Compared with a few days ago, the new village of Wushanbe became very different.
The original earth-and-stone protective wall at the entrance to the valley has turned into a copper and iron wall that is three times as high and twice as thick, made purely of metal. On the wall, which is dark and shining under the sun, every three feet is a huge rune witch formation, with countless thumb-sized witch crystals of various colors embedded between the nodes of the runes.
Standing on the parapet were heavily armored warriors. The fully enclosed armor had smooth lines and exquisite craftsmanship. A blazing flame emblem was carved on the breastplate. Black armor and red coat of arms, the contrast between the two colors is particularly eye-catching.
As Ji Hao's consciousness swept across these heavily armored warriors, his heart sank.
This is not the power that the Wushan tribe should have. On the hundred-foot-long protective wall alone, there are actually twenty great witch-level warriors standing. The other warriors are all at the peak of the little witches' strength. With the war beasts squatting beside them, this The combat power on the protective wall is comparable to that of several Wushan tribes.
The giant eagle was suspended above the parapet. Meng Mastiff took out the token representing his identity as the envoy of the Witch Palace and shouted arrogantly.
The soldiers on the parapet remained motionless, standing there like statues.
Meng Mastiff turned blue with anger, and his tone became more and more rude: "How outrageous! Do you, the Wushan tribe, want to welcome the thundering wrath of my witch palace?"
After a while, along with the sound of muddy footsteps, Elder Tieyan put on a neat silk robe, with a pure gold belt inlaid with large jade around his waist. His hair and beard were neatly combed. Slowly walked up the parapet.
Ji Hao's pupils suddenly narrowed. The original elder Tieyan had always been bare-chested and backless. He was either wrapped in a piece of animal skin or wearing a short shirt made of burlap. His two thick arms were always exposed. It is convenient for exploring ore veins or hammering iron ingots.
But Elder Tieyan in front of him.
Ji Hao's eyes were bright, and waves of spiritual consciousness were like running water constantly sweeping over Elder Tie Yan's robe.
Silk, yes, it is indeed original color silk, light beige silk, and the craftsmanship is extremely exquisite. Although there is no dyeing or jacquard pattern, the silk is thick and smooth. It is a high-quality silk that has been extracted and woven with very skilled craftsmanship.
Moreover, the sewing skills of this robe are also very exquisite. The stitching and threading are smooth and the ironing is smooth. It fits neatly on Elder Tieyan's body, making him look tall and burly. Silk robes of this quality are obviously not something that the Wushan tribe can make.
Elder Tieyan's hair and beard were meticulously groomed, and Ji Hao even smelled the faint scent of flower oil emanating from his hair. Can you imagine that an old blacksmith who works with ores, fires, iron ingots, and sledgehammers all day long would take care of himself with essential oil soaked in fresh flower petals
Ji Hao quietly stretched out a finger and pointed backward slightly.
Feng Xing quietly left the giant eagle's back and silently turned into a shadow and fled into the distance. He is an archer, and only with enough distance can he exert maximum lethality.
Yu Mu hugged his belly and hummed in a low voice: "My stomach hurts, I, I have a bad stomach, oh, I have to find a pit..."
Very simply, Yu Mu jumped off the giant eagle, landed heavily on the ground, and then rushed into the dense forest to find a latrine. Ji Hao's consciousness enveloped the mountain forest and he discovered that the fat man had indeed made an arc towards the other end of the valley.
This valley was opened with the help of Ji Hao and others, so naturally they knew that there was only a small stream in the valley that was the only source of water. If fat guy Yu Mu sprinkles something in the stream, the people of the Wushan tribe will definitely be grateful to him.
Taisi looked blankly at Feng Xing and Yu Mu going away, and opened his mouth to say something. The young man raised his right index finger and gave his soft ribs a hard slap with his knuckles. Severe pain struck, Taisi's face suddenly turned pale, and a burst of cold sweat spewed out from his forehead.
Shao Si said calmly: "Brother, are you sick again? Mr. Deacon, I will take brother to find some herbs for pain relief... Manman, help me take care of Tai Si!"
Holding Tai Si in one hand, Shao Si took the bewildered Manman's hand, jumped off the giant eagle, and quickly broke into the mountain forest.
Ji Hao couldn't help but laugh. Unknowingly, this small temporary team already had such a tacit understanding
This feeling was really good. Ji Hao smiled and puffed up his chest, then his expression suddenly changed, he pointed at Elder Tieyan and cursed angrily: "Old ghost, you still dare to come out to see us? Deacon Meng Mastiff, that's This old guy trapped us underground. If the rock wall hadn't suddenly collapsed, revealing an underground river for us to escape, we would have been trapped and died!"
Meng Mastiff was so angry at Elder Tie Yan's "not shocked by honor or disgrace" that his brain ached. Facing the envoy from the witch palace, Elder Tie Yan should have cried bitterly and repented, and then knelt on the ground and begged Meng Mastiff to hold up his hands and let him go. Wu Shanbu, then give him a generous bribe!
Why did this old guy dare to appear so arrogantly and calmly in front of him
Meng Mastiff was secretly angry. He couldn't care less about how unreliable the excuses Shaosi and Yu Mu made. Anyway, with Ji Hao by his side, this was a witness. With the witness and the strength of the witch palace, Meng Mastiff is not afraid of the small ones. The Wushan tribe with a population of only 200,000 can turn the world upside down!
Almost bouncing on his feet, Meng Mastiff followed Ji Hao's words and shouted loudly: "Tie Yan, do you know your guilt?"
Elder Tie Yan looked at Ji Hao, his brows furrowed tightly, and a trace of doubt flashed across his face. But soon, Elder Tie Yan laughed easily, and said with a carefree smile, his hands behind his back: "What crime am I guilty of? Deacon Meng Mastiff, I still want justice from your witch temple."
Elder Tieyan shouted sternly: "The people sent by your Wudian Temple actually fled in fear of fighting when a group of beasts attacked our Wushan tribe's station, causing the death and injury of thousands of members of our Wushan tribe. For this reason, our Wushan tribe We have to settle things with your Witch Palace!"
Taking a deep breath, Elder Tie Yan said angrily: "I originally thought that these brats had run away and dared not come back. I also said that I would go to the Witch Palace to settle accounts with them in a few days, but I didn't expect them to come to my door again! Hum, Deacon Meng Mastiff, you must give our Wushan Department justice!"
Meng Mastiff was stunned, and then shouted angrily: "How dare you! Tie Yan, you are just a Wushan tribe, you are so brave!"
A slow voice came from far away: "Just the Wushan tribe? Haha, the Wushan tribe is a branch of my Lieshan clan, and the Wushan tribe is the tribe of my Lieshan clan. Looking down on the Wushan tribe means looking down on me, Lieshan." Shanshi... you're just a Meng Mastiff, are you looking for death?"
A tall, handsome young man walked slowly up the guard wall and looked at Ji Hao and Meng Mastiff proudly.
Elder Tieyan smiled and bowed to the young man: "Xu Emperor, why do you need to step forward for such a trivial matter?"
The emperor's son? Ji Hao looked at Meng Mastiff without knowing why.
Meng Mastiff's face was already ugly, as if he had just somersaulted into a thousand pounds of dog shit.
(End of chapter)