"He is my son, and if any of you dares to hurt him, I will kill you!"

The sound of roaring echoed in the ears of the people.

When Li Gaolou heard this sentence, his heart trembled violently.

He finally knew why the old man would go down to the river to save himself in desperation, because she thought he was her son.

All things, he understood.

Before the old man argued with these barbarians, and then the whole process of the conflict, Li Gaolou heard it very clearly.

After all, language has never been an obstacle for him, and perhaps the language of the barbarians will never be understood by many people, but Li Gaolou can.

That's exactly what he heard, so he heard every word of the old man.

She told the rest of the tribe that she was her son, and she got her son back.

That's right, so she was so happy all the way before.

However, the leader of the tribe, the strong man named Yuntu, told her that her son was dead and that Li Gaolou was not her son at all.

Later, the rest of the tribe said the same thing to her.

This was really an indescribable blow to the old man, and then there was a conflict and the sentence just now.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Li Gaolou's heart is very complicated.

He knew that if it weren't for the old man protecting him, he would definitely be killed by now.

However, he really couldn't bear to deceive the old man.

This deception filled him with a sense of guilt.

And the atmosphere between the crowd has also become dull.

Everyone in the tribe was looking at Li Gaolou and the old man.

"Grandma, he's not your son, he's a foreigner, you're mistaken!"

Yun Tu once again broke this silence, as the leader of the entire tribe, he had to get this matter to the clear.

At the same time, he was also worried that Grandma would be deceived by this foreigner.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Grandma roared again.

"He is my son, I will not admit my son, I don't need your mercy, I will take care of him, I don't need you!"

Obviously, the previous conflict with the tribesmen made Grandma angry, so she said such things.

Everyone else is very helpless.

Especially Yuntu, Li Gaolou can feel it, I don't know what the reason is, he has a lot of respect for his grandmother.

It is precisely this kind of respect that allows Li Gaolou to continue to live.

"Alright, since you like to take care of him, I'll leave him to you, but we won't be responsible for the food. ”

Taking a deep breath, Yuntu made a decision.

Some clansmen were not satisfied with his decision, after all, no matter how Li Gaolou looked at it, it was certain that he was a foreigner, and it would be a big threat to continue to stay in the tribe.

Therefore, Yuntu agreed to Grandma to leave Li Gaolou behind, which was really unwise.

But in the end, no one talked about it again, and they all returned to the tribe one by one.

On the cold snow, Li Gaolou and Grandma were left again.

Looking at Li Gaolou again, Grandma showed a smile.

"Proud Mingta, Grandma knows you will come back, I will take care of you!"

It's very simple, but it carries probably the warmest power in the world.

Li Gaolou immediately knew that the old man's son was called Mingta, but the same sense of guilt was also deeper.

He was silent, not knowing how to face those eyes.

The tribe at night was very quiet, and Li Gaolou in the tent could feel that Grandma had wrapped several animal skins around Li Gaolou's body.

And she herself is much thinner.

At the same time, it was another person who boiled water for Li Gaolou and cooked a little hard fish.

These details gave Li Gaolou a better understanding of the barbarians.

They are not as barbaric as they are as rumored to be

People are the same, but because of the bitter and cold conditions, they live in the simplest way.

"Minta, drink some water. ”

"Minta, eat. ”

"Minta, remember what I told you, be brave and strong, you must be the strongest warrior in our tribe!"

For one night, Li Gaolou listened to Grandma constantly mention the name of Ming Tower, and also felt the warmth of this Ming Tower.

And this night, many years later, will also make his heart extremely complicated.

Because except for Grandma herself, everyone knows that she is not Mingta, not the son who stands up to the sky in her mind.

"Minta, I've called in Dr. Bra, and he can heal you. ”

And at dawn, with the sound of Grandma's voice, Li Gaolou saw an old man walking in.

The old man's face was calm, and when he saw Li Gaolou, he didn't have the disgust of other clansmen, but he didn't like it either.

That's exactly the case, so Li Gaolou can guess what kind of efforts Grandma made in order to invite him here to see a doctor for himself.

