A few people from the Wind tribe who came with Feng Yan were bored and squatted in the corner waiting for Feng Yan, and by the way, they watched the people of the Praruo tribe in the distance practice. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why hasn't Xiao Jiu come back yet? Why does the person who talked to Xiao Jiu look so happy? It's really sick to be so happy when he's going to fight. ”

Among them, only Xiao Jiu was more familiar with the Prajna tribe, so naturally Xiao Jiu went to inquire about the news. However, the more they looked at it, the more wrong it became, and Fengyu couldn't help but complain a few words.

"Xiao Jiu, what did you hear? Why are they so happy? Could it be that the Praruo tribe can't follow the great god of Chiyou?"

Fengyu saw Xiao Jiu walking back with a sad face, and hurriedly stood up and asked. In his opinion, it is safest to follow the heroic and warlike god Chiyou when he fights, and it is not impossible to follow the attitude of the god Chiyou towards the holy woman of Prajna.

"It's not. ”

Xiao Jiu shook his head and squatted down.

"Isn't it? Then they're sick, right? If they're going to die and still be so happy, is this their last revelry?"

As soon as he heard Xiao Jiu say no, Fengyu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Squatted down again.

It's not good, so that he can still have a little balance in his heart. Everyone came together, why can you Praruo tribe follow the great god of Chiyou, while our wind tribe has to go to death?

"Hehe, it's a carnival, but it's not the last one. Because they don't have to go to war at all. ”

Xiao Jiu looked at Fengyu speechlessly. If it weren't for the fact that Wind Whisper was a little higher in the tribe than him, he would have wanted to taunt his pig's head.

"What do you say? They don't have to go to war?"

Feng Yu just squatted down and didn't stabilize his body, and was so shocked by Xiao Jiu's words that he sat on the ground.

"What the hell is going on?"

Fengyu didn't care about being embarrassed, he hurriedly got up, grabbed Xiao Jiu's collar and asked hurriedly.

"The Pranya tribe has received an order to stay in Chiyou Village, so they don't have to go out with the army tomorrow. ”

Xiao Jiu didn't bother to break the hand that grabbed his collar and grabbed the wind whisper, and said weakly.

Xiao Jiu is really envious of the people of the Praruo tribe and the Mo tribe, he is not valued in the wind tribe, but he gets along very well with the people of the Praruo tribe. This time he was able to follow the wind and come because he got along well with the people of the Pranya tribe before. Earlier, he had also suggested to Fengyan that it was better to submit to the Holy Maiden of Prajna, after all, it was difficult to make a difference without the Holy Son and Holy Maiden to rely on. But his proposal was immediately rejected by rumors. was also ruthlessly reprimanded by Fengyan, saying that he ate inside and out. For this matter, he was not less regarded in the tribe.

"If the high priest can persuade the Holy Maiden to help, then wouldn't we have to go to the battlefield to die?"

Fengyu let go of his hand and rubbed it vigorously a few times, staring closely at the direction of the side hall, his eyes shining.

"Yes, now we'll see what happens to the High Priest. Hopefully it will be successful. ”

Several others chimed in.

When she first heard the news, Fengyu was extremely angry in her heart. If he and the others want to go to the battlefield to fight, why can the people of the Praruo tribe stay safely in Chiyou Village? But then he thought of the purpose of his and the others' coming this time, and suddenly a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Xiao Jiu glanced at his clansmen with disdain, secretly disdainful in his heart. If you had followed your own advice a long time ago, now you can smile happily like the Prajna tribe, why do you have to wait for death with a bitter face?

"The holy woman of Prajna has come out. What about the high priest?"

Fengyu suddenly pointed in the direction of the side hall and said excitedly. Prajna was walking out of the side hall and left without looking back.

After a while, Feng Yan also walked over dejectedly.

"High priest?"

Fengyu asked cautiously. Seeing Feng Yan's expression, he already had a guess in his heart, but he still had a bit of luck.

"Let's go back. ”

Feng Yan glanced back in the direction of the main hall, and then took the lead in leaving the station of the Pranya tribe.

"Brother Mo Ling, what are they doing again?"

Mo Xiang looked at the backs of Feng Yan and their departures, and asked Mo Ling.

So Mo Ling told the truth everything that happened in the side hall just now, and everyone present was angry, and the grumpy Mo Xiang even wanted to chase him out and beat Feng Yan.

"Let them go. When they can come back alive from the battlefield, I'll find them to settle the score. ”

Mo Ling stopped Mo Xiang. Shook his head and said. This matter must not be counted like this, if Fengyan didn't come this time, maybe he wouldn't be so angry. But Feng Yan did such a thing and had the face to use Prajna again, which made him unbearable.

"High Priest, how is it going?

On the way back, I saw that Fengyan just walked in front of me dejectedly without saying a word. The wind scratched his ears and cheeks urgently.

"He was rejected by the holy woman of Prajna. Are you satisfied? Why are you so annoyed? I don't have any eyesight. ”

Feng Yan was already upset, and he was constantly nagging in his ears by Feng Yu, and he finally broke out. Shouted at the wind.

Fengyu didn't expect the high priest to be so angry with him, and he was stunned for a moment. I didn't dare to say anything more for a long time.

But they didn't notice it, because Fengyan's loud shout attracted the attention of two people on the side of the road. The two looked at each other and tacitly parted ways.

After returning to the station, Fengyan immediately instructed Fengyu to gather some people from the tribe to the main hall for a meeting to discuss how to deal with the upcoming war.

"That's the way it is, if she doesn't take the past into account at all, so tomorrow we will still be the vanguard to die. What else can you do?"

Feng Yan recounted his conversation with Prajna, of course, there were some modifications.

Hearing that the Prajna tribe didn't even have to go to the battlefield, the people of the Wind tribe suddenly exploded. However, most of them were scolding Praruo for being cold-blooded, not caring about the lives of their people, they forgot that they had the opportunity to stay in Chiyou Village with the Praruo tribe, but it was their group that voted against it at that time.

All of a sudden, everyone forgot the purpose of coming here, and all of them counted down the number of Prajna. In their opinion, although she and the others had not submitted to Prajna before, but now that the high priest had begged her for help in such a low voice, and even knelt down for her, how could she, as a holy woman, not agree? How could she be so ruthless?

Xiao Jiu sat at the back of the crowd, listening to the unbearable words of his own people, and shook his head helplessly. These people, I really don't know how to be grateful, if it wasn't for the fact that the Holy Maiden of Prajna had taken them in before, how could the Wind Tribe be so comfortable during this time?