Chapter 1088
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Mu Feng led a group of people to follow Yale Terrace to the Wenlong Department, saw the scene in front of him, and went directly to help the people from the Wenlong Department without any hesitation.
It's just that in the center of the fight, apart from the tattooed dragon tribe and the unknown dark-patterned invaders, there are also some colorful poisonous snakes and lightning-fast purple figures flashing among them.
Occasionally, those purple figures paused to bite on the spotted viper's body, and most of them were seven inches from the snake.
Obviously, the spotted viper was restrained.
Fortunately, there were not many of these purple figures, otherwise Wenlongbu would be at a disadvantage in an instant.
Mu Feng thought of what Yaletai said in his heart, these people should be the Purple Beast Tribe that he called "Restraining the Dragon Tribe".
And those little purple beasts are obviously sables.
It's just that these sables are bigger than Mu Feng's impression, and their faces are more ferocious than the budding image in his impression.
Because after these sables bit the venomous snake one by one, there were some bloodstains on the corners of their mouths, but the sound was really "milk fierce milk fierce", and they kept screaming "ha-ha-ha-".
There are both demonstrations and showing off.
Mu Feng looked around, thinking in his heart that if he could raise two more sables, he would be considered a mink man.
What is it to pet cats and dogs!
But now is not the time for him to think too much.
Because to him it was just two fighting each other, but to Wenlongbu it was a matter of life and death!
Since their great chief and hundreds of warriors were kidnapped, the sudden attack by the Purple Beasts caused them heavy losses.
In a short period of time, more than 30 people of the human race were seriously injured—although they were not dead, they lost their ability to fight.
Judging from the current situation, they will soon lose.
It's just that the situation in the field changed suddenly in the next moment.
The soldiers of the Wenlong tribe, who were always at a disadvantage, felt their minds tense, and couldn't help but look towards a place where the sound of the flute sounded.
There was a person holding a bamboo flute and whimpering and playing it.
Others didn't know what it meant, but the people from the Dragon Tattoo couldn't help but tense up.
Because at the moment when the flute sounded, they instantly felt that they had lost contact with Wenlong!
At this time, all the spotted vipers stopped fighting independently, and quickly gathered together, holding their heads high, fighting and retreating, and moved to Mu Feng's side, one by one more than half a meter above the ground.
Looking from the side, it looks like a person is in a field of wheat stalks to check how the crops are growing.
It was Mu Feng who specially prepared the bamboo flute when he set off from Dajiang, and now he played the snake control tune here.
The spotted venomous snakes gathered together with the music played by the wood wind, and when they faced the sables approaching, they did not fight individually, but raised their heads together to meet the sables.
In this way, the sable has nothing to say.
The Spotted Viper, who was originally at a disadvantage, got rid of the situation of being constantly grinded and killed, and turned from defense to offense.
All the people of the Wenlong tribe looked at Mufeng with wide eyes and excited expressions.
Including Yale Terrace.
"The envoy of the tattooed dragon!" Yaletai secretly thought in his heart, and then he yelled at the clansmen.
All the people of the Wenlong clan were eager to fight and rushed forward.
Da Jiang and Goshawk's 700 warriors rushed forward together - without the restraint of poisonous snakes and sables, they didn't have to be timid.
And the clansmen of the Purple Beast Department were already frightened after the sable was at a disadvantage.
After seeing so many people besieged, they all showed horror.
Because the hundreds of people who suddenly appeared in front of them were much more than them.
And they are riding various mounts one by one, holding reflective golden knives in their hands, which makes people shudder.
The most terrible thing is that all kinds of huge beasts appeared around at some point.
However, the trembling members of the Purple Beast Division suddenly roared angrily one by one, with fierce expressions on their faces.
But it turned out that their ferocity was stimulated by extreme fear-if this is the case with wild beasts, let alone humans?
Fighting desperately before death is the commonality of many creatures.
So what if they are like this?
It's just a battle of trapped beasts!
There are three or five hundred more fighters from Dajiang and Goshawk than them, how can they defeat them?
So when they rushed forward one by one, the two soldiers raised their hands to kill them with a slight frown.
Just a face-to-face meeting, less than a hundred of the two or three hundred purple beast tribe fighters who came to sneak attack remained!
The ferocity that had just been aroused was suppressed again, and the remaining dozens of people fell on the spot one by one, trembling.
They can't reproduce a trace of resistance!
Yale Terrace and other Wenlong people cheered in unison, knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with their heads, dipped their hands on the spot and smeared their foreheads and faces with blood, then raised their heads and cheered loudly: "Ula——"
To Mu Feng's shock and helplessness, these members of the Wenlong tribe did not show due sadness and sorrow for the death of their own tribe members.
Instead, it is the ecstasy and excitement after defeating the enemy.
For the remaining Purple Beast tribe members, Yaletai and others looked at them as if they were dead, without any pity or other feelings.
Mu Feng understood from the bottom of his heart that although these two films were small, they were real primitive tribes.
Obscurity, survival instinct, submission to the strong...
