"Wait. With a wave of his hand, the black-robed village chief stopped their rain of arrows and bows, and then said, "I don't know who built this little village? ”

His voice was old and hoarse, as if it came out of his throat, and it was as unpleasant to hear it as a crow crow.

Grandpa Ling also asked everyone to suspend archery, and replied: "Friends come with wine, robbers come with hunting bows, I advise you, turn back to the shore." ”

"Hahaha, the person who wants to speak is the builder and protector of this village. The black-robed village chief let out a hoarse long laugh and said: "I can't hide it, we are from Dongshan Tao Village, the air there is not as fresh as here, and the veins are not as good as here, and the gods of my village blessed this village last night and opened up a road to this place for this village. ”

"In that case, you are the robbers of the invasion. Grandpa Ling's figure appeared in his sight and stood at the entrance of the village.

He was on crutches, energetic, his hair was open, and there was an immomentum when he stood there.

Seeing Grandpa Ling appear, the triangular eyes of the black-robed village chief narrowed, although there was a small distance apart, but he saw Grandpa Ling clearly as in front of him.

The black-robed village chief said to Grandpa Ling: "I will give you a chance now, that is, to lead your clan to bow down to me, I will make you a member of my Peach Village, and even make you the Great Elder, when the time comes, I will expand this place, and with the help of this Feng Shui treasure land of the clouds, dragons, winds and tigers, it will develop into a great tribe of Dongshan, the Peach God Clan." ”

"Hahaha, it's a dream. Grandpa Ling laughed, as if he was listening to a big joke.

The black-robed village chief has already drawn a beautiful blueprint for the future, which shows how much he likes the feng shui treasure of Dongshan Village, and likes it to the point of greed.

"Grandpa Ling!" Wang Zhong just woke up, hurriedly ran to Grandpa Ling's side, and when he saw this posture, he didn't miss the time, but made up for the consumption of spirit in this meditation, and even digested the artistic conception experience of being in the dark and the heart towards the light, and his strength in the Ming Word Realm was raised to a higher level.

"Kid, that's good. When Grandpa Ling saw the glint in Wang Zhong's eyes, he knew that Wang Zhong had improved a lot in this meditation practice.

Of course, he didn't know the artistic conception of cultivation that Wang Zhong had realized before, which was the key to Wang Zhong's cultivation of strength.

"Grandpa Ling, this ugly old man is not only ugly, but also ugly in heart. Wang Zhong glanced at the black-robed village chief and said with a mocking smile.

The black-robed village chief glared at Wang Zhong's eyes, and immediately became furious, shouting: "Maotou boy, you are the one who killed my people just now." ”

"That's right, it's you and me. Not to be outdone, Wang Zhong replied: "Do you still have to be reasonable to deal with you evil invaders?" ”

"You just said that you want to use the feng shui here to develop your hundreds of villagers into the largest tribe in Dongshan?" Situ Yan walked out under Wang Yanran's support, staring at the black-robed old man with cold eyes, his tone full of disdain and coldness.

Grandpa Ling quietly told Wang Zhong that Situ Yan was willing to teach him the burning technique, which made Wang Zhong happy.

Hearing Situ Yan's words with disdain, the black-robed village chief stared at her carefully with triangular eyes.

The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, until finally his body trembled slightly, and he pointed at Situ Yan and said in astonishment: "You...... You are from the Situ tribe...... Situ Yan...... Situ Yi's daughter!"

Seeing the reaction of the black-robed village chief, Wang Zhongdu was impressed by Situ Yan, and he couldn't imagine that such a person with injuries and illnesses could scare the black-robed village chief with all his eyes like this.

Of course, Wang Zhong knows that the most important reason for this is the five words "Situ tribe".

"You remember me, it's good. Situ Yan replied coldly: "Now I give you a choice, either go back to your home, go back to your peach village, and continue to live your life in peace, or stay and join my Situ tribe, and obey my command from now on." ”

"This ......" The black-robed village chief was embarrassed, how could he meet someone from the Situ tribe here? Moreover, she was the daughter of the patriarch of the Situ tribe, which was very embarrassing.

The small ethnic groups that have thrived in this reckless Dongshan for generations basically know the two most powerful tribes in this Dongshan.

One is the Baili tribe.

The second is the Situ tribe.

Momomura belongs to a small group that has lived in Dongshan for generations, and of course he knows how powerful the tribe is.

It is a totemic power that is guarded by the gods, a race that is blessed and protected by the gods, in short, a tribe is a race of the gods.

"Didn't you just say that this is where you end up? Grandpa Ling also passed the word, but supported them to stay and become members of the Situ tribe.

"Grandpa Ling?" Wang Zhong shouted softly as he didn't understand.

"As long as we can get through this catastrophe safely, everything is worth it. Grandpa Ling also whispered to Wang Zhong that this is actually the best result, after all, there are many people on the other side, even if Situ Yan is from the tribe, but he is also weak, and it is not known whether the Situ tribe still exists.

If these people in Taocun have the mood that they would rather be broken than broken, then the result is what Grandpa Ling doesn't want to see.

The black-robed village chief was obviously embarrassed, frowning between weighing the pros and cons.

And the heavily armed Taocun villagers can't and dare not say anything, they clearly know the strength of the tribe, in front of the tribe, they are like little mice in front of the tiger.

At this time, their backbone was only with the black-robed village chief, and no matter what the black-robed village chief's decision was, they could only accept it.

However, some people want to go back and continue to live a peaceful life in Taocun and live a life without conflict, and of course, there are also people who want to join the Situ tribe, become a member of the tribe, and be protected by the gods.

Finally, one of them couldn't help the thoughts in his heart, and said, "Village Chief, either we can go back and continue to live in peace." ”

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there were opponents who suggested joining the Situ tribe.

For a while, those who didn't dare to speak all opened their mouths and expressed their wishes, and the scene became lively for a while, which also annoyed the village elders in black robes and made them quiet.

"I've thought about it. The black-robed village chief looked at Situ Yan with a look of decision in his eyes.

Say. Situ Yan was crisp and neat.

PS: What is the decision of the old man in the black robe? Welcome to say your answer, it's a new week, a new list, come on, everyone.