Qingyuan tribe

Ye Chen was surrounded by everyone chasing stars and holding the moon, and set off towards Shi Village all the way, and Shi Feilong was waiting for everyone not far away.

Originally, nothing happened along the way, but just when the path was in a forest, suddenly there was a sound of breaking the air, a bang. A sharp arrow made of metal was shot not far from the hunting party.

The feathers on the black arrows were still shaking. The crowd quickly looked back in the direction the arrow was fired.

I saw a black figure flash by, and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

Several of the people in the hunting party tried to chase him out and catch the archer. But they were all stopped by Shi Feilong.

"Don't chase it, the other party is prepared. It's too late to chase it now. ”

"Did you just put it on the other side and run away?!"

"No, the man didn't kill someone, it seems to have come to deliver something. If he had murderous intent, I am afraid that one of us would die. ”

"Come and see, is there a scroll of animal skin under the black arrow?"

Everyone looked at Shi Feilong's words, and sure enough, it was not true. Under the sharp arrows that still glowed black in the sun, a roll made of yellow animal skin was nailed.

Ye Chen stepped forward, pulled out the black sharp arrow that was half an inch into the ground, and taught Shi Feilong the beast skin scroll on it with the sharp arrow.

"Whew, it is not good to come, and the good are not coming. Let's go back to Shicun first. Give these things to the patriarch, and then we'll make a decision. ”

The archer, of unknown origin, shot only that arrow. It didn't even show up.

Sure enough, as Shi Feilong expected, the other party did not come to kill people, but to give away this animal skin scroll. The skin roll had already been delivered, and there was no need for him to stay.

Shi Yunfeng's yard was crowded. A few have more than 20 people. Everyone formed a circle around the stone table.

The thing in this circle is none other than Ye Chen and the hunting team. Along the way, he encounters arrows and skin rolls shot by mysterious people.

"This man you meet comes from other tribes, Terran tribes like us who are trying to survive in the wilderness. ”

Shi Yi took Shi Yunfeng's words and continued.

"Well, the tribe closest to us. Isn't that the Qingyuan tribe?"

"That's right, it's the Qingyuan tribe. For some reason, we've been here for decades, and the two tribes have always been safe from wells and rivers. How are you going to have a duel between the tribes now?!"

When the old man said this, his face was gloomy and very unsightly.

In this Godfall Wilderness, the human race has the same territorial consciousness as other creatures, and there is no shortage of divine land in the Great Wilderness. But these are all occupied by those great demons who have achieved cultivation.

The human race can seek a domain, and it is enough to live in peace. But where you look at it, others will look at it. So the fight will happen. There is no doubt that there will be competition as long as there are people in the environment.

In this cruel environment, an unwritten rule gradually formed among the Terran tribes in the Great Wilderness.

If you want to gain territory, you will have to face challenges from other tribes. The loser automatically relinquishes his or her territory. Such a rule has been circulated in the Great Wilderness for nearly 10,000 years, and every tribe strictly adheres to this unwritten rule.

This provision is to avoid the existence of large tribes to find an excuse to devour small tribes. Otherwise, it's just a battle between tribes. It was enough to bleed rivers and corpses everywhere. There are often catastrophes of extermination.

Small tribes are devoured by big tribes, big tribes are solved by larger tribes, and this never-ending killing can never stop.

Therefore, all the tribes agreed with this rule, and once the tribes were torn apart, they would be attacked by the hordes.

As a result, the battle between the tribes became one-on-one or many-to-many, and even if the two sides were many-to-many, there were no more than ten people.

This is to take care of the small tribes, even if the people who fight between the two tribes die. As long as the losing tribe relinquishes territory, the others will still have no worries about their lives.

But it is too difficult for a rebuilt territory to be rebuilt, so even if a large tribe comes to attack, the small tribe can fight with this rule that has been passed down in the great wilderness for nearly 10,000 years. Not so much that there is not even the slightest chance to resist.

About seventy or eighty miles away from Shicun, there is a human tribe. Among them, the population is two or three thousand, which is four or five times the size of Shicun. It is not a small tribe in the Great Wilderness, and its combat power is not something that a stone village can compete with.

"Patriarch, you can say it. What to do, we all listen to you!"

"Yes, Uncle Yunfeng, say it. How we do it. ”

A group of men gathered around the stone table spoke one after another, asking Shi Yunfeng to tell them what to do.

"Phew, it's so far. There is no way for us to escape, unless we abandon the present land and reclaim the wasteland. ”

Hearing Shi Yunfeng say this, many clan elders and men vetoed it.

"That's not good, our Shicun has already taken root here, how can we say that we can let it go!"

"Yes, we've been living here for years, and we've had feelings for the land. If you want to put it down suddenly, no one can stand it!"

"Yunfeng, our village is developing in a good direction. Besides, if we go to reclaim the wasteland, we may die a lot. ”

It is a fact that there is no need to argue. In a different land, you don't know what terrifying behemoths exist in that area.

This is especially true for these small tribes, many of whom were exterminated by giant beasts in the process of clearing wasteland! Even tribes with a population of tens of thousands will not easily open up wasteland.

This is a very dangerous thing to do, unless there is a moment of desperation.

"Then let's fight, why don't you care so much about him. Our Shicun and his Qingyuan tribe have been safe and sound for so many years. Now they want to take our territory. In the stone village, there are our children, our wives and daughters, and our relatives. Those people who gave their lives for the future of Ishimura have poured their enthusiasm and blood into Ishimura, and this is what we are today. It's not easy, we've gotten through all the suffering, and now there are people who want to come and pick the fruit, let's give it up!

Shi Yunfeng's words stirred up everyone present.

The battle intent in everyone's eyes began to rise, they were fighting for the clan, fighting for the tribe. How could they easily admit defeat, they were burdened with the hopes of the villagers.

Even if they go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, they still have the courage to break through! The blood in the hearts of those old people is also forever moving. Who has never been young? It's just that the burden of time has bent their backs, but the blood in their hearts is still there!

The evening wind has become icy as water. The cold wind whistled and whirred the corners of the group's clothes.

"Uncle Yunfeng, say it. What should we do!"

Shi Yunfeng pointed to the roll of animal skin and glanced around. Three days after the Qingyuan tribe asked us, we will see you at the Black Tiger Cliff.

They're going to start a tribal duel with us there.

"Okay, now that everyone has decided. Stand for one, then say so. After three days, go to Black Tiger Cliff. Touch them. ”

Everyone in the room replied in unison.

"No problem!"

Shi Yunfeng said with a smile.

"Let's all go home and have a good rest. Prepare for the duel in three days!"

Shi Yunfeng smiled and waved his hand. One by one, the men and the old men in the stone village walked out of the courtyard where Shi Yunfeng was.