The most primitive instincts of many people or creatures are fully reflected in them.
For Yaletai and others, the dead are dead, and the only reason is to live.
For these people, surviving after each life-and-death battle is the most fortunate thing.
Mu Feng was silent in his heart.
He could understand this situation, but he couldn't accept it.
Now that the Wenlong Department is going to join Da Jiang, it is necessary for him to change some of their ideas and practices.
Otherwise, they would all trade their lives for their lives, how many people would be left in the end?
Sure enough, after cheering, Yaletai immediately yelled at the enemy, to the effect that they should hurry up and kill the rest of the Purple Beast tribe.
Mu Feng hurriedly stopped: Yale Terrace, stop!
Yale Terrace wondered: why?
Wood Wind: Don't kill them, they are useful!
Yaletai said bitterly: But they killed my people!
Wooden Wind: But what good will killing them do to you?
Yale Terrace: We want revenge!
Mu Feng shook his head: These people are useless to you if you kill them, but if you stay, they can help you work and build a tribe!
Yale Taiwan frowned puzzled.
Mu Feng said: "The houses and city walls you saw in Jianglong City required a lot of people to build, and it would be difficult for you clansmen alone to complete them!"
Yaletai frowned and remained silent, bowing his head in thought.
After a while, he turned around and "Yiliwala" communicated with the people of the same clan, obviously discussing.
Wood wind does not interfere.
For such an ignorant primitive tribe, it can only proceed slowly.
After a while, Yale Tai solemnly said to Mu Feng: You are the envoy of Wenlong, we will listen to what you say!
"Messenger of the Dragon?" Mu Feng was puzzled in his heart, thinking of what "God Natulu" he was talking about in the Ape Department.
Could it be that he is going to become a new magic stick again here?
He asked doubtfully: "The envoy with the dragon pattern?"
Yale Taiwan solemnly nodded: The one who can control the tattooed dragon of our tribe is the tattooed dragon messenger!
Mu Feng suddenly realized.
That being the case, the rest is easy to handle.
He opened his mouth and ordered: Don't kill the remaining captives, and leave them to work for the tribe, or you can exchange them with their tribe for something.
Yale Terrace: Change something?
Wooden Feng nodded: Food, weapons, these are all fine. If you don't have any shortages, just stay here!
But he immediately said: Forget it, I can give you all these things. If you really let these people go back, it will also be a threat to your tribe.
Yaletai said in surprise: You will give us weapons?
Mu Feng nodded: I can give you some sharper weapons, but not many, after all, even though you joined Da Jiang, the clansmen and warriors did not migrate to Da Jiang.
Yale Terrace nodded quickly: I understand!
Mu Feng nodded: Well, first let your clansmen pack up and arrange these captives, and then we will go directly to the Jinqi Mountain you mentioned!
Yaletai hastily agreed: Yes!
Mu Feng led his clansmen to wait aside, watching temporarily.
Bai Yue quietly came to Mu Feng's side, and asked in a low voice: "Great chief, this Wenlong tribe doesn't have a high sense of identity with the clansmen!"
Mu Feng shook his head helplessly, and explained the situation to him in a low voice.
Bai Yue nodded silently: "I understand!"
Mu Feng sighed and said: "In such a tribe, it is a blessing to be able to live, how can we care about the death of the tribe?"
Bai Yue clenched her fists tightly, thinking of what happened to her tribe before.
Mo Kehan looked strange.
He didn't expect Mu Feng to understand the small tribes of the Wenlong tribe so well.
In his view, as long as it is a large tribe, there is no one to care about the life and death of a small tribe, as long as there is no loss to the own tribe.
Suddenly, he once again felt the difference between Jiang and Shaoli, and he became more and more sure that he made the right choice.
After a short meeting, Yale Terrace brought several people from the Wenlong Department to Mufeng and knelt down to salute.
Woodwind was surprised.
Yaletai begged: Lord God Envoy, please save my people!
He knew that Wood Wind could heal, so he brought his clansmen to beg him.
Wooden Wind nodded: Good!
Immediately, he followed Yaletai to the people in his hands, and healed their injuries with the Wood Dao Derivation Technique.
The people of the Wenlong tribe who were seriously injured and dying got up one by one and knelt down to salute Mufeng, shouting "Master God Envoy"!
Of course, these words they yelled were still spoken in the Awula language named after the system, and only Mu Feng could understand them.
...
Yale Terrace arranged the affairs of the tribe, and took less than ten people to set off again with Mufeng.
When they set off, they deliberately brought some slaughtered prey meat, wrapped them in animal skins and carried them on their backs.
Along the way, the clansmen of Yale Terrace and Wenlong tribe expressed their gratitude to Mufeng, even when they quietly looked at him from the side, they would treat him like a god.
A person who can understand their words, can control Wenlong, heal their wounds, and is the descendant of their totem Wenlong ancestor...
The combination of various factors made these people feel more and more in awe of Mu Feng.
Although these few people were few, when they looked at Mu Feng, they looked like they were willing to die for his order.
