Shao Xuan and the others just planned to test the slave owners who were hiding in the Wanshi tribe, if there was a conflict between those slave owners, or if they disagreed with the people of the Wanshi tribe, it would be a good thing for Yanjiao, as long as the other party did not twist into a rope, it would be beneficial to Yanjiao.

Now there are more than one slave owner in the Wanshi tribe, according to the information I heard, except for the slave owner of Baishi City, who was most closely related to the Wanshi tribe at the beginning, there are more or less people in several other cities. It is difficult to think about the temperament of those slave owners, and want them to unite together.

"The leader of Wanshi must be very troubled now. Duokang said.

"No matter what happens to them, no matter what their reaction will be in the end, we will definitely fight this battle!" Ta Wei said as he stared fiercely in the direction of the Wanshi Tribe.

"Yes, just like Ah Xuan said, it's a big deal to plan together. "Returning to the valley is also the way.

Gui Yan was about to ask Shao Xuan some more things, when he saw Shao Xuan staring in one direction. He didn't say anything, observing what was over there.

Seeing this, Duo Kang and Ta stopped talking, and with their abilities, they could naturally detect something approaching in the grass under the forest next to them.

However, judging from the movement of the grass and what they felt, the thing that approached was not a threatening creature, so they didn't pay attention to it just now.

In the woods on the left, there is a rustling sound in the dense grass, and the sound is getting closer and closer, and you can clearly see the grass pole shaking.

Through the dense grass, they could tell what it was, even though they could only see a small speck of animal hair through the narrow gaps between the grasses.

It was a field mouse commonly seen in the mountains and forests, relatively small, fast and agile, just because it was too small. One is not a fierce beast, and the other is not much meat, for this creature that lives in the lower layers of the food chain, unless life is really difficult, generally speaking, except for some traps around the field to catch rats. Prevent them from destroying the crops in the field, on weekdays, the tribesmen don't look down on such guys, especially after coming to their hometown, life is much better, and now they skip it directly when they see wild mice.

The mountains and forests are so big, there are so many such wild mice, and seeing such a very ordinary-looking wild mouse here, the three of Duokang don't care. Just as he was about to retract his gaze, he saw Shao Xuan quickly pull out a spearhead dart from under the animal belt tied around his waist, without any pause, and flicked his arm.

The stone spearhead dart was like a gray cold light, shooting towards that side with a murderous intent.

Burst!

I heard the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh and nailing it to the ground in the grass, and then a trace of blood diffused out.

Shao Xuan walked over and took out a brown-gray field mouse from the grass that was smaller than a fist.

This wild mouse has not died yet. Shao Xuan pinched the handle of the spearhead dart and looked at the wild mouse that was still struggling on the dart.

A fierce red light flashed in the wild's wide eyes. Then it dimmed, like a haze, and the struggling body of the wild mouse stopped moving.

"Why, interested in such little things?" said Docom, laughing, "it's not tasty." ”

However, Shao Xuan was staring at the wild mouse that had lost his breath with a frown. Dokang smiled, "What's wrong?"

Ta and Gui Yu also knew that Shao Xuan would not be idle enough to hunt a wild mouse that could be found everywhere in the mountains and forests, so they stepped forward quickly and stared at the wild mouse carefully. Nothing strange was found.

"It feels like it's a little familiar. Shao Xuan said.

He had never seen this wild mouse, but just now, he suddenly had a feeling of being targeted, which was not something that an ordinary wild mouse could have.

"Have you seen it before?" asked Dokang. He wasn't as face-blind as Guangyi, but for this kind of little wild mouse that he could see from time to time, he felt that these little things all looked the same, how did Shao Xuan recognize it? Could it be that he could still recognize the smell like a beast?

Shao Xuan shook his head, "I haven't seen it, but it gives me the feeling that it is very similar to a kind of sand ant I saw when I was in Desert Colosseum before." ”

As soon as they heard Shao Xuan mention "Colosseum", the three big leaders immediately became serious.

"Slave owner?" asked Gui Yu.

They were wary of slave owners, especially after hearing about the completely different situation on the other side of the sea, and the slave owners were far more powerful than they thought. Although the tribesmen did not have any good feelings towards the slave owners because of those people in the desert, they had to admit that the slave owners were powerful, and naturally there were reasons and reasons for their strength, and some things were indeed admirable. Therefore, there is no room for any sloppiness in the affairs of slave owners, even more so than the treatment of the Wanshi tribe.

