Chapter 193: Killing
When Feng Xi flew over the tribe, the soil corpses below were all over the ground.
A silver wolf stood alone in the middle of the corpse, and suddenly looked up at the phoenix in the sky.
"Chirp~"
Feng Xi swooped down and landed next to the scattered corpse of the patriarch, and there was another mournful roar, he turned into a human form, red eyes and hatred.
Yan Xun didn't kill him like he did against the others who resisted him, but just took on a human form, his eyes looking back coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised into a happy, bloodthirsty smile.
"You're crazy!"
"My father is also forced to do so, Ye Hibiscus himself is sick!" Now Feng Xi has inherited the power of the patriarch's witch doctor, and has also obtained the patriarch's most important message.
The patriarch saw Ye Hibiscus "dead", but his strength was not strong enough, and he was worried that the child would not be born, so he gave her purple fruit, at least one could be saved.
But what's the use of talking about it now? Yan Xun won't listen at all, and even if it's true, the ending won't change.
Who gave the patriarch the right to decide whether he would live or die?
"You are now the only witch doctor in the tribe, and I will not kill you."
Seeking majestic, not angry and self-assured.
Feng Xi didn't know that he was originally like this, he was just constricting his edge before. Or because of a sudden change, his personality has changed greatly.
This kind of search made him unable to compete, and his father still delusionally thought that he would be pressed in the future, and now it seems that it is really a pipe dream.
"You're not afraid I'll kill you?" Feng Xi thought exactly that, and it was impossible for Yan Xun not to be clear.
Yan Xunyun replied lightly: "As long as you have that ability, I am willing to die." ”
What is there to fear from death? He was not happy to be the patriarch, and if the tribe had better leaders, he would have died a well-deserved death.
"I hope you don't regret it!"
Feng Xi tied up his father's body with his clothes, held it in his arms, and walked away step by step, thick blood stains flowing all the way.
Yan Xun came to Ye Hibiscus's burial place, and when he saw the empty earthen pit, his eyes panicked instantly, and he immediately jumped into the pit, lying on the ground and sniffing, and he couldn't see the shadow of the murder just now.
He wanted to know who had taken Ye Hibiscus, but when he smelled the familiar body odor, Yan Xun couldn't help but show a look of infatuation.
Someone walked over and said, "The people from Sands City have been here, but I heard that the people of Sands have dug up the lady earlier, and the people from Sands City have not taken anything with them." ”
The voice awakened Ranx's senses.
Yan Xun raised his head and said coldly: "Search!" Dig up the bottom of the river, and find out the people! ”
"Yes!"
…………
In the forest, a small river flows slowly.
Carrying an object wrapped in a hide, he went ashore and opened the hide, revealing the dark brown object inside.
"How did you grow into a ball?"
Tsa opened the whole dress, only to see a huge egg lying in the clothes.
It is also not accurate to say that it is an egg, it has a hard case, but not as brittle as an eggshell, to the point of a cocoon.
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In the forest, a small river flows slowly.
Carrying an object wrapped in a hide, he went ashore and opened the hide, revealing the dark brown object inside.
"How did you grow into a ball?"
Tsa opened the whole dress, only to see a huge egg lying in the clothes.
It is also not accurate to say that it is an egg, it has a hard case, but not as brittle as an eggshell, to the point of a cocoon. In the forest, a small river flows slowly.
Carrying an object wrapped in a hide, he went ashore and opened the hide, revealing the dark brown object inside.
"How did you grow into a ball?"
Tsa opened the whole dress, only to see a huge egg lying in the clothes.
It is also not accurate to say that it is an egg, it has a hard case, but not as brittle as an eggshell, to the point of a cocoon.
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