For this fanaticism far beyond religious belief, Mu Feng was not used to it.
Fortunately, he had an experience with the ape department before, so it wasn't too abrupt for him.
But Mo Ke Khan and others on the side have never seen such a scene.
I just feel that this group of barbarians has always been a group of wild and unruly people, and they can't understand the words, and it is even more difficult to communicate.
He never thought that people in such a tribe would obey anyone wholeheartedly.
He didn't expect to actually see him right now—Mu Feng!
...
A group of people left Wenlongbu and continued to go northwest.
The road became more and more difficult to walk.
When passing by Jinqi Mountain, Mufeng stopped to rest, looked around, and found that it was indeed a same mine.
His heart was greatly moved, and he once again moved his mind to mine.
At the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about how to persuade Wenlong to mine.
After Yale saw it, he hurried up to explain: Great Chief, this is the deep mountain of our Wenlong tribe, and there are Wenlong of our tribe in it!
Mu Feng saw that there were few trees in the whole same mine, and asked doubtfully, "This place is full of gold objects, how could there be a tattooed dragon?"
Yale Terrace did not argue, but went straight to a mountain depression, and began to make a strange "hissing" sound from its mouth, obviously calling for something?
"He's calling the snake?" Mu Feng wondered.
Soon, several people around shouted in unison: "Great chief, look!"
Mu Feng hurriedly looked at one place, and there suddenly appeared a large spotted boa constrictor with the thickness of a bowl!
"Hey!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "It's so big!"
Originally, he thought that the piebald snake was just a slender poisonous snake, but he didn't expect it to grow so big!
Everyone gasped and stayed where they were.
I'm afraid that if someone accidentally provokes this big snake, it will get angry.
At such a close distance, no one can guarantee that they will be able to escape its attack.
Li Wang lifted the hammer quietly, and moved towards Mu Feng.
Mu Feng held the bamboo flute tightly in one hand, frowning in defense.
Once something like a snake exceeds the normal size, it is easy to reveal evil nature.
Especially on such a mountain in front of him, in Mufeng's view, it is unlikely that there are snakes, but he did not expect that there are not only snakes here, but also far beyond what he has seen before.
For the unknown, Mu Feng thinks it is better to have a little respect.
But respect is all respect, the other party really threatened his safety, and he was unambiguous when it was time to do it.
It's just that the giant python just raised its head and looked at Yale Terrace opposite after it showed up, completely ignoring other people.
"It really is evil!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "How can there be such a snake that is not afraid of crowds!"
At this time, Yale Terrace let out a hissing sound while quietly kneeling on the ground on one knee, took off the animal skin wrapped in pieces of meat from its back, unwrapped it layer by layer, and then raised its hands above its head as a gesture of dedication. .
Man offers food to the snake!
Mu Feng's heart trembled.
In this way, this spotted boa constrictor may have been "cooked"!
Sure enough, the spotted boa constrictor saw Yaletai holding up the blood food with both hands, and twisted its body to come to Yaletai.
Act like no one else is there!
Everyone dared not relax for a moment, but they didn't know what to do next.
Because Yaletai didn't tell anyone what he was going to do beforehand.
Even Mufeng didn't know!
Bai Yue looked anxiously at Mu Feng, and was just caught by Mu Feng.
Mu Feng frowned and thought for a while, then waved his hand, motioning everyone to back away.
He knew that when snakes were eating, stay away from them and they would not be attacked.
Because that's sending it a message - no one will fight him for food!
(end of this chapter)
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Mu Feng led a group of people to follow Yale Terrace to the Wenlong Department, saw the scene in front of him, and went directly to help the people from the Wenlong Department without any hesitation.
It's just that in the center of the fight, apart from the tattooed dragon tribe and the unknown dark-patterned invaders, there are also some colorful poisonous snakes and lightning-fast purple figures flashing among them.
Occasionally, those purple figures paused to bite on the spotted viper's body, and most of them were seven inches from the snake.
Obviously, the spotted viper was restrained.
Fortunately, there were not many of these purple figures, otherwise Wenlongbu would be at a disadvantage in an instant.
Mu Feng thought of what Yaletai said in his heart, these people should be the Purple Beast Tribe that he called "Restraining the Dragon Tribe".
And those little purple beasts are obviously sables.
It's just that these sables are bigger than Mu Feng's impression, and their faces are more ferocious than the budding image in his impression.
Because after these sables bit the venomous snake one by one, there were some bloodstains on the corners of their mouths, but the sound was really "milk fierce milk fierce", and they kept screaming "ha-ha-ha-".
There are both demonstrations and showing off.
Mu Feng looked around, thinking in his heart that if he could raise two more sables, he would be considered a mink man.
What is it to pet cats and dogs!
But now is not the time for him to think too much.
Because to him it was just two fighting each other, but to Wenlongbu it was a matter of life and death!
Since their great chief and hundreds of warriors were kidnapped, the sudden attack by the Purple Beasts caused them heavy losses.
In a short period of time, more than 30 people of the human race were seriously injured—although they were not dead, they lost their ability to fight.
