No one dared to approach this small open space, where the air seemed to have condensed.

Zhang gripped his right fist and restrained his anger. He asked The Old Priest: "You wanted me to die, didn't you?"

“No!" The Old Priest was shocked and denied it.

“Because I wanted Zheng to be a Chief, so you have to conspire to make Sheng leave as a slave so you can pick a Chief?"

“No, it was his own..."

Zheng nodded and smiled with a gloomy face: "Yes, he made me into a slave who was willing to be exchange. Because he wants you to agree to save me.”

The Old Priest was furious. “What do you mean by these? I am doing all for the tribe...”

“No, you are doing all for yourself.” Zheng did not say anything, he was just tired. He looked at The Old Priest, he was deeply disappointed.

Fifteen years ago, they also had three Priests, Qiu Shi amongst them but in a few years, the other two clans Priest were dead, even their disciples either fell into the water, or they ate the wrong thing, The Priesthood heritage of Xi Rang Clan and Feisha Clan disappeared.

At that time, he had just taken over the position of Chief from the previous generation Chief. Even if he had doubts about Qiu Shi, he could only suppress this suspicion.

In these fifteen years, Qiu Shi suppressed the elders and eccentric Hei Yuan Clan. He looked him in the eyes, but the other party did not make a big mistake, his hands and feet were not big, and he was extremely acquainted with him in many other things, he as the Chief also tolerated these behaviors because the tribe needs Priest, and Qiu Shi's ability to look far is very useful for them when they have to go hunting or fight with other people.

In the winter when food is extremely lacking, Qiu Shi will use excuses to ask God's results and let the other two clans go to search for food. He as the chief has no choice but to push his children out first to be sacrificed as food in order to calm the grievances of the other two groups.

He wanted to choose the other two clans children to be Qiu Shi's disciples, but Qiu Shi refused his request and chose Qiu Ning from Hei Yuan Clan.

He was optimistic about Zheng, The Old Priest said in the name of the tribe, Zheng should fight in the forefront. He watched Zhan, and when Zhan right leg was disabled it was because of Qiu Shi's " Too Late To Save." treatment. After Zhan was disabled he was a little bit moving against him, he forced the him to go out and find salt in the winter.

If the Horde can continue to calm down, maybe the Old Priest does a lot of things, he can also make up for the idea and the idea to start over after the death of The Old Priest.

But the powerful enemy has come. The tribe has encountered the biggest crisis since the integration of the three clans. If Qiu Shi did not have such a heavy selfishness at this time, but really thinks about the tribe as he said, with the power of the tribes, It would not be impossible to turn defeat into victory.

But what did Qiu Shi do? He just wants to save Hei Yuan Clan people!

When the tribe left the place of residence, most of the fighters who were dragging the enemy were other two clan warriors. Most of them were left to escape, and most of them were left in the tribe.

Resentment has long been buried, and The Old Priest has done everything in the tribe to survive the crisis of life and death, so that this grievance was about to overflow.

After he fell down and wanted to pass the position of Chief to Zheng. In addition to value Zheng's fighting power and prestige of a warrior, it was also because he was from Xi Rang Clan and if Zheng was chosen as the next generation Chief, which could calm the anger of the other two groups.

But! The Old Priest destroyed all his plans! He forced Zheng to be a slave!

How does this make the Xi Rang Clan warrior endure? What does Feisha Clan think? How can Hei Yuan Clan warriors raise their heads in front of other two clans?

“My Qiu Shi Da Ren!” Zhang closed his eyes and opened his mouth, waiting for The Old Priest to argue again, he waved his hand and leaving him some face. “I don’t think your face is looking good, go back to the tent to rest.”

The Old Priest doesn't want to, “I'm not doing these for myself, Zhang don't you understand? Who am I doing this for?"

“Enough!" Zhang shout violently scared The Old Priest and other warriors.

