With this in mind, the six patriarchs glanced at each other, and they all saw the same intention in each other's eyes.

For a while, the six patriarchs were secretly competing in their hearts, no matter what, they must pull the thief to their own tribe and let their tribe develop and grow.

With this idea in mind, when the six patriarchs looked at each other, there seemed to be some smell of gunpowder in the air.

On the other hand, it was the target of their competition, Ji Thief, but he lowered his head, groaned, and said, "Frost Valley Tribe, I won't go back." ”

Ah Zheng, who was coming over with goat's milk and juice, happened to hear Ji Thief say this, and he was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed ecstasy.

Does the Warrior mean that he wants to create his own tribe?

If the warrior really created his own tribe, then the first warrior in the tribe...

Thinking of this, Ah Zheng's heart couldn't help but become fanatical.

It's also ridiculous to say that when Ji Thief didn't be this warrior, among all the tribes, the warrior can be said to be the lowest status administrator in the tribe.

But now, even Ah Zheng feels that the position of a warrior is second only to the patriarch.

It's ridiculous to think about.

Pressing down the excitement in his heart, Ah Zai came to him, bent down gently, and said, "Lord Warrior, I have brought goat milk and juice." ”

Ji Thief glanced at Ah Zheng with some curiosity, and said in his heart What happened to this kid today, why did he suddenly become so polite?

"Uh, Lord Warrior, you really don't plan to go back to the Frost Valley Tribe?" Patriarch Lin confirmed again.

Ji Thief tilted his head and asked Patriarch Lin: "What are you going back for? Could it be that I was killed again? This time I was in a coma for five days, for five whole days, and I almost didn't wake up!"

Ji Thief said, suddenly becoming emotional.

Looking at his flushed face, everyone present was really afraid that the thief would vomit blood when he was excited.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye can see the reddish wound under the thief's ribs.

Seeing that everyone was excited to stand up because they cared about themselves, Ji Thief raised his hand and pressed it down, followed by a big gasp for a few breaths, pressed down the restlessness in his heart, raised his head and said quietly: "I'm not an unreasonable person, the old patriarch wants to take back his power, and he only needs one sentence, I won't give it." Whether it's whether he slanders me for his son's self-harm, or shields his son to slander me, I can ignore these. But, I just want him to say a word, a word of apology, even if it's fake! Otherwise, I'll be a thief and fight him to the end for the rest of my life!"

All the patriarchs who wanted to win over the thief couldn't help but tremble in their hearts when they heard this, and said in their hearts that they had never seen a warrior hold such a grudge.

Even when it was with the Black Mountain tribe, the warriors could suppress the fire, so that they had a murderous aura in their hearts and a harmonious look on their faces.

But now, the warrior is directly and unabashedly expressing the anger in his heart.

It can be seen that Cang Song is old and confused, and what he did this time really hurt the hearts of the warriors.

"That warrior..." Patriarch Lin shouted.

"I'm not a warrior, I'm not a warrior of the Frost Valley tribe anymore, from now on, I'm just me!" Ji Thief suddenly said loudly.

"Okay, okay, you're you, don't get so excited, don't get so excited. Patriarch Lin said.

The mountain patriarch said on the side: "You are not the warrior of the Frost Valley tribe, but you are the number one warrior of the large mountain range. ”

The thief glanced at the mountain patriarch and pursed his lips.

Ah Zai suddenly said: "Yes, Lord Warrior is not a warrior of the Frost Valley tribe from now on, he is a warrior of a large mountain range!"

With Ah Zheng taking the lead, everyone else also shouted.

The thief lowered his head and remained silent.

The patriarch of the beast blood tribe suddenly spoke: "It just so happens that we were going to form a federation with you warriors at the beginning, not the Frost Valley tribe, and now that we are not bound by the pine, isn't it better than before?"

The other five patriarchs rolled their eyes and glared at the beast blood patriarch at the same time.