Judging from the current situation, they will soon lose.
It's just that the situation in the field changed suddenly in the next moment.
The soldiers of the Wenlong tribe, who were always at a disadvantage, felt their minds tense, and couldn't help but look towards a place where the sound of the flute sounded.
There was a person holding a bamboo flute and whimpering and playing it.
Others didn't know what it meant, but the people from the Dragon Tattoo couldn't help but tense up.
Because at the moment when the flute sounded, they instantly felt that they had lost contact with Wenlong!
At this time, all the spotted vipers stopped fighting independently, and quickly gathered together, holding their heads high, fighting and retreating, and moved to Mu Feng's side, one by one more than half a meter above the ground.
Looking from the side, it looks like a person is in a field of wheat stalks to check how the crops are growing.
It was Mu Feng who specially prepared the bamboo flute when he set off from Dajiang, and now he played the snake control tune here.
The spotted venomous snakes gathered together with the music played by the wood wind, and when they faced the sables approaching, they did not fight individually, but raised their heads together to meet the sables.
In this way, the sable has nothing to say.
The Spotted Viper, who was originally at a disadvantage, got rid of the situation of being constantly grinded and killed, and turned from defense to offense.
All the people of the Wenlong tribe looked at Mufeng with wide eyes and excited expressions.
Including Yale Terrace.
"The envoy of the tattooed dragon!" Yaletai secretly thought in his heart, and then he yelled at the clansmen.
All the people of the Wenlong clan were eager to fight and rushed forward.
Da Jiang and Goshawk's 700 warriors rushed forward together - without the restraint of poisonous snakes and sables, they didn't have to be timid.
And the clansmen of the Purple Beast Department were already frightened after the sable was at a disadvantage.
After seeing so many people besieged, they all showed horror.
Because the hundreds of people who suddenly appeared in front of them were much more than them.
And they are riding various mounts one by one, holding reflective golden knives in their hands, which makes people shudder.
The most terrible thing is that all kinds of huge beasts appeared around at some point.
However, the trembling members of the Purple Beast Division suddenly roared angrily one by one, with fierce expressions on their faces.
But it turned out that their ferocity was stimulated by extreme fear-if this is the case with wild beasts, let alone humans?
Fighting desperately before death is the commonality of many creatures.
So what if they are like this?
It's just a battle of trapped beasts!
There are three or five hundred more fighters from Dajiang and Goshawk than them, how can they defeat them?
So when they rushed forward one by one, the two soldiers raised their hands to kill them with a slight frown.
Just a face-to-face meeting, less than a hundred of the two or three hundred purple beast tribe fighters who came to sneak attack remained!
The ferocity that had just been aroused was suppressed again, and the remaining dozens of people fell on the spot one by one, trembling.
They can't reproduce a trace of resistance!
Yale Terrace and other Wenlong people cheered in unison, knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with their heads, dipped their hands on the spot and smeared their foreheads and faces with blood, then raised their heads and cheered loudly: "Ula——"
To Mu Feng's shock and helplessness, these members of the Wenlong tribe did not show due sadness and sorrow for the death of their own tribe members.
Instead, it is the ecstasy and excitement after defeating the enemy.
For the remaining Purple Beast tribe members, Yaletai and others looked at them as if they were dead, without any pity or other feelings.
Mu Feng understood from the bottom of his heart that although these two films were small, they were real primitive tribes.
Obscurity, survival instinct, submission to the strong...
The most primitive instincts of many people or creatures are fully reflected in them.
For Yaletai and others, the dead are dead, and the only reason is to live.
For these people, surviving after each life-and-death battle is the most fortunate thing.
Mu Feng was silent in his heart.
He could understand this situation, but he couldn't accept it.
Now that the Wenlong Department is going to join Da Jiang, it is necessary for him to change some of their ideas and practices.
Otherwise, they would all trade their lives for their lives, how many people would be left in the end?
Sure enough, after cheering, Yaletai immediately yelled at the enemy, to the effect that they should hurry up and kill the rest of the Purple Beast tribe.
Mu Feng hurriedly stopped: Yale Terrace, stop!
Yale Terrace wondered: why?
Wood Wind: Don't kill them, they are useful!
Yaletai said bitterly: But they killed my people!
Wooden Wind: But what good will killing them do to you?
Yale Terrace: We want revenge!
Mu Feng shook his head: These people are useless to you if you kill them, but if you stay, they can help you work and build a tribe!
Yale Taiwan frowned puzzled.
Mu Feng said: "The houses and city walls you saw in Jianglong City required a lot of people to build, and it would be difficult for you clansmen alone to complete them!"
Yaletai frowned and remained silent, bowing his head in thought.
After a while, he turned around and "Yiliwala" communicated with the people of the same clan, obviously discussing.
Wood wind does not interfere.
For such an ignorant primitive tribe, it can only proceed slowly.
After a while, Yale Tai solemnly said to Mu Feng: You are the envoy of Wenlong, we will listen to what you say!