Then, as if she suddenly thought of something, Grandma turned around and left, and there were only two people left in the tent, Li Gaolou and Dr. Bra.

"You know, Minta is dead. ”

Suddenly, Dr. Bra spoke up, looked at Li Gaolou and said.

His words made Li Gaolou stunned for a moment.

Because, Bra speaks English.

It's a very strange feeling, originally in Li Gaolou's feeling, it should be a completely barren place, where a punch barbarian lives, but now suddenly a person can actually speak English, which is indeed very strange.

"Don't be surprised, I've seen a lot of Nordic caravans and traded with them, so of course I speak English. ”

It seemed that Li Gaolou was a little surprised to react, and then Dr. Bra said.

After such a simple explanation, his face also became serious again, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Li Gaolou.

"Why are you pretending to be Minta, what exactly do you want to do?"

It can be guessed that such a person who can communicate with the Nordic caravan must be a person of considerable status in the tribe.

Then, when he questioned Li Gaolou so much at this time, it must be for the safety of the entire tribe, so Li Gaolou is understandable.

Thinking of this, he spoke slowly.

"I'm sorry. ”

If you say too many things, you can't express your mood at the moment.

So, these three words are probably the most sincere.

Similarly, it was also because of Li Gaolou's words that Bra was stunned for a moment.

Because, Xiao Li speaks the language of the barbarians.

This made Bra's expression soften.

Subsequently, Li Gaolou briefly introduced his experience, but hid some things between Xuechen and barbarism, only saying that he came here to do business, but accidentally fell off the cliff.

After listening, although Bra was still a little confused, he didn't say much.

"If you all think I have any purpose in approaching Grandma, I'll leave in two days. ”

Subsequently, Li Gaolou continued.

He said this very seriously.

Grandma is so sincere to herself, Li Gaolou is indeed full of guilt.

Therefore, he himself estimated that he would be able to walk almost in two days, and he would leave directly when the time came.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Bra on the other side shook his head.

"You can't go!"

This sentence made Li Gaolou stunned again, and at the same time, his expression became solemn.

It seems that people have other thoughts about themselves.

"Do you know how Grandma's son Minta died?"

However, Bula's appearance did not change, but instead asked such a question.

Subconsciously, Li Gaolou shook his head.

whereas

Eventually, Dr. Bra began to talk about the man named Minta.

"Mingta is the strongest warrior of our tribe, and also the strongest warrior of the entire barbarian tribe! If he is still alive, our tribe must be the strongest tribe on this ice field!"

Sonorous and powerful, that's Dr. Bra's tone.

It was as if he was saying it without any pause, but with absolute confidence.

At the same time, there was something shining in the eyes, which was absolute pride and glory.

And Li Gaolou was also curious.

Grandma's toughness, he saw it, someone wanted to kill him before, but she knocked the man to the rock.

You know, she woke up after being seriously injured at that time, so her son should also be the strongest.

"I've never seen anyone on this ice field compare to Minta, but he's dead. ”

When Bra said to the end, there was sadness and loneliness in his eyes.

Minta's death was the greatest loss for their tribe and the entire ice field.

"Why did Minta die?"

Similarly, anger appeared in Li Gaolou's eyes.

He could tell from Grandma's every word that that son was her all and pride.

Then you can also imagine what a huge blow Minta's death was for Grandma.

"Killed by the leaders of the five major tribes and the forces of Northern Europe"

Looking at Li Gaolou, Bra's voice was much lower.

And Li Gaolou was silent.

Perhaps he should have guessed that this must be the possibility.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this world is not so bright and fair, and many times human selfish desires are far more evil than imagined.

Minta, a genius born out of thin air, is bound to threaten the interests of many people, whether it is the barbarians of the Far North ice field or the caravans from Northern Europe.

That's exactly what happened, so I don't know how many people wanted to kill him.

"At the barbarians' annual ring match, Mingta, who was poisoned, was torn into several pieces by the bear king, and the grandmother who witnessed this scene went crazy. ”

A deep voice rang out from Dr. Bra's mouth.

Li Gaolou subconsciously clenched his fists, although he said that he had never seen Mingta and had never been here in the past.

However, he could feel Grandma's pain at this moment.