Lan Feng looked up to the sky and sighed, and said: "It's really a tiger that fell to the ground and was bullied by a dog, that's all. Let's lead the way!"
The guard agreed and led Lan Feng towards the tribe. The seven Cheng Lings followed closely behind them like a small group of guards.
The Mad Bear Tribe's tribe is slightly larger and stronger than the Blue Mountain Tribe. There are several guards waiting at intervals, and you can also encounter patrolling guards along the way.
After walking inside for a quarter of an hour, the guard took them to the largest tent and said: "Old patriarch, inside is the patriarch's residence. You go in!"
Lan Feng nodded slightly and led everyone in first.
After entering, Cheng Ling glanced around inadvertently. The tent is not large, about one hundred square meters, with a square table and five large seats inside.
Sitting in the middle was an old man with white beard and hair, but with piercing eyes and a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. He was obviously not an easy person to deal with.
There are four strong men sitting on the left and right sides. The strong man on the left is the most eye-catching. He has a full beard, long hair hanging loosely, his legs are slightly spread, his hands are placed on his legs, his muscles are all tangled, and he is imposing!
Cheng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. This man was a bit dangerous. Judging from his aura, he should have reached the level of a three-marked talisman master.
Seeing Lan Feng and others come in, the old man in the middle quickly put away his smile and said in surprise: "Old brother, how did you end up like this? What happened?"
Lan Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xiong, I am desperate and have come to seek refuge with you."
"What's going on? Could it be that the demon spirits have invaded the Blue Mountain tribe? Hey, look at me, I'm so confused. I don't even know how to greet distinguished guests when they come in. Come, watch your seat and serve tea!"
The old man called out, and soon, several guards came in from outside, brought a table and placed it opposite the old man, and served tea and snacks from time to time.
The old man glanced at Cheng Ling and others, and Lan Feng realized it immediately and said, "You don't have to be so rigid. When you come to my brother's place, it's like returning to your own home. Just be more casual. It's really pitiful. We are all ten years old." I’ve never had a good night’s sleep.”
When Cheng Ling and others heard this, they rushed to the table and fought desperately for the tea and snacks on it. The situation was so miserable!
Lan Feng was furious and scolded him: "It's so unreasonable to look like this. Do you need to be so embarrassed? Brother, I'm so sorry!"
The old man's eyes suddenly softened, and he no longer paid attention to Cheng Ling and others. Instead, he comforted: "No problem, no problem. Don't worry, brother, these are all good sons of the tribe!"
"It's not easy! You have suffered so much to protect your brother, why are there still women and children? Hey, I don't even know what to say."
"There was nothing I could do. Almost all the strong guards were dead. I saw that these seven people still had some appearance, so I dragged them all over regardless of whether they were men or women. Who would have thought that when I got here, my true colors were revealed. It was so incompetent."
"It's okay. It's normal to panic when you encounter such a sudden change. Don't grab anything. I'll let someone bring you whatever you want. Well, just sit behind them!"
Xiong Feng casually arranged the seven people behind the four seats on the left and right sides.
Cheng Ling was secretly happy and winked at Yin Luoyao. He walked directly behind the bearded man and waited for the guards to place the table before he sat down. The other six people also sat down one by one. In this way, behind every big man there is at least one of his own.
With such a distance, they can be restrained by just one step forward. The hard work of the old man and them was not in vain, and the plan was almost half completed.
Xiong Feng waited for Cheng Ling and others to sit down and asked again: "Old brother, what happened? How could it be so embarrassing?"
Lan Feng said dejectedly: "Don't mention it. Three months ago, the Demon Spirit Desert went crazy. Almost all the sand beasts and demon spirits went crazy. They invaded towards the edge of the desert and soon came to the Blue Mountain Tribe. In front of the door."
"I led my clan members to resist desperately, but there were too many demon spirits for us to support alone. After holding on for more than ten days, we couldn't hold on any longer. In desperation, I had no choice but to abandon the fort and leave. Unexpectedly, there were obstacles everywhere along the way. We have gone through dozens of battles with the demon spirits, and out of more than 2,000 people, there are only about 800 left."
"Brother, I was really desperate. I suddenly remembered that my old brother's tribe was nearby. I thought that you and I had known each other since childhood, and thought that our past friendship might be able to accommodate a few, so I led the remaining people to come and seek refuge. I hope my brother will be generous enough to take you in!"
After hearing this, Cheng Ling secretly admired him. He didn't expect that the old man had such a side. After adding such extravagant words, he almost believed it himself.
When Xiong Feng heard this, he believed 70% of it because the robe Lan Feng was wearing was almost like a piece of rag. This is not an ordinary robe, but a robe that represents the dignity of the patriarch. No patriarch will not care about it.
In addition, I heard from the disciples who were summoned before that the more than 800 people who came together were all in rags, like beggars living on the streets. The most important thing was the performance of Cheng Ling and others. They didn't look like the patriarch. The guards are no different from hungry civilians.
He pondered for a while, with a look of embarrassment on his face, and said: "I feel the pain of my brothers, but since you said that something happened in the Demon Spirit Desert, it is very likely that those demon spirits will attack the Mad Bear after a while. tribe."
