Qiu Shi sneered, if the old priest really had a way to deal with the leader of Jiuyuan, he would be the priest of Jiuyuan now, not the young priest.
'Then tell me how to deal with Yuan Zhan first, I think it's feasible, how about returning your body to you? '
The voice in my head was silent, as if weighing the pros and cons.
Qiu Shi looked up, and the conference hall was right in front of him.
Only then did someone come out of the conference hall, but the leading young man did not go down the steps, but stood at the top of the steps, smiled at him, and said, "Lord Qiushi."
Qiu Shi was upset, and instead of responding to the other party immediately, he looked at the boy carefully.
It was a child who hadn't even grown his hair yet.
Such a little boy dares to put him in such a big way and ignore him. At first glance, he looks like a young boy who has never experienced wind and rain.
That is to say, these savages who have never seen the world will treat this little brat as a treasure.
Look at that honest and obedient face, the talent is too good to be squeezed out by the priests in the upper city, right
Facing such a child whose voice is still changing, Qiushi's confidence soared.
"Lord Mo." Qiu Shi climbed to the top of the steps and responded after being level with Yan Mo.
Yan Mo also looked at Qiu Shi carefully. At first glance, he didn't see anything wrong, but he felt that the spirit of the old priest seemed better than before.
"Lord Qiushi, the weather is cold, and I heard that there is not enough food in the world, but I think your complexion is much better than before. A while ago, I heard that you ordered people to rob the pregnant women of your own tribe for the rations they finally got. Believe it or not, now that I have met you, I know the rumors are true."
What does this kid mean? Qiu Shi lifted his lips, but he underestimated this brat, seeing his tender face, thought he was a proud brat who was not good at talking and had no heart, but the other party's mouth was full of sarcasm and provocation. But isn't this kid too careless? There were more than 600 fighters, how dare he offend him so bluntly
"Oh? It turns out that your face is blue from the cold and your limbs are stiff. In your eyes, you look good? Xiao Mo, even if you covet my remaining six hundred people, don't be in such a hurry. I'm not dead yet, or Do you expect me to die sooner?"
"How?" Yan Mo smiled, "Of course I hope you are alive. Only if you are alive can I exchange population from you. Without you, how could Chief Hao be willing to exchange so many soldiers for me? You see , if you hadn’t proposed a few days ago to treat Yuanji’s old and weak as two-legged sheep, Chief Hao would not have sent them to our Jiuyuan.”
How dare this brat tear himself apart with me? No, it's not that simple, I underestimated him, this brat obviously wanted to force me to leave by saying these words, so that I couldn't propose to exchange Yuanjing for his method of cultivating blood warriors.
Thinking of this, Qiushi immediately changed his response method, a bit of humiliation and grievance appeared on his old face, "You have bewitched me in the Great War, and I want to set up another leader, and the Xirang people want to go with him, what can I do? You too. Good skill, from a slave to a priest, it doesn’t matter if you tempted me into a big war, and even distracted my Yuanji tribe, now I, Yuanji, need to look at you to get by, even me, a Yuanji priest, you can neglect at will.”
The expressions of the dozen or so original warriors guarding Qiu Shi were not very good. They didn't like the old priest, but they couldn't tolerate other priests insulting their own priest like this.
Yan Mo looked surprised, "It's a cold day, and I personally greeted you at the door, but you still said you were negligent. Could it be that you still need me to go to the outer city to greet you?"
He didn't want to debate with Qiushi whether he was a little slave back then. This is a fact, and everyone who knows it knows it. It's useless to argue.
Qiu Shi simply relied on his old age to sell his old age, "I'm so old, it's not suitable for me to go out in this season, so what if you go to see me in the outer city? It's Yuan Zhan. I asked him to come to see me, but he didn't dare to refuse. Besides, you're still his slave, oh, you're his priest now."
This time, the ones who changed their faces became the fighters of Jiuyuan, and some people had already aimed their spears at Qiu Shi, waiting for Yan Mo's order.
The original soldiers had to step up and protect Qiu Shi.
Yan Mo waved his hands and said in a good-tempered manner: "The old priest is getting old, we don't have the same knowledge as him."
"Pfft!" Someone snickered.
The original soldier's face was ugly.
Qiu Shi concealed his murderous intentions, struck down the scepter, and sighed: "Forget it, you neglected me and insulted me, I can't say anything, but I have something to ask you now, because I am more than six hundred years old. In the future, Lord Mo please agree to my request because you were raised by me for a period of time."
After this brief confrontation, Yan Mo was sure that the person in front of him was by no means the old priest from before. He was tit-for-tat, and he could ask him with a face full of grievances and patience the next moment. Such a person is the most difficult to deal with, but... so what? He's never been one to read people's faces.
Maybe Yuan Zhan still has to worry about those people like Hao and Yuanji. What is there to worry about
"If Master Qiushi has any request, please tell me. If I can do it, as you said, I will do my best to help the original six hundred people." Yan Mo brushed his thick and soft fur Overcoat, just don't invite people to the meeting hall.
Da He and the other guards thoughtfully changed their positions to protect him from the cold wind.
