Chapter 1211: Nightfall

"Who is this person?"

Everyone's minds were buzzing, the shock on their faces was different, and the questions in their hearts were the same.

"Let the Xuangui tribe do this?"

"Such blatant partiality?"

"It can only prove one thing, the identities of these two strangers are by no means simple!"

There was a slight stalemate.

The red phoenix of the firefox tribe, looking at the scene in front of him, did not feel that his mouth had grown, and his heart was shaking.

The whole person froze in place, looking at Ye Wentian in front of him in a daze.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Yes."

"I'll go with you." Ye Wentian opened his mouth and smiled.

He had planned to go to the Xuan Tortoise Clan.

Wait for the Eight Heads Summit to begin, and when the time comes, go together and join the Frostwolf Tribe and the others.

"Good!"

"Your Excellency, please." The smile on the face of the old man of the Xuan Turtle Clan was a little bigger, and then he raised his hand to signal.

The eyes of everyone around him showed that they didn't pay attention to it at all.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the Yantie tribesmen turned pale.

"The elder of the clan, the young master of my clan, died at the hands of this stranger."

"This matter is handled too biasedly."

"If it spreads, it will lose the prestige of the great clan." The man led by the Rock Iron Clan gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

The young master's revenge has not been avenged, and he still has to accompany a hundred iron bulls?

After returning to the Hui clan, the patriarch was angry, and their fate can be imagined.

"Huh?"

"You are greedy first, you want to hack fifty pieces of the Hundred Flowers Clan's family medicine, you don't know when you are an old man?"

"It's your Rock Iron Clan, and the bad rules come first."

The old man of the Xuangui Clan's face sank, turned his head and shouted coldly.

As soon as these words came out.

The people of the Yantie tribe turned pale in an instant, and they didn't know how to refute for a while.

The elder of the Xuan Tortoise clan glanced at it.

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if the old man is biased, what can your clan do?"

"Still not rolling?" The old man of the Xuangui clan was shocked, and the displeasure on his face was obvious.

A small Yantie clan, how could the elder of the Fazheng clan put it in his eyes?

When the Yantie people heard this, the expressions on their faces became more and more ugly.

After bending over, he didn't dare to say more.

The people of all ethnic groups around him were shocked again, and when they looked at Ye Wentian and his party, they were obviously a little more jealous.

No one dared to say anything more, and they all turned around and dispersed.

Ye Wentian smiled slightly.

This old guy is kind of interesting.

"Xiaoqing, you go back to the clan first."

"Can this beautiful woman give me a ride?" Ye Wentian turned his head and his gaze fell on the Firefox clansmen.

The red phoenix's eyes trembled, and she was unconsciously excited.

"Yes...... Yes." Hongfeng reacted, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and her eyes were a little more nervous.

Ye Wentian nodded with you.

Didn't say anything more.

After saying goodbye to Xiaoqing, he left with the elder of the Xuangui clan.

Inside, it was also quickly restored to its previous calm.

"Girl, that person, how did you know him? Do you know his identity?" The red phoenix's eyes flashed, and she turned her head to look at the person beside her and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother God, he found my people."

"Identity?"

"Name, his name is Ip Mantian." Xiaoqing blinked, without any concealment, and explained it roughly.

The red phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, the name was somewhat familiar.

The next moment, her body trembled violently.

"Great Flame Dragon King Ye Wentian?"

"He must be right!"

"This person came to the Hundred Flowers Tribe, the purpose is self-evident, it must be for the Holy Maiden of the Tribe." Hongfeng reacted quickly and instantly clarified his thoughts.

At the beginning of Xizhou

The border city trembled, among the Firefox tribe, her own brother had participated in this battle, and after coming back, she often mentioned the Great Flame Dragon King.

"Xiaoqing, listen to my sister's words, that person is not a good person, you must avoid it when you see it in the future." Hongfeng's face was full of seriousness.

If she remembers correctly.

The girl next to her is the saintess of the future Hundred Flowers Tribe.

This Great Flame Dragon King really lives up to his name!

Let's take a closer look.

Hongfeng took a deep breath, but he didn't stay in *** for long, and left quickly with the people around him.

And at the same time.

Ip Mantian and his entourage have already left***.

Under the leadership of the elder of the Xuangui clan, he passed through the tribal patrol boundary and directly entered the Xuangui tribe.

Along the way, the elder of the Xuangui clan was very attentive.

After arriving in the clan, they quickly arranged a place for the two to live.

Inside a tribal stone house.

"Two, if you need anything, just let the old man know." The smile on the face of the old turtle clan remained unchanged, and he smiled and spoke.

"Something to say." Ye Wentian glanced at the person in front of him and spoke bluntly.

This turtle tribe is not much different from other clans, and the tribal buildings are mainly stone houses.

The only difference is.

To the west of the Zai tribe, there is a very abrupt rocky mountain.

It's been some time in the wasteland.

It was the first time for Ip Mantian to see a mountain peak in the wasteland.

"Your Excellency!"

"That old man doesn't talk nonsense, I have a prescription here, and I ask Your Excellency to take care of it." The old Xuan clan showed admiration in his eyes.

No more nonsense, backhand pulled out a leather roll.

It can be seen that the whole volume is yellowed, and the weathering traces on the edges are very obvious, which is obviously some years.

It is densely packed with records, and the proportion of their respective medicinal materials is recorded.

Ye Wentian took it and glanced at it.

"Huh?"

"It's a remnant."

"The annotations above are added by yourself, and many of them are wrong." Ye Wentian saw it at a glance.

This thing should have been a prescription developed by a master of martial arts alchemy a long time ago, combining the pharmacology of the wasteland tribe.

When I was in the novice village, I saw something similar in Huang Barefoot.

"Your Excellency is a master!" The old man of the Xuangui clan couldn't hide the light in his eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his hand.

Just at a glance, I saw through the prescription.

Even his annotations could be seen, which really shocked the old man of the Xuangui clan.

"If you can recover the prescription, the old man is willing to pay any price." The Turtle Clan elder took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

The importance of this ancient prescription was higher for him than his life.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"Small problem, come and get it tomorrow." Ye Wentian replied lightly.

This time, Ip Mantian did not mention the remuneration.

He couldn't tell the people in front of him that he was going to go to the forbidden land of the Xuangui tribe in a while and catch their Tengzu demon spirits.

"This ......"

"Thank you!"

"This kindness, the old man must remember it." The old man of the Xuangui clan was so excited that he couldn't help but raise his hand again and salute, and suddenly his heart felt a little more good for the person in front of him.

A conversation in the house.

The elder of the Xuan Tortoise clan retreated very politely and did not bother again.

In front of the door, Xuan Jingcheng stood guard outside the door, keeping vigilant.

In the stone house, Ye Wentian casually put it away after taking a look at the prescription.

Time flies, and night is approaching.

"It's dark." The corners of Ye Wentian's mouth raised a smile, and he looked up at the front, his gaze seemed to penetrate the stone house and fall to the rocky mountain behind the clan.

In the next second, his figure disappeared into the house.