Chapter 217: Poisoning
At this moment, the patriarch has lost the shock of that momentum, and he looks a little old.
When he said it, he also felt powerless.
When the patriarch heard this, he ignored it and pretended to turn a blind eye.
Another patriarch who was not poisoned also stood up, still with a caliber, accusing the patriarch of being too radical back then.
In short, these clan elders almost all have the same attitude and the same caliber.
Long Xia felt a little interesting when he watched it from the sidelines, could it be that this patriarch didn't have anyone close to him, or a friend, could they all be enemies?
That's a real failure.
At this moment, the patriarch, who was no longer able to maintain his combat strength, looked at the ugly faces of these people, and laughed.
"Only now did I know that it is no wonder that in the past two years, my old fellow, who has died and died, and who has been sick, has been all done by you! You are the sinners of the tribe! The means are really dark, can you kill me, and you will be able to control the tribe? If you want to be beautiful, if the tribe is in your hands, then there is only one way. ”
After hearing this, Zhang Jiuxing smiled coldly: "My great patriarch! I don't bother you with this, I think the Sun Shooting Department will accept us." ”
After hearing the name of the Sunshooting Division, the patriarch's face flushed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.
After changing it, he shouted: "You are all brutes! Putting your own tribe in decline, you actually want to go to the Sunshooting Department, you damn things, being someone else's dog, is it so pleasant?"
When the patriarch said this, many clansmen and warriors had already heard it clearly, even the warriors who followed Zhang Jiuxing had ugly faces, staring at Zhang Jiuxing, wanting to see what he said.
Those clansmen are even more so, their faces are full of doubts, could it be that these people poisoned and murdered so many people, just to take refuge in other tribes?
This is a traitor!
The faces of those clan elders were also a little ugly, but it was not for Zhang Jiuxing, but because of the patriarch's words.
Those leaders, although they were poisoned and fell to the ground, but after hearing this, they all raised their eyebrows coldly.
One of the leaders said weakly: "Chief Zhang, are you so scheming and plotting to kill us and others just as a condition for your own promotion, and how high can you get when you reach the Sun Shooting Tribe? A traitor, wherever he is, will not be reused." ”
This is the most reasonable saying, Long Xia listened to what this person said on the side, but he thought it was extremely reasonable.
After Zhang Jiuxing heard this, he was not angry, but said to many clansmen: "Clansmen! I, Zhang Jiuxing, will lead everyone to live a new life, no longer struggle for survival, no more deaths, no more worries about food every day, no more hunting, a few happy and a few sad, as long as everyone agrees to merge with the sun, then in the future, a medium-sized tribe is likely to be born, our land of hundreds of tribes, it is very likely to be unified in the future, everyone is a tribe sooner or later, it's just a matter of time. Let's think about it, are you still willing to continue to live such a precarious life?"
It's a little convincing.
After hearing this, many clansmen were silent, how could anyone be willing to worry about their families all day long, worry about their families, die at any time, and worry about not having food.
The patriarch listened to Zhang Jiuxing's remarks, and on the ground, he just sneered.
The man looked at the many leaders behind him and said, "Everyone, I don't want to open the killing ring, everyone is a clan, if any of you want to open it and is willing to join me, then please stand up, I will give it an antidote." ”
It was a great temptation, and several of the leaders were very tempted.
However, the father of the girl Xiaowei had a blue face and stared at Zhang Jiuxing.
"Zhang Jiuxing! You should be damned! The tribe is good, just because of your actions, you will fall into a place of no return, and many clansmen will go with you, that can only be used as cannon fodder for the tribal war. ”
At this moment, there was a loud laugh from outside the tribe.
"I don't agree with what this brother said. ”
After finishing speaking, a figure quickly swept by, passed through the crowd, and arrived in front of Zhang Jiuxing.
This person is dressed in a white robe, but he has an elegant posture, but this kind of clothing is also extremely primitive, compared to what Long Xia is wearing, but it is worse than the feeling of heaven and earth.
This person is only in his thirties, his long hair is curled, and he feels that Long Xia has some of the so-called Taoist clothes in ancient times, a wooden hairpin, inserted in his hair.
This person stood in the center of the crowd, without a trace of timidity.
With a spring breeze on his face, he looked at the people of the Qingtian tribe with a smile.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the representative of the Sun Shooting Tribe, you can call me Zhan Wutian, my department is the land of the hundred tribes, the first tribe deservedly, I think you should not admit this, right? Coincidentally, the leader of your department, Zhang Jiuxing, contacted our ministry a few days ago, and wanted to take your ministry and take refuge in my department, and all the masters of our department will send me over to promote this matter. However, before our ministry agreed to Chief Zhang's request, it put forward two conditions, I wonder if Chief Zhang will be able to do it?"
After saying this, this Zhan Wutian stared at Zhang Jiuxing.
Zhang Jiuxing looked a little panicked, lowered his head and said, "Lord Zhan, don't worry, this second-level spirit soldier will be given to you first, and as for the other thing, it will be on this old thing." ”
After speaking, he handed the second-level spirit soldier umbrella in his hand directly to Zhan Wutian.
Looking at his move, there was a chill in Long Xia's eyes, taking his things and giving them away, this is the rhythm of looking for death!
But I didn't have a seizure and watched how things went next.
Zhang Jiuxing walked to the front of the patriarch with a condescending attitude.
"Patriarch, I know that you have always looked down on me, but now for the sake of so many clansmen, and the future of the entire clan, I want you to do one more thing. ”
Although the patriarch was poisoned and his body was almost unable to move, there was still a trace of oppressive momentum in his expression.
"Haha! Do you still have anything to ask me for? But you still have this heart! I can't harm so many people for your selfishness. ”
Then, his eyes closed and he looked unconcerned.