"You're Ulba?" Ax asked, looking at the big man below who was tied up in twisted flowers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Urba didn't react at all to Aix's question, his eyes were blankly kneeling underneath, and he didn't even blink his eyelids, as if his soul wasn't here at all.

"What's wrong with this guy? You can't be stupid, right? Aix asked Rodney, the mustachioed master beside him.

"I don't know, that's how it was when they came out of that flame cage." Rodney also said confusedly, obviously not knowing what was going on.

Just when everyone was puzzled, wondering why this somewhat famous silver wolf tribe general became like this, a cute Lori voice said: "It doesn't matter, it's just the sequelae of dream eclipse powder, it will be fine in two days." ”

"Dream Eater Pink? What is it. Ax subconsciously asked in the direction of the voice, and then, he saw a teddy bear, and Ax almost sat on the ground in fright.

"It was a by-product of my father's failed research, which started by helping people to weave a beautiful dream, and then, when they were at their happiest, turned into a nightmare, seducing out what they feared the most. Do you want to give it a try, it's fun. ”

"No thanks." Ax immediately refused, and then, Anne Lori took out a bottle of red potion, saying that it could refresh people's minds, so Ax suspiciously asked Ulba to smell it, and sure enough, he was much more sober.

"My lord, I will explain, I will tell you everything." After regaining consciousness, Urba immediately spoke, and before he even waited for Ax to ask, he explained all the big and small things of the Silver Wolf Tribe, and even the woman that the big head liked was clearly explained where she spent the night every day, which made the plan to prepare for both grace and power, and finally influence the other party.

"My lord Shenwei, without saying a word, let the enemy not recruit himself, and was influenced by the adult. With the prestige of adults, sooner or later they will dominate the grassland. The moment Ulba finished speaking, Rodney had already knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Aix, and lifted Ax to the sky.

"Little things, haha, just small things." Ax stood up and said to the group of uneducated old men below: "As long as you follow me, you will have your share of the future Storm Plains, and when the time comes, no one will be able to oppress you." ”

"Long live the boss, long live ......"

Compared to the joyous scene in Aix, the Silver Wolf Tribe was gloomy, since hearing that the 5,000 centaurs led by Urba had been wiped out, everyone no longer despised the Dark Cult.

"Let's talk about what we should do now!" The big-headed man said to the people below, but unfortunately, no one spoke, and these people have long lost the sharpness of a few days ago.

"Witch?" The big-headed man had no choice but to ask the old witch.

"Big head, surrender!" The old witch said worriedly.

"Are you going to make me surrender to a little hairy child? I can't afford to lose this man. The big man slammed the table in front of him with his fist, smashing the wine glasses on it, which showed the anger in his heart.

"Of course it's not to surrender to that little hairy child, we're going to cooperate with the Voodoo Lands." The old witch shook his head and said.

"Voodoo Lands?" The big man asked puzzledly, I don't understand what this matter has to do with the Voodoo Lands, could it be that these are all the ghosts of those dark warlocks in the Voodoo Lands?

"I have ascertained that among those small tribes there are many dark magicians, who teach the basics of the dark mysteries of the herdsmen, as if they are looking for a successor. As long as we take refuge in them, we can have the support of the Voodoo Lands, and when the time comes, we will be qualified to dominate the Storm Plains. ”

"But after we surrender, will we still be able to control the tribe?" The big-headed people are still not at ease, afraid that after they surrender, they will no longer have the right to control the tribe.

"Don't worry, big heads, those dark sorcerers of the Voodoo Lands have no ambitions for power."

"However, the news from the small tribes says that it is a teenager named Aix who is in control."

"However, he is only in the name of the Dark Holy Sect, he has not interfered in the affairs of various tribes at all, of course, he only liberated those slaves, this is also to gain the loyalty of some people, so that there will be no means to balance the leaders of those small tribes."

"Report, big head, there is a person outside who claims to be an envoy of the Dark Holy Sect and is asking to see him outside." Just when the big man hesitated, the sound of a report outside the big tent surprised everyone.

"Witch?" The big man asked the old witch again, and the old witch just nodded.

"Let him in. No, guests are invited to come in. The big man said to the outside of the tent, and then he stood up and walked outside the big tent to greet him, which was already a very respectful etiquette.

Amr was sent by Aix to deliver the letter, and thought it would be good to be able to go back safely, but he never thought that the big man of the silver wolf tribe would personally go out of the tent to greet him, and as soon as he met, he took off the wolf skin jacket he was wearing and draped it on himself, Amr sneaked around, smooth and abnormal, and very warm, compared with the tattered clothes on his body, it was a difference of 108,000 miles.

"Holy Envoy, I wonder what happened to you this time?" The big man led Amur to the upper seat, accompanied himself, and asked respectfully.

"Oh, I'm here to deliver a message to the Boss." Amr finally turned his attention away from the wolfskin coat on his body, thought about his mission, and then took a letter from his bosom. The letter was written on a sheepskin, and the handwriting was really not too neat, and the big man looked at it for a long time, only to realize that it was Ax who asked them to believe in the Dark Cult and allowed the Dark Cult to preach in his tribe, and as for the question of seizing the leadership of the tribe, there was no mention of it.

After reading it, the big man quietly passed the letter to the old witch, and then said to Amur: "The holy envoy must have worked hard to come from afar, and he has prepared a little thin wine below, I hope the holy envoy will not shirk." After saying that, he clapped his hands twice, and then, several maids came to Amur with countless delicacies, and Amur's eyes were dazzled when he saw it, this kind of scene, he had never encountered in a dream.

Eating the tender lamb meat, Amur couldn't help but sigh in his heart: My lord, you are so kind, I didn't expect what you said to be true. At first, Amur thought that this was a mission to the death, after all, he had just captured the other party's five thousand troops, but he didn't expect it to be this development. At this time, even if he is to die immediately, he is satisfied, of course, it is better not to die. (To be continued.) )