"It could be the slave owners who escaped from the desert, or it could be the people of Wanshi. Shao Xuan told him what he had encountered in Colosseum, when he followed the people of Fallen Leaf City to Colosseum with Lei and Tuo, he once saw a few sand ants in the room, at that time, several sand ants were wrapped in sapphire corpses in dung balls, Shao Xuan did not study carefully, but felt strange why there were sand ants there, and then he didn't find the reason, so it was over.

And now, here, Shao Xuan found a feeling similar to that given him by those sand ants, this wild mouse, something is wrong.

"Recently, everyone has been on guard," after thinking about it, Shao Xuan said again, "Let the tribe also get busy." ”

Shao Xuan didn't know how many such wild rats there were, and he didn't know if there were other beasts besides these wild mice, and it was always good to be on guard at such a critical time. If you can't feel the strangeness of those beasts, let the beasts come.

The three big leaders nodded again and again, they didn't expect this, because they hadn't encountered it, so they didn't know that there was such a method, if there was no Shao Xuan to remind them, maybe they would have said some secrets on the front foot, and the Wanshi tribe on the back foot would have known.

And when the wild mouse was nailed to death by Shao Xuan, the Wanshi tribe was in a big stone house in the center of the tribe.

The man sitting on a hide spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the blood from his mouth dripped onto the bone ornaments around his neck that were carved into the shape of various skulls. At this time, his face was pale, his muscles twitched, and his eyes were grim, with undisguised annoyance. Distorted face. It looks even more hideous.

"How?!" asked the head of the Ten Thousand Stones, anxiously.

"Crucified one!" the young Wanshi Wu breathed heavily, the feeling of being out of control was very bad.

He remembered what he had encountered when he was in the desert again, and he still remembered that time, in order to please the young master of Baishi City, he took out the sand ants that he had raised with great difficulty, and guided those sand ants to do things, but he didn't expect it. None of those sand ants could come back! As a result, not only did they fail to solve the request of the young master of Baishi, but they were also seriously damaged!

That breath hasn't been swallowed yet, and now it's happening again!

At the beginning, before he broke all the consciousness connection with those sand ants, he had seen a fire, but it was more vague, and it seemed to be a horn in the fire, he didn't know what it was at the time, and although there were various speculations later, but he couldn't be sure. Right now. He could finally determine what the fire ball represented.

It's the Flame Horn Man!!

This time, before he disconnected the mice, he "saw" the fire again, very clearly, the fire was very large, much larger and much clearer than the last time the sand ants had seen it, and he "saw" that there was a double-horned thing in the fire, that is, the totem of the flame horn! And the man who crucified the wild mouse he sent. It's just a Flame Horn Man!!

It's a Flame Horn Man every time!

The Flame Horn Man is simply a bad star!

After knowing the result, the leader of the ten thousand stones, Dangqi, broke out a series of angry invectives. Of course, it's not the scolding Wanshi Wu. He scolded the Yanjiao people. However, when he was scolding Yanjiao, he also scolded Wan Shiwu with a word of "waste" in his heart.

Two years ago, when the young witch came back from the desert, he was so arrogant that he always felt that he was so bullish that he didn't even pay attention to the leader, and then something happened in the desert. This side is under control again, and it is a little more divided.

When Wan Shiwu was panting, when he was scolding, the other people standing in the room hung their heads and said nothing. A person who is fierce to his subordinates on weekdays. Here, they all stand there like children who have made mistakes, for fear of being noticed.

When the scolding was over, the others raised their heads slightly, and discussed with them about the upcoming war with the Yanjiao tribe. The people present are all at least the small boss level in the Wanshi tribe, and they have participated in attacking other tribes in the past, if they fight small tribes, they rush forward one by one, and the loot will come first and first, and the people with slow hands will be gone. However, in this battle with Yanjiao, they have no bottom in their hearts. They never imagined that they would encounter a situation of being beaten in their lifetime, and Yanjiao would declare war on them!

The situation of the Wanshi tribe now fully illustrates a sentence: if you go out to rob, you always have to pay it back.

"What will happen to the slave owners?" said Tsukasa as he looked at the Ten Thousand Stone Witches.

After such a while, Wan Shiwu had already relieved his breath, thought about it, and said, "I guess it's not good." ”

Bangqi violently smashed a nearby wooden table to pieces.

"Those ......" wanted to scold, but they were still afraid of the slave owners, who knew if there were slave owners around who were listening?

The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I became, holding back my anger and inhaling hard.

