Human beings are creatures with multi-dimensional and complex emotions.
Chu Xiaoyong and Zhang Cuicui, who are married, can quickly become mortal enemies within a day.
Wang Qi, who was originally a traitor and completely hostile to the human camp, could be as loyal and dedicated as a dead soldier.
The news came from a confidant arranged by Wang Qi.
Su Mo couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. This move could be said to have eliminated 90% of the troubles he would face in the future. However, the reward was just a blank check, which really made it difficult for people to understand the brain circuits of rape. .
But having said that, if he were an ordinary person, Su Mo could also understand the reason why Wang Qi made such a choice.
Everyone has his own pursuits, desires, motivation to live, and principles that must be adhered to.
Go and tell a refugee who doesn’t have enough to eat that you have to save the world and save mankind as your goal, and the other person will just think you are a fool and a psychopath.
Therefore, regardless of identity or camp, they are all means used by individuals to achieve their own goals.
Wang Qi, for example, can abandon his own retreat and join a foreign race, betting heavily on his life.
Now he just exchanged a failed bet for the opportunity to make a bet. For him, it was a huge profit.
As far as the Fire Fist tribe is concerned, if there is a legitimate reason to enter the joint branch, even if Xia Fenghan comes in person, he can only break his teeth and swallow it.
And one is level five and the other is level four. These are the baselines of the six majors.
The Yunxiao tribe has become stronger. No matter what happens behind the scenes, it looks good on the surface.
"Clan leader, can you teach Thomas this method? I'm afraid even the Stone God is not capable of making people who have met for a day become so determined." Thomas brought a basin of warm wash water. He walked in with a towel on his arm and smiled.
If Sumo had left the migration team alone during this period, or had already made manpower arrangements, he could still barely understand what happened now.
But the two only met once. In just one day, Wang Qi used his own life to help Huo Fist pave the way.
That damn master Shado is not as evil as the head of his family!
"Laughing at me? If it weren't for the patriarch and me to have this method, you old man would probably have to go and have a fight with Xia Fenghan in person. Wang Qi said that this guy has at least four levels of seven or above. Even if the holy priest Sha Ming comes over, he may not be able to get any benefits from his magic," Sumo said to Thomas in a relaxed tone.
There is no doubt about the heritage of the six tribes.
Although Xia Fenghan is only a fifth-level priest, he can trace the giant 'Yun' tribe located in Crack No. 7.
The Yun Tribe has a population of over 400,000. It has an eighth-level holy priest, six holy priests under its command, and over a hundred high priests. It is one of the true giant tribes.
Xia Fenghan’s mentor is a seventh-level holy priest of the Yun Tribe.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call the Yunxiao Tribe a branch of the Yun Tribe.
This also explains why the Yunxiao tribe enjoys hundreds of kilograms of divine mineral allocation every year, but still has such a small number of priests today.
Those products were collected by the "loyal" Xia Fenghan and sent back to the Yun tribe.
According to what Wang Qi said.
Xia Fenghan doesn't love women or wealth, so he only cares about face.
He boasts that he is a direct descendant of the Yun tribe and will not use his power to overwhelm others or bully the small. Therefore, in the past few years, the Hongyan tribe, the only one among the six major tribes that did not follow, dared to allocate resources in the process of allocating resources. Fight with Yunxiao.
But at the same time, the six strongest Red Feather Tribes, relying on the Red Tribe, which was stronger than the Yun Tribe, were forced to commit suicide by Xia Fenghan because a priest teased the Yun Tribe in public. attack.
In the end, the priest died as a result, but it also caused the two tribes to almost come to blows, so that the relationship is still bad now.
"Sha Ming is afraid of Xia Fenghan because he is an evil cultivator and his methods are not up to the mark."
Thomas smiled and said, "I am not afraid of him because he knows that if he cannot kill me, I can make the priests of the Yunxiao tribe never dare to step outside the tribe."
"How long will it take, Thomas? Is the priest getting more and more courageous?" Sumo took the towel and wet it in the basin, "Although barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, we don't have to be so awesome. Since Xia Fenghan is a good-looking person, If we give him face, he will know what to do.”
“What if he doesn’t want face?”
"Don't want face?" Su rubbed his face and put down the towel, "Then teach him how to behave."
"Chief, compared to you, Thomas is timid."
Thomas swallowed, said nothing else, picked up the used basin and towel and left.
This kind of small work is completely out of his turn.
But the reason why he did this was because Sumo would say some earth-shattering words to him every time these days.
If there was a day when he couldn't hear it or missed it, Thomas would still be a little uncomfortable with it.