The quality of the fur was not as good as Yan Mo's, and his clothes were not as tight as Yan Mo's. Qiu Shi, who was only wrapped in a piece of animal skin on his feet, happened to be standing in the wind, and his nose was cleared from the cold. But Yuanji's guard didn't wink at all, and didn't know how to protect him from the wind.
Qiu Shi resisted the desire to kick over the guards around him, "This is not a place to talk, Master Mo, can you invite me in? I am too old to bear it."
"Since that's the case, if you have anything to say, Master Qiushi, it's colder because there is no brazier inside." Yan Mo rubbed his hands.
When Ding Fei saw it, he immediately ran into the hall, then ran out quickly, and stuffed a small stone box into Yan Mo's hands, "My lord, use this to keep you warm." If it wasn't too cold to sit outside this day, he wished he could Bring out the chair too.
Yan Mo took over the earthen hand warmer that Yuan Zhan had dictated and figured out by himself, and wanted to hit his subordinates on the head very much. You idiot, you didn't close the door of the hall when you came out, the fire inside could be seen by others.
The older brother Ding Ningmo took a step back, and closed the hall door tightly in front of Qiu Shi and Yuanji soldiers.
Qiushi is so mad! When the hall door was opened, he felt a puff of heat from inside, "Didn't you say that there was no fire inside? Why did I see a lot of braziers inside!"
"Oh, you said the hall, it's even more inappropriate for us to talk there. These days my disciples are teaching the more than two hundred savages they brought back, and it's too messy inside."
"Let them come out and go in after we finish talking." Qiu Shi didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, he was just a savage, something similar to the Chi clan.
The Jiuyuan soldiers disliked the old priest more and more, especially the Awu tribe, and wished to slap this old guy who didn't respect Lord Mo and took himself too seriously into the snow.
Yan Mo stroked the hand warmer without raising his eyelids, "Lord Qiu Shi, if you have anything to say, please speak quickly, you are not cold, I am cold."
Qiu Shi's killing intent was so strong that his face trembled several times. No one saw that a small white spot was getting out of his hanging fingernail and falling to the ground.
'See? This brat is nothing! You took his body, I will only be happy, I can swear to God Kama, as long as you are willing to leave my body, not only will I not take revenge on you, but I will also help you! '
Doesn't Qiushi want to kill Yan Mo who is opposite? He thought, amazing! But it's not the time yet, he hasn't got Mu Yuanjing yet, and if he wants to change another body, he can't do it without enough energy.
"Okay, then I'll tell you here! You Jiuyuan snatched away a group of our strongest fighters, and now many of those fighters have become blood warriors, but my original tribe, except for the chief and I have awakened my bloodline ability, and other fighters are just ordinary fighters. We live together on the same land now, you have a lot of blood fighters, we don’t, we will suffer too much when hunting. Not to mention there are a lot of dwarves here Clan and Mermaid Clan."
Qiushi raised his finger to Yan Mo, "Jiuyuan and Yuanji should be brother tribes, and only our two tribes can fight against dwarves and mermaids."
Yan Mo nodded.
"As a brother tribe, what you have, we should also have."
Yan Mo nodded again.
Qiu Shi wondered, why did this kid become so talkative all of a sudden? But at this point, he couldn't back down anymore, so he went on to say: "I know you have a way to train blood warriors, and I won't treat you badly. I will exchange Yuan Jing with you. I think even if Yuan Zhan He would not hope that only Jiuyuan would be strong, but Yuanji would not have enough food and clothing in winter. And only when our two tribes become strong together, can we jointly resist a more powerful enemy."
"Good point! What if I disagree?" Yan Mo raised the corners of his lips.
Out of the corner of his eye, Qiu Shi saw that the white bug had already crawled onto Yan Mo's ankle, and he was determined. At this moment, his face was already frozen, and he really wanted to show his power, but the snot from his nose ruined all his expressions, "Multiple brothers are better than multiple enemies."
"So, if I don't agree, you will become Jiuyuan's enemy?"
Qiushi wiped his nose and smiled sharply, "It's not me alone, it's the whole Yuanji tribe."
Immediately, he glanced at the surrounding Jiuyuan warriors, and said bitterly: "You all came from the original, and now you have become strong, don't you have the heart to watch the brothers in the past starve? Look at our children and women Frozen to death? Your priests obviously have a way to help your brother, and we are not unwilling to pay the price, but take a look!"
Not many people in Jiuyuan were moved by him, and even those who were moved by him were purely sympathetic to those acquaintances in Yuanji. None of the soldiers thought that there was something wrong with what their priests did. Why should our priests teach you?
Yan Mo looked at Qiu Shi, and even more at the original fighters beside him, "Inheritance is not something that can be exchanged casually, and it is even more impossible to teach priests of other races, and the method of mobilizing the blood warriors is not what I want to teach." You can teach it to others. Only by becoming a citizen of Jiuyuan can you have the opportunity to receive the gift of the ancestor god, and you can also have the opportunity to awaken as a blood warrior. If you are not a citizen of Jiuyuan, even if you learn that method, it will be useless!"
Qiu Shi didn't believe it, "You really don't want to exchange?"
"I don't want to, and I can't."
"Boy, don't talk too much." Just as Qiu Shi finished his slightly smug words, his face suddenly changed, "What did you do?!"