The Strongest Tribe

The desolate bull was running on the wilderness, and the old man Qiaomao lying on the desolate bull's back was gnashing his teeth from time to time. The blood on the tattered animal robe had dried up, but it exuded a strong bloody smell.

Qiao Mao was very uncomfortable.

He has always robbed others, but now he didn't expect to be robbed by others. As a person who makes a living by this, how can he not be angry.

After swallowing the medicinal herbs he was carrying, he felt a clear flow in his painful body, and his body felt much better, but compared to the serious injury, he still couldn't move.

The pillar next to him thought for a while and said aloud: Elder, why don't we go back to the tribe first, your old wound needs witch medicine to heal.

The old man Qiao Mao looked gloomy and uncertain. This time it can be said that he lost a lot of money. They are a trade team and road robbers.

How should I put it, when I came out from the tribe, I didn't bring anything with me. People drove wild cattle, wandered around in the vast Tuze wilderness, and grabbed a fortune from whoever they met, so that the goods would be available.

He couldn't swallow the sigh of being snatched away overnight by others over the harvest of more than four months of going out this time.

hiss!

The severe pain in his body made Qiao Mao's face even more ferocious. He sighed and said, Let's go, go back to the tribe first, this time it's a confession.

In the end, he still decided to swallow his breath, the worst would be to heal his injuries and get them back from elsewhere.

yes.

Zhuzi greeted the rest of the people, and drove the barren cattle to turn around, heading towards the Tuze Great Lake in the opposite direction.

...

five days later.

Xia Tuo stands on a low hill at the junction of the wilderness and the mountains. The sparse shrubs are swaying, and there are wild rabbits and other small animals running around in the forest. It is a very friendly scene.

The premise is that they don't know that a group of road thieves are here.

Wrong, Horde.

The Inferior Wind Fox Tribe, one of the six lower tribes under the Qiuyu Tribe, lives in a rolling hill on the west side of the Tuze Great Lake. There is a snow-white fur fox living in the mountain, so it is named Fenghu Hill.

The Fenghu tribe got its name because of this, and the wind fox fur that the Fenghu tribe bartered out had a good reputation among the entire rain-seeking tribe and even the other three middle-level tribes around them.

Most noble ladies like animal robes made of wind fox fur.

Following all the way here, Xia Tuo has opened his eyes. If you go out, you will steal and come in, and you will serve the people. The Fenghu Tribe not only sells Fenghu fur well, but also makes money.

So he also hid in this hill. The old man Qiao Mao didn't die, which made Xia Tuo feel incredible. After all, he saw him killed by himself, and he didn't expect to come back to life.

Obviously, it was an unknown method that deceived him.

He was very curious, pretending to be dead like this is definitely a good technique to save his life.

He would love to learn it.

In the next few days, he kept wandering around the Wind Fox Hill, and found a very interesting thing, the business of the Wind Fox tribe was very big, and there were more than a wave of people who went out to be thieves.

Within a few days, he found several waves of clansmen coming and going, all of whom were standard configurations for a group of people driving desolate cattle, and everyone in the Emotional Fox Department was talented.

Under the night, the entire hill became quiet, and a pile of lush wormwood was slowly pushed away, revealing Xia Tuo's head. At this moment, he covered his face with animal skins, leaving only two dark and big eyeballs.

On his shoulder lay a three-foot-sized silver-white fox, exuding a faint foul smell.

Don't be afraid, this fox has already belched, and it is used to cover his breath.

The wind foxes hunt foxes, but they have also mastered how to raise wind foxes. These little things are much sharper than human noses.

The Fenghu Department was built on a hill, surrounded by low city walls, the stone houses were scattered in height, and there were tribesmen patrolling under the night. Xia Tuo easily turned in from a corner, and followed a tribe soldier. into the tribe.

Where is Elder Qiao Mao?

In the dark, Xia Tuo shouted, and suddenly a guy who was walking around in the tribe and didn't know what he was doing subconsciously said, That's not in the west palace.

Well, you~~

boom!

Beat this guy dumbfounded,

Xia Tuo stuffed it into a nearby stone house, beat the people in the stone house unconscious, and moved towards the stone hall on the west side of the tribe.

Qiao Mao's family hall is easy to find. There are not many stone temples in the entire Fenghu tribe. Except for the family hall and the totem hall, it is easy to distinguish them.

After touching the wrong corner twice, he arrived outside Qiao Mao's stone hall.

Why would the patriarch personally go to the Qiuyu Tribe to escort the tribute? Isn't it always Elder Mu who went there in the past?

There was a voice in the stone hall. For Xia Tuo, who had become a warrior in the Tianmai realm, he could hear it clearly, and it was only by virtue of his hearing that he could escape the soldiers of the Fenghu tribe.

In the stone hall, Qiao Mao sat paralyzed on the large stone bed. During the day, he heard some commotion in the tribe, but at that time he fell into a drowsy sleep, and he woke up not long ago, and specially called the tribe to inquire.

Elder, the Rain-seeking Tribe sent word that the filial piety they want will be increased by 20%, so Wu and the patriarch went to the Rain-seeking Tribe in person this time, and are going to see the Rain-wizard of the Rain-seeking tribe to see if it can be reduced a little.

what!