As the morning sun rose, Zhang Cuicui arrived at the Fire Fist camp with the smoke coming from the reconnaissance team's cargo truck.
The people responsible for welcoming her were a few young men with peaceful faces.
After the young man chatted and laughed with the members of the reconnaissance team, one of them came forward and said, "Miss Cuicui, special circumstances will be dealt with in special cases. Please understand that this night of traveling and traveling must be very tiring. You are tired, shall we arrange for you to take a rest now?”
The other party was obviously very polite, but Zhang Cuicui only felt a chill coming to her heart.
If it was the person arranged by Zhang Tai, he would never go to rest without seeing anyone after picking him up.
But at this time, who will save themselves?
Zhang Cuicui couldn't understand, so she simply suppressed the anxiety in her heart and asked, "I'm tired, but not tired. Priest Wang Qi saved me. He said that I would understand everything when I come here, but I don't know anything now. "
"Since Miss Cuicui is not tired, why don't you go see the head of my family?"
The young man made a gesture of invitation, and Zhang Cuicui nodded and followed.
Along the way through the well-organized camp, many people had already gotten up and were preparing to bury pots for cooking.
It was completely different from the chaotic migration of refugees in my impression. Zhang Cuicui walked all the way and felt a lot more at ease.
Soon, when he came to the tent in the center, the young man stopped and made another gesture of invitation.
"Please come in."
"Thank you." Zhang Cuicui nodded, bit her lips and entered the tent.
The facilities inside are very simple, with only two beds on the floor, a folding table and two folding chairs.
A young man with handsome appearance and good temperament sat behind the table, sitting upright.
There is a middle-aged man sitting on the bed on the left, with serious eyebrows and looking straight ahead.
If she were faced with a big black man like Chu Xiaoyong, who was intimidating at first glance, Zhang Cuicui might still panic.
But facing such a handsome young man, and someone like the steward Chang Bo, Zhang Cuicui immediately relaxed.
At the very least, the other party seems to have nothing to do with the refugees, so there is no need to consider any special intentions.
In other words, for such people, they will only be one of the other party's pawns to achieve their goals.
Even if you give up your chess piece, the other party can still achieve its goal, but it may cause more trouble.
"Cui Cui is polite in front of the patriarch. Thank you for saving my life." Although Zhang Cuicui was in panic, her words still had a strong feeling.
Su Mo sat behind the table and looked around, feeling that the woman in front of him had completely different personalities from Zhang Tai.
Zhang Tai is strong on the outside and weak on the inside. He can't afford to bully the small ones with the big one, and he can't swallow the anger behind his back.
I was thinking about little tricks and tricks all day long, and finally I accidentally ended up in the bamboo rock pit.
But Zhang Cuicui is completely different.
This woman is determined and decisive, and can make such risky moves when things go slightly wrong.
If she were to be the priest of the Zhushikeng tribe, Soma would never dare to judge Shadu like a chess game after his death. "Do you know who I am?"
“I don’t know, but it’s definitely better than staying in the Chu Mansion.” Zhang Cuicui’s face remained unchanged and she stared at Su Mo.
Hearing this, Sumo showed a smile: "I am the leader of the Fire Fist Tribe. You should have heard of it at some point."
"Of course you have. My father told me two months ago Regarding your business, I finally suggested that he hire snow bandits to kill you."
"Have the courage to do so!"
Before Somo could speak, Thomas beside him couldn't help but sneered.
"Then do you know who I am?"
"You should be the priest of the Fire Fist tribe, Thomas, right?" As she spoke, Zhang Cuicui laughed at herself, "Look Come on, my idiot old father should have been killed by you. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have rushed to the Yunxiao Tribe with such great fanfare and risked offending Xia Fenghan to win over the priests of the Yunxiao Tribe to save me.”
Thomas didn’t speak, but his eyes couldn’t help but look high. Zhang Cuicui glanced twice.
An ordinary person.
If this woman were to become the priest of the Zhushikeng tribe, many people would be unlucky.
Of course, with her character, she might not be able to reach the third level, and she might be hacked to death by her enemies.
"Since your father hired a murderer to kill someone, it is only natural that I kill him."
Su Mo looked directly at Zhang Cuicui. He admired this character and simply said calmly.
“And I guess he hasn’t told you about colluding with evil cultivators secretly, right?”
"No." Zhang Cuicui's expression remained unchanged, but her heart was suddenly startled.
It’s not that she believes what Sumo said, but that many things have been strange recently.
Especially when she gets married.
Zhang Tai has never had any dealings with the Yunxiao tribe in his life, so how did he suddenly get to know Chu Xiaoyong, the clan leader?
