Those things with the female president in the primeval jungle

Chapter 462

The faces of the former nobles couldn't hold it anymore: "Chief, you..."

"Everyone let us in."

"My rule is first come, first served, why?" I looked at these people coldly, and they didn't dare to speak at once.

These so-called nobles are actually full of resentment towards me from the bottom of their hearts.

But I don't care.

Bai Lie is doing harm to the entire tribe, and many of these people are also doing things for tigers, just for the stability of the whole tribe, I am too lazy to settle accounts with them for the time being.

The man with the broken leg looked at me nervously.

"Don't call these people masters from now on, there is no master in my territory."

Glancing at him, I turned and left,

The man with the broken leg looked at me gratefully, then hurried in.

The faces of those former nobles were very embarrassed, but they dared not speak out.

These people are really used to domineering...

I squinted my eyes and turned my head coldly, they were immediately too scared to look at me.

"Big boss! Big boss!"

At this moment, someone called out, it was the priest.

If the current Baiwen tribe is like a small kingdom that has just been established, and I am the king, then Murong Xue is the prime minister. As for the priest, he is probably the father-in-law of Dongchang.

Why don't you take the time to eunuch him?
The priest looked at me with trembling eyes.

Forget it, stop teasing him.

"What's wrong? So anxious?"

"There are guests here."

guest?

"The red-striped clan sent an envoy over."

Red stripes? !

White stripes, red stripes, and black stripes are the three major tribes of the Witch Clan.

Each of the three families has a queen bug, and they are distinguished by tattoos on their bodies.

The Baiwen people have white tattoos, the Chiwen people have blood tattoos, and the Heiwen people have black tattoos.

Hundreds of years ago, Chiwen and Blackwen teamed up to drive the Baiwen tribe out of the settlement of the large tribe of witches and insects. The leader of the Baiwen tribe led the tribe over the Zonghuang Mountains and arrived at the current habitat.

However, for so many years, the red-striped and black-striped tribes and the major tribes of the crystal-striped clan have been fighting fiercely, and finally chose to ease the relationship with the white-striped clan,

In recent years, envoys have even been arranged to communicate with each other.

Of course, Bai Lie didn't want to pay attention to these people at all. Most of the time, he arranged for some nobles to contact their envoys.

The two sides don't really have much contact.

The group of people with red stripes and black stripes probably just wanted to pull Bai Wen over to use them as cannon fodder.

But the other side received the news quite quickly. As soon as Bai Lie was gone, the people over there received the news.

I reckoned that some nobles fled to Chi Wen's side and informed them of the news that I replaced Bai Lie, so they arranged for envoys to come over.

Or there are spies planted by the Chiwen tribe here, and the spies may be more reliable.

Those nobles who escaped had low viability, I guess they all died outside.

"I didn't expect someone to go over the Zonghuang Mountain Range and find someone from the Chiwen clan." The priest frowned.

"It's also possible that there are Chiwen people in our tribe." I smiled.

The priest suddenly looked nervous, but I didn't care.

Well, spies exist all the time.

But I don't care about these. The Chiwen clan is stronger than the Baiwen clan. It's normal for some people to yearn for it.
Sometimes, keeping a spy in your team can actually deceive your opponent.

As long as the core secrets are not exposed, for example, the hole cards used for fighting.

From the beginning to the end, I regarded the Chiwen and Heiwen tribes as opponents.

People don't hurt the tiger's will, and the tiger hurts the heart, that's the truth.

Under the leadership of the priest, I came to the parlor.

There is no difference between the clothes of the Chiwen people and the clothes of the Baiwen people. The traditional costumes and weaving techniques of the Wu Zong people are relatively rough. The only difference is the lines on the dead faces.

The messenger is a thin middle-aged man, he looked at me with a look of arrogance.

This kind of arrogance is like the envoy of a big country meeting the king of a small country,

Although the identities of the two parties are not equal, they have the confidence, so they look arrogant.

Of course, I don't eat this set.

"I didn't expect that the Baiwen clan would degenerate to such an extent that a member of the Crystal clan would be the leader." As soon as this person opened his mouth, the person who came was not kind.

The priest looked at me a little nervously, and I frowned slightly.

"Is it your turn to be an outsider about my Baiwen clan's affairs? In my territory, you'd better show me some respect."

Still want to show me off? !

(End of this chapter)