The heart said that you are ruthless enough, knowing that you can't win the warriors, you will block our way with words first, right?

Damn, who said that the Beast Blood Patriarch is just a reckless man? Come on, the wooden spear in my hand has something I want to talk to you about.

But then again, if the warrior is going to stand on his own, he now has at least one hundred and fifty men at his disposal, plus forty or fifty women.

With so many clansmen, plus such a treasure land in the Eastern Plains, the number one force in a large mountain range is still him.

Not to mention, with his prestige, as long as he is willing to stand up and shout, most of the remaining clansmen of the Frost Valley tribe will still come over to join him.

Separated from the family, the hand of Cangsong of the Frost Valley tribe is to play himself to death.

Didn't you look at the prestige of the thief who was higher than the sky, no matter how much slander you had, what was the use of a fart?

Whatever you say when he was unconscious before, everyone was scolding, but when you see that the thief woke up, isn't that the hearts of all the people?

"Beast Blood is right, since you don't plan to go back to the Frost Valley Tribe, what about standing on your own. When the time comes, our seven tribes will form a federation, who else will be our opponent in this large mountain range?" Patriarch Lin knew that he would not be able to win over the thief to his own tribe, so he hurriedly said.

The other patriarchs all pouted, and said in their hearts, you know, we don't know, right?

So, they all suggested to the thief one by one.

Ji Thief pursed his lips for a long time and said quietly: "I never thought about being self-reliant, I just want the old patriarch to give me an explanation now." ”

Everyone was silent, okay, such a deep obsession, it seems that the Frost Valley Tribe, no, it should be said that the old guy Cangsong has suffered a lot.

After a while, the food was served, everyone had eaten briefly, and the thief couldn't help yawning, and everyone knew that the thief was not in good health, so they didn't bother much, so they retreated.

It's just that when these patriarchs left, they left behind thirty clansmen.

In their words, twenty of these people were those who had agreed to stay in the Eastern Plains, and ten were those who had agreed to help them train.

Ah Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard these words, and he said in his heart that if this is the case, then wouldn't the trade that Lord Warrior had said before still be able to continue?

He just wanted to say, but the thief nodded a little absentmindedly and said that he knew.

Seeing this, Ah Zheng forcibly held back what he wanted to say.

Let Usma send away the six patriarchs, and the thief called Azatu Mountain, asked him to go to the Frost Valley tribe, told the old patriarch the fact that Songtsam was in his hands, and said that if he wanted Songtsan to live, then he would come to the Eastern Plains tomorrow.

Ah Zai and Tsuchiyama nodded and went.

At the same time, in the Frost Valley Tribe, the old patriarch was worried about the success of Songtsen's operation this time, so he did it from the morning to the present.

Seriously, with his age, coupled with the fact that he had been so seriously injured before, ordinary people would not be able to survive for so long.

Maybe it really hurts his son, he can hold on for so long without changing his position.

The fat elder walked into the cave and saw his old friend like this, sighed, and said, "Patriarch, why don't you rest for a while." ”

The old patriarch shook his head, then looked at the fat elder worriedly, and said, "Old fat, I always feel that something is wrong in my heart, is something wrong with Songzan?"

The fat elder sighed: "Patriarch, after the return of Songzan, are there still few things in our tribe?"

When the old patriarch heard this, he immediately stopped talking.

For a long time, the old patriarch said quietly: "Then old fat, you mean to let me drive Songtsan away?"

Instead of answering the question directly, the Fat Elder asked, "Patriarch, what if I ask you and find a warrior, will you accept him again?"

The old patriarch did not speak, or rather, he did not know how to answer the question.

The fat elder sighed: "The warrior attacked you, the patriarch, this sentence, it's okay to deceive others." ”

The old patriarch's eyes tightened at this moment, and he suddenly turned his head to glare at the fat elder, and shouted, "What do you know!"

The fat elder's face did not change in any way, and he stared at the old patriarch: "Sure enough, the warrior really didn't attack you, patriarch!"