In the middle of the night, after completing the cultivation, Prajna couldn't rest assured, and when he opened the door, he saw that there was a circle of people sitting around the house with their backs to him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info fenced off the whole house. It was those of the tribe who came with him.

"Pranya, it's better to rest early when it's so late. Here we are. You can rest assured. ”

Lian Bo heard the knock at the door and turned his head to speak.

Knowing that he couldn't persuade them, Praruo simply nodded and went back to the house to rest.

Early the next morning.

Praruo woke up very early, pushed open the door, and saw that the clansmen outside were no longer the ones he saw last night, it seemed that Uncle Lianbo really did not lie to himself, he did arrange for the clansmen to take turns to keep vigil. In this way, Prajna's heart felt a little better.

Mo Wuyu had already arranged for someone to cook the rice. After breakfast, they were ready to go.

"Thank you Patriarch Mo for your hospitality, there is still a long way to go. Prajna doesn't bother much. ”

Praruo bowed to Mo Wuyu and said.

"The Holy Maiden can torment the little old man like this, this is what the little old man should do. The Holy Maiden led people to support the great god Chiyou is the most important thing. It's a pity that the little old man is too old to charge for the great god Chiyou. I can only do my little bit for the Holy Maiden. But fortunately, there are still some young men in my Mo tribe, who were originally suffering from the lack of a leader in the dragons, but fortunately the Holy Maiden passed by, so let them follow the Holy Maiden, I hope the Holy Maiden will not dislike it. ”

Mo Wuyu was as humble as ever, listening to his impassioned words, as if as long as the great god of Chiyou had the need, he would fight this old bone.

"The Mo Patriarch is serious, since this is the case, then ask the warriors of your tribe to walk with Prajna. ”

Pranya patiently said according to what Uncle Lianbo had taught him.

"It's not too early, and Prajna is leaving. ”

If you don't give Mo a chance to be speechless and long-winded, she will say goodbye simply and directly.

"That's fine, Moli, you and the high priest will take the warriors of the tribe and go with the Holy Maiden to support the great god Chiyou. Remember to follow the decrees of the Holy Maiden along the way. ”

Mo Wuyu said to Mo Li beside him. Then he turned his head to Prajna and said.

"Along the way, I will ask the Holy Maiden to take care of one or two. ”

Praruo didn't speak, nodded slightly, and turned his head to leave.

The early organic scouts took the lead and explored the way ahead. The rest of the crowd also hurried after Prajna.

Mo Wuwen glanced at Mo Li beside him. Seeing this, Mo Li bowed to his grandfather, and then ran two steps to walk side by side with Prajna.

Praruo felt that there was one more person beside him, and when he saw that it was Mo Li, his brows furrowed slightly, and he turned sideways without a trace, and opened some distance from Mo Li.

Mo Li didn't care, after Mo Wu's speechless guidance last night, Mo Li seemed to be much more patient.

Lian Bo looked at all this with some displeasure. Xindao What kind of thing are you Mo Li, and you deserve to walk side by side with the holy woman? I was about to have a seizure right now, but I was dragged by Mo Ling, the high priest of the Mo tribe beside me,

"Brother Lianbo, can you take a step to speak?"

Lian Bo glanced at Mo Ling strangely, then at Mo Li, and saw that he was still honest and didn't get an inch, so he nodded and agreed.

Lian Bo was pulled away from the large army by Mo Ling for a short distance and had a conversation. Hearing what Mo Ling said, Lian Bo thought for a while, then nodded in agreement. After returning to the team again, Lian Bo didn't care about Mo Li, but secretly observed the team of the Mo tribe from time to time. I kept thinking about what Mo Ling had just said.

"Brother Lian Bo, you and I are both high priests of the tribe, so we should know that our temple lineage and the patriarch lineage are not necessarily in unison. Mo Wuyu's lust for power is too heavy. My master, the previous generation of high priests, was still at odds with Mo. However, my master fell in the last war between the Great God of Chiyou and Emperor Yan, and since I took over as High Priest, Mo Wuyu has been wooing me. I was forced to be weak, so I could only make a false deal with him. In fact, the power of our Mo tribe has basically fallen into the hands of Mo Wuyu. Our temple exists in name only. I'm ashamed of the great god of Chiyou. ”

Mo Ling said sadly.

"What?, Mo Wuyu was so bold. Is he going to rebel?"

Lian Bo was shocked when he heard this.

Even if there was no Holy Maiden and Holy Son in the tribe, the temple still represented the will of the great god Chiyou, he didn't expect that the patriarch of a small tribe would dare to empty the right of the temple.

"There are several sacrifices that have also fallen to Mo Wuyu's side, so I have always been patient and never contradicted Mo Wuyu's decision. He let his guard down on me. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. ”

Mo Ling's next words made Lian Bo even more uneasy, what did this Mo Wuyu want to do?

"Now the vast majority of the team sent out by the Mo tribe are Mo speechless people, they only listen to Mo Li now, and only a small part of them are my cronies who have been secretly cultivated, so if Mo Li is not too much, please Brother Lian Bo not to be his enemy. Otherwise, I'm afraid that before we reach Zhuolu, we will lose most of our money due to civil strife. ”

Mo Ling persuaded bitterly.

Lian Bo was silent, he didn't expect that there would be such a situation within the Mo tribe. After a long time, Lian Bo nodded heavily. sighed in my heart, but I was going to suffer the child along the way.

After Lian Bo returned to the team, he had been secretly observing the team of the Mo tribe, and according to Mo Ling, his cronies carried weapons in a different direction than others. Lian Bo soon found the cronies that Mo Ling said he had secretly cultivated.

The more Lian Bo looked at it, the more ridiculous he felt. Among the entire team of 200 people sent by the Mo tribe this time, Mo Ling's cronies turned out to be about fifty people. You must know that according to what Mo Ling said, this is already all the cronies he secretly cultivated, and this time the Mo tribe did not have the men and horses of the department, but there were still about fifty people left in the tribe. In this way, the entire Mo tribe, the temple power represented by Mo Li is less than a quarter of Mo Wuyu's?

Fortunately, Mo Wuyu was not bold enough to blatantly rebel, otherwise he had arranged for people around the Pranya house last night. But if there is a mental calculation, there is no intention. I'm afraid...

Lian Bo kept thinking about the current situation in his heart. There were more than 100 people brought out by his own tribe this time, plus the fifty cronies of Mo Ling. There were about 150 people on both sides. The number of people is about the same. I just don't know how effective the people of this Mo tribe are?

After repeatedly comparing the strength of the two sides, Lian Bo's hanging heart was slightly lowered. Although the number of people is comparable. But on his side, there are two high priests, himself and Mo Ling, and all of them are ordinary sacrifices. The gap is still obvious, but as Mo Ling said, Lian Bo doesn't want to leave the battle with Mo unless it is absolutely necessary.