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It means that they have not found the rich Qingque tribe.

The rest of the Blackstone tribe also gathered around one after another, impatient to know the news about this.

Song Guo, who had already changed her appearance, looked very excited and said to them: "#4%@#..."

It means that they found the rich Qingque tribe, and the Qingque tribe is richer and better than what the bark said before, with more good things, people don't want to leave.

After hearing this from Pine Cone's mouth, Pine Needle and other members of the Heishi tribe who remained in the tribe were all overjoyed.

This is really exciting news for them who are starving and waiting for their leaders to return victoriously and bring good news and live that wonderful life.

(For the convenience of expression, the following dialogue has been translated and processed by the author.)

After jumping with joy for a long time, Pine Needle finally remembered that she only saw a pine cone and did not see the leader of her own tribe.

He looked towards the group of people who were standing not too far away, dressed as strangely as the pine cone in front of him, and felt that the leader and the others should be there.

"What about the leader?"

While looking over there, Pine Needle asked excitedly about Pine Cone.

"The leader is dead."

The excitement on Pine Cone's face did not diminish at all, and he gave an extremely clean answer.

It seems that the things mentioned are the same as the various beauties of the Qingque tribe just mentioned, they are all things that can make people extremely excited and happy.

"Oh, the leader is dead."

The pine needle followed the pine cone, and the excitement and joy on his face did not diminish at all.

However, his excitement and joy did not last long. He gradually realized what the pine cone meant, and his expression slowly froze?

"What did you say?"

He stretched out his dark and greasy hand, grabbed the pine cone and asked again.

"The leader is dead."

Pine Cone still answered crisply.

Pine Needle looked at the undiminished pine cone in front of her, and her expression became even more sluggish.

The leader is dead, the leader is dead...

This news kept circling back and forth in his mind, like thunder rolling in the sky, constantly surging.

However, shouldn't the death of the leader be a very sad thing?

What are you so excited about?

Are you still a member of the Blackstone tribe?

"How did the leader die?"

People from the Blackstone tribe who were equally dull asked aloud.

"Those who were stabbed to death by bark with a black stone weapon had their heads chopped off."

Song Guo still said excitedly and joyfully.

"Sigh~"

The remaining members of the Blackstone tribe, including Pine Needles, couldn't help but gasped, and at the same time they were even more astonished.

For them, this news was even more shocking than the death of the leader.

In the past, Bark, who was often bullied by himself and others, actually killed the leader?Also cut off the head?

But what surprised them even more was yet to come.

"Then, what about the bark?"

"The bark was killed by the people of the Qingque tribe."

"Where are the people from the Qingque tribe?"

"This is the person from the Qingque Tribe!"

Song Guo, who became more excited, pointed at the people of the Qingque tribe who had gathered around Songzhen and others during the time he was talking with Songzhen and others, and said loudly.

Immersed in shock all the time, and because of the changed appearance of the pinecone, he subconsciously regarded these people who approached and dressed strangely as his own members of the Blackstone tribe, and turned their heads mechanically.

Looking at these people holding strange weapons and surrounding themselves and others, they fell into a strange state. That kind of mood seemed to be rushed past by [-] divine beasts called grass mud horses.

"Are you still from the Blackstone tribe?!"

The pine needle finally couldn't bear it anymore, and roared loudly at the pine cone in front of her.

However, Song Guo was unmoved by Song Needle's roaring questioning. On the contrary, he had an extremely proud and proud expression on his face.

"No! I'm from the Qingque Tribe!"

He was very proud to announce loudly to the people who used to be in the same tribe, as if this was an extremely glorious thing.

"Boss, they are evil! They are damned! The Qingque tribe is kind, rich and powerful. Join the Qingque tribe, you can eat delicious food every day, and you can fill yourself up!..."

Song Guo loudly proclaims the goodness of the Qingque tribe to the people of the former tribe here, and invites them to join the Qingque tribe...

Join the Qingque tribe?

how can that be!

People from their Blackstone tribe actually need to join other tribes?

The pine needle looked at the pine cones of the Qingque tribe, a former tribe, with an excited face, and she wanted to stab him with the black stone weapon in her hand!

How can I and others join the Qingque tribe!

The traitor!

……

"Look, there is another black stone here!"

The Blackstone tribe, which seemed deserted due to the departure of the leader of the Blackstone tribe, became lively and popular again with the arrival of the elder brother and others.

Not too far from the cave of the Blackstone Tribe, holding a stick, scraping the ground for a long time, getting a pine needle covered in soil, holding a small piece of meteorite with some soil, using their tribe If so, shouted loudly.