Walking off the high platform in a daze, facing the excited Lina, Leach thought that the next thing was to uncover the mystery of the Daughter of God, but Nilk's next sentence made him want to scold his mother.

"After the selection, please ask the patriarchs of each tribe to stay, and everyone will discuss together how to go on our road in the future!"

"Is this the end?" Leach looked at the crowd that was gradually dispersing, "What about me, didn't I win, what is the situation now?"

In Leach's mind, such a grand ceremony, when the dust settled, even if there was no grand celebration, but no matter what, there had to be a solemn handover ceremony, such a hasty matter, he, the ultimate victor, was also so unpopular, no matter how you look at it, it seems too hasty.

As he stood dumbfounded, not knowing what to do next, Kumar walked over.

"Kuma, what should I do now?" asked Leach before Kuma could stand still.

"Do what?" Kumar was stunned for a moment when asked, "Do what you have to do, do you need me to teach you?"

"What about your sister......"

"Oh, so you said that!" Kumar said suddenly, "I forgot to tell you, my sister can't meet you immediately after the selection ceremony." According to the rules of our prairie, the daughter of the god must pray to the god of the prairie for a week before she can start a new life before she can start a new life before she can follow the chosen person to leave. ”

"That's it......" When he heard that he couldn't see the true face of Ti Xinli'er for the time being, Leach was a little disappointed.

Seeing Leach's expression in his eyes, Kuma couldn't help but tease: "What, do you have an idea for my sister?" Don't worry, it's only a few days, and then my sister will be your person, don't worry!"

After saying that, Kumar also handed Leach a look that everyone understands.

As soon as the words fell, Leach felt a chill in his back, and hurriedly defended: "What are you talking about, I'm just a little curious, that's all!

Kumar didn't think much about it, and when he heard this, he really stopped dwelling on this issue, and instead said: "That's right, just now the patriarch of Muhandil asked me to send you a message, and I want you to go to him after dark, he seems to have something to tell you. ”

"Something, follow me?" said Leach, confused. He had only a few acquaintances with Muhandyer, so what was there to talk about alone, and it was still at night.

"I don't know. Kumar shrugged, "Anyway, it won't be a bad thing, when Patriarch Muhandil told me just now, his expression was quite relaxed, so you can rest assured." Uh, what's wrong?"

Kumar said as he noticed that Leach was looking at him with a strange gaze, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"I said, Kumar, didn't you always grit your teeth when you talked about the patriarch of Muhandir, if I'm not mistaken, your father's death seems to have something to do with him, right......?

Hearing this, Kumar's face turned red and he twisted: "Hehe, don't tell anyone else when I say it." I know very well about my father's death, my grandfather told me a long time ago, strictly speaking, this has nothing to do with Patriarch Muhandir, the reason why I have always had that attitude towards him before, in fact, is because of the hatred between our two tribes, so I have to keep thinking about him in a bad way. In fact, since I was very young, except for my father, the person I admired the most was him, and now that the hatred between our two tribes has been resolved, I naturally don't have to pretend to be hostile to him!"

Kumar's revelations caught everyone by surprise, and they all looked at him with shocked eyes. No way, this turn of events came too suddenly.

Uncomfortable to be seen by everyone, Kumar hurriedly instructed Leach to "go to the appointment on time", and then hurriedly said goodbye and left, and did not forget to ask everyone to help him keep it secret before leaving.

After sending Kumar away, Leach hurried away before Lena could start a new round of encouragement and education on the pretext of going to Nilk to discuss how to free the Enchantress.

Of course, Leach couldn't really go to Nilk, although if he wanted to rescue the Enchantress, who was half buried in the sand, he would have to rely on the power of the steppe people, but Nilke had said that he would gather the leaders of all the tribes to discuss major matters, and at this time, Litch would naturally not join in the fun because of his own selfishness.

The reason why he found an excuse to run away was because he was afraid of Lina's enthusiasm, and it was better to say that Leach couldn't stand the fact that he would find her a wife at every turn.

After nearly two hours of wandering around the Windowl Tribe, Leach walked towards the Frostwolf Tribe's headquarters as night fell.

Muhantil seemed to have already been angry with his guards, and when Leech explained his intentions, the guards did not even need to go in to report the steps, and took Leech directly to Muhantil's tent.

"Leach, you are here, sit down, have you eaten, come with me if you haven't eaten!" After seeing Leach, Muhandil smiled on his face, looked very kind, and beckoned Litch to sit down.

Because he had been avoiding Lena, Leach hadn't eaten since the audition, and at this time, the tip of his nose smelled the aroma of roasted lamb shanks in the tent, and his stomach rumbled.

"Haha, it looks like I haven't eaten it, just come and try the craftsmanship of our frost wolf tribe and see how it compares with the wind owl tribe. Muhantil laughed, "Come, come and have another copy as you just did!"

The steppe people's cooking of mutton is really not covered, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the juice is cross-flowing, which makes Leach's appetite move.

But if he really wanted to judge which tribe of the Wind Owl or the Frostwolf made the better food, Leach couldn't say. For a person who has been dealing with bread and milk for many years, and can only open a small stove when he is on a mission, whether it is the food enjoyed in the Fengxiao tribe or the fragrant roast leg of lamb in front of him, for him, in addition to being delicious, it is delicious, as for who makes it better, only God knows.

With the mellow mare's milk wine, Leach quickly wiped out a whole leg of roast lamb. Licking the little minced meat off his fingers, Leach was still a little unsatisfied, but as a guest, he was not embarrassed to ask Muhandil to add another meal.

After eating and drinking, Leach finally remembered what was going on, sat upright, and asked, "Patriarch Muhandir, I don't know what you have to tell me about it?"