Chapter 343: Mountain Barbarian Tribe

When she heard the sound of the bell ringing, Eiffel suddenly stood up from the stool: "It's not good, this is the alarm bell of our tribe, and the people of the whole village are in a hurry to gather urgently, it must be someone from the mountain barbarian tribe." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Before Xing Shuchen could ask anything, then Yi Fei'er hurriedly ran outside: "I'll go out and have a look, you stay here, don't move, Logge, follow me." ”

As he spoke, the leopard got up from the ground and ran out with Ifeel.

After she and Logge went out, the question Xing Shuchen wanted to ask was finally asked: "Do you want me to help?"

In fact, he wanted to say this just now, but the Effie said it too quickly, and he didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

He only said one word, and the other party had already run out of the door, leaving Xing Shuchen with a helpless face on the bed, and said the next few words awkwardly.

But he thought about it, he was seriously injured now, let alone people, and he might not be able to beat even a chicken, so it was better to stay honest and not go to join in the fun.

He thought so in his head, but his body struggled to get up from the bed. He knew that he was seriously wounded, but there was a saying that a thin camel is bigger than a horse.

No matter how bad he is, he is also a genuine Gradually Enlightened monk, and he is better than Yifei'er, a little girl who has just known the fourfold.

Thinking like this, he climbed out of bed with great difficulty, and limped outside.

He went out, but he ignored one thing, he himself was a road idiot......

Xing Shuchen was "struggling" here, and at this time, at the entrance of the village of the Xiaoyun tribe, all the fallen people gathered here, looking at the dust in the distance, a team of people riding wildebeest horses was galloping towards them.

In an instant the group came close to them, and the leader took the head of the wildebeest, and the rest of the men stopped.

They didn't dismount, they just watched them on their horses. Suddenly, one of them spoke, saying, "Why don't your patriarchs and high priests come here in person, our priest of the mountains?"

What he said obviously had a different meaning, their mountain barbarian tribe was just a priest, but they needed the high priests and elders of the Xiaoyun tribe to come out to worship, isn't this obviously belittling the Xiaoyun tribe.

Sure enough, after the man said this, countless angry voices suddenly came from the crowd of the Xiaoyun Tribe.

At this moment, at the very back of the crowd, there was a heavy cough. After hearing this coughing sound, the crowd of the Xiaoyun tribe stopped the noise and opened a road automatically, and bowed their heads to the two of them, talking about the high priest and the patriarch.

Out of it came an old man, carrying a cane not just made of wood, with strips of cloth haphazardly decorated on it.

Behind him, there was a stout middle-aged man, and the two of them came all the way to the front of the crowd, quietly watching the leader on the horse.

The old man in front of him was relatively calm, but the middle-aged man behind him was obviously a little irritable, and he only heard him shout loudly to the guy who said just now that they should come to worship: "Haida, who do you say you want to worship?"

The strength of the patriarch of the Xiaoyun tribe was obviously much stronger than that Haida, and with just one sentence, Haida was so frightened that he even took a few steps back.

As he retreated, the priest named Pulai also took a few steps forward, blocking the coercion of the Celestial Cloud Tribe for Naheida.

This person knows that his identity is definitely different from the others, and even the wildebeest under the seat is a circle bigger than others.

After standing in front of Na Haida, he smiled at the patriarch of the Xiaoyun tribe: "Haida, he didn't mean that, he just said that he didn't see the high priest of Itomeng and the patriarch of Li Man, and he was a little curious about where the two of them went." ”

Regarding his explanation, the old man with the wooden staff was noncommittal, but just snorted coldly and said: "What is the reason why the priest of Pulai, who doesn't know the mountain barbarian tribe, has led so many people to my Xiaoyun tribe today?"

Seeing that the other party asked so bluntly, Na Pulai didn't detour anymore, but said directly to the point: "That's the case, I'm here this time, or for the thing that our patriarch and you said last time, marriage."

You know, our Young Master Wuqi is the most talented and powerful genius among the tribes within a radius of hundreds of miles, and he is even valued by the sects in Luowu City.

And the granddaughter of the High Priest of Idomon, Miss Ifiel, is recognized as the most beautiful Gesang flower of all the nearby tribes.

