!
"Master Qiushi wants to exchange tribesmen as slaves?" Yuan Zhan asked maliciously.
The old priest froze.
Yan Mo suddenly smiled, "Didn't Ah Zhan tell you? I told him last night that two hundred people are enough. If someone asks me to treat them later, unless I need to use my life force to save people, I only need to exchange items." can."
Hao and the others relaxed, but the old priest said angrily, "You just said that you want one person for ten!"
"Well, that's right, as long as it's your request, one person must be replaced by ten people."
"you!"
It is reasonable to say that the warriors of the original tribe should be very angry and angry when they see the priests of their own tribe. I'm so sorry Chief.
"I still have something to do. If you don't want me to save someone now, then I'll come back later." After Yan Mo finished speaking, he turned his head and whispered to Cao Ding, "Take me to find Gan Yu."
"Yes." Kusamachi was about to lead the way.
"Where are you going? Stop! This is the original tribe, I am the priest here, how dare you, a foreign priest, be so disrespectful to me!" The old priest was about to go mad, and immediately ordered: "Arrest him! We Give him none of the warriors and women! Give him none! Kill him! Kill those man-eating bees! Set them on fire!"
The warriors around the old priest looked at the chief together.
Hao shouted angrily: "Qiu Shi!"
Qiushi also cried out to Hao: "Chief! This other priest really can't stay! Can't you see it? He is sucking the souls of everyone in the tribe! You don't listen to me anymore, you don't listen! When did I miss it? And Zhan, his soul is also polluted, he is no longer a warrior of the tribe. I saw it, and saw that everyone in the tribe became their slaves!"
Hao's face changed, and the three eyes of the Great God Kama could not only see the distant place, he could also see things that hadn't happened in the future. The intuition of danger is usually very effective, and the older the priest, the more obvious this intuition will be.
"Master Qiushi, have you really seen it? Or are you just jealous of my ability and want to put me to death? Or your Yuanji tribe is planning to say nothing and don't want to give me the two hundred people, so you want to find me at random. A reason to kill me?" Yan Mo turned around and smiled, a small knife suddenly appeared in his hand, slowly turning between his fingers.
The bee guards silently transformed into an attacking formation.
His face suddenly changed.
Hao opened his mouth to explain, and wanted someone to take the old priest down temporarily, but Yan Mo sneered before he could speak, "Slave? I have never had slaves in the Jiuyuan tribe!"
Jiuyuan Tribe? Everyone looked at each other, which tribe is this? Why have they never heard of it? And this tribe has no slaves
"There are no slaves? Then why do you want us to exchange two hundred people for you? Take them back and eat them?" The old priest didn't believe it at all.
"No, I just want to take them to Jiuyuan Tribe to live a better life." The person who spoke was not Yan Mo, but Yuan Zhan.
Hearing this, the old priest felt even more that he had guessed right, and immediately shouted angrily: "Chief! Listen! Da Da has betrayed the tribe! He wants to lead people away from the tribe!"
Hao was very calm, and he asked Yuan Zhan: "What do you mean by taking people to other tribes?"
Yuan Zhan smiled, and replied, "It's not that I want to take people away, but Master Qiushi no longer wants the Xirang people to stay in the tribe."
"Fight!" Hide slowly shook his head at him.
Yuan Zhan pretended not to notice, "You can ask Lord Qiushi why he agreed to exchange two hundred people for Mo to save you. At first, Lord Qiushi would rather you die than let Mo touch you."
It is impossible for Hao to ask the old priest about this.
The old priest wanted to refute, but Yuan Zhan didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and continued: "Because Lian promised him, the two hundred people who will be exchanged will all be Xiyang people, including him."
"What?!" Hao was furious, "Qiu Shi!" How could you push the hideous to such an extent? Do you know how much combat power the tribe will lose if it loses its ferocity
The other warrior leaders also changed their colors.
Seeing that the old priest blushed and wanted to argue, Yuan Zhan stabbed his knife again: "Mo didn't want to exchange two hundred people at all. He originally wanted to exchange slaves with Ji Ti, but he just wanted a few people, and I wanted to take a few." The one who left. If Lord Qiushi didn’t regard Mo as an enemy later, Mo would not have proposed to exchange two hundred people. Mo was just here to save people with good intentions.”
Yuan Zhan finally said: "If the ancestral god priest wants slaves, there are mountain gods Jiufeng and man-eating bees, how many slaves does he think he can't get? He doesn't need to exchange slaves for saving people!"