Chief don't slap in the face

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, Gong Shufan immediately lowered his posture, as long as he survived first, he would have a chance to escape.

"That's right, it looks like you're the newcomer to the Xia Clan to participate in the Blood Survival Trial this year, right? Mo Wuheng will definitely not stay in the wasteland, but we can!"

Gongshutai didn’t have the arrogance of singing a red face just now, so he shrank his eggs and begged for mercy: “Bistballs, catapults, mechanism puppets, all kinds of traps, we can do it, and it will make your tribe’s competitiveness increase in a straight line.”

Mo Wuheng frowned.

Mechanism skills belong to high-end talents, and the mechanism skills they have mastered are too precious for a tribe. Anyway, if they catch the mechanism master prisoners by themselves, they must be recruited first. Before squeezing their potential, they are reluctant to execute them. Otherwise, it would be too wasteful up.

"Go to die in peace!"

Xia Ye waved his hand, and immediately a female soldier stepped forward and dragged away the three of them.

Jia Duo was looking at Mo Wuheng. Even if she didn't dress up, this girl was still very beautiful, especially her sassy and neutral temperament, which made people like her very much.

"Hey Nima, you're a silly Boyi, you don't even want a mechanism master as your slave? Do you know how many smiling faces and how much it will cost when the great chiefs of the ten thousand tribes invite us to make mechanism props?"

Seeing that he was about to die, Gong Shuliang became anxious, and his bald head seemed to be shining.

"Yes, it takes more than ten years to train a mechanism master, so it's too wasteful to just kill them like this!"

Mo Wuheng muttered.

"Eh?"

Song Guo was stunned: "Aren't you taking revenge?"

"Uh!"

Mo Wuheng was stopped by the question.

This is actually a fight between rationality and sensibility. Mo Wuheng wanted to avenge his dead companion, but he felt that it was too violent to execute the mechanism master like this.

"Are all your mechanics so entangled?"

Xia Ye laughed. It would be a lie to say that he didn't want these three captives, but in order to please Mo Wuheng, he had to kill them. Only the flat-chested girl felt that she owed herself too much, and she would work harder to repay herself.

Although she hasn't been in contact with Mo Wuheng for a long time, Xia Ye can tell that she is a girl who knows how to repay her kindness and doesn't like to take advantage of her.

"Great chief, mechanism masters can't be killed!"

Howling, Jobs charged over on a donkey.

"Mountain ghost?"

Mo Wuheng was taken aback.

"What the hell?"

The three of Gongshufan were startled, looking at this old mountain ghost with a wrinkled face like an orange peel and red hair on his head.

"Great chief, this is an important prisoner, please leave it to me? I will definitely be able to torture them for all their mechanism knowledge!"

Ghost Master licked the corner of his mouth, and stared at Gong Shufan and the other three with a smile on his face.

Gong Shufan suddenly felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and at the same time a sense of absurdity flooded into his mind, a mountain ghost was pleading for him?

"How can the mountain ghost speak human language?"

Gong Shuliang was surprised and looked at Jobs.

"Theoretically speaking, the body structure of mountain ghosts and humans is not much different, but there are differences in organs. This one should be mutated!"

Mo Wuheng analyzed.

Master Ghost suddenly shivered, turned his head, and saw that girl with flat chest like hairtail was looking at him curiously.

"Hey Nima, this girl wants to dissect me!"

Master Gui couldn't help but swear, he was too familiar with this kind of gaze, and when he encountered novel species, he also had this kind of gaze, wishing he could cut open their bodies and see clearly inside and out.

"Who is this……"

Mo Wuheng asked.

"Our Chaoge's third great prophet!"

Song Guo explained.

"Chaoge? Good name, is it your tribe?"

Mo Wuheng's eyes lit up. She likes this name.

"Well! Do you want to go and have a look?"

Xia Ye took advantage of the opportunity to send out an invitation.

"Okay!"

Mo Wuheng has nowhere to go now.

"What the hell is the third? Are there two prophets in this half-blind tribe?"

Gong Shufan guessed.

"Mom, let a mountain ghost be the tribal prophet, are you mentally retarded?"

Gong Shuliang slandered in his heart.

"It's a real hammer, this guy has a problem with his brain, otherwise, who would hang the mechanism master, or hang three in one go!"

Gongshutai sighed.

"Tsk tsk, this muscle is not good, it doesn't look like much exercise, but the mind should be very good!"

Master Ghost stroked Gong Shuliang's head, with an obsessed expression on his face: "It seems to open it up and take a look!"

"just kill me!"

Seeing Master Gui's mouth full of big yellow teeth so close at hand, Gong Shuliang collapsed.

"How is their mechanism skill?"

Ghost Lord asked.

"Judging from the battle just now, they are one percent of me!"

Mo Wuheng thought for a while.