Chapter 22: The Covenant
Chi Wuwu looked at Yan Jie coldly, his eyes flickered, when Talisha pulled out his knife and stabbed at him, he was not panicked but happy, he knew that there were two guards with the strength of junior martial artists standing behind him, Talisha could never hurt himself, but he could justifiably take him away on the charge of assassinating the young master of the Chishui tribe, and when the time came, this delicate beauty would not let himself take care of it.
So in the face of Talisa's knife, Chi Wuwu smiled, laughing so presumptuously.
But the plot did not go according to Chi Wuwu's thoughts, and his own guards did take action, but they did not make Talisha not able to resist as he expected, nor did they intimidate the people of the Black Flag tribe who lived there.
All the accidents were caused by the inconspicuous black flag tribe boy in front of him, so Chi Wuwu's heart was full of killing intent at this time, and he couldn't wait to break the kid in front of him into pieces.
"Lord Sacrifice, I think your tribe is determined to start a war with my Chishui tribe? I am the son of the patriarch of the Chishui tribe, and I personally came to your tribe to collect the task items, which is to express our tribe's greatest respect for your tribe, but your Black Flag tribe not only failed in the mission, but used various excuses to prevaricate this son, and seeing that it is impossible to deny, the daughter of the noble patriarch even openly assassinated this son, and invited this unknown warrior to fight against my guards, what do you want!" Chi Wuwu is worthy of being the son of the patriarch of the king's tribe, and in a few words, several big hats are worn on the head of the Black Flag tribe, and all of them are capital crimes.
"Young master, it's not you who say ......" The old priest hurriedly wanted to explain.
"Sacrificial grandpa, we don't need to grovel like this, this hunting mission is clearly a trap, comparable to the dual-line storm wolf king of a high-level martial artist, it is not a task that should be issued to our Black Flag tribe at all, the reason is self-evident, since the Chishui tribe has come with malice, no matter how low we are, there will be no good results, then the man of my Black Flag tribe is by no means a soft egg to be slaughtered, your Chishui tribe is indeed a king tribe, but we also have the blood of the god of war Batalha in our bodies, and we want to fight The Black Flag Warriors can only die by standing! They do not live on their knees!" Yan Jie interrupted the old sacrifice, stood up directly, looked directly at Chi Wuwu and said sharply, a sentence resounded through the hall, and an angry shout hit the hearts of all the Black Flag tribesmen present, this foreign teenager woke up the pride of all the Black Flag tribesmen inherited from the blood, yes, the Black Flag tribe has been silent for too long, so long that everyone has begun to get used to being low, doing things carefully, and constantly compromising with the nearby big tribes in order to survive, but even so humble The Black Flag tribe is still getting weaker and weaker, as if everyone accepts the fact that they are a small tribe, only the statue of the god of war in the sacrificial hall still records the glory of this tribe in the pastใ
"Ayir ......" The old priest looked at the young man with angry eyes in front of him, this strange young man from outside did not have the blood of the Black Flag Tribe, but he had the Black Flag Soul more than all the people of the Black Flag Tribe, at this time he was like a god of war standing in the sky, standing in the center of the hall.
"Is this why Lord God of War guided me to save him? This is because even Lord God of War can't stand it, and we are willing to fall. The old priest muttered to himself, and his eyes changed when he looked at Yan Jie.
"Ayer, well said"
"That's right, our Black Flag Tribe, we can only die standing up, and we don't feel like we are kneeling to live."
"Yes, we are not afraid, we will fight if we want!"
Voices came from the Black Flag tribesmen in the hall, and the unyielding in the bloodline of this ancient tribe was completely stimulated by Yan Jie.
"Do you all want to die! You want to fight against my Chishui tribe! Believe it or not, tomorrow the Chishui army will raze you to the ground!" Looking at the passionate Black Flag people, Chiwu Wuwu was furious, these bastards of the lower tribes dared to rebel against themselves like this, it was simply a rebellion.
"Hmph, young master of Chishui Worry-free, you don't need to intimidate us, you are just one of the many heirs of the patriarch of the Chishui tribe, as far as I know, although you are quite favored in the tribe, but your father is extremely strict with you, the patriarch of the Chishui tribe is such a heroic figure, usually the most concerned is the reputation of the Chishui tribe, this time you issued a designated task in the name of the Chishui tribe, does your father know? If he knew that you used the name of the Chishui tribe for the sake of a tribal woman, what would he think, and how would your brothers evaluate you? You must know that you are only a young master!" Yan Jie was not afraid of Chi Wuwu's threat, but instead competed against each other and said the sore spot in Chi Wuwu's heart.
The patriarch of the Chishui tribe, a senior warrior, as the soul of the Chishui tribe who led the growth of the Chishui tribe is indeed the title of a generation of heroes, with great ambitions, wanting to make the Chishui tribe not only limited to the north of the wild land, but also want to unify the entire wild land, and let his name be engraved in history, in order to gain more fame, he also advocated the creation of the Wild North Alliance together with the other two king tribes in the north. The huge organization of tasks and other functions, this also made the reputation of the chief of the Chishui tribe reach its peak, and when the tribe is big, it is easy to have unruly clansmen, so he also strictly disciplines his children on weekdays, so as not to cause any big disasters outside to tarnish the image of the tribe he has established. Once, the son of an elder of the clan was also interested in performing a mission outside, and spoiled a girl, but he didn't expect that this girl was a saint of a certain tribe, and this tribe was attached to another king tribe, in order to calm his anger, the Chishui patriarch directly sent the elder's son to the other tribe to be disposed of, so as to win the praise of many tribes, and the tribe following the Chishui tribe has become stronger and stronger. After this incident, the younger generation of the Chishui tribe was cautious in their words and deeds, and no longer dared to do anything that damaged the reputation of the tribe. If this time, if the time when Chi Wuwu colluded with the alliance manager in the name of the clan to issue a mission, and intended to suppress the Black Flag tribe to plunder the girl, was known to the Chishui Patriarch or other brothers, only heavy punishment awaited Chi Wuwu.
"Do you want to die?" Chi Wuwu's heart was full of murderous intent, the young man in front of him was not only strong, but even how to restrain himself was extremely accurate, if he didn't kill him today, I am afraid that he really couldn't escape his father's punishment, and his brothers would definitely seize this opportunity to fall into the well and embarrass themselves.
"That's it, Young Master Chi, how about we gamble, I will fight with the two guards behind you, if I win, please leave Young Master Chi today, and no longer pursue the failure of our mission?" Yan Jie ignored Chi Wuwu's threat, but proposed a gamble.
"Joke, my two guards are the battle-hardened masters of the Chishui Army, you want to fight one against two, don't measure yourself!" Chi Wuwu was amused by the young man in front of him, although they are all junior martial artists, but the young man in front of him obviously can't compare with the battle-hardened Chishui Army soldiers, not to mention that with one enemy and two, it is impossible to win against his two guards even if he is one-on-one.
"Then Young Master Chi, do you dare?" Yan Jie was not annoyed and continued.
"Why don't you dare, but if you lose, I want you and me to go back to the Chishui tribe and explain the reason for the failure of the mission. Chi Wuwu looked at Yan Jie and said, his eyes were full of cruelty.
"Okay, young master Chi, once you say it, it's hard to chase the horse. Yan Jie said with a smile.