Chapter 183

When Yan Mo saw Gan Yu, he paid special attention to his right hand, but he didn't see it light up.

Yuan Zhan told him about Gan Yu's visit to him last night, and told him about the old priest's plan.

The old priest planned to separate him from Yuan Zhan, and buried his confidant among the people who remained. He wanted to set fire to death when he was at his weakest after healing the seriously wounded, and he did not hesitate to let some clansmen follow the unfortunate, maybe right For him, the clansmen who have been separated are no different from other clansmen.

Yan Mo sneered when he heard that the old priest had clearly ordered others to kill him. According to the judgment of the guide, his shot at this time was not considered an active attack, and then he took out a packet of medicinal powder wrapped tightly with grass blades and shòu skin to Yuan Zhan.

He told Yuan Zhan about the effect and usage of the medicinal powder, and said to Yuan Zhan: Guarding against others is essential. If the old priest doesn't take action against me, the medicinal powder will not attack and will lose its effect after a day. "The medicine was in his hand.

Yuan Zhan looked at him for a while, grinned with white teeth, turned his head and went out.

After Yuan Zhan came back, he didn't ask him what to do with the powder, and Yuan Zhan didn't say whether he shot it himself or gave it to someone else, but now, as soon as Yan Mo saw Gan Yu, he knew that the person who shot the old priest must be her. .

Really crafty guy. If Yuan Zhan did it himself, the old priest would never notice it. But that guy gave Gan Yu the medicinal powder, taking advantage of Gan Yu's hatred for the old priest, and maybe earning Gan Yu's gratitude to him.

Yan Mo took the medicine and did not intend to use it. It was a pity that he did not intend to have the same knowledge as the old priest, but the old priest had to kill him.

The old priest is also a sad reminder. He has been trying to kill the white-headed priest since he realized the great threat to him, and he came up with a bunch of strategies. When he saw the sun began to disappear, he really thought it was God Kama for a moment. God's will, God is helping him.

God has indeed given divine will, not to help him, but to punish him!

No one dared to approach him, even his disciples were standing two steps away, looking at him with horror on their faces.

The only person who was willing to approach him was Chief Huo, but Huo whispered to him and told him to bow to the white-headed priest.

Do not! no way! The old priest would rather scratch his whole body than admit that he was punished by the ancestor gods, and he is even less willing to bow his head to another priest.

Hao looked at Yuan Zhan again. Yuan Zhan was not worried about the inheritance of the priests of the Yuanji tribe at all, because Mo had already told him that this medicine powder would not kill people at all, it was just painful and disgusting. The old priest also lived his whole life with an extremely itchy pustule all over his body.

The pustule is broken, and the skin will soon grow back, but it will continue to produce pustules after it has grown. Mo also said that this pustule will not be passed on to others.

The mercy given by his high priest is enough, but if a priest of a large tribe wants to deter all his people, mercy alone is not enough.

From Yuan Zhan's point of view, his high priest was already much more benevolent than other priests and great witches. If other priests had been replaced, the old priest and Duo Fei would have died many times.

"War," Xie suddenly said: It is not the first time that the Sun-Bai people have appeared in the tribe's hunting territory. Although their tribe is far away from here, they have horses. If they want to occupy the salt mountain, it is not very strange. ."

You want me to explore the Salt Mountain first? "

right. "Nodding, the old priest is right about one thing. You are the fastest and the most secretive among all of us. It's only good for the Primordial Tribe if you go to explore first."

It turned out to be Yuanji tribe instead of tribe... Yan Mo raised his head to look at Xie, this one was probably determined to leave with them.

Not many people noticed this small change, but Chief Trench and the original battle were among them.

Yuan Zhan waited for Xie to finish his words.

As expected, there is more to follow, he clenched his right fist and put it to his heart, and said solemnly: Zhan, you go check it out. I swear by my battle spirit that I will protect the safety of Lord Mo. As long as I am alive, Lord Mo will be fine. From now on, I will not leave Lord Mo a step. "

As soon as he opened his mouth, the leader of the warriors headed by him, especially the Xiyang people and the Feisha people stood directly behind him. They were all people who planned to follow Zhan.

The chief trench is very painful, not to mention embarrassing, most of the two hundred people who want to leave with the war are the most brave warriors of the tribe, and several of the warrior leaders make him feel distressed.

But the hearts of the people have been scattered, even if he wants to keep these people, after these people know that Yuan Zhan is the leader of the Jiuyuan tribe, their hearts will probably not stay in the Yuanji tribe, not to mention that the priests of the Jiuyuan tribe still get Lord Mo, inherited from the ancestors himself!

Yan Mo suddenly walked in front of Xie, stretched out his hand and clenched his fist on his thick chest, and said solemnly: You are a good soldier and a good person, for you, the soldiers, and the chief..."