“Da He, you bring someone to send Qiu Shi Da Ren back to the tent. Without my order, no one should disturb Qiu Shi Da Ren, nor let Qiu Shi Da Ren come out."

“Yes!" Da He and another warrior walked to The Old Priest.

The Old Priest doesn't believe in his ears. "Chief! Zhang! What are you doing? You want to imprison me? You, you... your soul is also polluted, and I know that I shouldn't let other people Priest touch you. I want to go to Great God Jia Mo..."

The Old Priest's shouts stopped, and Zheng chopped at the neck of The Old Priest. The Old Priest was soft and was held by two Hei Yuan Clan warriors around him.

“Send Qiu Shi Da Ren back." Zhang waved weakly.

Da He nodded and was about to take The Old Priest with another warrior.

“Wait!"

No one thought that the Whitehead Priest would suddenly speak at this time. Everyone looked at him. Even Yuan Zhan was a little surprised. What did Mo want to do?

Yan Mo didn't want to do anything, he just looked at Da He's broken arm and felt it was not pleasing to the eye.

Da He is also a special character in his eyes. He was the first person in this world who tried his best to treat.

At that time, in order to save this person, how much thought he took and how much risk he took, including the first punishment and the first reward were also obtained through this person.

If he can, he naturally hopes that his first patient in this world will be able to live a complete and healthy life.

What does alack of arms mean in this world? The chances of his death and the chance of being abandoned will be much greater than others.

Yan Mo walked up to Da He. "I personally want to ask you, is your wife He Tu and your two children still okay?"

Da He eyes popped wide, he involuntarily replied: They are still alive, my brother Da Shan has saved me but ..."

Da He suddenly bowed, and the Whitehead Priest caught his broken arm.

“We will go look at that person." Yan Mo smiled.

“Ah...!" Several warriors in the vicinity were screaming.

Yesterday they have witnessed a miracle, but how can that effect compare to the broad daylight scene..... Its called seeing an arm that has long been cut off growing a little bone, flesh and blood lines until a complete hand had grew up to complete the full arm, isn't it so amazing and exciting? !

1]..... So Da He had a arm fracture which resulted in him having his arm cut off at the elbow....so Yan Mo helped him grow back from the elbow section to the fingers.....this is why I love this novel its just awesome and exciting....>>

Da He burst into tears without knowing it.

Little Mo saved him again! Little Mo not only gave him a life, but also gave him a complete body!

Yan Mo released his hand and returned to his original position.

Da He raised his right hand and looked at his right arm, which was just growing out. The color and the upper end were very white, but the thickness and length of the arm were similar to those of the left arm.

The brain wants to move the finger and the finger moved. I want to hold my fist and my fist is very strong.

Da He opened and clenched his fist several times and waved it several times against the air.

Suddenly!

“Ah, ah--!"

Yan Mo’s face questioned it. Do you want to hit me? Hey, what about your Chief?

Zhang seems to understand the meaning of Da He, including the other warriors' heads.

Zhang nodded heavily to Da He.

Da He wiped his tears, his right fist clenched in the left chest and hit it hard, he stood up and walked to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo, ... what do you mean?

Zhang gave Yan Mo an explanation: “Mo Da Ren, Da He will be your most loyal warrior in the future.”

“ Hey ...” Unintentional?

Yan Mo turned to look at Da He, Da He opened his mouth and smiled. He wanted to say: I know that you are Little Mo, I know its you who saved my life.

“Your wife and children?"

“They will leave as slaves of this exchange." Zhang simply stated.

Yan Mo accepted, and he also yelled at Da He and smiled: "You can rest assured that I said that the Jiu Yuan tribe has no slaves and I mean no slaves, but you want to be a real Jiu Yuan person you still need a little effort because only a recognized person can become a Jiu Yuan person.”

Da He was a little worried, he is not afraid of suffering, but he is worried about his family.

