Chapter 84: The Messenger (4 more 10,000 words completed)

Song Yong didn't know that after they finished the sacrifice, they were busy preparing for the celebratory feast.

In the less violent wind and snow, the group appeared in the gray rabbit tribe, a few miles away from the cave, and at this moment stood in the shade of a certain cedar tree, looking at their cave from a distance.

"Lord Spear, halfway up the mountain in front of you, there is a big cave, where the Gray Rabbit tribe lives. ”

Pointing to the location of the cave, a primitive man said so.

If Song Yong and the others were lucky enough to see this scene, they would definitely be able to recognize the origin of this primitive person.

Isn't this the guy who followed behind Qing Yan, the leader of the Cangyan tribe, and is the strongest hunter in the Cangyan tribe, and at the same time the guy who drank three bowls of broth in one go.

And the person who can drive this kind of person, who is considered a small leader in the Cangyan tribe, is naturally the spear of the totem warrior from the Chibai tribe......

Based on the previous gray rabbit tribe, the cause of egg pain in one of the weak chickens.

Among the thousands of members of the Chibai tribe, there is not a single member who has been to the Gray Rabbit tribe.

In other words, they know the general location of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, but they don't know where the specific tribe lives.

It's just that such a small trouble is not a problem at all for the spear who is bent on completing the instructions of Lord Akashiwa.

They first found Cangyan, a small tribe that was also not worth mentioning, but there were always clansmen who had been there, and then asked the Cangyan tribe to send a guide and lead them directly to the door.

Regarding the request for a spear, Qing Yan, the leader of the Cangyan tribe, not only did not refuse.

Even, when he learned that the ultimate purpose of the spear this time was to do something for the noble Chibai, he was as excited as if he had been beaten with chicken blood on the spot.

On the one hand, it is to be able to do things for the senior big man of Chibai.

Even if it was just a small thing indirectly, he felt a great honor in his heart.

On the other hand, he had foreseen the rise of the young man of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, Brother Yong, and even in reality, these things had nothing to do with him Mao, and he was still excited and couldn't help himself.

If it weren't for something in the tribe, he really couldn't leave.

He had to go out to lead the way in person, leading the spear and a group of five people to go to the gray rabbit tribe in person, and even if he couldn't get out of the horse, he sent his subordinates to lead the way.

and explained to his subordinates: "We must do this thing beautifully." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced around, and when he found that the spear and the others were not around, he carefully added: "If you can, when you come back, please ask the spear lord to stay in our tribe for one night." ”

For this statement, the head horse understood the leader's mind in seconds.

The spear, which is an extremely famous young totem warrior in the Chibai tribe, naturally has a very good and strong bloodline.

If he is left to spend the night in the tribe, he will send some of the women of the tribe to serve him.

If they are lucky enough to be pregnant with a cub, wouldn't it represent their Cangyan tribe, and there will be the possibility of giving birth to totem warriors more than ten years later.

It's not a big chance, but it's always a hope.

So, with the leader Yin Yin's entrustment, the head horse and a few clansmen, all the way to lead the way, after a hard journey, they finally arrived at the ground.

It's just that at this time, the powerful totem warrior spear in their eyes opened his mouth and said:

"Okay, you just need to send it here, when I go back, please express my gratitude to the leader of Cangyan again on my behalf, and next time he goes to the Chibai tribe, I will definitely treat him well." ”

The head horse could hear that what was said in the spear's mouth was polite, but the tone was absolutely unacceptable.

Although he didn't know why this was happening, he knew that it was better to follow the orders of such a powerful totem warrior.

Looking at Cang Yan's plan in his hand, there is no hope.

He took a few clansmen, and after saying a hurried farewell to the spear and the others, he turned around and walked into the snowstorm......

And it wasn't until the figures of Touma and the others completely disappeared that the spear took the other four clansmen and walked towards the cave of the Gray Rabbit Tribe.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

With a solemn expression on his face, he said to the other four clansmen:

"Remember, we are on behalf of Lord Akashika, and we are going to the Grey Rabbit Tribe to deal with a presumably noble person, so put away all your pride, and whatever you see and hear, be as calm as I am. ”

After hearing this, the other four people hurriedly nodded their heads.

After making the final admonition, the spear never stopped again, and walked straight on the snow that had not passed half of his calf.

When they were still quite far away from the cave, Spear and the others were discovered.

Then, five or six figures rushed out of the cave and rushed all the way to this side, led by a man who was far away, and shouted loudly:

"Tell me where you are and who you are, if you're a friend, the Grey Rabbit Tribe has a freshly cooked broth, and if you're an enemy, see our sharp spears." ”

After hearing this, Spear's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

He is a powerful totemic warrior in his own right, and he is from the largest red cypress tribe in the southwest region of Rainozawa;

It's like such an unkind treatment, but it's the first time I've really encountered it.

Due to the orders of Lord Chibai, he still restrained himself and stopped with his people, and then as the people approached, he found that the man at the head was somewhat familiar, and he should have been to the Chibai tribe once.

Soon, a special memory came to him

By the way, didn't this guy come to ask Akashikashi for witch medicine more than a month ago with the kind of thing called an iron pot and a kitchen knife?

Yes, this is the guy.

Spear even remembered that among those people was this leading guy, who fell to the ground on his knees in front of the stone hall and couldn't pull it for a long time.

The other party should also recognize his identity, and greeted him warmly:

"It turns out to be a powerful warrior spear from the Chibai tribe, please go into our cave and drink the hot soup and warm up your body. ”

Stemming from the generosity of the Great Tribe, the spear decided to forgive the other party's faux pass after hearing such words.

After all, he felt that a hunter from such a small tribe had a limited understanding of the strong because of his limited personal knowledge.

It's just that when he inadvertently felt the power of the fire hidden under the other party's body after getting closer, his complexion suddenly changed.

This thing is actually a totem warrior.

Since when have totem warriors been able to have even such a small tribe?

Moreover, the last time we met, this guy's physical quality was barely good, so how could he break through to his current state in such a short period of time.

In great surprise, the spear opened its mouth wide like a big fish on the shore.

To be honest, at this moment, this famous warrior from the Chibai tribe completely lost the calm demeanor that he had just asked his clansmen to maintain......

'Cough, cough, cough~' Prompted by the coughing sound of the clansmen about to cough out of their lungs, the spear finally recovered from the state of the dirt bun.

For his performance just now, the spear himself hated it very much.

For this reason, he silently made up his mind in his heart that he must maintain his demeanor and not lose the face of the powerful Chibai tribe again.

It's just that the poor messenger of the spear has no idea what awaits him.