Ye Fan knew that he had gotten rid of the stinking shack, and he was very happy in his heart, he had stayed in a clean and tidy tent at Moli, and no one would choose to return to the shack, but Ye Fan was thinking about the high priest in his heart, who used to respect the big man in the Lu tribe, but now he was an old man who had no relatives, when Ye Fan first arrived at the shack, the other party gave him a lot of help, at least the kindness of half of the bread, he must repay.

"Ah Li, can you take me back to my shack tomorrow, I want to go and see the old man..."Although Ye Fan didn't know what kind of person Ah Li's brother was, since the other party could talk to Wang Jinyan, he must be a high-ranking and powerful person in the tribe, and it shouldn't be a problem compared to this little thing.

"That's no problem, I also respect the high priest, and he taught his brother martial arts when he was a child, speaking of which, my brother and Bachu are still brothers!"

"Your brother, isn't he a witch doctor?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm talking about the witch doctor in medical skills, don't talk nonsense about him, it's not good to be heard by other clansmen, I'll find a chance to take you over to see him tomorrow!" Mo Li was worried that he would say something and immediately chose to change the topic, and Ye Fan didn't feel the other party's nervousness.

Ye Fan was lying on the bed, he and Mo Li slept close to each other, to tell the truth, he had never slept in bed once in Yao's wooden house, and after the injury was healed, he was a little uncomfortable, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Mo Li looking at him with beautiful big eyes.

"Ye Fan, why don't you sleep yet? You won't be thinking about escaping, will you? Let me tell you, if you become Miss Ben's slave, you will devote yourself to me for the rest of your life!"

"How does this look like coquettishness and confession?" Ye Fan muttered in a low voice: "Ah Li, didn't you say that you would leave me one day?

Mo Li said angrily: "You really want me to leave! Okay, Ye Fan, then I will leave tomorrow and let you go back to that dirty shack!"

Seeing that Mo Li was angry, Ye Fan immediately reached out and grabbed Mo Li's little hand and pleaded: "I'm joking, in fact, sometimes I think that if there is nothing else, it would be good to live here with you." ”

Mo Li's little face flushed, she felt the tenderness of the other party, "The Zunlu people have not actually eaten you foreigners, but they are only used to deter other people with bad intentions, most of them are locked up in other shacks, at least my brother's tribe rarely kills people." ”

"Maybe I misunderstood! Ah Li, if one day I will leave... Forget it, rest early!" Ye Fan sighed with emotion, he was a passer-by in the Zunlu tribe after all, and he still had to find Liu Mengxue and the others, which was his responsibility as a man, but what about Mo Li? He admitted that he had fallen in love with this innocent masked little witch doctor.

The two held hands all night without saying a word, and slept very soundly, which was also the best night Ye Fan slept recently.

In the dream, he returned to the mysterious tomb, the woman who killed him, kept changing her face, one moment became Mo Li, and the other became Yao and Ziqi, until finally Liu Mengxue appeared, and said with resentment: "Ye Fan! I hate you, why don't you come to us quickly! If you can find us earlier, maybe these tragedies don't have to happen!"

Ye Fan covered his chest and woke up directly in fright, and Mo Li had already left the bed, and the Zunlu tribe was lively early in the morning, as Mo Li's slave, without the company of his master, he could not walk out of the tent at will, Ye Fan could only sneak a peek on the side.

At this time, the high priest was pushed to the stage by his most trusted disciple Ba Chu, and standing next to him was the saint Jiang Simeng, who was always an elegant and dignified saint in front of outsiders, but no one knew how cruel and perverted this woman was in her heart.

Ba Chu slapped the high priest in the face, so that the old man almost fainted, "Ba Chu, my disciple, it seems that you have completely become the lackey of the Holy Maiden, you are all pagans who blaspheme the Brahman God, and the Brahma God will eventually come with his incarnation!

"Old fellow! I'm still talking nonsense!" Ba Chu no longer looked like he was respecting his teacher in the shack at this time, and he slapped the high priest again, "It's you who bewitched the people at the beginning, causing me to follow you and cut off my future! If it weren't for the importance of the Holy Maiden, I would never have had a chance to turn over! And you should stay in that filthy shack, and you won't be able to come out in this life!"

"Ba Chu, he is your teacher anyway! You should respect him!" Jiang Simeng said with a smile as he held the red-hot stone with a clamp, "Just use this thing to commemorate our high priest!"