The wrinkle between Qiao Mao's brows was furrowed with anger, and after a few breaths, he let out a long and helpless sigh.

The Begging Rain Tribe asked for an increase in tribute. As long as the Fenghu tribe is still living and multiplying here, they can only guard it. Moreover, the tribe’s business without money, if not for the acquiescence of the Begging Rain Tribe, how could they still do it for such a long time? have to go down?

It's a medium-sized tribe. If we just talk about it, we will have to run and break our legs. The dirty work is ours, and they just wait for the profit.

Hearing the complaints from the people beside him, Qiao Mao said: Okay, you should go down and rest too.

Xia Tuowo watched the figure walk out of the stone hall from the corner of the wall and disappeared under the night. He got up, went to the door, opened it, and walked in.

Didn't I tell you to go back and rest?

Qiao Mao did not raise his head, and said aloud, but saw a shadow covering him, and then looked up.

you!

Cough~~~

Qiao Mao, who was stuck in the neck, stared at Xia Tuo with wide eyes, puzzled in his eyes.

Why~what~what~~

Because you live in a bigger house than mine.

click.

With a crisp sound, Qiao Mao tilted his head and his neck collapsed in. Xia Tuo looked at it and was sure that it was a real hiccup this time.

He rummaged through the stone hall and found several animal skin scrolls, one of which was the technique of Qiao Lance pretending to be dead, but the traces on the animal skin scrolls were not that long, obviously it was a copied scroll.

Then he looked around, knocked on the stone bed with his hand, and found that there was some hollowness inside the stone bed, so he directly removed the stone bed, revealing a thick copper box one foot square.

click.

When the copper box was opened, Xia Tuo admitted that his eyes had been blinded again. The animal cores were full of twinkling and twinkling. He felt that the sky was full of little stars.

Under the hundreds of mixed-blood beast cores, there is a row of more than 30 semi-pure blood essence cores. In addition, he also saw two crystals that were different from the beast cores, but the spiritual power contained in them, It is more pure than the beast nucleus.

Spar? Lingshi?

Holding these two crystal stones, Xia Tuo's eyes lit up. If you haven't eaten a pig's head, can you still see a pig running? This should be the legendary mysterious spirit stone that is used for cultivation and attracts countless masters to kill for treasure.

An elder of a small and inferior tribe actually possessed so many beast cores. Xia Tuo felt inferior. Not only was he an earthworm, he was also poor.

Big soil, millennium vinegar.

After killing Qiao Mao, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It seems that his mind has gradually merged with this world after such a long time. Anyway, this guy is not a good person. Of course, Xia Tuo himself doesn't think he is a good thing. , at least he couldn't bear the temptation of so many beast cores.

Putting the copper box into the demon-killing order space, he quietly exited Qiao Mao's family hall, and when he looked up, he was blocked by a huge stone hall again.

The clan hall and the totem hall of the Fenghu tribe are juxtaposed in the center of the tribe, and other stone halls are distributed on both sides of the clan hall. For example, the stone hall of Qiao Mao is on the west side of the clan hall.

...

Behind the stone hall on the east side of the family hall, outside an inconspicuous stone house, four warriors are stationed. The thick stone gate is dead dead. Compared with other places in the tribe, the four totem warriors guard here day and night.

call out! call out! call out! call out!

At this moment, the void exploded, and the four totem warriors guarding the door were hit by four stones before they could react. They suddenly felt a huge force knocking them into pieces, and their bodies fell apart. It flew across and landed heavily on the ground.

Rumble!

Xia Tuo came from the dark, kicked open the stone door, and suddenly a silver light bloomed, and arrow feathers shot out towards him all over the sky.

Witch!

Xia Tuo swung his fist horizontally, and an illusory sky vein emerged, and the fighting energy in the sky vein surged out like a river, smashing the arrows that filled the sky.

Click!

A witch talisman shattered in the sky, and the light of arrows all over the sky disappeared. He stepped into the stone house, and all he saw were large boxes, animal skins, and ores.

receive!

Nothing else, anyway, this time he is ready to make such a vote.

After all the boxes were collected, a huge copper door appeared on the ground of the stone house. He struggled to pull it several times before he could remove a small hole. This copper door weighed tens of thousands of pounds.

Going down, there is a big stone room.

Armor, medicinal herbs, animal skins, all kinds of things he has never seen before.

In the next moment, Xia Tuo threw out all the animal skins he just collected, which was too much.

It's not that the bloody animal skins are not needed. All the weapons are collected and can be brought back to be re-smelted. There are more than ten large copper boxes in the stone room, and Xia Tuo opened one of them.

twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

It wasn't a beast core, nor a spar. It was a kind of ore he had never seen before. The whole body was blue and shimmering, giving him a feeling of beauty.

He didn't care about other things, he put all the big boxes in the Monster Slaying Order, and then started to pick up good things to take. The Fenghu tribe had accumulated too much.

As for the armor, he didn't want it anymore. If he took it back and used it by himself, it would be easy to expose. He only took animal skins, ores, and herbs.

Rumble.

Soon there was a noise outside, Xia Tuo glanced at the things on the ground, a little bit reluctant, without any hesitation, turned around to look away, punched the back wall of the stone house, and took advantage of the night to head towards the hills outside the tribe go.