No one is going to get along with money, not even tribes.

Dorjee looked at the yellow gold, his eyes were straight, their tribe was squeezed in this big mountain, Ru Mao drank blood, and lived a half-savage life, not that they were happy to live such a life, but there was no way.

The Eight Caves and Twelve Caves tribe has no survival skills in the outside society, although all the people are soldiers, but compared to the larger sects, they are still too weak.

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