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If there is a way to get rid of it, how can anyone be willing to be restrained by others?

The leader of the Xuanniao tribe took a deep look at the leader of the Wuyi tribe. In the past, they were both enemies and friends for the benefit of the tribe, but in private, they have always gotten along well. After all, everyone's status is similar, and there are still many common language.

He didn't expect that they would have such a big disagreement this time. He didn't agree with the choice of the leader of the Wuyi tribe. What's wrong with them living like that in the past? Where are the dace tribe's good people? It's hard.

"Ugh."

He sighed deeply, but it was a pity that he couldn't talk to him in detail, because he was afraid that he would go directly to Qiudi and complain, and their Xuanniao would really perish.

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"You mean that the leader of the Xuanniao tribe reminded us?"

Yan looked at Cheng Yang, a little puzzled, why didn't he hear it.

"Yeah." Cheng Yang nodded, his face was calm, and he reminded the leader, "Do you still remember the mountain wind?"

What mountain breeze?

Yan Chu felt a little familiar when he heard the name, but he was sure that there was no such person in the tribe, maybe it was from the original Blue Mountain tribe?Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the old man.

"But the guy from the Xuanniao Tribe?"

The old man thought for a while, and then remembered the brash man he saw at the trade meeting. He remembered that the leader of the Xuanniao tribe called him Shanfeng at that time.

After he reminded him so, Yan's eyes revealed a sudden look.

Cheng Yang's brows and eyes moved slightly, remembering the scene when they called that person over when they left the trade conference. Thinking about it now, what the person said to them at that time contained hints.

At that time, they only thought that the south was a place of right and wrong, and it was not suitable to stay for a long time. How could they expect that after leaving the south, those troubles would come to their door.

He didn't think those people really came here for their pottery. Although the pottery bowls and pots are good, they wouldn't let them leave Chunshou and come here now. It's just a trouble they made up to trouble them. .

"But why would the Xuanniao tribe help us?" Yan was a little puzzled, "Most of those exiles are from their tribe..."

"How can the two be the same? Since they are exiles, they have been exiled by the Xuanniao tribe, which means that they are no longer recognized by the Xuanniao..."

Cheng Yang had already seen the viciousness of those exiles, and he was not surprised that they would be exiled, but Yan's eyes dimmed slightly when he heard the word exile, but he quickly covered it up.

"So the Xuanniao tribe is here to help us?"

"uncertain."

The expression on Cheng Yang's face was unpredictable. Although at present, the Xuanniao tribe did show signs of wanting to help them, but they couldn't really take it lightly and trust a leader from the south.

The old man nodded. This is exactly the reason. Even if the Xuanniao tribe is really helping them, they probably have a plan. Otherwise, why should they offend the dace tribe for them? They don’t have such a deep friendship with Nanfang yet. .

"It's not good! It's not good..." A clansman ran over panting, "Leader, go and have a look!"

Yan's eyelids twitched, and he quickly supported the clansman who was too tired to stand upright, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened, tell me!"

The visitor panted heavily, and pointed his finger behind him, "The tits and the people from the south are fighting..."

Yan Song let go of his clansmen, and immediately turned around and rushed towards the direction he pointed, with the old man and Cheng Yang following closely behind him.

The clansmen who were left in place watched the three of them walk away, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't explained clearly that those southerners wanted to snatch their horn bows!

The tits fought with others because of this!

"Hey, wait for me, slow down, slow down..."

Cheng Yang followed behind Yan, watching him walk like the wind, he could hardly keep up because of his height, the old man beside him was getting older, compared to him, he was not much better, the two could only trot and follow On the pace of inflammation.

They also know that Yan must be very anxious at this time, they want to stabilize these people first, how did they think that the tits would actually fight with them?

Although Cheng Yang started to trot, he didn't show any panic on his face. He knew tits well. He was a rare and clever member of the tribe. If he could, he would definitely not quarrel with others.

Anxious in his heart, Yan quickly rushed to the scene of the incident, and by the time they arrived, it was already a mess.

It wasn't just the tit and the south who fought, because the people in the south who saw them were beaten, and soon someone joined them. Previously, the people of the Jiuli tribe were concerned about causing trouble to the leader, but soon they saw the tit was beaten black and swollen. If you can't bear it, go up and help immediately.

How can there be any reason why so many people in the south are hitting tits?This is simply bullying!

Soon many people from the Jiuli Tribe went up to help, all of them were quick and ruthless, and they would definitely not show mercy.

Anyway, the number of them playing was about the same as that of the opponent, and they didn't wield weapons. This was considered a duel, but it was very fair!

The members of the Jiuli Tribe were plausible, but when the leader stopped them and looked at the southerner who had been beaten up by them, a hint of guilt flashed across their faces.

These people seem to be their Jiuli's guests now, it seems that they are a little too much for them?

Not long after Yan and the others came, several leaders from the south also came, and Cheng Yang discovered that Qiu Di had also shown up.