"Messenger of the Dragon?" Mu Feng was puzzled in his heart, thinking of what "God Natulu" he was talking about in the Ape Department.
Could it be that he is going to become a new magic stick again here?
He asked doubtfully: "The envoy with the dragon pattern?"
Yale Taiwan solemnly nodded: The one who can control the tattooed dragon of our tribe is the tattooed dragon messenger!
Mu Feng suddenly realized.
That being the case, the rest is easy to handle.
He opened his mouth and ordered: Don't kill the remaining captives, and leave them to work for the tribe, or you can exchange them with their tribe for something.
Yale Terrace: Change something?
Wooden Feng nodded: Food, weapons, these are all fine. If you don't have any shortages, just stay here!
But he immediately said: Forget it, I can give you all these things. If you really let these people go back, it will also be a threat to your tribe.
Yaletai said in surprise: You will give us weapons?
Mu Feng nodded: I can give you some sharper weapons, but not many, after all, even though you joined Da Jiang, the clansmen and warriors did not migrate to Da Jiang.
Yale Terrace nodded quickly: I understand!
Mu Feng nodded: Well, first let your clansmen pack up and arrange these captives, and then we will go directly to the Jinqi Mountain you mentioned!
Yaletai hastily agreed: Yes!
Mu Feng led his clansmen to wait aside, watching temporarily.
Bai Yue quietly came to Mu Feng's side, and asked in a low voice: "Great chief, this Wenlong tribe doesn't have a high sense of identity with the clansmen!"
Mu Feng shook his head helplessly, and explained the situation to him in a low voice.
Bai Yue nodded silently: "I understand!"
Mu Feng sighed and said: "In such a tribe, it is a blessing to be able to live, how can we care about the death of the tribe?"
Bai Yue clenched her fists tightly, thinking of what happened to her tribe before.
Mo Kehan looked strange.
He didn't expect Mu Feng to understand the small tribes of the Wenlong tribe so well.
In his view, as long as it is a large tribe, there is no one to care about the life and death of a small tribe, as long as there is no loss to the own tribe.
Suddenly, he once again felt the difference between Jiang and Shaoli, and he became more and more sure that he made the right choice.
After a short meeting, Yale Terrace brought several people from the Wenlong Department to Mufeng and knelt down to salute.
Woodwind was surprised.
Yaletai begged: Lord God Envoy, please save my people!
He knew that Wood Wind could heal, so he brought his clansmen to beg him.
Wooden Wind nodded: Good!
Immediately, he followed Yaletai to the people in his hands, and healed their injuries with the Wood Dao Derivation Technique.
The people of the Wenlong tribe who were seriously injured and dying got up one by one and knelt down to salute Mufeng, shouting "Master God Envoy"!
Of course, these words they yelled were still spoken in the Awula language named after the system, and only Mu Feng could understand them.
...
Yale Terrace arranged the affairs of the tribe, and took less than ten people to set off again with Mufeng.
When they set off, they deliberately brought some slaughtered prey meat, wrapped them in animal skins and carried them on their backs.
Along the way, the clansmen of Yale Terrace and Wenlong tribe expressed their gratitude to Mufeng, even when they quietly looked at him from the side, they would treat him like a god.
A person who can understand their words, can control Wenlong, heal their wounds, and is the descendant of their totem Wenlong ancestor...
The combination of various factors made these people feel more and more in awe of Mu Feng.
Although these few people were few, when they looked at Mu Feng, they looked like they were willing to die for his order.
For this fanaticism far beyond religious belief, Mu Feng was not used to it.
Fortunately, he had an experience with the ape department before, so it wasn't too abrupt for him.
But Mo Ke Khan and others on the side have never seen such a scene.
I just feel that this group of barbarians has always been a group of wild and unruly people, and they can't understand the words, and it is even more difficult to communicate.
He never thought that people in such a tribe would obey anyone wholeheartedly.
He didn't expect to actually see him right now—Mu Feng!
...
A group of people left Wenlongbu and continued to go northwest.
The road became more and more difficult to walk.
When passing by Jinqi Mountain, Mufeng stopped to rest, looked around, and found that it was indeed a same mine.
His heart was greatly moved, and he once again moved his mind to mine.
At the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about how to persuade Wenlong to mine.
After Yale saw it, he hurried up to explain: Great Chief, this is the deep mountain of our Wenlong tribe, and there are Wenlong of our tribe in it!
Mu Feng saw that there were few trees in the whole same mine, and asked doubtfully, "This place is full of gold objects, how could there be a tattooed dragon?"
Yale Terrace did not argue, but went straight to a mountain depression, and began to make a strange "hissing" sound from its mouth, obviously calling for something?
"He's calling the snake?" Mu Feng wondered.
Soon, several people around shouted in unison: "Great chief, look!"
Mu Feng hurriedly looked at one place, and there suddenly appeared a large spotted boa constrictor with the thickness of a bowl!
"Hey!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "It's so big!"
Originally, he thought that the piebald snake was just a slender poisonous snake, but he didn't expect it to grow so big!
