Chapter 282: The cunning Young Master Jiu Feng. (1/2)

Dda stared at Yan Mo and growled uneasily.

Ding Fei and DHe didn't understand at first, but when he looked at Yan Mo with Dda's eyes, his face changed. ”DRen? ”!”

Yan Mo put his hand weakly on Dda's shoulder and let him bear most of his weight.

Dda wanted to pick him up, and Yan Mo shook his head.

Zheng also saw that it was wrong, and his eyes showed concern.

”The Three Cities messengers are gone?” Yan Mo whispered to Zheng as he approached.

Zheng turned around and whistled with his fingers in his mouth. Soon another whistle came.

Zheng then answered positively, ”Gone.”

Yan Mo nodded, then raised his hand to let Jiu Feng fall into his palm and said to him, ”Jiu Feng, those three people are not mean to grab our land, but also want to kill our two Legged Monsters, can you look at them? If they don't go to Duo Fei Tribe, but stay halfway or do something else, you come back and tell me, we'll teach them a lesson.”

”Hey!” Jiu Feng looked at the three men and was disgusted with them. He hated the people who would set fire! ”Bad guys, watch me get rid of them!”

”Be careful, don't get too close, don't give them the chance to hurt you, and don't burn the gra.s.sland.”

Jiu Feng's shrewd eyes glowed fiercely. He knew what to do. This is his territory. It's easy to bully three Two Legged Monsters.

The Young Master Jiu Feng laughed and flew away.

Yan Mo was a little relieved and told Zheng, ”I may be unconscious later. Don't worry about it. I'm just overdrawn. Don't panic. Just let me lie down and have a rest. You can carry on with everything first.”

”Mo DRen?” Zheng grasped his fists. He was the leader of the warriors and he was useless! The whole tribe was supported by Priest DRen, he and everyone looked for Mo DRen whenever he encountered anything, but forgot that Mo DRen was only a younger teenager. Although his blood ability reached the 5th rank, his physical aspect of pure strength was only 3rd Rank.

Zheng did not know at this time that Yan Mo had risen to 6th rank, but his pure strength was still in 3rd Rank.

”It's all right. Don't let the dwarf and the Mer-people see the flaws. If someone wants to come and talk to me, you and DHe help me stand in the way and say I'm tired and need a rest.”

”Yes! So...”

Yan Mo knows what Zheng is asking and smiles, ”Don't worry about Bai Yan and them.”

The snake also hoped that he would continue to make bone objects for them, and knew that Yuan Zhan was so good that even if he lay down, they would have no other ideas.

DHe had a brainstorm. ”Ding Fei, you go and ask the escort to carry that chair over.”

Yan Mo gave DHe a smile of approval.

Ding Fei flew away.

Soon the escort came running with a chair, and DHe invited Yan Mo to the wooden chair in front of the crowd.

Yan Mo sat in a wooden chair and looked like he's keeping his eyes closed.

Zheng and DHe shouted to the Jiu Yuan People who wanted to be close to Priest DRen and the dwarf chief who probably wanted to express their merits, saying that Priest DRen was tired on the way and needed a rest, and whatever they want would happen later.

The Dwarfs chief saw Yan Mo just came back and thought it was really hard to disturb him. He said h.e.l.lo to Yan Mo and left first.

The Mer-people did not follow, and the high-ranking Mer-warrior, who was sent, remained faithfully in the outer moat without explicit orders. Yu-Wu, who was stealthy and peeking at Yan Mo, knew what was happening when he looked at Yan Mo. He smiled and sank into the water. The Three Cities messenger suddenly arrived. The little priest must have a lot of work to do. He'd better come back to him when he's finished.

Because Yan Mo explained in advance, when they returned to the Priest's residence in the little forest, the guards and Zheng found that their Priest DRen had pa.s.sed out on the chair, they were not too alarmed.

Dda was faster than everyone else, he grabbed Yan Mo in his arms, and guided by Ding Fei, sent him into the house.

Yan Mo slept for two days, and now he finally knows why Meng slept for three days. It's not only physical exhaustion, but also mental exhaustion.

Two days later, Yan Mo consolidated his slightly breakthrough spirit and flew back to the valley in a bone bird. He had to take the rest of the people, especially Yuan Zhan, a super hitter.

When Yan Mo returned for the third group, the first person to set out by boat had just arrived at the river in Jiu Yuan.

For three consecutive days, Yan Mo did not stop day and night to transport all the people back.

Yuan Zhan came back with him on his last trip, and the last group was a little smaller than the number they bought at first.

Because of the guide's watchful eyes, Yan Mo did not let Yuan Zhan kill those people, leave them in the valley and let them live and die.

Among these people are the persistent scornful people, the sc.u.ms who always think of oppressing others by force even among the slaves of war, and the people who yearn for ”freedom” themselves. The bad individuals have been solved by Yuan Zhan when he left them there when they went hunting.

Those who yearn for ”freedom” have no concept of labor, and they were forced to work as slaves by The Moer-Gan before. They are not willing to work in Jiu Yuan to earn their freedom.

When Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo last asked people who didn't want to go to The Jiu Yuan and agreed that those who didn't want to go could leave without any cost, these people ”bravely” stood up and fought for a ”real freedom” opportunity for themselves and left.

Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo were so agreeable that they didn't even take anything from the valley and left it all to them.

They were happy at first, but when they found out that there were fewer and fewer people in the valley, and finally only a handful of them, including a few bully sc.u.ms, they panicked again and wanted to follow the army to The Jiu Yuan.

But it was too late. Bone bird had already flown.

The people who stayed in the valley did not stay too long. Yan Mo was not there. No one talked to The Mandrill elder. The Mandrill elder could not squeeze oil from these people. He immediately got angry and drove them out of the forest without killing them. And not killing them had been already because he respected Yan Mo.

What happened to these people later, Yan Mo did not intentionally understand, see The Guide did not add his Sc.u.m VALUE, he left it alone.

In addition, because Xia Yu had not fired out the jar and water tank for The Mandrill elder until the last pick-up, Yuan Zhan had to go and find the hard to seep stone to make several large water jars and more than a dozen small jars for The Mandrill, and the other large and small pottery made by Xia Yu also remained there. The Mandrill elder was very happy about it.

Yan Mo left The Mandrill elder a simple way to make wine from fruit and told him how to store it before leaving.

Whether The Mandrill elder can make monkey wine or not, that depends on his luck.

The Jiu Yuan Territory northward in a vast grotesque megalithic forest.

The Ye He Trio could not walk and found a shelter for the night.

Wei-Te licked his lips and pa.s.ses the water bag to Ye He first.

Ye He took a sip and handed it back to Wei-Te.

Wei-Te finished and handed it to Peng Si. Peng Si drank his last sip and cussed his mother.

”What a strange wind and sand! It was such a fine day and its noon. Suddenly there's a strong wind. It's windy and sandy all over the sky. The road is not clear. If we hadn't avoided the strong wind, we wouldn't have fallen here.”