The valley tribes retreated, and when they left, they were reduced by more than half, the wounded did not have time to bandage, and the bodies of their fallen companions could not be brought back.

Luo Ze led the team in the stronghold of Anhua Mountain, stared at the team of the River Valley tribe from afar, confirmed that the number of people matched, and ordered everyone to return to the territory of the Blue Grass tribe to rest.

This time, the river valley tribe did not gain any benefits except for touching a nose of ashes.

At this time, Luo Ze didn't know that Jun Qianqian, the priest of the Purple Flower Tribe, had been captured by the enemy.

Jun Qianqian and Lily of the Valley walked together with each other, even if the two rested for one night, they hadn't eaten for a long time, Jun Qianqian worked hard to play a big show, and now she was dizzy with hunger, and her steps were vain and she walked crookedly.

Lily of the valley was resentful, but she couldn't bear her sister to look so weak, so she supported Jun Qianqian and helped her show her the direction by the way.

It's not that she doesn't know how to leave Anhua Mountain, but most of the roads she is familiar with are near the stronghold, and if she wants to deliberately bypass, she has to cooperate with the two of them.

For example, at this time, Lily of the Valley quietly tapped her arm twice, one in the direction of ten o'clock, the other at two o'clock, and there was an ambush in the direction of two o'clock, and she was not sure if there was anyone there, so she would choose to go in the direction of ten o'clock.

No one spoke along the way, and there were guards standing beside them, until everyone finally left the dense forest and stood on the path from which they came, that the people of the valley finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But Jun Qianqian was even more afraid, as if she was useless, and she would be killed by the vicious patriarch of the river valley tribe.

"I'll bring you back to the River Valley Tribe."

Seeing the miserable appearance of the two girls, Yue Ling couldn't help but comfort herself, when the two tribes went to war, it was rare for so many people to die like this time, and they would not have defeated the women and children of the tribe in the first place.

It's just that this time the River Valley tribe is the defeated side, and if the crowd is angry, Moon Ling can't be sure what will happen to these two girls.

"Take it back!"

Hong Yu didn't choke with the sacrificial platform at this time, maybe he also wanted to retreat quickly, maybe he had other plans.

And these two sentences can be regarded as a reassuring pill for Jun Qianqian and Lily of the Valley.

First ensure the safety of life, and then adapt to the situation.

Pello finally sent the evacuated personnel of the Bluegrass Tribe to the market, and she hurried back again.

"Pelo, do you want to go back?"

Ah Xia, who was in charge of the market, pulled her, and Zihua prepared a sheep cart for the elderly with limited mobility, and others could also put their heavy luggage on the cart, and Ah Xia saw that Pelo was tired and wanted her to stay and rest.

"No, Qianqian hasn't come back yet, I have to make sure she's safe."

Pello didn't cut the suspension bridge so that she could go back now.

"What's wrong with Qianqian?"

Listening to Pelo's words, Ah Xia's fingers trembled.

"She's gone to the patriarch to report the news, and I have to see her with the patriarch to feel at ease."

Pelo told Ah Xia about their separate actions.

"Then you take a few people with you, I don't know if the river valley tribe has retreated, it's too dangerous for you to be alone!"

Ah Xia knew that her force value was also dragging her feet if she kept up, so she hurriedly called Luo Ban over and asked him to take the people and Pelo back together.

"Good! Or thoughtful as you think. ”

Pelo smiled reluctantly, and without saying a word, Loban set off with his weapon and Pelo.

The escape path was a long detour, and they were careful all the way, spending a lot of time on the way, and when they reached the range of Anhua Mountain, they did not see the enemy or their own people.

"Maybe the engagement is over."

Luo Ban didn't know the way, he led someone to follow Pelo, and when he saw her in a hurry at this time, he quickly guessed.

"That's right! Maybe the valley tribes withdrew! ”

The warriors of the Bluegrass tribe should return to their territory!

Pelo rushed to the Bluegrass tribe non-stop, and at a glance saw Luo Ze standing in front of the team, but there was no small figure beside him.

Jun Qianqian is not here.

"Pelo, why are you here?"

When Luo Ze asked, he felt a stone falling in his heart.

Something must have happened.

Jun Qianqian and Lily of the Valley were thrown into the dungeon of the River Valley Tribe, and when they entered the door, someone pushed them hard, and both of them fell to the ground.

Jun Qianqian was lying on her side on the ground, so tired that she didn't even have the strength to get up.

"Tinnoi, are you okay?"

Lily of the valley worriedly helped her up and helped her wipe the dust on her face.

"Lily of the valley is really careful."

Jun Qianqian almost didn't react when she heard her fake name at first glance, she leaned into Lily of the Valley's arms and whispered in her ear.

"There is no one else around, we can take a break."

She was really tired, and if she closed her eyes at this moment, she had no doubt that she would fall into a stupor.

But now is not the time to sleep.

The tribes of the river valley returned with a feather, and in the face of the people who had hoped to return victoriously, the patriarch and the sacrificial platform were all heavy in their hearts.

What's more, so many compatriots died, who were their relatives, brothers or children, and the soldiers who went out on the expedition did not even bring back the corpses of their comrades.

The whole tribe fell into a gloomy cloud, crying one after another, Jun Qianqian was very worried about the identity of the two, in case the people of the river valley were angry, and pushed the two of them out in a fit of anger and cut them down, this way of death was too worthless.

"You're amazing."

Lily of the valley hugged Jun Qianqian's head, gently running her hair with her fingers, and along the way, her originally beautiful bun had been scattered, and the tender green head rope was nowhere to be found.

"Sister Lily of the Valley is also super talented, the world owes us both an Oscar!"

It's just that crying is really exhausting physical strength, Jun Qianqian's voice is still hoarse now, she stretched out her hand and gently touched the corner of Lily of the Valley's mouth.

"Is the wound better?"

Looking at the swollen half of Lily of the Valley's tall face, Jun Qianqian's eyes were a little sad.

In her script, Lily of the Valley's character was beaten.

"Look at yourself, too."

Lily of the valley nodded the purple bruises on Jun Qianqian's neck, and she hissed in pain.

"We're really out of luck and out of luck."

The injuries of the two are half a pound and eight taels, Jun Qianqian is no longer entangled, relying on tacit understanding, they can be regarded as surviving the most easily overturned improvisation, and the next script, the two still have to discuss it carefully.

"What are we going to do to get out of here?"

Lily of the valley looked worriedly at the palm-sized air window above her head, the two of them were like sparrows trapped in a cage, and there was nowhere to escape.

"It depends on who is looking for us next, whether it is the person from the sacrificial platform or the person from the patriarch of the river valley."

Jun Qianqian half-closed her eyes, and quickly sorted out the clues she had observed along the way.