Everyone gasped and stayed where they were.
I'm afraid that if someone accidentally provokes this big snake, it will get angry.
At such a close distance, no one can guarantee that they will be able to escape its attack.
Li Wang lifted the hammer quietly, and moved towards Mu Feng.
Mu Feng held the bamboo flute tightly in one hand, frowning in defense.
Once something like a snake exceeds the normal size, it is easy to reveal evil nature.
Especially on such a mountain in front of him, in Mufeng's view, it is unlikely that there are snakes, but he did not expect that there are not only snakes here, but also far beyond what he has seen before.
For the unknown, Mu Feng thinks it is better to have a little respect.
But respect is all respect, the other party really threatened his safety, and he was unambiguous when it was time to do it.
It's just that the giant python just raised its head and looked at Yale Terrace opposite after it showed up, completely ignoring other people.
"It really is evil!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "How can there be such a snake that is not afraid of crowds!"
At this time, Yale Terrace let out a hissing sound while quietly kneeling on the ground on one knee, took off the animal skin wrapped in pieces of meat from its back, unwrapped it layer by layer, and then raised its hands above its head as a gesture of dedication. .
Man offers food to the snake!
Mu Feng's heart trembled.
In this way, this spotted boa constrictor may have been "cooked"!
Sure enough, the spotted boa constrictor saw Yaletai holding up the blood food with both hands, and twisted its body to come to Yaletai.
Act like no one else is there!
Everyone dared not relax for a moment, but they didn't know what to do next.
Because Yaletai didn't tell anyone what he was going to do beforehand.
Even Mufeng didn't know!
Bai Yue looked anxiously at Mu Feng, and was just caught by Mu Feng.
Mu Feng frowned and thought for a while, then waved his hand, motioning everyone to back away.
He knew that when snakes were eating, stay away from them and they would not be attacked.
Because that's sending it a message - no one will fight him for food!
(end of this chapter)
Mu Feng led a group of people to follow Yale Terrace to the Wenlong Department, saw the scene in front of him, and went directly to help the people from the Wenlong Department without any hesitation. It's just that in the center of the fight, apart from the tattooed dragon tribe and the unknown dark-patterned invaders, there are also some colorful poisonous snakes and lightning-fast purple figures flashing among them. Occasionally, those purple figures paused to bite on the spotted viper's body, and most of them were seven inches from the snake. Obviously, the spotted viper was restrained. Fortunately, there were not many of these purple figures, otherwise Wenlongbu would be at a disadvantage in an instant. Mu Feng thought of what Yaletai said in his heart, these people should be the Purple Beast Tribe that he called "Restraining the Dragon Tribe". And those little purple beasts are obviously sables. It's just that these sables are bigger than Mu Feng's impression, and their faces are more ferocious than the budding image in his impression. Because after these sables bit the venomous snake one by one, there were some bloodstains on the corners of their mouths, but the sound was really "milk fierce milk fierce", and they kept screaming "ha-ha-ha-". There are both demonstrations and showing off. Mu Feng looked around, thinking in his heart that if he could raise two more sables, he would be considered a mink man. What is it to pet cats and dogs! But now is not the time for him to think too much. Because to him it was just two fighting each other, but to Wenlongbu it was a matter of life and death! Since their great chief and hundreds of warriors were kidnapped, the sudden attack by the Purple Beasts caused them heavy losses. In a short period of time, more than 30 people of the human race were seriously injuredalthough they were not dead, they lost their ability to fight. Judging from the current situation, they will soon lose. It's just that the situation in the field changed suddenly in the next moment. The soldiers of the Wenlong tribe, who were always at a disadvantage, felt their minds tense, and couldn't help but look towards a place where the sound of the flute sounded. There was a person holding a bamboo flute and whimpering and playing it. Others didn't know what it meant, but the people from the Dragon Tattoo couldn't help but tense up. Because at the moment when the flute sounded, they instantly felt that they had lost contact with Wenlong! At this time, all the spotted vipers stopped fighting independently, and quickly gathered together, holding their heads high, fighting and retreating, and moved to Mu Feng's side, one by one more than half a meter above the ground. Looking from the side, it looks like a person is in a field of wheat stalks to check how the crops are growing. It was Mu Feng who specially prepared the bamboo flute when he set off from Dajiang, and now he played the snake control tune here. The spotted venomous snakes gathered together with the music played by the wood wind, and when they faced the sables approaching, they did not fight individually, but raised their heads together to meet the sables. In this way, the sable has nothing to say. The Spotted Viper, who was originally at a disadvantage, got rid of the situation of being constantly grinded and killed, and turned from defense to offense. All the people of the Wenlong tribe looked at Mufeng with wide eyes and excited expressions. Including Yale Terrace. "The envoy of the tattooed dragon!" Yaletai secretly thought in his heart, and then he yelled at the clansmen. All the people of the Wenlong clan were eager to fight and rushed forward. Da Jiang and Goshawk's 700 warriors rushed forward