Primitive Tribe Adventure

"slow!"

The middle-aged man saw that Fengyun really showed signs of killing the Black Crow King's son, and his expression changed and he shouted to stop.

"What else do you want to say?"

Feng Yun's hands stopped exerting force, but there was a trace of sarcasm in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

In fact, many people at the scene, especially the soldiers of the Baicao tribe, could understand Fengyun's anger.

The request made by the middle-aged person is indeed excessive.

Mu Qiuxia is the witch of the Baicao tribe, its core and soul. It is said that she was allowed to follow her to prevent the injury of the black crow king's son from getting worse, but the middle-aged people actually wanted to control her in their own hands.

Once his intentions succeeded, the Black Raven tribe side would have won the war.

As long as he threatened the Baicao tribe with Mu Qiuxia, he would probably achieve his goal.

Because of the importance of Yimu Qiuxia to the Baicao tribe, it is impossible for her people to ignore her safety. In the end, they are likely to surrender to the Black Crow tribe.

If this happens, the middle-aged person will be given great credit.

The Black Crow King will send troops to attack the Baicao tribe, but it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t want to get it. It’s just that Mu Qiuxia keeps rejecting his solicitation, and she gave birth to the idea of ​​destroying it if she doesn’t get it, so it’s a last resort to resort to war For it.

If there is a way for him to get the Baicao tribe, he will immediately stop attacking it.

Compared to the importance of the entire Baicao tribe to the Black Crow King, even if the Black Crow King's son died from his injuries, it would be enough to dispel his anger.

"You misunderstood. It won't be too late for you to make a decision when I finish."

"Say."

"Although I asked Mu Qiuxia to follow me, it was limited to the area of ​​the Zizhu Forest. As long as he reached the edge of the Zizhu Forest, the Seven Prince's injuries did not deteriorate. I would let her come back."

Having said this, he paused for a while, as if he was organizing the language, and then said: "You should understand me. After all, Zizhu Forest is the site of the Baicao tribe. They are much more familiar with it than we are, not to mention that there are also There are many traps."

"Even if we agreed to your request and withdrew, but we can't fly, we have to go from the purple bamboo forest. If they attack us at this time, wouldn't we be in danger? I let Mu Qiuxia go with him, in fact, too I have no choice but to protect myself."

"I proposed to let Mu Qiuxia follow. In fact, I want her to help us show the way, so as not to get hurt by those traps, otherwise I won't be able to explain to the king."

Fengyun listened to the middle-aged man’s explanation and did not immediately respond. Instead, he turned to look at the Baicao tribe and asked, “What do you think?”

"I think what he said is just an excuse. If he is really worried about the situation he said, there are other ways to solve it. There is no need to let the witch follow. His purpose is to control the witch."

A middle-aged female soldier of the Baicao tribe took a step forward, showing an expression of anger.

"Yes, that is, he basically wants to control the witch."

Her words were unanimously approved by the warriors of the Baicao tribe.

"You have misunderstood. I absolutely didn't mean it, I really just want to protect myself. All I said..."

Seeing the reaction of the soldiers from the Baicao tribe side was so intense, the middle-aged man couldn't help but his expression changed and he hurriedly explained.

"To shut up."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yun interrupted his speech, and then he asked the middle-aged female soldier who stood up: "Can you tell me your solution?"

"can."

"please say."

"In fact, the method is very simple. If he is worried that he will be attacked by us, he can make us swear. What's more, the credibility of our Baicao tribe is obvious to all. After all these years, when has our Baicao tribe promised? Regretted it?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged female soldier gave the middle-aged man a sneer, then continued with a sneer and said: "As for the traps in the bamboo forest, we have not thought of harming people. It is entirely for self-protection. If it is not for trespassing. There will be no threat at all."

"If you really want to go to our tribe, you can inform us. We will send people to pick you up. It is impossible to trigger them. Only enemies like the Black Crow Tribe who want to attack the Baicao Tribe will see their power."

"As for what he said will trigger traps when evacuating from here, it is even more nonsense to need witches to show them the way. If they can come here, it means that they have opened a passage in the purple bamboo forest. They only need to follow this Just go back through a passage, and someone else is needed to show them the way."

"Very well explained."

Feng Yun nodded, then turned to look at the middle-aged man, and asked, "What do you think?"

"This...this..."

The middle-aged man seemed to hesitate and seemed unable to refute the middle-aged female warrior's statement, but he finally expressed his opinion.

"She did have some truth in what she said, but I still can't completely rest assured. We must know that we are at war with their Baicao tribe. I can't believe the promise they made. What if they didn't keep their promises?"

"Once this happens, we will face a very big danger, and even many people will lose their lives. Then I will not only fail the king's trust, but also cannot give an explanation to the dead people."

"So, you still have to stick to your original conditions?"

Feng Yun's eyebrows were raised, and a breath of danger was revealed towards the unsheathed sword.

"Yes. If Mu Qiuxia doesn't go with us, I can only refuse your request. As for the Seventh Prince, if he does go on a business trip, Wang is reasonable and I believe he will forgive us."

The middle-aged man's attitude is very determined, and he looks like he has absolutely no negotiation.

"You are so sad. The son of the dignified Black Crow King turned your life and death aside because he wanted to do meritorious service. I have to say, you really failed to live."

After Feng Yun finished speaking, the middle-aged man didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the son of the Black Crow King and mocked him.

"Uh……"

I don’t know if it was stimulated by the wind and cloud, or his injury worsened. The Black Crow King’s son uttered a low cry, and then a stream of blood poured out of his mouth, dripping down his jaw, His chest was stained red.

"Tsk tusk...It's really miserable. He vomited blood."

Feng Yun raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man, with a joking look in his eyes, and said: "If the Black Crow King knew that you could not save his son, you would watch him die. , What would he do?"

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