"Really...... Do you really want to fight? I heard...... The people of Flame Horn are quite strong......" one of the small leaders stammered. He made a contribution when he went out to rob a small tribe at the end of last year, and he was promoted, compared to several other senior leaders, he was still too young, and he didn't know what to say, and he could never say it at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the little leader's words fell, he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and the strong murderous impact made his legs weak.

He was not given a chance to beg for mercy at all, and a shadow appeared in front of the little leader. On the raised arm, there was a terrifying power hidden under the bulging muscles, and when it rushed out with a fist, it was like a cannonball being fired, and the sound of breaking through the air hissed, like a ferocious poisonous snake, sending out its deadly killing intent.

The punch that rushed out slammed into the chest of the little boss who had just spoken, and the powerful impact and the power brought by this punch directly made the little leader's back explode, and blood spurted backwards with minced flesh.

When he withdrew his arm, he still had a lump of minced meat in his hand, which was the heart.

The little leader couldn't see the hole in his body, and the look of horror on his face didn't subside, and he fell down with a thud.

The other leaders in the room seemed to have expected such a scene, and did not look at it more, but shivered for a moment, and then hung their heads in silence.

The room was filled with thick gore, which made the atmosphere even more stagnant.

He shook off the blood and scraps of flesh on his hands, didn't look at the people who fell to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid of the Yanjiao people?! They are a fart! We can dig their fire pit once, and we can dig it a second time!" This was said to other people, but also to himself.

Wan Shiwu sat on the thick animal skin and didn't speak, but when he lowered his head, his eyes flashed with disapproval, he didn't take Yanjiao seriously before, but now, he felt more and more uneasy, especially the strange situation in the fierce beast mountain forest a few days ago, which made him worry until now. However, he didn't feel that there was any existential threat, and the fire in the fire pit had become bigger and more vigorous these days.

It's good that the fire is there, and it can save your life.

On the other side of the Wanshi tribe, the stone houses built are very different from the original style of the Wanshi tribe, and there is no pattern of the Wanshi tribe.

This is the place of the slave owners, and after coming to the Wanshi tribe, they set aside such a place, and the leaders of Wanshi disagreed...... How could the leader of the Ten Thousand Stones disagree, and without the support of their slave owners, the Ten Thousand Stones tribe could have reached the point where it is today?

At this time, in a stone house, several slave owners were gathering together to discuss.

In front of them, there was a scroll of animal skin, the one that the Flamehorn tribe had thrown from the spear tied to it.

"Well, have you figured it out?" said an older slave owner.

"Do you still need to think about it? This kind of time is not suitable for hard work at all. A young slave owner lying crookedly in a chair said. Although he didn't look very old, there was also a bit of customary momentum in his words, indicating that he had a good status in the desert, and on his clothes, there was also the symbol of the Heavenly Wheel City in the desert.

A chubby slave owner of the same age next to him hugged a female slave, and quickly answered: "Yes, yes, it's not suitable for war, if Wanshi wants to fight, let them fight it, we don't need to make a move, besides, the Yanjiao people hate the Wanshi tribe, and this animal skin scroll shows that the Yanjiao people actually don't want to clash with me head-on." ”

The expressions of the other people in the room were varied, and they quickly exchanged glances, testing each other's opinions, and they didn't want to show their thoughts at this time, the former young master of Baishi City glanced at the people in the room, and saw that these people were thoughtful for a while, and soon they were sad, their eyes were full of solemnity, and after a while, they seemed to be connected, and they secretly said badly, the longer the discussion here, the more unfavorable the situation became, he was one of the few people here who supported the Wanshi tribe, but unfortunately, he couldn't convince others, just look at the young master of Tianlun City who spoke first, there are big differences here。

Some people feel that if the Wanshi tribe suffers, they, the slave owners, will not be able to please them, and supporting the Wanshi tribe is supporting themselves.

But some people feel that the Wanshi tribe is no longer under control, it is better to let Yanjiao extinguish the prestige of Wanshi, so that it is easier to control, and some people even faintly hope that the Yanjiao people will quickly extinguish the fire of Wanshi, and they will be able to accept more Wanshi soldiers as slaves, perhaps, they can also take advantage of the war to mess with many Yanjiao people as slaves?

In the eyes of these slave owners, the tribesmen are all slaves, and countless slaves are the hope of their rise.

Let's fight, let's fight, it's better to lose both, and then they take the opportunity to extinguish the fire on both sides and collect a large number of people!

I'm looking forward to it.

Several slave owners secretly clanged their abacus. (To be continued......)