Seeing Abarah's head lying quietly in the jungle, her eyes open like brass bells, and the corners of her eyes almost cracked, Tobulme felt as if a hand had been pulled in her heart, and her eyes were red, and tears fell down her eyes.

Tobulme threw himself at him, picked up Abarah's head, and wept bitterly.

"He is a wise man, a respectable old man......" Tang Jie's expression was surprisingly solemn, supporting his upper body with his arms, and slowly whispering on the stretcher, "He shouldn't have such a result." ”

"Who killed him?" said Tobulme, holding Abarah's head to his chest, screaming loudly, his eyes searching around as if he were looking for the murderer of Abarah.

Tobulme lost both parents at an early age and grew up beside Abarah, who was not her father, but he treated her like his own father, and Tobulme respected him as his own parents in his heart, as he respected the goddess Mavi.

Seeing Abarah's head in two places, Tobulme's voice was poignant and angry, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and Saiya, Yuni and even Hank and others knew that they were not murderers, but in the face of such a gaze, they also trembled in their hearts, and they didn't dare to look at him.

"Has the tragedy of our tribe finally befallen the Kokortan tribe?" Dadama looked at Tobulme silently, feeling sad that the rabbit had died and the fox had died.

Damama's grief and pain can be felt to some extent, but the others don't know much about it, Hank listened to Tobulme's cry and couldn't help but whisper: "Hell, be quiet, aren't you afraid of ambushes around?"

Although he was reasonable, Tobulme did not hear it, and still wept bitterly.

"Take me there. Tang Jie frowned and whispered to Saiya and Dadama.

Dadama glanced back at Tang Jie and instinctively frowned, but he still carried the stretcher to Tobulmay's side.

Tang Jie came to Tobulme's side, stretched out a hand, and pressed it on Tobulme's shoulder: "Do you want to know who killed him?"

This sentence is not ten thousand words of consolation, and Tobulme immediately stopped crying, and said with bloodshot eyes: "Do you know who it is?"

Tang Jie stared straight at Tobulme, and said calmly: "I don't know who it is, but I know that if you keep crying like this, you will never know who killed Abarah!"

Tobulme is not a very unreasonable and stupid person, but she was carried away by anger and sadness for a while, she heard Tang Jie's words at this time, bit her lip, she wiped her eyes, held Abarah's head and stood up: "You are right, we should speed up the pace, it is very likely that our tribe's foothold in the Holy Mountain has been destroyed!"

After speaking, Tobulme nodded to Tang Jie, indicating that she was fine, but her eyes were still full of pain.

Tang Jie looked at Tobulme with a smile: "You are a strong fighter who can handle everything, right?"

Tobulme smiled reluctantly, then turned and cut off a sturdy but slender piece of rattan with his knife, hung Abarah's head around his waist, and walked briskly forward.

The team began to move forward again, even faster than before.

"How the hell did Abaraha die, and who killed him?" these two questions tormented Tobulme's mind like a devil, and she couldn't calm down at all.

The scimitar in her hand swung wildly, slashing at everything in front of her.

Saiya was carrying the stretcher, but her eyes were fixed on Tobulmay's grumpy figure, and she whispered to Tang Jie, "Are you sure she's okay? Are you sure that anger and grief won't overwhelm her eyes and put us in danger from which we will never recover?"

Tang Jie looked at Tobulme and said with a smile: "It's okay, I believe in her, she is not a person who is easily conquered by anger and hatred. ”

Tang Jie's words were not loud, but they were just enough for the entire team to hear.

Hearing this, Dadama subconsciously glanced back at Tang Jie, she felt that this sentence seemed to be directed at her, full of sarcasm.

Hearing this, Tobulme's body was shaken, and his steps slowed down.

"Calm down, Topourme, you must be calm!" a voice shouted in Topourme's heart, she patted her cheek with her hand, and kept repeating her name in a low voice, so that she could slowly calm down.

Soon, Tobulme took a deep breath, and the pain, hatred, anger, and sadness in his eyes slowly dissipated and were replaced by composure and calmness.

Tobulme looked back and saw Tang Jie half-lying on the stretcher, a pair of dark eyes as deep as the stars staring at her.

For some reason, when Topourme saw these eyes, she felt much calmer, and her calm, wise, confident and resolute gaze reminded her of the big hand that had been pressed on her shoulder.

