Listening to everyone's words, the old man's wrinkled face flashed with contemplation, and after a while, he nodded slowly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In fact, Uncle Zhong also knows that according to the girl's temperament, she is definitely not a person who does not know the importance of the matter, so since she brought this young man back, there must be other reasons.

The slender eyes of the old woman in Mai suddenly narrowed slightly, and she stopped saying the words of blame, but everyone woke up like this, and he also understood in his heart, this matter is probably not so simple.

"Girl, tell me, what's going on?" Seeing that everyone fell silent, the middle-aged woman behind the old man also stood up, looked at Wei Ling with gentle eyes, and asked with a smile.

"This boy was swept up to us by the black devil, and I saw that he still had a breath of air, so I wanted to bring it back to the high priest. Wei Ling turned her head slightly, looked at the middle-aged woman's eyes full of gratitude, and quickly said.

"Oh, this person was swept up here by the black devil?" When the old man heard this, his brows jumped suddenly, and he immediately asked with some surprise.

The black devil in everyone's mouth is naturally the black storm of the outside world, and in the eyes of the people here, as long as they are swept up by this black devil, even those peerless powerhouses, the chance of survival is very small, let alone a hairy boy.

"Xiao Ling, you should know that once you are entangled by this black devil, even if you are the patriarch, you will definitely die for a lifetime, and since this kid can survive in the mouth of the black devil, do you think his strength is stronger than the patriarch?" Hearing this, the old woman in sackcloth raised her eyebrows slightly, and her tone was full of anger.

In the eyes of the old woman in Mai, Wei Ling's words were a lie deliberately woven in order to cover up her mistakes.

Hearing this, a flash of anger flashed in Xiao Ling's beautiful eyes, and she immediately said unceremoniously: "Aunt Yan, I know that the death of Uncle Ming back then has always haunted your heart, and it can even be said that you hate people outside of Xiao Wulin very much, but ......"

"Nightmare girl, don't say it!"

Just as the girl was talking about being excited, a cold cheer interrupted her, and she saw the old man on the side looking at her with warning eyes.

Seeing the old man's gaze, Xiao Ling was about to say the words, but he swallowed them back in an instant.

In fact, at the moment when the old man stopped her, Wei Ling knew that she was in trouble, in these years, no one dared to mention Uncle Ming in front of the old woman in Mai, this is not because everyone is taboo about the latter, but because of the old woman in front of her.

Don't look at the latter, they usually smile and like to play with people, but once the three words Uncle Lao Ming are mentioned, the old woman changes her face faster than turning a book, and she is really annoyed, so no one dares to mention the three words Uncle Lao Ming for so many years, and now, Wei Ling can be regarded as setting a precedent.

"Uncle Zhong, you let her say, old woman, I want to see if there is a patriarch's father to support her, and whether she really doesn't take us seriously. The old woman in Mai turned her gaze cold, staring at the angry Nightmare, and sneered.

Uncle Ming, these three words are taboo for the old woman in Mai, when the latter went out hunting, he also met a seriously injured person, and kindly rescued him, but instead of thinking about the good of the small tribe, this person took revenge and almost harmed the people in the entire small tribe.

However, because the people of the small tribe found out in time and successfully stopped this person's conspiracy, unfortunately, the price of stopping this person was Uncle Ming's life.

"Aunt Yan, I'm sorry, I ......" Seeing the old woman in Mai with a face like frost, Xiao Ling's heart suddenly became a child, and her voice was a little sloppy.

"Don't call me aunt, who is your aunt?" Hearing the girl's words, the old woman in Mai's eyes became more and more cold, and then sneered: "Jiji, Xiaoling, the old woman, I really underestimate you, do you think that with the support of the patriarch father, you will be lawless?"

"Aunt Yan, I was just dizzy for a moment just now, I really didn't mean it, you can forgive Xiao Ling!" Seeing the old woman in Mai with such a look, a flash of panic flashed in the girl's beautiful eyes, and she hurriedly said pleadingly.

For so many years, everyone has lived in seclusion in this small witch forest, loving each other, although it is not a family but winning a family, and now, this behavior of the old woman in Mai has tended to go berserk, and it has completely become an enemy.

"The old woman said, don't call me aunt, I'm not your aunt!" said the old woman in Mai with a sneer.

Although the old woman's tone was still stiff, her face was much more relaxed, after all, she had grown up with her own eyes, and at this moment, no matter how angry the old woman was, her heart softened somewhat when she saw the latter's pleading appearance.

"Well, don't look at the old woman with such pitiful eyes, if you really want me to forgive you, then take matters into your own hands and slaughter him. Seeing Wei Ling's pleading gaze, the old woman in Mai finally couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly said, however, as soon as she was halfway through the words, the old woman pointed the finger at Yang Ming on the back of the young man wearing tiger skin.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

"Aunt Yan, you're not joking with me, are you!" Hu Benqiang, who was carrying an iron-tired longbow, laughed, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and asked.

"Do you think the old woman and I look like I'm joking?" the old woman in Mai looked like a poisonous snake, suddenly turned to the tiger Ben, and said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became stiff again.

"Xiao Yan, don't mess around, since the person has been brought back, then hand it over to the high priest to deal with, as long as he says that the old man is a scourge, then, you don't need to do it, the old man personally sent him to the West Heaven, what do you think?" Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, the old man sighed, and immediately stood up and said.

"Old Uncle Zhong!" the old woman in Mai suddenly became anxious and said angrily.

"Xiao Yan, have you forgotten Qin Ming's lesson back then?" Seeing that the old woman in Mai was about to be angry, Old Uncle Zhong sighed helplessly and said in a deep voice.

Back then, if Qin Ming, the husband of the old man in Mai, had not made his own decisions and brought people back for private treatment, he would not have ended up like this.

As long as Qin Ming brought this person to the high priest at that time, I believe that even if that person has great ability, he will definitely not be able to make any waves.

For the high priest who has always been mysterious, the people of the entire small tribe are full of respect.

The High Priest existed before their ancestors arrived, and no one knew who he was, nor how old he lived, but only that all the young men who passed through his guidance were all the strongest in the end.

For example, Wei Ling's father, that is, the current patriarch of the small tribe, the latter can achieve today, in which the high priest has played a role that cannot be ignored, and it can even be said that without the high priest, there would be no current him, which shows how terrifying this mysterious high priest is. (To be continued.) )