About fifty kilometers in front of Li Huan and the others, led by the high priest, they set off from the country of Citigroup, secretly crossed the border of the Mexican country, and made the "sneaky" to the extreme, causing the team that attracted Li Huan and them to follow, stopped, he looked left and right, stuck the scepter on the ground and shook it, the surrounding bushes and thorns, the vines hanging from the branches, etc., avoided themselves: "Everyone take a break, there are still ten kilometers left." We'll take a break here, and we'll be three hours away before we're on to the ancient altar. ”

After listening to what the high priest had said, they each found a place to sit down, and if you looked closely, they had been walking through the rain forest for so long, not only did they not look tired, but even their clothes did not get much dirty.

They had been in the rainforest for nearly two days, and they were progressing so well that they were approaching the ancient altar. A few of them sent sycophants at the right time: "The high priest's cultivation is getting deeper and deeper, I didn't expect to be able to walk so smoothly in the rainforest." We all started to hear that we were going into the rainforest, and we all thought we were going to have a good time, but we didn't expect it to be like a walk. ”

The High Priest nodded reservedly.

The procession led by the High Priest entered the rainforest with little resistance, all thanks to the High Priest.

Whenever he encountered vines and thorns in his way, he would use his scepter to lightly tap them, and those vines and thorns that caused people to fall into a green hell would automatically get out of the way as if they had encountered the supreme king, and only after the Indian procession had passed, did they fall again without a trace. The high priest constantly dispersed the plants that stood in the way, allowing the Indians to pass quickly, and this way of passing without destroying vegetation and without traces, let alone thirty, even if three hundred came, it would not leave a trace.

This is a pure cultivator's method.

Li Huan didn't know if it was strange, because there were countless strange cultivator methods in this world.

"But there are always some people who are stubborn. The sycophant looked at the two middle-aged men with an unkind face.

This middle-aged man was in his fifties, wearing a black feather crown, his face was indeed not good-looking, and after hearing this, he directly motioned to the high priest to bring the scepter: "Your Excellency, please give me the scepter, I have some questions and some opinions." ”

The Indians have a tradition that when they are deliberating, they will have a scepter, and this scepter represents the right to speak, and only the person who gets this scepter can get the right to speak. And the only way to get the scepter is to repeat the other person's words so that the other person agrees with you, and when you understand the other person's words and get the other person's consent, you have the right to speak.

However, often a miraculous situation will occur, the original person who was very excited and anxious to grab the microphone, when he repeated the other party's words and asked for the other party's approval, he was speechless. Why? Because he found that he had understood what the other person meant, and there was no need to argue.

This method sounds ancient, but it is actually popular in many large enterprises - many times we don't want to make the other party understand our ideas in the shortest time and with the least words, but instead of success, we lead to disputes. Recall that most of the disputes were due to some misunderstandings, and the misunderstandings arose precisely because they did not understand the other party's thoughts, and made some wrong assumptions. When I think back to the last time I had an argument, did we just want each other to listen to what we said, but didn't want to listen to what the other person said?

The high priest thought for a moment, and handed the scepter to the middle-aged man with an expressionless face, and after he grabbed the scepter, he immediately asked in a serious tone, "High priest, what are we here for? Even if we are coming to find the ancient altar, why are we smuggling? Also, who are these people?"

"Guruan, you suspect that I am not an Indian, and I doubt your bloodline!" the high priest had not yet spoken, and had just stood up to slap the sycophants' voice

Immediately raised an octave: "Why do you doubt me?

"I have never seen an Indian whose complexion was white. The middle-aged man of the Kot tribe sneered, then turned his head to look at the high priest and asked again, "Please answer my question." ”

Guruan, the elite warrior of the Kurt tribe, is a very experienced beast whisperer, good at driving all kinds of animals to assist him in fighting, known as the "beast whisperer", and is also a very famous warrior in the Indian tribe in the Los Angeles region - but his combat power is not as stable as the Qi Refiner, sometimes high and sometimes low, when he drives a large number of animals to fight, the combat effectiveness is off the charts, but in the city, when there are no animals for him to drive, it is no different from ordinary people, in summary, it is a type of player who needs geographical advantages.

A few days ago, the High Priest suddenly came to the Kot tribe with a group of people to send this elite warrior out to Mexico on a mission to find the ancestral altar. At first, Guruan felt very honored, after all, no matter how fucked the Indians, they were also respectful to their ancestors, and besides, Guruan was a staunch believer, and he felt that this was an honorable task.

However, in the next few days, he felt that the High Priest and the people he brought with him were behaving more and more strangely.

First of all, the elite warriors brought by the high priest have not been seen by several people from the Kurt tribe at all, and the authority of this high priest is only in the Los Angeles region, and the people with a little strength in the Los Angeles region know each other, but he carried the group of people who looked like Indians, and the other elite warrior who came with Guruan was suspicious at the first time.

Secondly, to find the altar of the ancestors, can you use the sneaky and sneaky - even if you have to act secretly, just keep quiet along the way, and use it to smuggle in?

"They are warriors from other clans in the Los Angeles area. The High Priest said lightly.

"Really, what tribe are they from, that clan?" asked Guruan.