Chu Xiaoyong couldn’t have found the Zhushikeng tribe and finalized the marriage by himself, right?
From then on, Zhang Tai's ambition also grew day by day.
Before, he just wanted to live in a corner and be a local emperor, and had never wanted to get involved in other territories.
After her marriage is finalized.
Promote to level three, form alliances, win over allies, and many bizarre things happen one after another.
“I don’t want to ruin the relationship between your father and daughter, but there are some things that you should know yourself.”
Sumo put away his smile and said softly, "I need to borrow your name to take root in the Yunxiao tribe. If you want to leave after this, I will arrange for someone to take you away. Can you go back to the dead end or go somewhere else?" No matter the tribe in the crack, I will give you a large amount of supplies, enough for you to live comfortably in the next stop."
"Okay, I am willing"
Zhang Cuicui is a. Smart people.
She didn't ask if she could stay after that, and what kind of treatment she would get.
Chess pieces must have the awareness of chess pieces.
If you try to negotiate terms with chess players, you will end up being thrown into the trash can and replaced by new chess pieces.
As for revenge for Zhang Tai?
After Somo told him and Thomas' priest levels, the last trace of irrationality disappeared.
"Level 5, Level 4, how can you bear it!"
Zhang Cuicui sighed.
A pair of ruthless people could emerge from such a ghostly place like a blind corner. Zhang Tai's death in their hands was a well-deserved death.
Perhaps one day in the future it will still be remembered by outsiders. Before the rise of the Su clan leader, there was a little person with no eyesight who took the initiative to die.
"I can't bear it. If there is a sign, I'm afraid it will be eaten long ago."
Sumo smiled and did not continue to explain.
Wang Qi had already helped him kill Chu Xiaoyong. At this time, even if he randomly suggested someone to be Zhang Cuicui, Xia Fenghan's character would handle it internally.
But since the real owner was "willing" to help, Somo was happy to be at ease and saved a lot of trouble.
Yunbu.
Xia Fenghan, who was over forty years old, sat on the Taishi chair and slowly poured out a cup of hot tea.
Another difficult deep winter has passed, but fortunately, no troublesome special situation has occurred in the Yunxiao tribe.
This is the sixth year since he founded the Yunxiao Tribe since he ran away from the family.
According to the previous agreement, for a period of eight years, in two years, he will be able to retire and leave Crack No. 37, and return to Crack No. 7 to fully prepare to break through to the Holy Priest.
Once you become a Holy Priest, you can go anywhere in the wasteland with hundreds of cracks.
After drinking a cup of hot tea, Xia Fenghan felt warm all over and felt a little refreshed.
But through the glass window, I saw the leader of the Yun tribe hurriedly rushing outside. I couldn't feel the two shoes when I put them on backwards. This refreshing mood quickly disappeared.
Idiot.
Xia Fenghan shook his head. Compared with Chu Xiaoyong, the clan leader of Hebu, the clan leaders of Yunbu and Xiaobu were simply pitifully stupid.
After I have repeatedly said that the Yunxiao tribe does not need to make big moves, it only needs to maintain the stable development of the family business.
Only Chu Xiaoyong understood what he meant. He never expanded externally or caused trouble. He only grew quietly in the name of the tribe in secret, and occasionally solved troubles beautifully.
As for the priests of Yunxiao and Yunxiao, it cannot be said that they do not understand it completely, but their methods are much more explicit.
Not only do they often use the banner of the Yunxiao Tribe to bully the small tribes outside, but they also occasionally have conflicts with the other five tribes in the six major tribes, and they become red-faced.
As the saying goes, family scandals should not be publicized. In order to prevent these things from reaching the ears of the Yun tribe's inspectors, Xia Fenghan worked hard.
This also makes the closer he gets to retirement, the less he wants to see these two fools appear in front of him.
Once they appear, it means that new trouble is coming.
"Let him put on his shoes before he comes in."
Xia Fenghan frowned and signaled the servants to put away the tea sets, while he walked towards the living room.
However, what surprised him greatly was that Mu Rui, the leader of the Yun tribe, was not as respectful as usual and barged in directly after giving a warning.
"High Priest, what's wrong, Xiaobu and Hebu are fighting!"
"Huh?"
Xia Fenghan was about to scold him with a straight face. Murray was stunned when he heard what he said.
Xiao part, He part?
Isn't this guy just lying? After the establishment of the Hebu, where did it conflict with Yunxiao?
“What’s going on?”
“Wang Qi, the priest of Xiaobu, went crazy and went to Hebu to make a big fuss. After beheading Chu Xiaoyong, he chose to commit suicide.”
“What??!”
(End of this chapter)