In the barbarian territory, in the Tingfeng Building, everyone present looked gloomy, and Dolin was lying peacefully on a stretcher.
Long Xiaonian was lying next to him. She was not dead, but just passed out due to excessive grief.
There was another person lying not far away from them, a dead man without arms, it was Cui Bingshi.
After he was brought back, he told the story again without Chu Xiyun and the others forcing him, because he was already frightened out of his wits.
In his opinion, the young man who was killed by Fengyuan in a sneak attack, the young man who tried every means to humiliate him, should have an extraordinary status among this group of people. He hated Fengyuan to death.
If Feng Yuan hadn't been beaten to a pulp by Long Xiaonian, he would have thought of biting Feng Yuan to death. Tell me who you provoked. You killed someone's backbone, or did you do it in a sneak attack? Feng Yuan. Fengyuan, you are so damn accurate!
He died, he died the most happily among his group, his throat was sealed by Han Zimo's sword.
"Daolin..." Long Xiaonian woke up leisurely. The first thing she did when she woke up was hugging Daolin's cold body and crying.
Everyone else had sad faces. Han Zimo silently filled his pipe with shredded tobacco, then lit it and started smoking. Although his movements were not yet skillful, he was doing something autonomously.
Dorian would be very excited if he saw it.
"You are Dolin's parent, you decide." Old Donkey Tou said sitting on the chair. It wasn't that he didn't want to get up, but he was also seriously injured.
Chu Xiyun knelt down and touched Daolin's cheek, then sighed and said, "Take it back first."
The old donkey nodded. With Daolin's physical strength, he was already incorruptible and there was no need for him to freeze it.
"I hurt you...it's all my fault!" Long Xiaonian cried loudly.
"If he were alive, he would never want to see you like this." Chu Xiyun patted Long Xiaonian's shoulder.
The Barbarian clan leader and deputy clan leader looked at each other. They had something to say, but at this time they couldn't say it out loud. They held back the words that came to their mouths.
The old donkey head noticed their expressions and immediately understood what they wanted to do.
"If you have anything to say, just say it." Old Donkey Head said calmly.
"To be honest, we all feel that it is a bit inappropriate to say these things at this time, but we still want to say these things. First of all, thank you for coming to the rescue."
"For the misfortune of little brother Daolin, we barbarians will remember it deeply. Little brother Daolin is our barbarian tribe's eternal benefactor." The barbarian tribe leader said as he stood up and bowed to Daolin.
After speaking, the barbarian leader sat down again, and his expression became gloomy.
"Why did those people target us barbarians? We have just heard what they said."
"Actually, we foreigners are the most primitive masters of this continent, and we control a large amount of resources...
For example, the wild tribe is good at manufacturing, and they are naturally proficient in manufacturing various types of machinery...
For example, the Iron Melting Tribe, they are good at metallurgy and forging...
Another example is us, we barbarians are born with divine power and are good at fighting and mining...
There are other foreign races, and each race has its own innate abilities. "
"What the three kings provoked this time are interested in is that we can mine zhenqi ore. There is a zhenqi ore vein under our feet!"
The leader of the barbarian tribe will never stop dying if his words are not surprising. The true energy veins are extremely important in terms of value and significance.
"This zhenqi mineral vein has been guarded by our ancestors for generations, but these outsiders are coveting our ancestral property." The leader of the barbarian tribe said sadly.
"The three kings are talking about the three from the Linyuan Empire?" Old Donkey Head interjected and asked.
"That's the three of them, King Wanxiang, King Roshan, and King Yuda." The barbarian leader sighed and replied.
"What did you want to say just now?" Old Donkey Head continued to ask.
"What is certain is that it is one of their emperors. It is most likely not King Haneda, because this person is dedicated to practicing swordsmanship. It should not be him. It is most likely King Wanxiang."
"Why not the Roshan King?" Old Donkey Head continued to ask.
"I'm not sure, but I heard that the Roshan King likes to eat, and he only wants to eat. From this, we can infer that he is not interested in the dermal veins." The barbarian leader said.
"You don't want us to fight against an emperor with you, do you?" Old Donkey Head said with a bitter smile.
This is an insurmountable mountain, the emperor is the sky!
"I know this is hard to say, but..." the barbarian leader sighed.
"You go, worry about little brother Dorian."
Lao Donkey Tou and Chu Xiyun looked at each other. They didn't know how to talk about this matter. If Daolin was still here, he would definitely not leave and would definitely carry this matter through to the end.
"Is there no other way?" Chu Xiyun asked with a frown.
"Yes!" Unexpectedly, the barbarian clan leader replied decisively.
"What can I do?" asked the old donkey head.
"Quickly dig out the mineral veins and move the whole clan!" the barbarian leader said in a deep voice.
"Clan leader!"
"Clan leader!"
Long Xiaonian and the deputy clan leader shouted at the same time.
"If the three of you are willing to help us, we are willing to move." The barbarian leader waved his hand and said.
"We have been here for nearly ten thousand years and our ancestors have lived here for generations. How can we bow to them?" Long Xiaonian clenched his fists and said.
"The general trend is that our generation is destined to leave here." The barbarian clan leader sighed again. As the leader of a clan, it takes a lot of courage to say these words.
"Tell the tribesmen below that we will collect as much mineral veins as possible and prepare to move!"
Long Xiaonian and the deputy patriarch looked at the determined patriarch and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Where are you going?" Old Donkey Head suddenly asked.
"Go to the Lieyang Empire. We can't stay in the Linyuan Empire any longer, and the Scarlet Moon Empire isn't suitable for us either." The barbarian clan leader said after a moment of silence.
"So you need two...three of us to escort you?" Old Donkey Tou originally wanted to say that he and Chu Xiyun were there, but suddenly he saw Han Zimo, who was smoking his pipe silently.
"Yes, we do need your help. I, the Barbarian clan, would like to thank all of you in advance." The Barbarian clan leader said with tears streaming down his face and knelt down towards Lao Donkey and the others.
Chu Xiyun appeared in front of the Barbarian Clan leader in an instant, holding the Barbarian Clan leader who was already kneeling halfway down with one hand.
"If my nephew is still alive, he will definitely not let go. If he is gone, I, as the uncle, will continue his will. Miss Long is his friend, and the barbarians are my friends. Don't worry, The three of us will definitely escort you to the Lieyang Empire," Chu Xiyun said.
"Thank you... Thank you so much... On behalf of the Barbarian tribe, I would like to thank the three of you for your great kindness." The leader of the Barbarian tribe said with tears in his eyes.
"So...how long will it take for you to prepare?" Chu Xiyun nodded and asked.
"If it's fast, it's one month, if it's slow, it's three months."
