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Came to Yang Ming with elegant jade feet, her beautiful eyes skimmed slightly, and then she squatted down, and her jade hand was placed on Yang Ming's heart.

Feeling the faint beating of Yang Ming's heart, the girl's eyebrows tufted slightly, and then she shook her head slightly, and sighed: "The injury is too serious, I'm afraid my life will be short." ”

"Then what should I do? Is this person saved or not?" The young man with the iron-tired longbow slowly stood up, couldn't help but scratch his head, and said depressedly.

Hearing this, the girl's good-looking eyebrows showed a faint hesitation, and when they went out, the high priest warned them that when they went out, they should not only beware of the fierce beasts in the desert, but also pay attention to the humans in the desert, they are the most dangerous animals.

"Nightmare, let's go!" a man in a tiger skin next to him whispered.

Although these people are very young, they have been nurtured by adults for a long time, and their hearts are full of vigilance about everything in the Yaxuange Desert, even in the face of a half-dead person, they dare not easily approach, let alone treat.

"Anyway, this kid is also a person who is about to die, and it is the same whether he saves it or not, so let's finish killing the prey as soon as possible and go back quickly!" Another girl also opened her mouth a little timidly.

Seeing that everyone didn't want to meddle in their affairs, Xiao Ling's eyebrows also raised slightly, and immediately fell on the young man with the iron-tire longbow on his back: "Ben Hu, what do you think?"

"Hey, Xiao Ling, you also know my temperament, so it's up to you to decide this kind of thing!" said the young man with the iron-tired longbow on his back shook his head slightly.

Hearing this, Wei Ling slightly bowed her head, and after a moment of silence, she spoke: "I don't think this person is simple, let's bring the person back first, whether we need to help or not, or let the high priest make the decision!"

"Wei Ling is right, the high priest is proficient in the art of physique, and he will be the gatekeeper, I believe that this kid will definitely not be able to play any tricks. The young man in a tiger skin with his arms folded in his hands nodded slightly, agreeing with Wei Ling's approach.

In the entire tribe, the most respectable person is not the patriarch, but the high priest in the mouth of the people, this person is proficient in the art of celestial patterns, not only can see the heavens, but also can give people a look, in the tribe, as long as it is the person who has been personally enlightened by the high priest, the final prophecy without exception, all have become facts, and it is precisely because of this that the high priest has such prestige in the tribe.

"I agree!"

"Agreed!"

"What are you watching me do, as long as you agree!" Seeing the gaze projected by Wei Ling, the young man with the iron-tired longbow shrugged helplessly.

"Alright, you can bring this person back to the clan!"

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In the deepest part of the small forest, there was a small tribe, although this tribe was not too big, but there were dozens of families, perhaps in the dim sunlight, the houses in the tribe rose with green smoke, as if it were quiet and peaceful.

The peaceful atmosphere of this place, compared to the cruelty of the desert outside, is simply a paradise.

In this peaceful little tribe, several young men walked in with a ragged teenager on their backs.

"Hey, Ringling, didn't you go out hunting, why did you come back so soon?" Seeing the young men enter the small village, an old woman in sackcloth came over and asked with a surprised face.

"Haha, Aunt Yan, are you greedy again and want meat?" Hearing the words of the old woman in Mai, the young man with the iron-tired longbow on his back suddenly laughed, and immediately said teasingly.

Hearing this, the people around him who stepped forward to ask immediately burst into laughter.

"You bastard, you're getting bigger and smaller. The old woman in sackcloth glared at the boy fiercely, and then scolded.

"Hey, we had an accident this time, so we can only come back early, but don't worry, Aunt Yan, after we leave next time, we will give you a large fierce beast later, so that you don't have to be greedy all day long." Seeing that the old woman in Mai was annoyed and angry, the smile on the face of the young man with the iron-tired longbow on his back became even stronger, and then he hurriedly said.

Upon hearing this, the onlookers immediately burst out laughing.

"Hey, Minglie, why is there someone on your back?" The old woman in Mai was just about to stop everyone's laughter, and when her eyes swept over the tiger-skinned young man behind Wei Ling, her brows suddenly furrowed slightly, and her whole body suddenly became vigilant.

As soon as the old woman in Mai said her words, everyone's eyes suddenly locked on the tiger-skinned boy's body, and a strange aura erupted from the people around her.

Although these auras were not particularly powerful, they were quite strange, as if this group of people were all shrouded in a cloud of mist, and their strength could not be seen at all.

For this situation, Wei Ling obviously had already expected it, although they had not seen their uncles and aunts make a move, but they all knew very well in their hearts that the strength of all the people in the small tribe was quite terrifying, at least far above them.

"Aunt Yan, this is the accident I just told you, this kid was met outside the Little Witch Forest, seeing that he still has a breath, I want to bring it back to the high priest to see, should he be killed. Seeing that the old woman in Mai was so sensitive, the young man with the iron-tired longbow on his back hurriedly explained.

Hearing the words of the young man with the iron tire longbow on his back, he was still playing with Aunt Yan just now, his face was like turning a book, and he instantly became gloomy, and shouted: "Tiger boy, have you forgotten the rules in the tribe? You are not allowed to provoke people outside of Xiao Wulin, let alone bring people from outside, have you forgotten all this?"

"Aunt Yan, don't blame Hu Ben, it was Wei Ling's idea to bring this person back. Seeing that the old woman in Mai was about to get angry, the nightmare bell on the side hurriedly stood up and explained.

At the same time, Hu Ben also hurriedly jumped behind Wei Ling, afraid of being beaten by the old woman in sackcloth.

Hearing Wei Ling's words, the onlookers frowned slightly, and at this time, an old man holding a cane slowly walked out, and said with a blaming face: "Xiao Ling, you have also experienced a lot of things, if you just want to help, it's nothing, but you brought an outsider back to the tribe, don't you have a deep understanding of the four words of sinister people's hearts?"

"Old Uncle Zhong, Wei Ling is not a reckless person, let's not rush to scold first, since these babies brought this person back, there must be some reason for it. As the old man's words fell, a middle-aged man like a farmer stood up and said.

"This is reasonable, I don't think Wei Ling is an impulsive person, since she decided to bring this person back, then, there must be a reason, so, Uncle Zhong, don't be in a hurry to get angry first, so as not to anger your old body. At this time, a woman beside the middle-aged man also hurriedly stood up and played a round for several people.

"Well, Xiao Zhaozi is right, I see that the girl is usually very steady, and there must be some reason for such a thing this time. (To be continued.) )