Aguli's cold words fell, and Wollman trembled, and his eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

Of course he knew what to do, but how did he do it.

The inheritance of the Taer tribe is that in addition to natural death, that is, they must not die at the hands of outsiders, that is their shame, even after death, they cannot be included in the family tree, and they are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall.

This feudal heritage is deep in the hearts of every Taar people.

For this kind of inheritance, outsiders are not too critical of it, after all, each tribal race has its own inheritance rules, especially this isolated tribal race, the rules are even more strange and numerous.

"Go ahead."

Agul finished her words and walked towards the door.

"Patriarch, you must not go out, if you are ...... If you are ...... by the other party"

Another middle-aged member of the clan immediately moved forward, if the patriarch died at the hands of the other party, it would be a shame for their entire Tar clan.

"People in the backyard, after they die, they will enter the ancestral hall of the Taer tribe, buried in the ancestral grave, with the protection of the ancestors, but the warriors of the nearly 1,000 Taar tribe in the front yard cannot enter the ancestral hall, as the patriarch of the Tar tribe, I will accompany these warriors who sacrificed for the Tar tribe."

Agul's tone was resolute and she stepped forward.

Death is not terrible, but for the Taar people, it takes great courage to die at the hands of outsiders.

Do not enter the ancestral hall, do not enter the genealogy, do not enter the ancestral tomb.

These three are the greatest disgrace for the Taar people.

"Agul!"

"Patriarch!!"

There was a deep cry behind him, and Aguli ignored it and walked forward.

With the arrival of Agul, the fight outside the door gradually stopped, and everyone took the initiative to list a path.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch ......"

The eyes of the Tar were red, and they all roared with sorrow.

Compared to these outlaws on the other side, their Taal tribe has no hope of winning at all, and the patriarch coming is tantamount to sending him to death.

It's just that they don't understand that their Taar tribe has no quarrel with the world and is isolated from the outside world, how can this other party know about their Danfang and the scepter?

"I have long heard that the patriarch of the Tar tribe is as beautiful as a fairy, and this veil is really tyrannical." The corners of the mouth of the person beside Sarut were slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.

Then, taking a step forward, the crescent moon battle knife in his hand swung suddenly, and the sword qi instantly swept out, heading straight for the veil on Agul's face.

"Patriarch be careful!"

A tribal warrior stepped sideways in front of Agouri, a large sword in his hand on his chest.

With a flick of her slender fingers, Aguli pushed the courage aside, and pushed her palms sideways to catch the blow.

Then he took out the three-foot Qingshuang sword hanging from his waist, stepped lightly on the ground with his left foot, and floated out with the sword in his right hand.

A sword slashed down in the air, killing the three people of Dora Kingdom in an instant.

"Kill!"

The warriors of the Tar clan roared in the sky, followed the patriarch, and slaughtered the enemy army.

"Look for death!"

Sarut gritted his teeth, and rushed to Agul's side with a dodge, and the war knife in his hand slashed down.

The Qingshuang Sword blocked in the air, but the strength of the two sides was very different, and Agul, who was a junior martial artist, would be the opponent of the other party.

With one move, he was knocked to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the veil on his face suddenly fell.

Sarut's eyes lit up, and he was stunned.

Although I heard that the patriarch of the Taer tribe was as beautiful as a fairy, he didn't see the true face after all, and when he saw it today, he really lived up to his reputation.

"Hahaha! Nigati, you kid really didn't lie to me! Sarut yelled into the ancestral hall.

As soon as the words fell, Nigati in the ancestral hall trembled, he never expected that this Sarut would say this sentence in public.

Isn't this just selling yourself?

In the ancestral hall, several people suddenly stared at Nigati angrily and surrounded him.

Today, the Dora Mercenary Group came to ask for Danfang and the Scepter by name, how could the other party know about such a confidential matter, although he didn't believe that there was an inner ghost in the tribe, but right now, there was no need to explain, this inner ghost was Thanigati!

"Nigati! Why are you? "Ghapar has a lot of prestige among the Tars, and his eyes are red and he roars angrily.

The Taal people have lasted for thousands of years, and the reason why they have survived so far is that they rely on the word unity, and there have never been traitors.

He is a native of the Tahr tribe, his parents died of illness seven years ago, and he was brought up by the clan, eating the food of the Taar tribe, and the blood of the Taar tribe in his body would do such a rebellious thing.

"No, it's not me...... Elder Wollman! Nigati shouted loudly and suddenly pointed behind everyone, and the moment everyone turned back, he rushed out with an arrow and hid directly behind Sarut.

This scene made the eyes of all the Tar people split, this Niagati must be a traitor, according to the clan rules, it is necessary to cut off his head and hang it above the tribal gate, never to be taken off.

At this time, Nigati stood behind Sarut, the matter had come to this point, and there was no longer any fear, he looked coldly at Agul not far away, and shouted:

"Aguli, seven years ago, I was only eleven years old, kneeling in front of you and begging bitterly, hoping that you could give me a Turtle Ling Pill to save my parents, but I didn't expect you to be so cold-blooded, and I didn't give it to my parents when they died like this."

"Hehe, do you know what day it is?"

"Today is the death day of my parents, and it is also the death day of the Taar people! I will have the entire Tahr clan buried for my parents! ”

The more Nigati spoke, the more agitated he became, and by the end he was screaming like a madman.

Agul picked up the blood-stained scarf on the ground, put it back on, struggled to his feet with a sword and pestle, and stared at Nigati, but was silent.

It's come to this point, it's too late to say anything, not to mention the situation back then, I can't tell him.

"Lord Sarut, the Danfang and the Scepter are in the secret room behind the ancestral hall, as long as you step through here, you can get it."

Hearing Nigati's words, Sarut looked into the depths, his eyes full of heat.

"Don't forget the promise you made to me, after the deed is completed, three turtle age pills."

One Turtle Age Pill can be sold for hundreds of millions of yuan in the market, and three Turtle Age Pills are enough for him to spend this life happily.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll ......"

Before the words fell, the knife flashed.

A skull rose to the sky, blood flowing.

In the next second, Nigatti's headless body fell to the ground with a bang.

Then there was a muffled sound, the head fell, kept rolling down, and a pair of bloodshot eyes were dead, and those eyes were full of indescribable complexity.

"Talk to me about commitments? Lao Tzu never knew what a promise was! Sarut fell and kicked the head on the ground.

"Except for the woman, I'll kill the rest!"

Sarut roared, raised his sword and rushed out first.