Our young master Wuqi can be said to be very fond of him, and he has begged our patriarch to propose marriage to him several times, and our patriarch has also told you about this matter before, but you have never given him a clear answer.

You know, our patriarch is such a child, and the patriarch pampered him like the sun in his palm. So I couldn't resist his anxious request, and sent me to inquire again. I wonder High Priest Itomon, how are you thinking about it?"

As he spoke, he nodded and smiled at Ifiel in the crowd, who was a little frightened and hid behind Narog, not daring to look at him.

Log raised his head and roared fiercely at the wildebeest mount of Naprai, and Logge, who only knew the strength of the fivefold at the beginning, almost fell to his knees when the other party's wildebeest mount was comparable to the eightfold one.

Naprai also glanced at Logg in some surprise, and then turned to look at Idomon, as if waiting for his reply.

But when he saw what Idomon wanted to say, he suddenly spoke again: "That's right, you know that our mountain barbarian tribe is the most powerful tribe within a radius of hundreds of miles.

As for your Xiaoyun tribe, the strength is also superior, if our two tribes join forces, we will definitely be able to unify all the tribes in this vicinity.

At that time, even in the Witch City, there will definitely be a place for us. High Priest Itomon, you need to think it through. ”

He didn't say anything on the surface, but in fact, it was full of threats, warning them that the strength of the Xiaoyun tribe was not as good as their mountain barbarian tribe, so let this Idomon High Priest think about it.

However, the High Priest of Itomon was not so easily frightened by him, otherwise he would not have become the High Priest of the Xiaoyun Tribe.

I saw that he first avoided the other party's edge, and said leisurely: "Your patriarch and high priest have great ambitions, and they still want to enter Luowu City."

It's not a good place, though, and I don't think even all the nearby tribes might be able to get a good deal out there. So this water, I think it's better for me to not go to the Xiaoyun tribe. ”

Hearing him say this, Na Pu Lai's brows suddenly furrowed, and he just wanted to say something, but was preempted by Ito Mon:

"As for what you said about the marriage, I'm sorry, but Fei'er and his parents decided that in five days' time, we would hold a Gesang ceremony for her and choose a husband for her from all the tribes. I believe that the invitation will soon be sent to your mountain tribe. ”

Their so-called Gesang ceremony is actually a competition to recruit relatives, and among the school-age children of all tribes, the right person is selected. It's just called differently.

When he heard that the Gesang ceremony was going to be held for Ifeier, not to mention anyone else, even Ifeier herself was stunned.

Na Pulai was also stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Hahaha, well, I didn't expect that the high priest of Idomon was even more anxious than my family patriarch to inform the various tribes of this matter, what a heart." ”

Idomon looked at him and suddenly said, "Do you think that your tribe's Uqi is really sure to win?"

Na Pulai snorted coldly and said, "Could it be that High Priest Itomeng thinks that among the tribes around here, there will be a genius who is more powerful than my young master?"

Itomon smiled slightly: "It's hard to say. ”

"Then let's wait and see, when it comes to the Gesang ceremony, our young master Wuqi will definitely bring Miss Yifei back in a dignified manner, and we will also pass on this news to our patriarch, so we won't stay long, let's go!"

As he spoke, Naplay led his men and turned away, leaving only a puff of dust.

And after seeing them leave, everyone gathered around, and Yifeier was the first to rush up, and said urgently: "Grandpa, when did you say that you were going to hold a ceremony for me to Gesang?"

Old man Itomeng waved his hand: "Grandpa, is this also a helpless move, if you don't do this, I'm afraid that tomorrow the mountain barbarian tribe will come to attack our Xiaoyun tribe." ”

After he finished speaking, the patriarch of Nali Barbarian also spoke: "But after all, this is just a delaying tactic, whether it is our tribe or other tribes, there is no younger generation who is Wuqi's opponent." ”

Hearing his words, the high priest of Idomon shook his head: "No, that was once, and now we are here, I'm afraid there is a young man who can defeat Wuqi." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the back of the crowd and pointed to it, and everyone turned around, just in time to see that they had just found a position and were limping towards here, Xing Shuchen.