Whitewash that High Priest [System]

Hearing what the man said, Shi Qiang frowned, "What's the matter? Take your time, don't worry."

But the man waved his hand hastily, "Lord Ren, he fell ill! He is so seriously ill that none of the doctors in the tribe can find out what's going on!" He took a deep breath, trying to change his incoherent words. Get organized, "Master Patriarch, you should go back and have a look first!"

Now, Shi Qiang could no longer calm down.

Shi Qiang is very clear about how important a high priest is to the tribe. What's more, the high priest of their tribe, Mr. Ren, is a high priest with divine power, and Mr. Ren is only less than 30 years old. He was the most physically fit age group, but now he fell ill, and according to the tribe, the doctors in the tribe were helpless against Mr. Ren's illness.

"Did Master Ren not use a healing technique on himself?" Shi Qiang asked the clansman.

The clansman shook his head, "Lord Ren fainted, and..." His eyes swept to Ji Feng's position, then quickly turned back, and said in a low voice, "And, Master Ren's hair... all turned into white."

Shi Qiang's eyes widened suddenly, and he glanced at Ji Feng's hair uncontrollably, his brows and eyes were full of shock and bewilderment.

But it didn't take long before he came back to his senses, quickly reflected, and said to Ji Feng: "Master Feng, take the clansmen and leave first. You heard it too, something happened to our clan, I'm afraid I have to delay It will take a few days before we can go to the spring gathering."

Ji Feng didn't make a sound. He glanced at the member of the Wushan tribe who looked towards him from time to time, recalling what he said about Lord Ren's situation in his mind, and suggested: "Patriarch Shi Qiang, if you don't mind If so, let us go to your tribe with you."

Shi Qiang was stunned for a while, and didn't react for a while, then heard Ji Feng say again, "I heard what your people said just now, if I guessed right, Master Ren's situation should be the same as mine, I Maybe it can be of some help."

Ji Feng's words were extremely sincere, Patriarch Shi Qiang opened his mouth, but he swallowed the words he wanted to refuse, and he glanced at Ji Feng's hair color again, as if he had made up his mind, he said it carefully Nodding, he agreed to Monsoon's proposal.

Ji Feng breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and looked back at the clansmen behind him.

Yun Shan stepped forward and whispered in Ji Feng's ear, "Master Feng, if you want to go, you can go, we will listen to you."

Ji Feng was startled, and curled his lips towards Yunshan.Dabai on the side frowned, squeezed in between the two calmly, raised his arms in front of Ji Feng's eyes, and called out in a low voice: "Feng..."

There was a slit about ten centimeters long in the animal skin on Dabai's arm, and a little black and gray blood was slowly seeping out. Because of the cover of the animal skin, Ji Feng couldn't see Dabai's wound clearly, but the trace The inconspicuous rancid smell still made Ji Feng's heart tense, and his attention was instantly shifted from Yun Shan's body to Da Bai's arm.

He quickly took out his staff and healed the wound on Dabai's arm, then frowned slightly, and looked at Dabai with some dissatisfaction, "If you get hurt in the future, you must tell me right away, you understand?"

Dabai nodded silently, a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

Just as Ji Feng was about to put away his staff, he suddenly remembered something and looked behind Patriarch Shi Qiang.Nearly half of the clansmen he brought were scratched by living corpses. Although none of them were serious, one could tell by looking at these wounds that they must be carrying something terrifying like a virus. If they are not treated in time If so, no one knows whether they will become a walking dead like the leader of Toss.

Patriarch Shi Qiang also noticed this, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were full of solemnity when he looked at the clansmen.

He saw the scene where Ji Feng healed Dabai. Although he really wanted to ask Ji Feng to help heal his clansmen, he also knew that Ji Feng was a priest of another tribe, and every time the high priest used divine power, it would cause different degrees of damage to his body. Due to the influence of the disease, he has no right to ask Ji Feng to heal his people.

Patriarch Shi Qiang sighed, and could only get the clansmen to get up, planning to take them back to the clan, and ask the clan physicians to take a look at them, or wait until Lord Ren's body recovered before treating them.

But at the next moment, Ji Feng's actions shocked Patriarch Shi Qiang so much that he was speechless.

Ji Feng held the magic staff and stood beside the Wushan tribe members who had collapsed on the ground, his lips squirmed twice, and the bright white light quickly surrounded the wounds of those tribe members. The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it didn't take long for it to return to normal.

"Patriarch Shi Qiang?" Ji Feng put away his staff, blinked and looked at Shi Qiang who was standing still, "Shall we go?"

"Mmmm, yes." Patriarch Shi Qiang took a while to react, he nodded and bowed to Ji Feng again, "Master Feng, thank you very much."

"It's fine." Ji Feng helped Patriarch Shi Qiang up.

Shi Qiang's eyes were slightly red, but his voice was extremely firm, "If the Wagner tribe needs help with anything in the future, the Wushan tribe will definitely do their best."

Ji Feng was slightly stunned, but he didn't reject Patriarch Shi Qiang's kindness, he just said: "Okay, if this situation really happens, I will."

Patriarch Shi Qiang nodded and didn't say any more. After tidying up a bit, he walked ahead and led Ji Feng and the others towards his tribe.

Maybe it was worried about his family's high priest Ren, Patriarch Shi Qiang led the way very quickly. Fortunately, the road to the Wushan tribe was flat and not very strenuous to walk.

When they saw the Wushan tribe from a distance, more than five hours had passed, which was much faster than the seven hours predicted by the monsoon.

The Wushan tribe is larger than the Wagner tribe. Compared with the Wagner tribe, which is only a small tribe, the Wushan tribe can be regarded as a medium-sized tribe, but it is a relatively small tribe among the medium-sized tribes.

The current atmosphere of the Wushan tribe is not very good. They already know that their priest has fallen ill.

Patriarch Shi Qiang led Ji Feng and his party straight to the high priest's tent without delaying a single minute on the way.

When Ji Feng saw their high priest Ren, his heart skipped a beat, but he thought it was an expected sight.

The high priest named Lord Ren lying on the straw bed looked almost exactly the same as when he first came to this world.