Yuan Zhan saw his worries and patted his shoulders next to him: "If you want to be a Jiu Yuan person, you need to be tested, but before and after the test, you and your family will live very well, even in winter. Don't worry about starvation, freezing death, not to worry that someone will eat your child. One of The Nine Rules of the Jiu Yuan tribe is not to eat children or other humans."

Da He's eyes were bright, he looked at him again, he wants to ask Priest Da Ren to save his brother, but this time is obviously not a good time to speak.

The words from Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan were heard by many people. Although everyone's expressions are similar, they only know what they are thinking. There are many people who secretly envy Da He, but no one will say this.

It’s just that if Da He was singular in this they're afraid that the encounter will be more miserable, and maybe he will be smashed by the disabled warriors who are envious and jealous.

The Old Priest was sent back to the tent by other warriors.

Zhang sincerely asked Yan Mo to help his tribe however much he can save. He did not say how much he would pay to exchange, only told Yan Mo that he would satisfy him.

Zhang did not ask Yan Mo to save himself(Zhang). He hoped to leave this precious opportunity to other dying warriors.

“We will send the most seriously wounded warriors." This time they can also consider the warriors who have broken limbs.

“It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Seriously injured people are not suitable to move in. You can take me directly and tell me which person has to be save."

“Well, I will let the warrior Bing follow you. He will tell you who to save first."

Bing bite hit teeth, this is a dirty work, although the first to save should be determined by the Chief and several warriors leaders in a discuss, but the wounded warriors he does not know ah, the thought of those warriors will first look forward to treatment and if he skips them they will hate him. The thought of that made him feel that his bones hurt.

There is no way, The Old Priest had to provoke Chief's anger, and since the Chief can't punish The Old Priest, he can only take his next generation of Chief, who was the optimistic choice of The Old Priest.

Bing feels that he is sincere. Although he is also eager for the status of Chief, but he also respects Zheng.

The thing that's hard to save people is like this. Yan Mo said to Zhang that he hopes to walk freely in the valley. Zhang promised.

Yuan Zhan saw that there was no Old Priest. The thing could be done very quickly. Immediately, he reiterated his previous suggestion to Zhang. “Chief, Qiu Shi Da Ren has no confidence in me, and my life belongs to the Jiu Yuan tribe. I will do the last thing for the tribe, and then I will leave.”

Zhang smiled and asked: “Go hunting?”

Yuan Zhan nodded, “Yes, hunting!”

Although he doesn’t know why Yuan Zhan chose not to have the strength by taking everyone. When he rushed out, he just said that he wanted to go hunting - what is the difference between this and rushing out for a full out battle?

Zheng and the warriors' heads couldn't figure it out, but they were shocked when they heard Yuan Zhan tell them his complete plan!

Is everything that Da Zhan said is possible?

They subconsciously look at the Whitehead Priest together.

Yan Mo once again put a question mark on his face.

Why do you look at me like that?

“Oh, Ah-Zhan said that he want to take you to go hunting? Believe him, everyone will definitely have eat enough meat, beast meat tonight. Do not take the initiative to attack the enemy? Of course you can not actively attack them! Our Jiu Yuan tribe never actively attacks others, we are civilized people, the ancestors are watching us and our actions!"

Half an hour later, the civilized person's Yuan Zhan waist was surrounded by a leather skirt, holding a temporary Stone Hammer, a Stone Pick and the Stone Axe, his momentum stunned everyone and that face energized a hundred murderous primitive big men to go to the neighbors to negotiate the use of the ground to go hunting...

“Hey-!" At this time, Jiu Feng was following the daring he grabbed a hunts that he thinks his two-legged Monster would be looking for.

Not far away, the Iron Back Dragon, who was bullied by the big bird in the morning, was smashing with his mother to the place where Jiu Feng hovered.

“Ang -!" You stinky bird, I'm waiting till you come down! If you dare, I can't wait to step on you!

“Hey-!" You big-headed monster with a thick skin I'm waiting for you to come flying up! Hey!

The author has something to say: Jiu Feng+Iron Back Dragon: We are a small theater!

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