The clansmen of the tribe are watching how Ba Chu deals with it, this is also Jiang Simeng's cleverness, if Ba Chu does it now, it will definitely tell everyone that he is standing in the camp of the Holy Maiden, and he will be stigmatized as a deceitful teacher and destroying his ancestors, and when he betrays the Holy Maiden's camp, he will also be tolerated by other camps, if he does not do it, it means that he has not completely surrendered to the Holy Maiden, and he will still have no backer in the tribe in the future.

Ba Chu looked at the teacher who raised him, and quickly made a decision, holding the hot stone and printing it on the high priest's chest, "Ahhhhh

The screams of the high priest were heard in the camp, and all the clansmen looked at Bachu with disdain, this guy was a despicable villain who betrayed his teacher for fame and fortune!

Ye Fan clenched his fists, he couldn't wait to kill that bastard with an axe! It was so realistic before, what kind of teacher-student friendship is bullshit in front of fame and fortune!

The king had already heard the screams of the high priest in the tent, and Moli pleaded with tears in his eyes: "Brother Wang, can't we absolve the teacher for his sins? Although he worships the god Brahman, he has never threatened your position, but is the holy woman you are now cooperating with! This woman has been snagging henchmen and wants to form her own power in the tribe!"

"Ah Li!" the king interrupted Mo Li's words, "Teacher, he. . . There can only be one left with me! There can only be a king in the tribe in the future, and there can be no high priest! Holy Maiden, what kind of thing is she? Even with Bachu's help, they are just clowns!"

Mo Li sometimes feels that his brother is like a stranger, especially in the face of power, he is ruthless, selfish, and completely a careerist, and when facing the people, he would rather give up his own meat than let the next generation thrive, for how to lead the tribe, Mo Li is not thinking clearly, she got up and retired, "Brother Wang, Mo Li will not disturb your rest, retire first, I will send oysters over tonight." ”

"The end of the separation... I—" The king tried to explain something, but he didn't say anything more, "Moli's heart is too soft... If one day I'm gone, how are you going to survive in the tribe..."

Ba Chu's trial of the high priest is not over yet, Jiang Simeng looked at everything that happened on the field with a smile, teachers and students killed each other, Ba Chu's heart is now numb, "Teacher, you won't blame me, right?

The High Priest was tortured and dying, and Ba Chu poked the hot stone at the soles of his feet, and soon the smell of burning came from the air, but the High Priest was silent, he stared directly at this once favorite disciple without saying a word.

Jiang Simeng stretched, "It's time to end this farce, Ba Chu will kill him, by the way, don't say I didn't give you a chance, as long as anyone in this camp dares to stand up and say that you don't deserve to die, I will consider not killing you~"

Seeing that the people who had helped the tribe before were so indifferent, the high priest laughed: "I didn't expect that I was a wise man, I sacrificed everything for the tribe and trained so many warriors, and no one would say a word for me! The king wants me to fall, I don't blame him! He is for the rebirth of the tribe, and you conspirators, you deserve death, and the god will definitely return to kill you heretics!"

"Nonsense! The Holy Maiden is the daughter of the Brahman God, and she is the one who is most loyal to the Brahma God!"

"That's right, you actually support the idea of that slut in Lu, you are a sinner in our tribe!"

"Kill him! Kill this infidel!"

Ba Chu was ready to make a move, and the other high-ranking warriors were also indifferent, they had more or less been directed by the high priest, and now they had to watch the old man who was extremely respected by everyone being killed.

"Teacher, I'm sorry! Let me personally send the strongest man who used to be Zunlu on the road!"

The High Priest closed his eyes, he never thought that he would dedicate his life to the tribe he loved, and in the end it would be such a wretched death!

"He doesn't deserve to die! I'll help him speak!" Ye Fan didn't care so much at this time, and walked out of the tent directly!

All the Zunlu people exclaimed, there were people in the tribe who dared to question the words of the Holy Maiden!

Ye Fan walked up and took down the stone that was stuck to the high priest's call, and immediately helped to bandage it, "Does it still hurt, I'll help you get some herbs later!"

"I'm fine... You shouldn't care about me!We have nothing to do with it, if you come to muddy the waters, you will only die faster, and it is right to learn from someone to climb the mountain!" The high priest looked at Ba Chu, the disciple who made him the most proud, and in the end he was disappointed, if he wanted to become an excellent warrior like the Brahma God, Ba Chu would never give up!

"Old man, the two of us have a friendship of half a cake! That's a life-saving cake!" Ye Fan looked at Jiang Simeng and said with a smile: "Meet again! I'm also a slave in this tribe now, you should have spoken just now, right?" As long as someone in the tribe stands up, he can be saved from death!"

Jiang Simeng sneered and looked at Ye Fan, "Originally, you were hiding in the tent, and I really couldn't do anything about you, but now that you take the initiative to come out and send you to death, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"