together - without the restraint of poisonous snakes and sables, they didn't have to be timid. And the clansmen of the Purple Beast Department were already frightened after the sable was at a disadvantage. After seeing so many people besieged, they all showed horror. Because the hundreds of people who suddenly appeared in front of them were much more than them. And they are riding various mounts one by one, holding reflective golden knives in their hands, which makes people shudder. The most terrible thing is that all kinds of huge beasts appeared around at some point. However, the trembling members of the Purple Beast Division suddenly roared angrily one by one, with fierce expressions on their faces. But it turned out that their ferocity was stimulated by extreme fear-if this is the case with wild beasts, let alone humans? Fighting desperately before death is the commonality of many creatures. So what if they are like this? It's just a battle of trapped beasts! There are three or five hundred more fighters from Dajiang and Goshawk than them, how can they defeat them? So when they rushed forward one by one, the two soldiers raised their hands to kill them with a slight frown. Just a face-to-face meeting, less than a hundred of the two or three hundred purple beast tribe fighters who came to sneak attack remained! The ferocity that had just been aroused was suppressed again, and the remaining dozens of people fell on the spot one by one, trembling. They can't reproduce a trace of resistance! Yale Terrace and other Wenlong people cheered in unison, knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with their heads, dipped their hands on the spot and smeared their foreheads and faces with blood, then raised their heads and cheered loudly: "Ula" To Mu Feng's shock and helplessness, these members of the Wenlong tribe did not show due sadness and sorrow for the death of their own tribe members. Instead, it is the ecstasy and excitement after defeating the enemy. For the remaining Purple Beast tribe members, Yaletai and others looked at them as if they were dead, without any pity or other feelings. Mu Feng understood from the bottom of his heart that although these two films were small, they were real primitive tribes. Obscurity, survival instinct, submission to the strong... The most primitive instincts of many people or creatures are fully reflected in them. For Yaletai and others, the dead are dead, and the only reason is to live. For these people, surviving after each life-and-death battle is the most fortunate thing. Mu Feng was silent in his heart. He could understand this situation, but he couldn't accept it. Now that the Wenlong Department is going to join Da Jiang, it is necessary for him to change some of their ideas and practices. Otherwise, they would all trade their lives for their lives, how many people would be left in the end? Sure enough, after cheering, Yaletai immediately yelled at the enemy, to the effect that they should hurry up and kill the rest of the Purple Beast tribe. Mu Feng hurriedly stopped: Yale Terrace, stop! Yale Terrace wondered: why? Wood Wind: Don't kill them, they are useful! Yaletai said bitterly: But they killed my people! Wooden Wind: But what good will killing them do to you? Yale Terrace: We want revenge! Mu Feng shook his head: These people are useless to you if you kill them, but if you stay, they can help you work and build a tribe! Yale Taiwan frowned puzzled. Mu Feng said: "The houses and city walls you saw in Jianglong City required a lot of people to build, and it would be difficult for you clansmen alone to complete them!" Yaletai frowned and remained silent, bowing his head in thought. After a while, he turned around and "Yiliwala" communicated with the people of the same clan, obviously discussing. Wood wind does not interfere. For such an ignorant primitive tribe, it can only proceed slowly. After a while, Yale Tai solemnly said to Mu Feng: You are the envoy of Wenlong, we will listen to what you say! "Messenger of the Dragon?" Mu Feng was puzzled in his heart, thinking of what "God Natulu" he was talking about in the Ape Department. Could it be that he is going to become a new magic stick again here? He asked doubtfully: "The envoy with the dragon pattern?" Yale Taiwan solemnly nodded: The one who can control the tattooed dragon of our tribe is the tattooed dragon messenger! Mu Feng suddenly realized. That being the case, the rest is easy to handle. He opened his mouth and ordered: Don't kill the remaining captives, and leave them to work for the tribe, or you can exchange them with their tribe for something. Yale Terrace: Change something? Wooden Feng nodded: Food, weapons, these are all fine. If you don't have any shortages, just stay here! But he immediately said: Forget it, I can give you all these things. If you really let these people go back, it will also be a threat to your tribe. Yaletai said in surprise: You will give us weapons? Mu Feng nodded: I can give you some sharper weapons, but not many, after all, even though you joined Da Jiang, the clansmen and warriors did not migrate to Da Jiang. Yale Terrace nodded quickly: I understand! Mu Feng nodded: Well, first let your clansmen pack up and arrange these captives, and then we will go directly to the Jinqi Mountain you mentioned! Yaletai hastily agreed: Yes! Mu Feng led his clansmen to wait aside, watching temporarily. Bai Yue quietly came to Mu Feng's side, and asked in a low voice: "Great chief, this Wenlong tribe doesn't have a high sense of identity with the clansmen!" Mu Feng shook his head helplessly, and explained the situation to him in a low voice. Bai Yue nodded silently: "I understand!" Mu Feng sighed and said: "In such a tribe, it is a blessing to be able to live, how can we care about the death of the tribe?" Bai Yue clenched her fists tightly, thinking of what happened to her tribe before. Mo