The leader of Wu Yi was furious. The southerners who fought with Jiuli all died from their tribe. Now it is extremely embarrassing to see the quick-handed man in the tribe beaten into a bruised nose and swollen face.

This is simply slapping him in the face!

"You! That's how you entertained us..."

The head of Wu Yi rushed to Yan in a few steps, and soon the tribesmen in Jiuli surrounded their leader to protect them, for fear that this person would want to attack Yan.

The head of Wu Yi raised his head and confronted these tall and burly men, his short figure lacked the slightest momentum, surrounded by these people, what he originally wanted to say froze for an instant.

The Xuanniao headman standing in the crowd sighed slightly. He looked at the Wuyi tribe who fell on the ground and cried out in pain, and then looked at the fierce Wuyi headman, and shook his head secretly. No wonder they faced each other in the south. The dace tribe is so vulnerable, life in the south was so easy before, I didn't expect the people in the tribe to be so vulnerable now.

There is a bay not far from the south of the dense forest, because there is a method of refining salt passed down by their ancestors. Over the years, they have traded with the north in the south, and they can exchange a lot of food. In addition, there are millet seeds, which belong to the dense forest unconsciously. The bravery and valor of man disappeared from his bones.

He looked at the energetic Jiuli tribe. He never thought that the people in the north, who have always been ignored by the south, could be so capable of beating him. His eyes were a little annoyed. These northerners are so honest. With bright claws, they wouldn't let them be so careless in the south, and now they are reduced to lambs.

Yan gently pushed away the clansmen around him, looked at the head of Wu Yi, and said in a gentle voice, "I'm just here too, let me check the situation first, if the Jiuli people neglect you, I will explain to you of."

His words were very sincere, the head Wu Yi's eyes flickered, he couldn't find any reason, and looked at the tall and strong men standing aside, he could only snort angrily.

Hearing Yan said that they need to investigate clearly, the Jiuli tribe immediately spoke to their leader in a few words. As the situation became clearer, the Wuyi tribe lying on the ground gradually had nothing to say, and their cries of pain became quieter. Get up from the ground yo-yo.

This incident was originally Wu Yi's fault. One of their clansmen somehow wandered into the tent of a clansman of the Jiuli tribe, and was about to touch a sheep's horn bow inside, and this happened to be seen by the tit.

How important the horn bow is to the Jiuli Tribe, Chickade naturally wouldn't let him take it away, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to grab it openly, Chickadee fought him on the spot.

People who grew up in the dense forest environment have a very strong sense of territory. If it weren't for the fact that they were guests in the tribe, the tits would have made a move a long time ago. Now they still want to snatch their horn bows. How could he bear it?

The head of Wu Yi was angry, "Hmph, at worst, we'll trade things with you, and it's wrong for you to beat people!"

Yan frowned, and said seriously, "We changed this."

So it has to be brought back.

Due to the limitation of the number of horns, there are still many people in their tribe who do not have horn bows. How could they exchange such important materials.

Hearing that he actually refused, Head Wu Yi was furious, "You don't want to trade with us, do you know..."

Before he could finish speaking, someone suddenly spoke.

"What is this for?"

Qiu Di, who had been listening for a long time, suddenly spoke. He carefully looked at the ram's horn bow several times, but he really didn't understand what it was for, and why these northerners valued it so much.

There was a look of thought in his eyes.

At this time, how could he have the haughty look he saw before? Cheng Yang thought that it was true. His previous behavior was probably intentional, but he was a little confused about his purpose. Could it be that he wanted to confuse them?

Hearing his question, Yan showed some perplexity on his face, he didn't know if he should tell Qiu Di that this was their weapon.

The sheep horn bow is their secret weapon in Jiuli. Yan knows how powerful this is, it can kill people several meters away, and he subconsciously feels that this should not be told to others, otherwise...

What if they come to grab it?

Cheng Yang walked over and reached out to take the horn bow. At this time, he found an arrow feather from nowhere in his hand. Pull the arrowstring.

"Whoosh-"

The people present only heard a burst of air breaking, and before they could react, they heard a burst of exclamation.

"Cheng Yang, why did you kill my wolf cub?!"

Before Meng could react, he just wanted to come out with the wolf cub in his arms to watch the excitement. Because the wolf cub was making a lot of noise, he put it on the ground, but he didn't expect it to be pierced by Cheng Yang's arrow.

Thinking of this, a trace of grievance appeared in his eyes, looking at the dead wolf cub on the ground, he was about to cry.

"It's better to kill something you don't know well." Cheng Yang's voice was very calm, and he turned his head to look at Qiu Di beside him with a calm face.

"Master Qiu Di thinks what I said is right?"

Qiu Di took a deep look at the little boy Jiuli, as if seeing him for the first time, Cheng Yang didn't dodge at all, and met his gaze directly.

If you can't avoid it, it's better to deter the opponent.

As long as they are strong enough, how dare the opponent act rashly?

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