Chapter 549: The Fugitive (1)

Sang Lezong's entourage was spontaneously warmly welcomed by a group of soil buns in the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

If more than 20 powerful totem warriors came at one time, maybe it wouldn't be enough to make these high-minded earth buns feel much touched in their hearts.

So many witches came at one time, it can be said that it is an unprecedented event in the history of the gray rabbit tribe.

Such a great honor can make the entire Gray Rabbit tribe flourish?

Besides, it is said that these witches are all from the Sanglaku Sect, and they are the sects to which they belong who respect the Akabai.

When the Chibai tribe fought with the savages that day, it was the fearless sacrifice of the Chibai tribe that caused the old men of the Gray Rabbit tribe to die a lot.

Just for this reason, they can show the most enthusiastic attitude.

With the most solemn etiquette, to receive these distinguished guests.

In a word, based on the above reasons, Song Yong knows very clearly that these are especially the people of these dirt bun sects...... Excuse.

After getting along for so long, doesn't he still know about the thoughts of these goods under his hands?

It's just that these goods have been displayed in front of other natives in the southwest region for a long time, and they don't have much sense of accomplishment.

These goods haven't had a good life for a few days, and they are a little disdainful of other tribesmen in the southwest region.

thinks that in front of these uneducated natives, no matter how much they show off and get more envious eyes, that's what they do.

However, it was replaced by a visitor from the Central Plains, which is known as the most prosperous human race, and he is not an ordinary person, at least he is a powerful totem warrior.

Everything was suddenly different.

In the past, they were all these people who were in a remote area and were called a place of ignorance, full of hope and envy of the good life in the Central Plains.

If it can be reversed, so that the human race in the Central Plains envy them, it is estimated that these goods will be able to cool for a long time.

What's more, they heard such a news.

When these people met the road construction brigade, even Brother Yong looked down on him a little.

Maybe they have been despised for a long time, and they are probably able to endure it if they let these people look down on them.

So dare to despise Brother Yong, it is absolutely unbearable!

So, when Song Yong instructed Ji and Gardenia and others to set up a good table to entertain these distinguished guests.

The entire Gray Rabbit tribe took spontaneous action.

In the past, it was necessary for Brother Yong to jump and scold, or Gardenia, the health commissioner, to punish them with a straight face, so they were willing to take a bath.

Now I honestly took the best clothes at the bottom of the box and spontaneously went to the bathhouse to take a bath.

Even when they went to take a shower, they brought something that Brother Yong occasionally rewarded, the weird little bag called bagged shampoo and shower gel.

After applying it to the body and rubbing out a lot of foam, I washed myself white and fragrant.

When they came out of the public bathhouse, they still put on their most supportive outfits, and dressed themselves as brightly as possible.

The whole village was filled with the smell of cheap essence.

In terms of dress, everyone basically wears a pair of colorful leggings.

Because there are too many colors, the village at sunset immediately becomes colorful and colorful.

In addition, if possible, I put on a pair of tire rubber pad slippers that can represent the latest fashion and status symbols.

If not, put on a pair of leather boots.

In this kind of weather, wearing thick boots and leggings is not so hot, and it is not so much to care about.

Because of the influence of Brother Yong's aesthetics, no one now hangs all kinds of bright bird feathers and stones on his head.

Instead, there are a variety of trinkets from the two-dollar store.

These leggings were requisitioned by Brother Yong once, and when the winter was over, they were confiscated and returned to the relevant personnel.

As for leggings that have been washed once, they may not have been washed yet, and these guys don't like it.

As it turned out, no one was disgusted.

However, it is a group of dirt bun doors, such a dress that has been pulled to the modern plane, far more spicy than those nobles who killed Matt, but it has a great effect.

Those big people from the Central Plains region were directly dumbfounded.

Among them, the women went down to the half-grown little girl, and up to the female witch who caused it, and their eyes were full of envy.

And this kind of expression is exactly what these goods want to see.

For this reason, these people are becoming more and more energetic, and they dare to laugh at our esteemed Brother Yong with such a little vision.

Sang Yu is a witch disciple of Sang Le Sect.

She is a seventeen-year-old female disciple with a beautiful appearance and a strong body, who is widely pursued and loved by the sect masters and brothers.

If a year ago, the Central Plains region had not undergone such great changes, then her life plan was full of light and smooth path.

With her understanding and talent, which are widely praised by the elders of the school, she may be able to become a teacher in three years.

Then, according to the consistent custom of her master, after traveling in the Central Plains for a few years, she will be able to find a tribe that has no witches, or has not been able to do so for a long time, and become the witches in her town.

From then on, he was able to enjoy supreme rights in the tribe.

Like countless shaman ancestors, he guided the tribe to continue to develop, and eventually became a great figure who was worshipped and preached for many years.

Unfortunately, everything changed so suddenly.

The giant tribe shrew, which is the overlord of the Cangshui River Basin in the Central Plains region, suddenly started a large-scale attack on the surrounding tribes.

Such an attack was originally in the Central Plains region, and it was a very common thing.

Anyway, today it is not this tribe, because of hunting grounds, unfair trade, etc., and there is a large and small war with another tribe.

It's just that tomorrow the other two tribes will fight again because of something similar.

The difference is that during the war waged by the shrewds, their shaman, a shrewd who is said to have lived for many years, did not follow the traditions of the shricha.

Not only did it adopt the means of large-scale blood sacrifice, causing unnecessary losses to the human race, but also reducing the overall strength.

He also killed the opponent's witch directly after being captured at the end of the battle.

Violating the agreement that a witch can only be captured, and then redeem himself by paying a certain price.

In this way, the Shrew tribe has caused public outrage in the Central Plains, and many surrounding tribes, as well as several witch sects, have united to launch a crusade against the Shrew tribe.

What shocked people's attention was that the crusading army that obviously occupied an absolute advantage in terms of strength and number of witches.

But in a battle that didn't last long, he suffered a complete defeat.

Soon after, these tribes were swallowed up by the shrews tribe at an unimaginable speed, and all the personnel became slaves.

These slaves were driven to build a strange stone megastructure.

There were witches who went to inquire about the news, but they just glanced at the building that had just begun to be built from a distance, and they felt that there was a huge evil intention contained in it.

What makes many witch sects even more intolerable.

The few witch sects that shot together were also completely wiped out under the subsequent attack of the Shrew Tribe.

The reason for this is that it is said that in the hands of the shrew tribe is a huge magical witchcraft that can fly in the air and launch beam attacks.

Without waiting for the many tribes and witch sects in the Central Plains, they thought of a specific plan of action for the next step.

The crazy Shrew tribe, instead, wantonly took the initiative to attack the farther tribes and witch sects.

Even if it's been a long time now, Sang Yu can't forget that terrifying scene:

A flying witch weapon that was even bigger than their Sangle Sect's main hall just released a huge beam of light, and the terrifying scene that made the sect disappear by half.

In the end, only a small number of people from the originally prosperous Sang Le Sect escaped.

Like a lost dog, the remnants of the Sang Le Sect fled to Lei Yeze, which was far away from the Central Plains, and tried to take refuge in the disciple who had become Akabai.

Maybe in this remote place, the strength of the sect can be restored.

Therefore, their group is not reinforcements at all, but a group of fugitives who have lost their homes.