Kehan looked strange. He didn't expect Mu Feng to understand the small tribes of the Wenlong tribe so well. In his view, as long as it is a large tribe, there is no one to care about the life and death of a small tribe, as long as there is no loss to the own tribe. Suddenly, he once again felt the difference between Jiang and Shaoli, and he became more and more sure that he made the right choice. After a short meeting, Yale Terrace brought several people from the Wenlong Department to Mufeng and knelt down to salute. Woodwind was surprised. Yaletai begged: Lord God Envoy, please save my people! He knew that Wood Wind could heal, so he brought his clansmen to beg him. Wooden Wind nodded: Good! Immediately, he followed Yaletai to the people in his hands, and healed their injuries with the Wood Dao Derivation Technique. The people of the Wenlong tribe who were seriously injured and dying got up one by one and knelt down to salute Mufeng, shouting "Master God Envoy"! Of course, these words they yelled were still spoken in the Awula language named after the system, and only Mu Feng could understand them. ... Yale Terrace arranged the affairs of the tribe, and took less than ten people to set off again with Mufeng. When they set off, they deliberately brought some slaughtered prey meat, wrapped them in animal skins and carried them on their backs. Along the way, the clansmen of Yale Terrace and Wenlong tribe expressed their gratitude to Mufeng, even when they quietly looked at him from the side, they would treat him like a god. A person who can understand their words, can control Wenlong, heal their wounds, and is the descendant of their totem Wenlong ancestor... The combination of various factors made these people feel more and more in awe of Mu Feng. Although these few people were few, when they looked at Mu Feng, they looked like they were willing to die for his order. For this fanaticism far beyond religious belief, Mu Feng was not used to it. Fortunately, he had an experience with the ape department before, so it wasn't too abrupt for him. But Mo Ke Khan and others on the side have never seen such a scene. I just feel that this group of barbarians has always been a group of wild and unruly people, and they can't understand the words, and it is even more difficult to communicate. He never thought that people in such a tribe would obey anyone wholeheartedly. He didn't expect to actually see him right nowMu Feng! ... A group of people left Wenlongbu and continued to go northwest. The road became more and more difficult to walk. When passing by Jinqi Mountain, Mufeng stopped to rest, looked around, and found that it was indeed a same mine. His heart was greatly moved, and he once again moved his mind to mine. At the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about how to persuade Wenlong to mine. After Yale saw it, he hurried up to explain: Great Chief, this is the deep mountain of our Wenlong tribe, and there are Wenlong of our tribe in it! Mu Feng saw that there were few trees in the whole same mine, and asked doubtfully, "This place is full of gold objects, how could there be a tattooed dragon?" Yale Terrace did not argue, but went straight to a mountain depression, and began to make a strange "hissing" sound from its mouth, obviously calling for something? "He's calling the snake?" Mu Feng wondered. Soon, several people around shouted in unison: "Great chief, look!" Mu Feng hurriedly looked at one place, and there suddenly appeared a large spotted boa constrictor with the thickness of a bowl! "Hey!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "It's so big!" Originally, he thought that the piebald snake was just a slender poisonous snake, but he didn't expect it to grow so big! Everyone gasped and stayed where they were. I'm afraid that if someone accidentally provokes this big snake, it will get angry. At such a close distance, no one can guarantee that they will be able to escape its attack. Li Wang lifted the hammer quietly, and moved towards Mu Feng. Mu Feng held the bamboo flute tightly in one hand, frowning in defense. Once something like a snake exceeds the normal size, it is easy to reveal evil nature. Especially on such a mountain in front of him, in Mufeng's view, it is unlikely that there are snakes, but he did not expect that there are not only snakes here, but also far beyond what he has seen before. For the unknown, Mu Feng thinks it is better to have a little respect. But respect is all respect, the other party really threatened his safety, and he was unambiguous when it was time to do it. It's just that the giant python just raised its head and looked at Yale Terrace opposite after it showed up, completely ignoring other people. "It really is evil!" Mu Feng exclaimed in his heart, "How can there be such a snake that is not afraid of crowds!" At this time, Yale Terrace let out a hissing sound while quietly kneeling on the ground on one knee, took off the animal skin wrapped in pieces of meat from its back, unwrapped it layer by layer, and then raised its hands above its head as a gesture of dedication. . Man offers food to the snake! Mu Feng's heart trembled. In this way, this spotted boa constrictor may have been "cooked"! Sure enough, the spotted boa constrictor saw Yaletai holding up the blood food with both hands, and twisted its body to come to Yaletai. Act like no one else is there! Everyone dared not relax for a moment, but they didn't know what to do next. Because Yaletai didn't tell anyone what he was going to do beforehand. Even Mufeng didn't know! Bai Yue looked anxiously at Mu Feng, and was just caught by Mu Feng. Mu Feng frowned and thought for a while, then waved his hand, motioning everyone to back away. He knew that when snakes were eating, stay away from them and they would not be attacked. Because that's sending it a message - no one will fight him for food! end of this chapter
