The people of the Chishui Tribe originally thought that tonight's encounter with the feathered snakes that like to attack in groups would be a tough battle, but they did not expect that the battle only lasted less than half an hour and ended.
The stars in the sky were still shining brightly. The people of the Chishui Department looked at the scorched black ground and couldn't help but be a little stunned. Was it that the feathered snakes they encountered were too weak? Or have they become stronger?
Just when everyone was stunned, the glazed flame that had been hiding in the ground silently returned to the owner's body.
Hidden merit and fame.
Lingchu lowered her head slightly, with a smile on her lips, because she noticed the proud emotion conveyed by the glazed green lotus fire in her dantian.
It's like a child begging for praise from his elders.
Lingchu smiled, and through his spiritual consciousness, he passed a line of praise to the glazed green lotus fire, causing the glazed green lotus fire to swim happily around the dantian for several times.
After praising the glazed green lotus fire, Lingchu stopped paying attention to his behavior in his dantian.
Instead, he raised his head and looked around.
The battle with the Quetzalcoatl came and went suddenly. However, fortunately, there were no casualties. Only a few young people from the Red Water Tribe were bitten by the Quetzalcoatl and fell into paralysis.
However, residents who have lived in the Northern Desert all year round are still experienced in how to deal with wounds bitten by feathered snakes.
At that moment, someone took out a piece of red sharp-leaf grass from the luggage, put it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it vigorously a few times until the red sharp-leaf grass turned into a ball of red grass mud, and then slapped him. Paste the red grass mud on the wound bitten by the feathered snake.
Aluo put away the dagger, relaxed, and murmured a few words. He didn't expect that the feathered snake he encountered this time could be dealt with so easily. Then he shook his head, and his face returned to a carefree look. expression.
That's always a good thing anyway.
Turning his head, he saw Lingchu looking curiously at the people's methods of treating the feathered snake's wounds. Aluo, who regained his energy, immediately said, "This is snake grass. Most of the snake venom in the desert can be detoxified with this snake grass." , Of course, those highly poisonous monsters cannot be detoxified with snake grass, but the poison of the feathered snake is not very strong."
A Luo knew that this beautiful girl was probably not from Beihuang, so every time he saw something that Lingchu was slightly interested in, he would explain it enthusiastically.
Lingchu nodded, and his eyes swept over the bodies of the Chishui tribe that had begun to return to normal skin color. He felt a slight movement in his heart. Perhaps, this was the body refining method of the Chishui tribe.
When used, the whole body burns like fire and turns red, which is very consistent with the name of the Red Water Division.
However, Lingchu just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention to it. She was not interested in the Chishui Department's body-refining method at all. She didn't want to make her look like a little fire man every time she used the body-refining method.
Anyway, I guess I'll be in the Northern Wilderness for a while, so I'll look for it slowly.
Even if you can't find it, when you return to the sect, there will always be a body-training method suitable for you in the sect.
Lingchu was still very confident in the richness of the Sanqing Dao Sect's collection of classics.
After experiencing the attack of the Quetzalcoatl, the Chishui Ministry camp was extremely vigilant that night, and there were basically people stationed and patrolling on all sides.
Lingchu stopped Sha Heng from thanking the priest and let Aluo help him back to the tent.
There were two girls in the team, Lingchu and Aluo, so they lived in the same tent. Therefore, after Lingchu basically returned to the tent, he drank a glass of Ganlin divine water and then lay down quietly. On the bed, he slowly recovered his body and repaired his meridians.
Lingchu felt the injuries inside his body and thought that in a month or two, he would be able to walk without help.
A Luo is very quiet. Basically, after watching Lingchu close his eyes, he will do things quietly, and then go to bed quietly to rest.
The next day, the group set out on their way home again.
A month later, Lingchu could already walk steadily on his own. Although he still felt a little weak, he no longer needed help.
At this time, there was only less than half a month away from the Chishui tribe.
Traveling through the eye of the storm can indeed greatly shorten the journey.
Hometown is already close at hand. The Chishui tribe's men, who were a little tired after traveling for several months, instantly regained their enthusiastic and high-spirited attitude. Their faces were full of hope, and they continued to move unswervingly in the direction of the Chishui tribe. Go.
Soon!
They'll be home soon!
At that time, there will be fresh goat milk wine, roasted mutton, and milk steamed buns to greet them!
They brought back the Kelsang Sacred Flower and went out for several years, fighting for their lives in the wind and sand. They are all heroes of the tribe!
Thinking of the warm eyes of the parents, brothers, sisters, children, and the adoring eyes of the beloved women, all of them were instantly filled with infinite power, wishing they could travel day and night and return to the tribe immediately.
Even though Lingchu was not from the Chishui tribe, or even from the Northern Wilderness, he could still feel the deep joy from it. Sitting on the camel, he unconsciously showed a warm smile.
Looking at these energetic and energetic faces, basking in the warm sunshine, it is indeed quite a sight to behold.
In a small oasis far behind the sand dunes, the small tribes gathered on it were in a tense atmosphere. All the doors of the houses in the oasis were closed tightly.
Only in a two-story building in the center of the oasis were several figures sitting around a table, with serious and dignified expressions on all faces.
"What should I do? I don't know how the people of the Molang Tribe knew that our tribe's Gro and the Master Priest were out. Now, they are already ready to capture our Chishui Tribe!"
An old man in a blue calico gown at the bottom was holding his snow-white beard on his chin with one hand, with an extremely anxious look on his face.
"Yes, we have obviously been careful to hide it for more than two years, and we used the excuse that my eldest brother was in seclusion, but I didn't expect that the people from the Black Wolf Department would dare to declare war directly." Next to the old man, there was a man. A man in the prime of his life, his energy and blood are quite extraordinary.
Compared to Gro, it's not too bad.
He is Ge Mu, Ge Mu's younger brother. His talent for body training is not inferior to that of his eldest brother Ge Mu, and he is also the second warrior of the Chishui Tribe.
Ge Luo went out to buy the sacred Kalsang flower, and the safety of the clan fell on his shoulders.
Sitting at the top is the leader of the Chishui Tribe, a middle-aged man with a long red feather on his head, a simple silver necklace around his neck, and long silver tassels.
Hearing this, he stretched out his hand to press the air, and in the quiet room, he spoke calmly and firmly, "The Molang Department wants us to give an answer, whether to surrender or fight, so let's spend some time with them and calculate it according to time. , If nothing else happens, Gro, the priests should be on their way back, so we will make a bet with the Black Wolf Department!"
If the bet is successful, when Gro and the priest return, they will be safe and sound.
Losing the bet is just a fight to the death. No tribe in the Northern Wilderness surrenders without a fight! There are no cowards in the Chishui Department!
