Chapter 593: The High Priest (Middle)

The lesson of that year, except for the younger generation of people like Wei Ling, everyone else is still vivid, if it weren't for the high priest's warning, the horror of this tribe in front of him would have become something in the pocket of others. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As we all know, in the Ya Xuan Ge Desert, the most lacking is water and food, but there is everything in this small tribe, this situation naturally attracts the covetousness of people from the outside world, but this is the deepest part of the Ya Xuan Ge, countless fierce beasts are rampant again, few people can reach here, and anyone who can reach here is almost the top powerhouse.

Therefore, last time, that person was an envoy of the Mingluan Palace, and the purpose was to kill all the people in Xiaowulin and seize everything here.

It's a pity that this envoy of the Mingluan Palace underestimated the people living in the Little Wulin too much, and he was discovered by Qin Ming before he could make a move.

Although Qin Ming finally died at his hands, the latter was also divided by the people in Xiaowulin, and he didn't even have a place to be buried, so he couldn't be miserable.

Of course, if it weren't for Qin Ming, the husband of the old man in Mai, who took the initiative and brought this person back for treatment without permission, this kind of thing would not have happened.

Even if 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, let alone end up like this.

Therefore, Qin Ming is to blame for all this, no one else is to blame, and for the high priest who has always been mysterious, the people in the entire small tribe are full of respect, if it weren't for the latter's warning, that incident would have been enough to plunge their entire tribe into a state of destruction.

It was after this experience that the high priest's prestige in the small tribe became more and more powerful.

In fact, everyone does not know about the high priest who has always been mysterious, only that before their ancestors arrived, the high priest already existed, no one knows who he is, nor does he know how old he lived, let alone where the latter came from, in the eyes of everyone, the high priest is a mystery, a mystery that will never be detected, which not only makes people feel awe, but also makes people feel kind.

All in all, the High Priest was the most respected person in the entire small tribe, and the one who had the most power to speak, and when it came to the High Priest, the whole tribe had to be treated with caution, even the old woman in Mai.

Therefore, when she heard the words of the old man, she fell into complete silence.

If her husband had brought that man to the high priest, he would not have ended up dead.

Thinking of this, the old woman in sackcloth was full of sadness, and after a while, the old woman took a deep breath, pushed away the people who were in the way, and quickly left the crowd, leaving only a lonely back for everyone.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, since their ancestors came here, they relied on each other, like relatives, and now what happened to the old woman made them feel more or less uncomfortable, after all, Qin Ming died too unjustly.

"Miss Xiaoling, don't blame you Aunt Yan, since Qin Ming's death, she has been living in her own world, you should treat her as a poor person!" Looking at the back of the old woman in Mai leaving, the old man sighed helplessly and said.

"Alright, let's bring someone in!" the old man pouted his cane, turned slowly, and made way for the group of Wei Ling......

Nodding slightly, the young men walked towards the high priest's residence.

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In the depths of the small forest, there is a rockery, and there is a small lake around the mountain, although it is only about ten meters in size, but in the Yaxuange Desert, it is already very remarkable.

When everyone was ten meters away from the wooden house, their footsteps couldn't help but pause slightly, and a flat voice suddenly came from the wooden house.

"Hehe, it's rare that you little guys have time to come to see me, an old man!"

The next moment, the small door of the wooden house creaked open, and an old man walked out with a smile and a gentle step.

The old man was dressed in a white robe, with a strange piece of clear jade on his forehead, although his face was full of wrinkles, but his facial features looked quite strange, not because he was ugly, but because he was too perfect, as if everything was natural, giving people a very unrealistic feeling.

Every time they saw the white-robed old man, everyone couldn't help but have an extremely strange feeling in their hearts, how could a person look so perfect.

"I've seen the high priest!" Seeing the white-robed old man, everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Seeing this, the white-robed old man smiled, and immediately waved his hand slightly to signal that everyone did not need to be polite.

"Wei Ling has taken the liberty to visit, and I hope the high priest will forgive me!" the girl hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Hehe, you girl, every time you are so polite, say, what's the matter?" the old man shook his head helplessly, and then said softly.

"That's right, Wei Ling found a strange boy outside the Little Witch Forest, so I want to bring it back to the High Priest to palm your eyes......" As she spoke, Wei Ling waved her hand at the tiger-skinned boy behind her, signaling to bring someone over.

"Oh-"

Hearing this, the old man in the white robe suddenly showed a look of interest on his ancient face.

The old man in the white robe knew very well that the person who could make her say strange words must not be an ordinary person.

After living in the Yaxuange Desert for so many years, although the old man lived a carefree life, he lacked some of the atmosphere of people, and things that could arouse his interest were quite rare, not to mention, in his current realm, everything was just a passing moment, and there were even fewer things that could arouse his interest.

Now, Wei Ling's words aroused his slightest interest, which was a very rare thing.

"High Priest, it's him!" Turning around slightly, a young man in a tiger skin suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes.

It's just that when the old man's gaze swept over the figure on the back of the tiger-skinned boy, the eyes that had always been plain as water suddenly set off waves for a while.

Staring at Yang Ming's face, the white-robed old man's eyes barely blinked, and after a while, he seemed to see something, and the pupils that set off a faint wave suddenly contracted.

At the moment when the high priest's expression changed, everyone also noticed it, and they all felt very strange, how could the high priest, who had always been calm and calm, have such a look, but strange is strange, they didn't dare to ask.

"Where did you pick up this person, and how did he get here?" The white-robed old man raised his head suddenly, his figure disappeared in place in an instant, and suddenly appeared in front of the tiger-skinned boy, grabbed the latter's arm, and hurriedly asked.

If it weren't for the old man's calmness, the two arms of the tiger-skinned boy might have been useless.

"What a speed!"

Seeing the white-robed old man disappear in place in an instant, the pupils of the surrounding group suddenly contracted, and a look of horror crossed their hearts.

Even if everyone in Xiao Wulin knew that the high priest was not an ordinary person, and his strength might be stronger than them, but everyone had never seen the latter make a move, and they didn't know the depth of the other party's strength...... (To be continued.) )