Chapter Eighty-Eight: Where Are the Others?

At this time, Lang, who led the team, stepped forward and stood in front of the village chief, blocking his view.

"We don't have to trade anything this time, just prepare a room for us and cook some hot soup. ”

"That's it?" the village chief narrowed, thinking to himself if they had a better place to trade?

Lang said impatiently: "Hurry up, the divine envoy is going to the city soon, and there is no time to delay." ”

The shrewd village chief keenly grasped the word "divine envoy"! Immediately realized that the wild people in the snowy mountains had found a divine envoy to take refuge, and they were about to transform into free people?

It's so jealous!

The village chief, their sense of superiority as a freedman was suddenly gone.

He looked at the girl riding on the big white lion, could it be...... This is the oracle?

Her temperament is completely different from that of ordinary people, and she is more generous than the big people that the village chief has come into contact with before, and she looks calm and unhurried, like a queen who is used to giving orders.

The squinting little old man was so good at making up for his brain that he thought a lot in an instant, and he thought of the attitude of the tribesmen whether the trade could continue, and the plight of the village that was becoming more and more depressed after all the strong laborers in the village were taken away. Their village also belongs to the Sanzhi Zone, which was originally a wasteland, and most of the villagers fled here, and gradually the population increased, and it became a village. Their lives were no better than those of the savages, with scarce supplies and inconvenient transportation, and most of them had no combat power, and they could not resist when they came to capture the slaves, or the nobles wanted to capture the slaves.

The little old man is in the midst of lightning...... made a decision that was so bold that even he was taken aback. So much so, in the days that followed, he was always complacent about his wise decision, feeling that he was worthy of being a man who had been on the front line and survived, and he had a particularly keen eye when choosing thighs and hugging them.

"Meet the oracle!" the little old man suddenly knelt down. His two nephews, for some unknown reason, also knelt down.

"It is the honor of the village that the divine envoy passes by our village! Our whole village is also willing to pay allegiance to the divine envoy, dedicate our land and wealth, and ask the divine envoy to protect us!" he said, and he hurriedly glanced at the villagers who came out to see the excitement. These women, and children, who looked very thin, also knelt down and pleaded loudly.

Qian Duoduo woke up from the state outside the spirit, and heard a "ding" sound-

[Loyalty +85]

'I said, 'Can you not take all the loyalty points?' she sighed inwardly. The machine spirit is like a bandit who has not seen money for 800 years, and even the loess that he stepped on when he walked, and the snow on the snowy mountains, he wanted to dig some of it as his wealth, and maybe it also thought about digging up all the he stepped on on the road back to the fertile fields...... In short, it doesn't work to pick the door. When encountering this kind of initiative to send loyalty points, it doesn't blink an eye, and accepts all the orders.

But she is the one who wants to contribute.

"Next time, can you see if the other party is a good guy or a bad guy, if we take in all the bad guys, will we be the villains in the future?"

[Host rest assured, these people have not done anything evil, at most they are a little greedy, and they will be a good batch of horses if they are transformed.] This road is the only way to get to the town, and the lion tribe cannot get around this village if it wants to develop. A sheep is herded, and a flock of sheep is also herded, so it is better to harvest it together. ]

'Okay. I know you're in it for those points. ’

Qian Duoduo solemnized his face and raised his neck: "Get up." Find us a place to stay, and we'll leave after dinner. We'll talk about you later. ”

"Thank you, come to my house, the little old man's house is quite clean!" The village chief warmly invited, and wanted to come up to lead the envoy's mount, but the big white lion sprayed his nose, and the little old man was startled.

Qian Duoduo turned over, patted the big white lion, and let it play on its own, and she and Lang and her party followed the village chief into the village.

The children of the village followed behind, scared and curious.

Qian Duoduo soon noticed the situation in this village, except for the two men who followed the village chief, there were no men, all the others were old people and children, and there were not many women, only about eight or nine.

"What's going on in the village?Why are there so few people??," Seeing that the messenger seemed to have a question, he immediately asked in her place. He remembered that when he came here three years ago, the village was still quite prosperous, with a population of at least 500 people.