"No way!"

Eventually, the witch shook her head.

The faces of the Thin Elder and the others changed drastically, and the Thin Elder even asked, "Why Wizard Master? Don't you know the fact that the clan people don't have enough to eat? Do you still believe that bullshit warrior until now? He collects clay completely so that the clan can't hunt, and his purpose is completely to destroy our tribe, Wizard Master!"

Looking at the stubborn thin elder, the witch sighed and said, "Thin monkey, the warrior said that he collected clay for the good of the tribe. ”

Of course, it's also because of my illness.

But the witch didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"Fart, fart!" the thin elder who listened to the witch's words couldn't control his emotions and yelled.

The witch's face suddenly turned cold: "Thin monkey, pay attention to the way you speak." ”

The thin elder was stunned for a moment, hurriedly lowered his head and apologized, followed by him, he raised his head indignantly: "Master Wizard, don't believe that guy, he is obviously here to destroy our tribe, what can that clay do? Can he use those things to conjure up food? No, he is a wicked person, in the first place, he should not have been taken into our tribe!"

As soon as the words fell, the representatives of the five clansmen all coaxed.

"Yes, Lord Wizard, the clansmen can't hunt normally because of the collection of this clay, and if this continues, it won't be long before some clansmen will starve to death. ”

"When we came, everyone had already discussed it, and if the wizard didn't agree, then we would go to the patriarch and talk about it. ”

"Yes, if the wizard doesn't agree, we'll go to the patriarch. ”

The words of the thin elder and the representatives of the clan made the witch's expression very ugly.

She already knew that at this time, the anger of the people was uneasy, and if she didn't give an explanation, it would inevitably make the people irritable.

What's more important than not being able to eat food?

She gritted her teeth and thought to herself, and at this moment, the fat elder, who had been silent, spoke: "Lord Wizard, you said that the warrior is for the sake of the entire tribe, so why don't you go and see what he is doing now? If it is really for the tribe, I believe everyone can understand." ”

The fat elder's words were tantamount to giving both sides a step.

When the witch heard this, she nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, you go to the warrior's residence now, see what he is doing, and then come back and tell everyone." ”

The fat elder nodded, turned around and went out.

After he left, all the witch's thoughts were pinned on the thief, please, don't go wrong, if it's for the sake of the tribe as you said, then come up with a little achievement, in this way, it can also be used to appease the clansmen. Otherwise, if the tribesmen go violent, it will be an unbearable end.

For a moment, the witch felt that a mountain was pressing on her head, and the pressure from the clansmen was so heavy.

Under the pressure, the witch was in no mood to think about anything else, she just wanted the fat elder to bring back good news for herself.

Time passed bit by bit, and with every heartbeat, the witch felt a little more stressed.

Her expression became extremely hideous, and she was not as calm as before.

The Thin Elders, they kept putting pressure on the witches.

At this time, the witch had only one thought in her mind.

That's about the thief, absolutely, absolutely, don't let yourself down, otherwise, it's not just your problem, even me, I'm going to be unlucky.

With this in mind, the fat elder returned.

The witch couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart and wanted to ask him how he was, whether the thief was working hard for the tribe, but when she saw the fat elder's lost expression, the witch heard a crisp sound.

It was the sound of my own heartbreak.

Although she hadn't listened to what the fat elder said, the wise witch already knew what the fat elder's expression meant.

For a moment, the witch felt as if she had been drained of strength, and she slumped on the floor, barely holding herself up.

"How, how's it going..."

After struggling in her heart for a long time, the witch finally gritted her teeth and asked such a sentence.

By the time she had said that, the witch was ready to tear her apart with the wrath of her people.

The thin elders also looked at the fat elders, and even asked, "Old Fat, what is that kid doing now, is it the same as the wizard said, he collects clay for the tribe?"

The fat elder looked at the witch, then at the representatives of the clan who had come with him, and sighed.

Thinking back to what he saw in the thief's residence, the fat elder's heart became more and more uncomfortable.

How could this be, how could a warrior who was obviously very optimistic about him do such a thing?

He fights fierce beasts, takes holy fires, and saves wizards, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be like that.

The more he thought about it, the more bitter Elder felt in his heart, and for the first time in his life, Fat Elder had doubts about himself.

Am I getting old and seeing the wrong person?

The fat elder's inner thoughts were surging wildly, and the thin elder and several clan representatives on the side were in a hurry.

"Old fat, what the hell did you see!" the thin elder said angrily.

Several clan representatives did the same: "Yes, Elder, what the hell is going on, what do you say?"

