Chapter 105: The conflict between The Old Priest and Yan Mo

Yuan Ji Tribe's warriors don't know what happened, especially the ones who followed Zheng, who are ready to die for the Horde. However, at this time, Zheng and other leaders had a look of joy and two people into the valley.

Zheng nodded to Diao, and Diao immediately sent an order that they would not go to fight tonight. The warriors were even more confused, but they knew that this change must be related to the two people who walked into the valley together with the leaders.

“Zhan!?" All the warriors knew Zhan came to him. They still had suspicious in eyes at first, but they couldn't help but scream again when they approached.

“He is still alive?" This was a normal reaction.

“God! He, he, he... How did he become a 4th Rank warrior?" This is a carefully observant warrior.

The commotion caused by Yuan Zhan is still normal, but the feeling that Yan Mo brings to the warriors is completely different.

Except for a few people, there are very few people who have seen Yan Mo in Yuan Ji Tribe. Even if they have had a meager memories, they have become blurred over time, and the Yan Mo in front them was the one struggling to survive, regardless of his height or temperament. The little slaves who only want to be inconspicuous and this Whitehead man completely different.

The warriors who saw Yan Mo, remembered him because his familiar face and had a sense of familiarity before the fear and shock increased, but the other warriors did not have the familiarity. They stopped at the scene. Yan Mo surrounded by The Cannibal Bees, he was visually shocking, many people goose bumps jumped straight, seeing Yan Mo walked over and could not help but walk back.

The news waved down and quickly spread to the depths of the valley.

“What are you talking about?” The Old Priest doubts his ears.

Qiu Ning was excited: "It's true! Everyone is saying that Zhan is back!"

“Is he still alive?" The Old Priest is confused

Qiu Ning nodded and said: "He also carries a Priest from his Tribe"

“His Priest?" The Old Priest got up ,“Go, take me to see."

Several elders look at each other. Also followed up.

Zheng saw that the warriors were a little chaotic, and immediately told Lie: "People keep the valley! And the bodies that have been dragged back are also to be quickly disposed of any people are still hungry."

“Yes." Lie immediately took the order.

The turmoil in the warriors quickly subsided, and Yan Mo felt a little admiration to the warriors of Zheng and Yuan Ji Tribe from the bottom of his heart. The terrible discipline, even the original, is still moving.

Although their days are still in their original state, because of the intervention of The Three Cities, they have produced distortions and abnormal developments in force. Perhaps this is not in line with the law of social development, but life will automatically find a way out, whether it is normal or not. Yuan Ji Tribe and other primitive tribes whose lives were intervened by The Three Cities are gradually coming out of their own path.

The Three Cities may not know for themselves. After they thought that they only exchanged a little knowledge and exchanged more important things, that knowledge has already begun to ferment and grow. The restrictions on the warriors upgrade will not last forever, even without him. They will slowly find the right upgrade path.

And his presence will make it a little bit flatter in the gap between the primitive and The Three Cities, what the consequences will be, and he really looks forward to it.

The warriors who had been lined up in the valley and prepared to rush out of the valley at night were separated from each other. The Old Priest and several elders walked quickly from behind.

“Da Zhan!” The Old Priest saw him and he believed that Yuan Zhan was still alive, and lived well, with arms and legs, and his face... The Old Priest eyes suddenly straightened!

“You... became a 4th Rank warrior?!"

Yuan Zhan touched his chest with his right fist ,“Qiu Shi Da Ren."

“How is this possible?" The Old Priest repeatedly looked at Yuan Zhan's face because it was so shocking, thus ignoring the Whitehead teenager standing beside Yuan Zhan and being avoided by everyone.

The next few elders turned their attention to the stranger's Yan Mo, one of them was shaking his fingers, pointing to Yan Mo, whispering to another elder next to him: "That is That Cannibal Bees right? He ... that person... he and him!"

Yan Mo smiled at them, and several elders stared at him with vigilance.

Zheng stepped forward ,“Qiu Shi Da Ren, what you want to say can be said later, let this Priest Da Ren go to cure the Chief..... Mo Da Ren, come with me!"

“Wait!" The Old Priest scepter crossed, stopped their pathway.

“Who is this person? Priest? Which tribe's Priest? He... Great God Jia Mo! What is on him? How can you get a Priest of his tribe carrying The Cannibal Bees into our tribe's residence!" The Old Priest shouted incredulously.

Zheng frowned. "Qiu Shi Da Ren, Mo Da Ren is not his tribe Priest. He is from the temple of the ancestral gods. He is the only Priest who has been passed down from the ancestors." These are all Zheng’s speeches which Yuan Zhan had told to him.

“No matter what Priest he is, our tribe Chief is precious we can't let other Priest touch. Great God Jia Mo will not allow other witches of the gods to touch their own blood! Zheng, how dare you! You forgot that when the salves touched our mother river, caused the muqin river to dry up, have we almost had no water to drink? If today we let the other family Priest touch our Chief, maybe our entire tribe will perish!"

“Qiu Shi Da Ren! "Zheng screamed in anger and his face was cold: "As long as he can save Chief Da Ren back, I will bear any consequences! Now, move!"

“What consequences can you bear?" The Old Priest made one step, he didn’t let it go to Zheng’s heart. “If it was not that you couldn’t manage the tribal warriors, how can us finding the salt thing be known by The Zhi Tribe? How can our tribe people die so many? If it was not that you were not fighting well, and how can Chief fall to the point of serious injury in order to defend against the enemy! How can we even give up the residence left by the ancestors!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh...." Zheng scream was shouted into the sky.