Warm, strong, powerful, strong, as if there was no problem he couldn't solve.

Tobulme nodded slowly this time, and signaled to Tang Jie again, indicating that he had no problem.

Tang Jie saw Tobulmay's gaze, smiled, and then said to Saiya, "Look, I said she can solve it by herself, right?"

Saiya glanced at Tang Jie meaningfully, and said admiringly: "I trust my judgment more and more. ”

Tang Jie glanced at Saiya with a smile: "What judgment?"

Saiya laughed, "You must be a big shot!"

"Oh?"

"With your eloquence, your intelligence, and your unique charisma, you can attract many people to your side and work for you, even if you are unarmed. What's more, your prowess has been seared into your skin and into your soul. So, a person like you, even if you don't have a career now, will definitely achieve a career in the future!" said Saiya confidently.

Tang Jie smiled noncommittally.

Saiya looked at Tang Jie's expression and said, "It seems that your expression tells me that, as you said, you have achieved a great career, and I am curious about a question now." ”

Tang Jie raised his eyebrows: "Which question?"

Saiya looked at Tang Jie, her eyes roaming over his bronzed skin full of rigid lines: "I'm curious, what kind of career have you achieved?"

Tang Jie laughed: "You'll know sooner or later." ”

The conversation and laughter between the two men significantly eased the originally oppressive atmosphere, but the uneasiness that had been suppressed in the hearts of Tobulme and Dadama was always there, like a ghost haunting everyone.

The further they walked to the top of the mountain, the more and more corpses they saw, including warriors in black armor and natives in animal skins, some of them scuffled together and maintained a fighting posture to the death, and some of them were extremely heroic, making people's scalps tingle and blood boiling at the sight.

A long wooden spear was stuck in the helmet of a black-helmeted warrior, and this wooden spear was deeply embedded in the tree behind the black-helmeted warrior, so that the warrior was still standing even to death, and maintained the posture of the iron spear in his hand, on which hung two pierced natives, and the first of the two natives held a short knife in his hand, and the entire blade of the knife was completely submerged into the neck of the black-helmeted warrior.

Behind him was a spear in his hand, the same wooden spear that pierced the head of the Blackhelmed warrior and nailed him to a tree.

Tang Jie looked at this scene, and a picture involuntarily appeared in his mind: two natives, one holding a knife and the other holding a spear, frantically attacked a warrior, and the warrior pierced the two brave natives at the same time with the iron spear in his hand, but he did not expect that the natives who were pierced in the chest did not lose their courage and strength because of the heavy blows, they still used the weapons in their hands to give the black helmet warrior a fatal attack, and finally died together.

Quietly in the jungle, Tobulme and Dadama looked at the blood-mottled battlefield and corpses scattered around them, their eyes blood-red, and the muscles of their cheeks bulged like steel bars from the hard bite of their teeth.

Tang Jie and the others couldn't say a word when they looked at this scene, and the tragedy here could no longer be described in words.

More than a hundred meters up, there were more and more corpses, and they became more and more dense, and it was obvious that the various tribes had been terribly attacked in the place where the holy mountain had settled, and the two sides had started a bloody battle in this place.

The natives have a geographical advantage in the sacred mountain, but the opponent has hard armor and sharp weapons, and there are still many natives in the corpses, and it takes about five natives to kill a black-helmeted soldier.

But what made Tobulme and Dadama suffer the most was that they lifted the helmets of these black-helmeted soldiers, and found that they were all from the Southern Continent, that is, they were killing each other from beginning to end!

"Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?" Tobul Mei trembled in pain, she didn't expect that the enemy would dare to go deep into the Holy Mountain to pursue them, because even if the Pound Empire invaded the Southern Continent several times, they only superficially tracked down the Southern Continent people who fled into the Holy Mountain, and did not dare to enter this dense jungle rashly.

Dadama found that the group had managed to reach the tribe's altar on the sacred mountain, but it had been reduced to ashes, with corpses everywhere, toppled idols and thatched huts that had been burned to ashes.

"It seems that we are still a step slower. Tang Jie sighed, "However, I think I should know who they are." ”

"Who are they?" Dardama and Tobulme turned around like a gust of wind, staring at Tang Jie.

Tang Jie was just about to speak, when suddenly a group of people appeared in the jungle, armed with weapons, and pounced on them fiercely!