Real game world: I am gifted and I suppress all monsters

Chen Qingzhou was concentrating on watching the two giants fighting when he suddenly heard the woman's voice. He turned sideways and saw an elderly man with very strange hair color, with as many as seven different colors, like a rainbow.

She was half paralyzed in a tiger-skin wheelchair, pushed by two young women. Although she was also very strong, she was very weak.

"grandmother!"

When the two brothers saw the old man, they dropped their weapons and rushed over together.

Li Changsheng's eyes were filled with tears, and his voice was trembling, "Grandma, are you...are you okay?"

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head gently, "I won't die, but I will have to stay in this chair for the rest of my life."

Li Changsheng also shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's a blessing that the red ray gall can cure the seven-color pansy poison. We will take good care of you in the future. You still have to lead our Dixiong tribe to a comeback!"

Chen Qingzhou was shocked. It turned out that the frail old man was the patriarch of the Dixiong tribe of the Jiuli people. Li Changsheng hunted down the red manta ray in order to detoxify her.

"Wait! The Dixiong Tribe?"

Chen Qingzhou's heart trembled, and he thought to himself: "Wasn't the Diying tribe where Qianyu is located attacked by the Dixiong tribe? It seems that these guys are not good people. We must find a way to escape quickly!"

At this time, the clan leader Li Jiuzhan had complicated feelings. Although he had the same respect and awe for his grandmother, he had one more consideration than Li Changsheng, and that was the clan leader's throne.

The two brothers of the Li family were born into an era of infighting and killing among the various Jiuli tribes. Their parents died in the ruthless war when they were young. It was their grandmother who raised them single-handedly and supported the Dixiong tribe to prevent it from being annexed. It was not easy for more than 20 years and she worked hard.

The old grandmother was highly respected. Although she was old, she had some time left before she abdicated. Unfortunately, the Dixiong tribe was invaded by the army of flower demons. The old grandmother fought hard to protect some of the tribesmen, but she was poisoned by the demon saint seven-color pansy when her true strength was greatly exhausted. Her hair color changed to seven different colors, and she was in pain and tortured all day long, unconscious.

The tribe cannot be without a leader for a day, so they elected the eldest grandson of the next generation, Li Jiuzhan, as the acting chief to lead everyone in hunting red rays and guarding the tribe.

Li Jiuzhan is a strong-willed, brave and aggressive person. Since taking over, he has been decisive and ruthless. He feels his blood boiling and indescribably excited and enjoying himself, as if he has finally found the meaning of his existence.

But now that the grandmother has woken up, doesn’t that mean the good days are over?

But Li Jiuzhan was not a beast. Seeing his grandmother getting better, he was more happy than sad. "Grandma, you can rest assured and recover. I am here to take care of the tribe. Nothing will happen!"

The old grandmother narrowed her eyes, looked at her elder brother, then looked at her younger brother, "I have fought in wars for half my life, and this time after a near-death experience, I finally figured it out. The rise and fall of a tribe is determined by fate, and it cannot be reversed by human power. All I want is for you brothers to live in harmony, that's all..."

When the two heard this, they thought of the fight just now and felt ashamed.

The old man glanced at the bewildered Chen Qingzhou on the other side and asked, "What were you fighting about just now?"

Li Jiuzhan pointed at Chen Qingzhou and said, "The second brother brought outsiders back. I'm afraid he will reveal the whereabouts of the tribe. Kill them all!"

Li Changsheng explained: "Grandma, this time we were able to hunt the red ray and obtain its bile to detoxify you. This little brother also risked his life to help. How can we kill our benefactor without asking why?"

Chen Qingzhou understood now, and his body relaxed a little. He quickly said, "Yes, old man, I am just passing by here, and I am definitely not a spy. Besides, as for this big fish monster, I have no merits but I have worked hard. Please show some mercy!"

The old patriarch looked Chen Qingzhou up and down. Seeing that his red robe was a little tattered, he still looked like a great sect, so he asked, "Who are you?"