Yan Mo didn't finish his sentence, but turned to look at the old priest who scolded Qiu Ning with a ferocious face. I will use my life force to offer sacrifices to the ancestral gods, and beg the ancestral gods not to take away the life of Lord Qiushi, but the ancestral gods will in the end. How to do, I can not guarantee. "

Xiehe and the soldiers understood, and the chief didn't say thank you, only nodded heavily to Yan Mo.

Qiushi heard it, but at this time he didn't ask Yan Mo not to save him, he just kept telling Qiu Ning to get some herbs and water, he wanted to try to detoxify himself.

Hmph, you are the one who wants to sacrifice to the ancestral gods, but I didn't ask you.

Hao and the soldiers looked at Qiu Shi's expression and turned their heads, not because they couldn't bear to look, but because they didn't want to look anymore.

Even if Lord Mo is a priest of another race, a priest of another race can do this for them, and even sacrifice his own life force to the ancestral god to save a fellow priest who has murderous intentions towards him. And what about their old priest?

Now it's not just the Xiyang and Feisha people who think this way, the Heiyuan people even start to envy the people who can leave with Yuan Zhan and Lord Mo.

Yuan Zhan also clenched his fists and beat him, but he used more energy.

Mo has summoned the mountain god Jiufeng, and when Jiufeng appears, I will go with it, it will be faster. "

When Yuan Zhan saw Mo Chuī sound the horn, he planned to go with him. He had already remembered something about the disappearance of the sun in the grassy beach, and he was very curious about it. He really wanted to see what good things were hidden in the place where the Yuanji tribe lived for a hundred years.

If it's too late for them to get there, he takes it back from the others. In short, the quicker the action, the better.

Yan Mo explained to the soldiers: Ancestral God has something important to tell me, and just now let me call Jiufeng to help. But it will take a while for Jiufeng to fly over, I will sacrifice to the ancestral god first, beg him..."

The soldiers headed by Xie saw that the white-headed priest was still thinking of helping them first, and they felt that they had made no wrong choice. Even the Heiyuan people who complained about him because of the old priest could not express their dissatisfaction with such a priest. .

Yan Mo was angry and funny when he saw that Jiufeng hadn't appeared yet. This is really when you don't need it, it can fly around you at any time to show its presence, but when you really need it urgently, it doesn't know where to go.

Yan Mo also knows that this is impossible. He has no affiliation with Jiufeng. Jiufeng is willing to help him. He couldn't keep Jiufeng by his side for his own convenience.

I need clean water, and also ask the old priest to kneel..."

grown ups! Sir Mo! "There was a sudden cry from the valley.

The voice was getting closer, the man was a second-level soldier, he wanted to rush over, but was stopped by other guarding soldiers.

The second-level soldier grabbed the wooden spear guarding the soldier, knelt down in front of him, and cried out: Lord Mo! Save the green leaves, save my green leaves! "

Everyone present looked at the second-level soldier together.

Yan Mo tutted from the bottom of his heart, this is really the more hurried, the more things will happen.

What's up? "Yan Mo walked over.

Qiushi is also anxious, didn't you just say that you want to sacrifice your own vitality to the ancestor gods in exchange for my life? Hurry up!

Chapter 118 Dystocia

While the second-level soldier was so anxious that he was almost incoherently narrating, Yan Mo finally figured out what was going on.

To put it simply, Luye was the warrior's woman. She was about to give birth, but it was difficult to give birth. The child's two feet came out first.

If in the past, the old priest's practice is usually to keep the son and not the mother, it is not that he does not want to keep the woman, but it is too difficult to keep the mother in this situation.

Where are the people? Take me there right now! "Yan Mo changed color immediately after hearing the words that the child's two feet came out first. This kind of thing can't be delayed at all.

Seeing that the soldiers were still hesitating—the old priest was also waiting, Yan Mo shouted: Hurry up! Otherwise it will be too late! "

The second-level soldier turned his head and ran away with tears in his eyes. Some people don't value their women and die when they die, but he and Luye grew up together, how could he watch her die in pain!

Make way for Mr. Mo! "Hao didn't wait for Yan Mo to get angry, and then drank away the guards.

As soon as Yan Mo left, Da He immediately chased after him.

Hie, who was wounded and wrapped in shòu skin, fulfilled his oath. He beat the trench on the chest and wanted to keep up with Yan Mo.

Hao closed his eyes. Although Yan Mo brought him back to life, he was not completely healed. It was as if a person was good on the surface, but half empty inside. And all the things that happened in the tribe made him more tired.

Without the hideous, without the Xiyang tribe and some Feisha tribes, what will the tribe become in the future?

and many more! " Yuan Zhan called out and stopped.

Fierce stopped and turned back.

Lord Chief, I have something important to tell you. Hate, you stay too. " Yuan Zhan stepped aside and made it clear that he didn't want the old priest to hear what he wanted to say.

The old priest couldn't care about them now. He was busy instructing Qiu Ning to beat the herbs for him, trying to relieve the itch on his body.

In ancient times, women gave birth just like their mothers. Because they were afraid that the blood would stain their skin, most of them lay directly on the ground. Slipped out, the child's umbilical cord is also bitten off with teeth.