The Celestial Tribe, which is not quiet at this time, still has a voice coming out of the house that represents Xijin.

In the middle of the room, there was a fire burning, which illuminated the room darkly, not bright, but it could see everything clearly.

"It's all arranged, right? If it is arranged, we will set off for Sunset Plains tomorrow morning, led by Jinpeng. "Jin Peng is another patriarch of the Celestial God Tribe.

Now, Xijin can't send out the elders to lead the team, and the remaining elder still needs to help deal with the affairs of the tribe.

Jin Peng, who was named, his face tensed in the dim light, and then suppressed all his reluctance and stood up, "Okay, I know." ”

He couldn't say no, and he couldn't say no.

No one would want to see that outcome here.

If he refuses, the other patriarchs may be drawn, and they will strongly oppose it for their own sake.

Not to mention Nishizu, how could he possibly agree?

Jinpeng understands that he can't change everything, he can only accept it.

I only hope that when he arrives at Sunset Plains, he can still protect himself.

Thinking of this, Jin Peng couldn't help but smile bitterly, perhaps, he would never come back to this place again.

Jin Peng knew that the various patriarchs had chosen the weakest orcs, and he himself was the same.

Even self-protection is a problem, how can you still be safe?

"You can go back and get ready, and leave early tomorrow morning." Nishijin waved his hand and said with a cold expression.

The secret of Sunset Plains, he must get his hands on it.

No matter what the price is, he has to get it.

Therefore, even if he knew that the clansmen who went this time would not return, he would not change his mind.

Xijin's cold appearance made the other patriarchs feel the same way.

Jinpeng's today may be their tomorrow.

Patriarchs, suddenly everyone began to endanger themselves.

"When you go back, think about it and see if there is any way to take the Sunset Plains as soon as possible." After Jinpeng left, Xijin said to the remaining patriarchs.

What can they say? Naturally, he agreed to it.

Regardless of whether you do it or not, you must have the right attitude.

In contrast, Xijin was very satisfied, seeing that the Heavenly God Tribe was united, he had a lot of pride in his heart.

Once he gets that secret and makes the orcs of the Celestial tribe stronger, he will be able to lead them to conquer more places.

At that time, the Celestial Tribe would become an existence that no one dared to provoke and could not match.

At that time, he was the king of the place, and all things had to be submitted to him.

Xijin imagined the future for a while, and his mood became extraordinarily good, waving his hand and letting him go generously.

"Go back, and see off Jinpeng tomorrow morning." Then, he was still immersed in the blood just now.

As long as he thinks of the world being the only one, Nishizu's heart can't calm down for a long time.

"Let's go, let's go see the honey." When he was in a good mood, Xijin wanted to find someone to share.

But in the huge tribe of gods, he couldn't find anyone to confide in.

After thinking about it and choosing it, he finally found that his heart, his joy and sorrow, could only be said to Mi Di.

To put it mildly, it is also ironic.

He didn't like her the most, and he hated her indifferent appearance the most.

But he had to come closer, because she was the only one who could say these things.

It's just her, and she won't say it even if she listens.

It's just that when he arrived outside Midi's house and looked at the darkness inside, Xijin suddenly lost this interest.

Whew, what's there to say, will she understand?

She won't, not only does she not understand, but she scoffs at him and despises him for what he does.

She would look at him with contempt, as if all his pursuits were dust in her eyes, not worth mentioning.

Why should he try to make himself unhappy?

After tomorrow, in a little while, he will be able to realize his vision and become the greatest orc.

There is not much to say.

Stepping on the light rain, Nishizu turned around and returned to his house.

Hmph, he's right, everything he did, was right.

He went back to rest well, and tomorrow he went to send the warriors of the tribe to wait for their triumphant return.

Nishijin left without hesitation, and the window behind him made a slight noise, and then calmed down.

The next day, when the sky was just dawning, the tribe of the gods was already lively.

Some people are coming and going in the house, and some people are busy loading things on their bodies.

There are also orcs who use animal skins as baggage, and put things they think are important in them.

There were also voices coming from several houses in the center, and soon after, people came out and went to the house in Nishijin.

Xijin has also gotten up at this time, and is taking care of himself, preparing to send off his people.

When he came out, the patriarchs gathered outside his house and waited quietly.

Jin Peng was even dressed in military uniform, and he brought all the equipment he usually hunted with him.

This is to go to the hardest, he must bring everything that can protect himself, and weapons are the things that can give people the most sense of security.

Nishijin was very satisfied with this and couldn't help but nod.

Well, Jin Peng seems to be taking this action seriously, and it seems that he can also be a little relieved.

With the support of Jinpeng, coupled with the command of Simeng and Shantu, and the cooperation of Youwenla, Luoli and Wuli, I believe that the Sunset Plain will be able to be taken down soon.

"By the way, when you go this time, bring a few more orcs from the owl clan, I don't care what the situation is over there, every five days, you must send me a letter." Nishijin commanded suddenly.

He didn't want to experience the feeling of knowing anything anymore, the anxiety and irritability, which drove Nishizu crazy.

He had to know everything about Sunset Plains, and he had to master every move on the battlefield.

In this way, he can know as quickly as possible how far his plan has been implemented.

You can also get what you want as quickly as possible.

"Yes" In this regard, Jinpeng could only obey and obediently agreed.

The owl clan is not his race, nor is it his people, he doesn't care.

I don't care if they're weak, if they can survive on the battlefield, and if you don't care if they'll die.

It was Nishizu's order, and he was just following orders.

The patriarch of the owl clan, Wenla, was in the Sunset Plains, and his people went with him, and there was no problem.

"Okay, let's go." Arrange everything, Nishijin said heroically.

The pride on his face, full of spirit, made him look majestic and ...... Dazzling.

A group of people appeared outside the Celestial Tribe.

Outside, the orcs were ready to go.

Xijin looked at the neat orcs with satisfaction, and only Jinpeng's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Oh, I'm really good at doing face projects!