The enraged Mamian and Falcon tribes launched a frenzied attack, and the Gou tribe worked together to finally push them back.

Then, the two tribes reluctantly retreated, and each returned to its own tribe.

There was a conflict between the two tribes when they left, and the cause was those arrows stuck in Ma Lang's body, and the two tribes fought.

The Falcon tribe lost half of its men, but managed to escape, because of the conflicts within the tribe of Mamian and mutual restraint and quarrel.

The Gou tribe was full of joy, the crisis was finally resolved, the tribe was rebuilding, spring plowing began, and everything was developing in a good way.

In the herb hall, Mo Fei was removing the bandage, and Mo Xiaoya was helping him wipe the residue of the ointment applied on his body, as before, Mo Fei's injury was healed again in one day.

Murphy looked at Aunt Mei who was sitting on the side drinking tea, and said with a sneer: "Grandma, I'm ashamed!

"I want his head to do something, it's disgusting!" Aunt May glanced at Murphy angrily.

"Okay, it's good that you have that heart, take care of yourself, don't be so desperate!" Aunt Mei waved her hand to drive Murphy away, but her tone was no longer so bad.

Leaving the Herb Hall, Mo Xiaoya accompanied Mo Fei on the road, and along the way, everyone nodded to Mo Fei with respect.

"That's Ma Lang!" people admired, and still think that what Murphy did was so dreamy, the first warrior of the Ma Mian tribe was killed by this young man.

Mo Xiaoya looked at her man proudly, as if she was the one who killed Ma Lang.

In the past, Murphy's reputation relied on legends, and there was always a sense of etherealism, but now Murphy's real achievements are in front of everyone, letting people know that legends are not just legends, but really creating legends.

In the following days, Murphy's deeds were passed among the Gou people, and the heat had not yet gone down, but Murphy was keenly aware of some abnormalities.

Gou Yuan was training his troops, while the old priest was sitting cross-legged in the earthen house, with three green lanterns shining brightly, and he didn't talk to anyone.

In this way, more than ten days passed.

On this day, the old priest walked out of the earthen house, walked up to the earthen wall tremblingly, and silently looked up at the sky.

Murphy passed by and walked up and asked, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

The old priest glanced at Murphy, his eyes flashed with wisdom, and he said slowly, "Wait for the wind to come!"

As soon as the words fell, a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky, the wind howled, rolling up the old priest's white hair, and a large black cloud suddenly surged into the sky in the north, spreading towards the south.

In Murphy's memory, the spring rain was as thin as a cow's hair, soft and endless, but today, the pouring rain smashed on Murphy's body under the wind and slammed his head and face, allowing Murphy to truly understand the vagaries of the weather in the Great Wilderness.

"Uncle, let's go back!"

Murphy went up to help the old priest, but was pushed away by the old priest, and in the rainstorm, the old priest let out laughter.

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end!

"Yes, it's time for revenge!"

Gou Yuan or the Gou clan stood in the torrential rain with a hundred warrior towers, the wind and rain washed their pitch-black armor, splashed mist of water, and flowed with the breath of iron-blooded slaughter.

"Yesterday's three hundred warriors, today's two hundred new mounds, tell me! How did they die!" Gou Yuan shouted angrily.

"Killed by the Falcon Tribe and the Mamian Tribe!" the hundred warriors hated.

"What did they die for!"

"For the sake of the tribe!" the warrior did not hesitate and responded loudly to Gou Yuanhe.

"Can their blood be shed in vain?"

"Can't!"

"Then, starting with the Falcon Tribe, blood for blood and tooth for tooth!" Gou Yuan shouted with his arms raised.

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

Everyone shouted.

Gou Tingting and other female dependents stepped forward with wine jugs and poured a bowl of wine for each warrior, and the old priest poured Gou Yuan or full of words with his own hands: "I wish you victory!"

"Good luck!"

"Good luck!" ......

A hundred warriors raised their bowls and shouted, and drank the wine mixed with the rain.

Gou Yuan or pulled out the iron halberd, strode down the earthen wall, stepped on the iron thistle beast, and finally glanced back at the tribe, and said to the hundred warriors: "Two hundred new mounds will add new mounds, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Then let's fight!" Gou Yuan laughed and rushed into the rain curtain first.

"Let's fight!" the warrior roared, following behind Gou Yuan or Gou, killing into the distance.

"Let go of me! I'm going too! Don't pull me!" Murphy struggled to struggle, but was held down by a few "beauties", and he couldn't break free.

"This is the way of the tribe, you have your way!Follow me!" The old priest turned around, and a "beauty" put on a robe for him, and Murphy looked at the old priest's back, lonely and weak, like an abandoned traveler stepping into a self-dug grave.

Murphy followed the old priest to the earthen house, where the old priest had lived since the disappearance of the sacrificial ground.

A fire lit up in the house, and the old priest and Murphy sat against each other.

"Why don't you let me go!" Murphy was still wrestling with the question.

"Because you're a Stranger!" said the old priest slowly.

"What kind of reasoning is this, how can I say that I am also a strong fighter!" Murphy was even more incomprehensible.

"To protect you, and to protect the tribe!" the old priest looked at Murphy with a complicated expression.

Murphy rubbed his head and said, "I don't understand!"

"In a radius of three thousand miles, there is not a single person with special abilities, this probability is too small! In the outside world, although there are few people with special abilities, they are not scarce to this extent, generally speaking, it is normal for five or six people with special abilities to appear within a hundred miles. ”

The old priest is old, and he thinks about it more, the great wilderness is three thousand miles, although the population density is smaller than the outside world, but it is not much smaller, there is no reason why only one Murphy has become a stranger within three thousand miles. He is very old, and he is a sacrifice, and in his old age he is psychic, and he will always foresee some things more or less.

He smelled the conspiracy, but after all, he was just an old priest of a primitive tribe, and he only knew more about the outside world than the people here, he didn't know what the conspiracy was, he was uneasy, he felt that he couldn't expose the fact that Murphy was a stranger.

The insiders can say that they can still keep the secret for a short time, but not the outside world, especially the Falcon tribe. The look in Murphy's eyes was very wrong when the Li Juying Eagle left.

Because the arrow that pierced Murphy was shot by him, and it didn't take long for Murphy to reappear, fight against Ma Lang, and actually kill Ma Lang.

Perhaps, Li Juying guessed something.

The old priest can't let go of the existence of hidden dangers, this time Gou Yuan or lead the team to go out, not only for the revenge of the clan, but more importantly, to get rid of this hidden danger.

"Uncle, can the boss bring a hundred warriors to take out the Falcon Tribe?" Murphy was worried.

The old priest leaned against the window, looked at the gloomy sky outside and said: "This kind of weather is the most suitable for raids, the strength of the falcon tribe lies in the domesticated falcons, the wind and rain, and the gloomy light, these conditions directly abolished their most powerful minions, and in close combat, those who are good at bows and arrows are originally abused by warriors, not to mention that the light is not good! It weakens the strength of the falcon tribe even more, and the only thing I care about is how much the loss of my clan's warriors is!"

The old priest looked at Murphy and said, "Next, let's talk about you!"

Murphy was stunned and said, "How am I?"

"I want you to leave the Gou clan and go to the outside world!"