Chen Qingzhou bowed and said, "I am Chen Qingzhou, the elder of Zhongzhou Tianci Sect, and I am definitely not a bad person."

Li Changsheng was frightened after hearing this, as the other party was indeed a member of a big sect. Fortunately, he had stopped his elder brother just now.

The old man nodded. "Although our tribe has lived in the deep mountains of the southern barbarians for a long time, we have also heard a little about what is happening in the north. I can't be sure whether you are a good person or a bad person, but the Jiuli tribe has always kept to themselves. What are you doing here?"

This time they came to unite with the Jiuli tribe. Chen Qingzhou did not hide it. "Senior, although you have lived in the South Barbarians for a long time, you must have suffered from the monsters. Although there are still more than two years before the monster fire burns the city, but now there are all kinds of signs that the monsters have already taken action in advance. We came here to join forces with you to fight against the monsters!"

The old patriarch was silent for a while. "We, the Jiuli tribe, have been fighting with those guys from Qianmo Ridge for thousands of years. We are old rivals, but Jiuli also has its own troubles. I'm afraid it's not the right time for us to unite."

Chen Qingzhou finally met the Jiuli people, how could he give up so easily? "Senior, please think about it again. Even Ximen Fort and Xuanyuan Family were destroyed by the henchmen of Wan Yao. If we don't unite, we will be annihilated by them one by one!"

"you are annoying!"

Li Jiuzhan still had a bad face and said angrily: "Your life is only temporarily with me. If you keep talking nonsense, I will chop you off with a knife!"

"Long battle."

The old grandmother stopped him, "Elder Chen, I think I have made myself clear."

"senior……"

Chen Qingzhou wanted to say something else, but Li Jiuzhan picked up the long knife that had just fallen, "Grandma, this kid's words may not be true. I say, just in case, you should kill him!"

Chen Qingzhou was startled, and immediately used his internal energy to defend himself. With his right hand, he secretly made hand gestures behind his back, trying to summon the Ten Thousand Swords.

But he could not feel the presence of the knife, and he couldn't help feeling a little panicked. Ever since he obtained the Wanzhong Knife, it had never left him. It had long become his best friend, through thick and thin with him. Although it was cold, it always stayed with him.

The old patriarch waved his hand and said, "Killing...Hasn't our Jiuli tribe killed enough people over the years? Forget it, wait until your wound is better, and then hurry out of the valley!"

Li Jiuzhan was still indignant, but since his grandmother had spoken, he had no choice but to obey.

Afterwards, Li Changsheng properly arranged for maids to take care of the old patriarch. Even Chen Qingzhou benefited from it, as he had a young girl who took good care of him and used some local herbal remedies.

Chen Qingzhou wanted to stay and find out more information, so he did not mention that his injuries had healed.

He was worried about Qianyu, and asked everyone in the tribe, but he was the only one who emerged from the groundwater, and no one had ever seen the beautiful woman.

Early the next morning, Chen Qingzhou woke up from his dream. Being in the heartland of the Southern Barbarians, he dared not be careless. He had already changed into the half-leather and half-linen clothes of the Jiuli tribe. He had a fair complexion to begin with, and with this attire and messy hair, he looked like a local wild boy.

He hurriedly ate some meat, stood up and walked out of the big animal-skin tent. The view outside suddenly became clear, with lush green everywhere and the sound of waterfalls echoing in the valley. It was very different from the southern barbarian scenery he had seen yesterday, and more like a paradise.

"Brother Chen, are you awake?" A man's resolute voice sounded. It was Li Changsheng.

Chen Qingzhou smiled slightly, "Brother Li."

Li Changsheng is also four meters tall, more than twice as tall as Chen Qingzhou. The two of them standing together look quite funny.

Chen Qingzhou stretched out his hand to stop him and joked, "Stay away from me, you're blocking my sun!"