Chapter 105: The conflict between The Old Priest and Yan Mo (1/2)

Yuan Ji Tribe's warriors don't know what happened, especially the ones who followed Zheng, who are ready to die for the Horde. However, at this time, Zheng and other leaders had a look of joy and two people into the valley.

Zheng nodded to Diao, and Diao immediately sent an order that they would not go to fight tonight. The warriors were even more confused, but they knew that this change must be related to the two people who walked into the valley together with the leaders.

“Zhan!?” All the warriors knew Zhan came to him. They still had suspicious in eyes at first, but they couldn't help but scream again when they approached.

“He is still alive?” This was a normal reaction.

“God! He, he, he... How did he become a 4th Rank warrior?” This is a carefully observant warrior.

The commotion caused by Yuan Zhan is still normal, but the feeling that Yan Mo brings to the warriors is completely different.

Except for a few people, there are very few people who have seen Yan Mo in Yuan Ji Tribe. Even if they have had a meager memories, they have become blurred over time, and the Yan Mo in front them was the one struggling to survive, regardless of his height or temperament. The little slaves who only want to be inconspicuous and this Whitehead man completely different.

The warriors who saw Yan Mo, remembered him because his familiar face and had a sense of familiarity before the fear and shock increased, but the other warriors did not have the familiarity. They stopped at the scene. Yan Mo surrounded by The Cannibal Bees, he was visually shocking, many people goose bumps jumped straight, seeing Yan Mo walked over and could not help but walk back.

The news waved down and quickly spread to the depths of the valley.

“What are you talking about?” The Old Priest doubts his ears.

Qiu Ning was excited: ”It's true! Everyone is saying that Zhan is back!”

“Is he still alive?” The Old Priest is confused

Qiu Ning nodded and said: ”He also carries a Priest from his Tribe”

“His Priest?” The Old Priest got up ,“Go, take me to see.”

Several elders look at each other. Also followed up.

Zheng saw that the warriors were a little chaotic, and immediately told Lie: ”People keep the valley! And the bodies that have been dragged back are also to be quickly disposed of any people are still hungry.”

“Yes.” Lie immediately took the order.

The turmoil in the warriors quickly subsided, and Yan Mo felt a little admiration to the warriors of Zheng and Yuan Ji Tribe from the bottom of his heart. The terrible discipline, even the original, is still moving.

Although their days are still in their original state, because of the intervention of The Three Cities, they have produced distortions and abnormal developments in force. Perhaps this is not in line with the law of social development, but life will automatically find a way out, whether it is normal or not. Yuan Ji Tribe and other primitive tribes whose lives were intervened by The Three Cities are gradually coming out of their own path.

The Three Cities may not know for themselves. After they thought that they only exchanged a little knowledge and exchanged more important things, that knowledge has already begun to ferment and grow. The restrictions on the warriors upgrade will not last forever, even without him. They will slowly find the right upgrade path.

And his presence will make it a little bit flatter in the gap between the primitive and The Three Cities, what the consequences will be, and he really looks forward to it.

The warriors who had been lined up in the valley and prepared to rush out of the valley at night were separated from each other. The Old Priest and several elders walked quickly from behind.

“Da Zhan!” The Old Priest saw him and he believed that Yuan Zhan was still alive, and lived well, with arms and legs, and his face... The Old Priest eyes suddenly straightened!

“You... became a 4th Rank warrior?!”

Yuan Zhan touched his chest with his right fist ,“Qiu Shi Da Ren.”

“How is this possible?” The Old Priest repeatedly looked at Yuan Zhan's face because it was so shocking, thus ignoring the Whitehead teenager standing beside Yuan Zhan and being avoided by everyone.

The next few elders turned their attention to the stranger's Yan Mo, one of them was shaking his fingers, pointing to Yan Mo, whispering to another elder next to him: ”That is That Cannibal Bees right? He ... that person... he and him!”

Yan Mo smiled at them, and several elders stared at him with vigilance.

Zheng stepped forward ,“Qiu Shi Da Ren, what you want to say can be said later, let this Priest Da Ren go to cure the Chief..... Mo Da Ren, come with me!”

“Wait!” The Old Priest scepter crossed, stopped their pathway.

“Who is this person? Priest? Which tribe's Priest? He... Great God Jia Mo! What is on him? How can you get a Priest of his tribe carrying The Cannibal Bees into our tribe's residence!” The Old Priest shouted incredulously.

Zheng frowned. ”Qiu Shi Da Ren, Mo Da Ren is not his tribe Priest. He is from the temple of the ancestral gods. He is the only Priest who has been passed down from the ancestors.” These are all Zheng’s speeches which Yuan Zhan had told to him.

“No matter what Priest he is, our tribe Chief is precious we can't let other Priest touch. Great God Jia Mo will not allow other witches of the gods to touch their own blood! Zheng, how dare you! You forgot that when the salves touched our mother river, caused the muqin river to dry up, have we almost had no water to drink? If today we let the other family Priest touch our Chief, maybe our entire tribe will perish!”

“Qiu Shi Da Ren! ”Zheng screamed in anger and his face was cold: ”As long as he can save Chief Da Ren back, I will bear any consequences! Now, move!”

“What consequences can you bear?” The Old Priest made one step, he didn’t let it go to Zheng’s heart. “If it was not that you couldn’t manage the tribal warriors, how can us finding the salt thing be known by The Zhi Tribe? How can our tribe people die so many? If it was not that you were not fighting well, and how can Chief fall to the point of serious injury in order to defend against the enemy! How can we even give up the residence left by the ancestors!”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh....” Zheng scream was shouted into the sky.

The warrior's head was discolored, and the warriors were scared.