Chapter 117: For the sake of the tribe, it's okay to sacrifice a borg

"It turned out to be an orc from the Cloud Lion Tribe, and you are here too? I thought it was a wandering orc from somewhere! As the group approached, the two sides recognized each other.

Before the orcs of the Cloud Lion tribe could speak, they were preempted by the orcs of the Black Wolf Tribe.

It was the first warrior of the Black Wolf Tribe who spoke, and the rich sarcasm in his words was understood by the orcs of the Cloud Lion Tribe.

Many orcs clenched their fists angrily, as if they were going to rush up and fight each other in the next moment.

Si'er's gloomy gaze was placed on Uncle Wolf's body, and after flashing a trace of killing intent, he regained his composure and said with a smile, "It turned out to be the Black Wolf Tribe!" It's just that you black wolf tribe, when did you change the patriarch? Patriarch of the Wolf End! ”

The corners of Sir's mouth even had a chuckle, but the meaning of his words was not so friendly.

The implication of his words can be said to be quite ruthless.

Kill two birds with one stone.

First, it was to tell Uncle Wolf that he was not qualified to talk to him, he was the patriarch of the Cloud Lion Tribe, and he was just a warrior of the Black Wolf Tribe, and Uncle Wolf was not worthy at all.

Second, there is some meaning to sow discord, laughing at the wolf's lack of authority and letting an orc ride on his head.

When Sir's words fell, the faces of the orcs of the Black Wolf Tribe were not good.

Some of them glared at Uncle Wolf fiercely, angry that he was talking nonsense, allowing the orcs of the Cloud Lion tribe to catch the handle and make them a joke.

Some of them felt indignant for the wolf, and they actually lost face in front of the Cloud Lion tribe.

It's all to blame on Uncle Wolf.

Uncle Wolf was also iron-faced, glaring at Sir angrily.

He didn't expect that he would bury himself in the pit with a word.

actually made himself the target of public criticism.

"Patriarch Sir laughed, the patriarch of the black wolf tribe is still me, but the way you look now is really a little embarrassed, I think Uncle Wolf may be too surprised to blurt out, please don't blame." Wolf Mo said with a smile.

Then, he succeeded in blackening Syl's face.

It's really not a loss, is this a joke about the way he looks now?

Sir couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, not to mention, he felt embarrassed himself!

Si'er was no longer in the mood to deal with the wolf, and snorted coldly, "Naturally not, I'm too busy to take care of a little orc." ”

With that, Ser went back and sat down.

It's impossible to go out hunting.

There were no first and second warriors in the tribe, and he didn't feel comfortable keeping his people here.

After all, there is an old enemy black wolf tribe here!

If he leaves, he is afraid that his people will be bullied.

Quincy clearly knew what Sr was thinking, and glanced at the orcs of the Black Wolf tribe who were sitting in place eating their food not far away.

Looking at his side again, the clansmen who were already hungry and swallowed saliva couldn't help but sigh and stood up.

She picked two or three orcs males to follow her, "You guys go out with me." ”

Sr couldn't leave, so she had to leave.

Reagan, simply unreliable.

Otherwise, this time the tribe would not have suffered heavy losses.

"Be careful." Sir admonished, acquiescing to Quincy's approach.

Between the Cloud Lion Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe there has long been an irresolvable contradiction.

The orcs of the two tribes always can't help but pinch each other when they see each other.

However, the two sides did not completely tear their faces, maintaining a strange surface peace, and secretly guarding at the same time.

In addition, Si'er himself has some ideas, coveting a certain thing of the black wolf tribe, and the relationship between the two tribes is even worse.

As long as they can make each other deflated, they will not show mercy.

For example, Uncle Wolf just now, as well as Sir and Wolf.

After the two sides fell silent, they heard a rustling sound again.

This is, someone is coming again?

Then, slowly, in sight, a group of centaurs appeared, slowly approaching.

"Patriarch Borg, you're here too?" The wolf still moved forward, and after seeing the people who came clearly, he stood up and said hello.

The Black Wolf Tribe and the Tiger Tribe do not have a deep hatred, the relationship between the two tribes is not bad, and they also have mutual contact with each other on weekdays.

"Patriarch of the Wolf End? You're here too, huh? It seems that all of us wanted to go together, and we actually met here. Borg said with a laugh.

When I walked over, I was very happy to see the wolf, "It's just right, let's go together!" ”

The more people, the more powerful and safer they are.

During the heavy rainy season, Borg does not dare to take it lightly.

"Okay, I can't ask for it." Wolf Mo immediately agreed.

His ideas are similar to Borg's, and there is power in numbers.

Now is not the time to pursue the trivial matters of the past.

Let's get through the difficulties in front of us first.

"Patriarch Borg, you're here too?" Sir also came over to say hello, and the smile in his eyes did not reach the deepest level, and it was just polite.

Although the relationship between the Cloud Lion Tribe and the Tiger Tribe is not as tense as with the Black Wolf Tribe, it maintains a superficial friendship.

There is still constant friction between the two sides.

There are no major contradictions, and small frictions are constant.

There is also a rift between the two tribes.

"Patriarch Sir is also there? It's really fateful. The smile in Borg's eyes was not sincere, and with that honest face, it was a little funny.

Sir also laughed, "Yes, it's a coincidence, I didn't expect it to be the cold season yet, and everyone got together again." ”

"Then let's go together, and everyone will take care of each other, what do you say?"

Sir was not worried about walking with the Black Wolf Tribe, but he could go with the Tiger Tribe, so he took the lead in proposing it.

"Good"

Borg agreed, turned away, and returned to his own people.

He didn't really want to talk to Risle, he always felt that this person was too hypocritical, as if he was wearing a mask, and he couldn't see it clearly.

He still prefers wolf end and feels comfortable.

"You go and find the purple cloud you said, and find out which tribe she is, hurry up." Borg had just returned, but Eden had chased him away again.

In his heart, he was still thinking about Ziyun.

Always want to find Ziyun and leave people in the Tiger Tribe.

In this way, he can be his successor.

Best, Ziyun can marry Borg, and he is not afraid that Ziyun will leave suddenly.

For the sake of the Horde, it's okay to sacrifice a Borg.

Perhaps, Borg himself would like to?

Borg had no choice but to turn away again.

In fact, he himself also wanted to find Ziyun, wanted to see which tribe Ziyun was the female, and he didn't know if she would like to come to the Tiger Tribe?

I'd love to see her again.

I haven't seen her for so long, I really miss her.

Hopefully, this time, they can meet.

He won't let go anymore.

Thinking that he was about to meet Ziyun, Borg was in a particularly good mood, and walked briskly towards the Black Wolf Tribe.

The Tiger Tribe and the Black Wolf Tribe have a close relationship, so go to the Black Wolf Tribe first to have a look, and then open your mouth.

If not, go to the Cloud Lion Tribe.