"The high priest doesn't have to answer any of your questions!" The white-skinned Indians stood in front of him and the high priest.

"Oh, when did the Indian tradition change? The scepter is in my hand, and I am not qualified to interrogate. The middle-aged man sneered: "Since the high priest doesn't say it, you can say it, you don't have any Indian blood at all, and I haven't seen you appear in the Los Angeles area, who are you? What is the purpose of you following us, who recruited you?"

"Who said I wasn't an Indian, you said I'm not, I'm not?" The high priest hasn't spoken yet, what qualifications do you have to speak!" After listening to what the middle-aged man said, the man jumped up three meters high: "Do you want to slander me!?"

This person who was caricatured by the Guruan, he was certainly not an Indian, he was one of the incognito members of the Dark Sun Organization that the High Priest had brought from Citigroup.

"Slander? Hehe, we Indians don't have the word slander in their dictionaries. Guruan sneered, turned his head to look at the high priest again, and raised the scepter: "Your Excellency, the scepter is in my hand, and the right to speak is mine, I ask you to answer my question immediately, otherwise my companion and I will refuse to follow you any further, and we will return to Citigroup...... Why, you don't have anything to say?"

The Gruen was aggressive, but the High Priest remained calm and reached out instead for him to return the scepter.

The middle-aged man glared at the high priest angrily, thought about it, and finally returned the scepter to him. The Indian Scepter Law is an ancient law that cannot be violated, and even if it is angry, it cannot deprive others of their right to speak. The high priest took the scepter, looked around, and suddenly showed a strange smile: "You're right, look at the location, it's time to tell you." ”

"What's the location......" Guruan was stunned

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a muffled thud, and a vine flew out of the tree and slammed into the guruan's chest, knocking him into a bloody mouth and flying upside down. This time the force was extremely great, and it was still the kind of thigh-thick old vine that hit it, and at the moment of impact, he even heard the sound of his chest bones shattering, which made people's teeth ache.

Guruan is the leader of the Kot tribe, but his combat power is all in driving the herd, and his hand-to-hand combat ability is not strong. And he didn't expect that with such a noble status as the high priest, he would be the first to make a sneak attack, but he didn't calculate it this time, and he was seriously injured in an instant. The elite warriors of the Kot tribe who came with Guruan saw that their Guruan was beaten and flew out with blood in his mouth, and he didn't react for a while, and was surrounded by the people brought by the high priest like an iron bucket.

These people were armed with daggers made of obsidian, and in the culture of the Indians, they were stabbed to death by weapons made of obsidian, and their souls could not ascend to heaven, but would go to scorching hell, which was unimaginable pain for the Indians who believed in the souls of their ancestors. As soon as the obsidian dagger flashed out, the people of the Kot tribe immediately understood that they had been fooled. However, it was too late for them to understand that they had come over, and several people were put down almost instantly.

Although obsidian is not a metal, a well-made obsidian dagger has a cutting power that is not inferior to any material, and ancient people even used obsidian knives as surgical tools. Those murderers didn't seem to want to hide it, and stretched out their necks and pulled them, and each pulled out a small badge representing the Dark Sun organization - yellow, orange, and gray, and the people who had just started killing were the remnants of the Dark Sun.

"That's the truth. The high priest looked at the blood on the ground and sneered: "Do you want to hear the truth, then I will tell you...... You idiots, this is the plan of the dark sun, and no one should try to stop it. This Li Huan, I have to kill him, your tribe is just a funeral item!"

"You ......" Guruan was furious: "You actually took refuge in the dark sun......"

In the tide of the world in full swing to clean up the dark sun, although Citigroup was not affected, the matter spread far and wide, and even the Indians in Citigroup knew about it.

"It's not refuge, as early as many years ago, I was the owner of the Black Sun Badge...... "The high priest sneered: "Calling you here, it's double insurance, that Li Huan thought that the chief of your Kot tribe was hiding the information of the treasure and chased him, I killed him here, and then left your corpse, and when I threw the pot in the future, I could fall more thoroughly." ”

In the plan of the high priest, they must die here, so that Li Huan and the mortal feud of the Kot tribe will be formed, and as soon as the two sides make a feud, they will be taken out - although he arranged a series of back-hands in the rainforest to ensure that Li Huan will most likely not survive, for this reason, he even involved drug trafficking organizations, but in case Li Huan gets out alive, he will not feel good.

Therefore, the high priest's trick is the best of both worlds, and it is extremely vicious.

"You won't succeed!" Guruan scolded, "Your organization is finished, you are finished, you will not end well...... It's not so simple if you want to wronged us, you can't learn the way our Kot tribe fights!"

"Hehe, your Kot tribe is known as the beast language tribe, and the way of fighting is unique, and it is indeed difficult to imitate...... But I don't have to imitate either. The high priest looked left and right: "Hold him down for me." ”

The two smiling false Indians next to him immediately came up, pressed Guruan's arms one to the left and one to the right, and pressed down so hard that they almost pressed to the ground. Then, the High Priest pulled a small obsidian dagger from his bosom and slowly walked up to Guruan, sliding the blade of the obsidian dagger around his neck.

"How dare you!" Gruan's eyes turned red suddenly, he had already guessed what the High Priest was going to do.

The high priest wants to take away the soul.

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