"Brother, you also know that although my tribe is slightly better than the Blue Mountain tribe, it is not very powerful. Just feeding these more than 4,000 people requires a lot of meat. If we add nearly a thousand of you, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for long!”
Lan Feng said quickly: "Brother, please rest assured. Although we escaped in embarrassment, we also killed many demon spirits along the way. Their corpses were hanging on our bodies. As long as they are processed properly, these are good meat. !”
"Uh! My brother is indeed far-sighted and has even thought of this. However, the Wild Bear Tribe is a whole, and many things cannot be decided by me. At least several guardians must agree together, don't you think?"
Lan Feng secretly scolded the old man for tricking the devil. As a clan leader, when did he need to listen to the opinions of the protector? It was clearly an excuse. (Oh, except for that brat Cheng Ling. That was an effective suggestion that I listened to in order to revitalize the Blue Mountain tribe. Well, it is indeed the case!)
The old man's face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat. He quickly found an excellent excuse for himself.
He turned his head, looked at the four people sitting on the chairs, and asked: "Guardians, how can you help?"
The big man with the beard gave a dry cough and said first: "Chief Lan, you led the people to surrender. This is a sign of trust in our Kuang Bear Tribe. But as the saying goes, a snake can't do without a head. You are the leader of the Blue Mountain Tribe, but now you have surrendered. If you destroy the Mad Bear Tribe, whose orders should your more than 800 men take in the future?"
Lan Feng's face darkened and he said, "There seems to be no need to explain this matter so clearly!"
"Chief Lan, you are wrong. As the saying goes, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. If we don't clarify this matter clearly, many things will be difficult to handle!" The second strong man from the left interjected.
The first strong man on the right couldn't help it anymore and said: "Also, Chief Lan brought all this meat. Is it just for the people of your Blue Mountain Tribe, or is it dedicated to the Crazy Bear Tribe? In my opinion, since it is here The ones who defected were a family, and the Mad Bear tribe happened to be short of meat, so these demon corpses came just in time."
"That's right! As long as the leader of the Blue clan takes the oath of heaven, we, the leader of the Bear clan, will be the only ones who follow our lead in the future, and we will be part of the Mad Bear tribe. We will help you resist the attack of the demon spirits." The second strong man on the right finally said his ultimate goal.
Lan Feng's face was gloomy, and he looked at Xiong Feng coldly and said, "Brother, is this your charter? Do you really want to kill everyone like this?"
Xiong Feng smiled slightly and said: "Brother, please be patient. These are just some suggestions from my brother. If you have any opinions, you can discuss them with us!"
Lan Feng's anger softened a little, and he immediately said: "Okay, I hope that the Mad Bear Tribe can set aside an area as the Blue Mountain Tribe's clan territory. As for the meat, at most half will be donated."
"That's impossible!" The bearded man immediately objected and said, "Our Kuangxiong Tribe doesn't have that much land to support idle people!"
"You...!" Lan Feng was furious. What does raising mean? Do you really think that the people of my Blue Mountain tribe are livestock? It's simply too much!
He cursed angrily: "Brother, this is the way you treat guests. It seems that Lan is blind and obsessed and wants to ask you for help. In this case, the worst we can do is to leave!"
"Huh! Now that you're here, leaving without leaving anything behind is just a daydream!" The bearded man pressed forward step by step.
As soon as the words fell, the four strong men all stood up and rushed towards Lan Feng without any reservation in their aura.
Cheng Ling secretly appreciated that the old man's acting skills were enough to win the Oscar. At this time, the attention of the five people in the field was attracted to him, which was the best time to take action.
He shouted flatly: "Do it!"
In an instant, all seven people rose up and revolted.
Cheng Ling took a step forward and sealed the left and right sides of the bearded man with two swords in his hand. He flashed in front of him and put a sword under his neck. The slightest movement was the result of separation. .
Yin Luoyao stared at Xiong Feng. She was a little farther away and took several steps before reaching the latter. This gave Xiong Feng some time. His expression changed drastically and he hurriedly backed away. He opened his mouth to shout and summon the guards outside the tent to come to help.
How could Yin Luoyao make him achieve his wish? The tip of the sword rose and came to his face in an instant. If there was a slight delay, he would be stabbed through.
Xiong Feng could only swallow the cry that reached his mouth and retreat again. But Yin Luoyao's long sword was like a gangrene attached to the bone, and she kept pursuing him. The two of them chased each other and quickly reached the edge of the tent. He had no way out. He made two soft noises, and the tendons in his feet were instantly pierced, and he fell softly.
Before he could scream, Jin Yanrong, who was standing by, stepped forward quickly, took out a piece of rag and stuffed it into his mouth, making him unable to scream.
Over there, Chu Yulu restrained the first strong man on his right hand, Wu Tianfeng restrained the second strong man on his left hand, and Ye Qiuhe and Lu Xueqing worked together to create the second strong man on his right hand.
The five high-ranking officials of the Mad Bear Tribe in the tent were all captured without any help. Cheng Ling's plan was two-thirds successful!
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