"It's just that everyone is waiting. ”

"Isn't it like the wizard said, the warriors want that clay for the tribe and for the good of everyone. ”

Whatever they say, some are resentful, and some have seen the thief make fire, and they have expectations for him.

The fat elder looked up when he heard the voice, looked around at the crowd with all kinds of thoughts, and finally, his gaze fell on the face of the pale witch.

He took a deep breath and didn't know how to speak: "Warrior, warrior..."

The thin elder scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously: "What's wrong with that kid!"

Everyone also followed suit, whether they hoped that the thief would be good, or they hated the thief for coming up with this bad idea for no reason, they all waited for the fat elder to say the next sentence with an expectant look.

Even witches, too.

Finally, the fat elder bit his teeth, his heart was horizontal, he closed his eyes, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and said everything he saw like a bamboo tube pouring beans: "Warrior, he and Xue are playing in the mud!"

The words fell, and the silence in the cave could be heard.

Crackle, crackle.

Aside from the occasional explosion of burning firewood and the occasional throbbing, no one spoke.

Everyone fell silent.

"Ha, haha, haha, hahahaha!"

There was a burst of hysterical laughter, and everyone looked back in the direction where the laughter came from.

When they saw the witch sitting there, laughing like a madman, everyone's hearts were complicated, some were gloating, and some were as distressed as the fat elder.

"Good, good, what a warrior!" said the witch, and when she said this, her face was a monstrous anger that could no longer be concealed.

The witch was very sad, very, very sad.

She sat with her eyes squinted, only to feel someone clutching her heart and ravaging it.

Ji thief, Ji thief, you said that you collected clay to cure me, so that the tribe can have a better development.

Well, I believe in you, and even reduce the number of people you hunt to support you.

I'm under so much pressure from my people, and you're playing with mud?

I won't say anything if you're just playing with mud, after all, you don't have to hunt or manage things in the tribe, so occasionally you get bored and find something to do. But you shouldn't, you shouldn't let your clansmen accompany you.

Food, how much less food have you gotten in the past two days because of you?

Do you know how much pressure I'm under?

Who are you worthy of?

The more the witch thought about it, the more angry she became, and at last her breathing quickened, and she looked like she was about to lose her breath intermittently.

Seeing this, the primitive woman who served the witch in a panic hurriedly patted her on the back.

"Skinny Monkey!"

The witch gritted her teeth and shouted.

The thin elder also came back to his senses from the fat elder's words, and hurriedly said, "Here." ”

"Go, gather the people, today I'm going to scuttle this deceitful bastard in front of the people!" the witch said through gritted teeth.

The thin elder was first surprised, then rejoiced, and hurriedly nodded and instructed the five clan representatives.

After the five of them left, he didn't forget to ask the witch, "Wizard, what about the snow?"

Looking at the thin elder's expression, the witch knew what he was thinking: "Snow attracts liars into the tribe, and it will damage the foundation of my tribe, and it will be the same as chiseling! If anyone dares to have the idea of absorbing outsiders into the tribe in the future, it will also be chiseled!"

Facing the angry witch, the thin elder's face was full of joy, and he patted his ass and said, "Lord Wizard Shengming." ”

Soon, the Frost Valley tribe's hundred and tenth tribes had gathered outside the cave.

The witch was helped out of her arms, and looked at the people with different expressions, thinking that when the representatives of those tribesmen went back, they had already told them.

The witch looked at everyone and said in a voice: "I misused the villain to be a tribal warrior, it was my fault, today, I will take everyone to chisel this liar to the sky!"

In a word, let all the primitive people cheer.

It seems that the thief angered all the primitive people because of the lack of food due to the collection of clay.

"Kill the thief!" Among the crowd, the happiest was Ah Niu, who raised his arms and shouted first.

Driven by him, the rest of the primitive people also shouted: "Kill the thief!"

Everyone walked towards the thief's residence, and then looked at the thief, at this time, he had just pinched the second crockpot.

On the edge of the cave stove, a jar of fresh mushroom broth is cooking.

Scooped a mouthful of soup with the wooden spoon made in the afternoon, Ji Thief put it in his mouth and tasted it, and said: "It tastes good, it's not salty or light, it's just right, come, sister, you can taste it." ”

Xue, who provided meat, was just about to nod, but she couldn't help but hear a burst of noise, she was stunned, and asked Ji Thief, "Warrior, what is this sound?"

The thief didn't understand either, so he turned his head to look out, but when he saw the primitive people pouring out of the nest, he was also stunned: "I'll go, is this a group out to walk at night?"

Ah Niu walked out of the crowd, with a refreshing expression of revenge on his face, pointed at the thief, and said in high spirits: "Arrest this guy!"