The warrior's head was discolored, and the warriors were scared.

The Old Priest can't help but take a step back.

Yan Mo looked at The Old Priest and fully understood his mood. This paragraph is probably the same as Duo Fei's thugs running to the Jiu Yuan tribe to challenge him. It is not so easy for any of the Priests to accept a leader who they didn't pick. This is not only the defense, but also as protection of priest's own authority.

However, he is more fortunate than Duo Fei, because The Old Priest Qiu Shi can't live and die, and there is a gap between that head and the warrior's head. He also has no intention of stealing the position of The Old Priest. He just watches the warriors and women of Yuan Ji Tribe. .

“Who is Great God Jia Mo?” Yan Mo whispered to Yuan Zhan who was next to him.

Yuan Zhan also lowered his voice and replied: "Great God Jia Mo is the god of Hei Yuan Clan. It is said that Great God Jia Mo is the god of the eyes amongst the gods who fell on the ground. He has three eyes, anyone who is blessed by him can see the world, you can even see what has not happened yet.”

“And Xi Rang Clan God is the God of Earth? Feisha Clan is The God Of Wind?”

“Yes. The legendary Xi Rang Clan and Feisha Clan’s original Tribe Chief were desert kings. They are a pair of half-brothers, and their descendants were separated into Xi Rang Clan and Feisha Clan.”

That is, the God of Earth and The God Of Wind slept with the same woman, wrong. Slept the same mother!

“So Xi Rang Clan and Feisha Clan are more related." Yan Mo nodded and finally figured out the relationship between the three tribes.

“You guys!"

The Old Priest didn't dare to spur Zheng again, but instead directed the gunfire at the two sneak pegged. "Da Zhan, you have betrayed the Horde and led other Priests to confuse the Horde! ”

“Qiu Shi Da Ren, I am only coming back because I heard the tribe is in difficult time. I know that you didn't want me to come back. After solving the tribe's crisis, I will save Chief Da Ren and I will leave." Yuan Zhan was not angry at all.

The warriors who heard this sentence nearby were annoyer especially the Xi Rang Clan warriors.

The Old Priest sneered: "What can you do alone? Do you think that you can become a 4th Rank warrior to resist the attack of the three tribes? Don't forget, Chief is also 4th Rank warrior!"

“Even if I was not 4th Rank warrior, I would still come back. Qiu Shi Da Ren, Mo has the ability to cure Chief, you..."

The Old Priest interrupted Yuan Zhan when he finished speaking, and turned to look at Yan Mo ,“Mo .... I said how he looks so familiar, he is your slave! Ha! Great God Jia Mo, you took a slave to pretend to be the priest, are you not afraid of the ancestors?"

The Old Priest face which had doubts on it and it turned into complete contempt and irony, and there was a strong vigilance against Yuan Zhan. When this person comes back, what does it mean to bring back a Priest?

Yuan Zhan patted his chin. "Qiu Shi Da Ren, you got it wrong. My slave is dead. It is indeed the priest Priest in front of your eyes."

“Enough!" Yan Mo suddenly sighed. The Bee guard on his body also circled and the demonstration buzzed around The Old Priest.

“What are you doing?" The Old Priest quickly waved his scepter, and he was afraid that The Cannibal Bees would attack him.

Several elders also stepped back, and they can resist the screaming and that took on great will. Qiu Ning was still young, and when he saw The Cannibal Bees flying over, he screamed and hung his head and fled.

Before the warriors took out to save The Old Priest,“Come back!" Yan Mo deliberately shouted.

The Bee guards immediately turned around and flew back to Yan Mo.

The people who saw this scene all breathed a sigh of relief, and this person could really control The Cannibal Bees!

Yan Mo looked at everyone and finally looked at The Old Priest. "If you don't want me to save your Chief, I wouldn't force it. For me, it's not easy to save a dying person. It will be at the expense of my own vitality."

The Old Priest's face changed, this sentence is too hearty! Look at the eyes of the warriors and the warriors, and even Bing, who has always respected him, looks at him with accusing eyes.

Yan Mo looked at Zheng, who was full of grief and anger, and calmly said: "Yuan Zhan is from your clan. He wants to save you. I think you can believe him."

Zheng clenched his fist and he wanted to save the Chief, but deep down in his heart is also afraid that the things that The Old Priest said will become real. If the Priest is not the real ancestor Priest, if he really saves the Chief, then the Great God Jia Mo gets angry?

Yan Mo laughed again. "I think you may not want me to stay here, I will leave as soon as possible."

Yuan Zhan originally wanted to say something, heard here, and then looked at Yan Mo’s hand and when he saw that he touched the horn on the waist he closed his mouth immediately.

Yan Mo took the horn and shook it at Zheng. "I will blow it, don't panic, I just use it to summon one of my friends to pick me up, remember if you see it appear, don't attack it, or make it angry. It’s not very good at being annoyed.”

Yan Mo smiled and put the horn to his lips.

The Old Priest suddenly shouted: "Don't let him blow that thing! He must want to summon The Cannibal Bees to attack us! Kill! Kill him! Fast!"

The warriors clenched the wooden spears and looked at Zheng.

Zheng has not said anything before Yuan Zhan had already smiled coldly and waved his hand. “Qiu Shi Da Ren, were you not wondering how I can use one person to solve the tribal crisis?”

Yan Mo’s foot suddenly rose. He held him up high, and a circle of earth wall surrounded him at the same time around him.

“呜-!" The long, deep, high-pitched horn sound sounded and gradually spread into the distance.