There were originally nine tribes in Jiuqu, scattered among the 100,000 mountains. The Heishan tribe where Jiang Li is located belongs to the branch of the Black Iron Tribe, which is one of the Jiuqu. It was only a hundred years ago that due to the division of power, it eventually became a medium-sized tribe that was not big or small in the 100,000 mountains...

After returning to the tribe, several men with dark skin and burly body at the door glanced at him with their eyes open and didn't care much. Jiang Li walked into the tribe without saying a word. When some figures who were interacting with him could not help but make fun of him:

"Hey, Xiao Jiangli, I didn't catch my prey today!"

"You are really useless. Did Tie Lin hit Laoshan Wolf just now?"

The tribe was built in the mountains, and the tribes were naturally clear about the habits of wild beasts in the mountains. They knew that the cunning and cunning of the old mountain wolf. The iron forest that could hit such prey and Jiang Li who returned empty-handed naturally became inversely proportional.

Unlike the black and strong men in the tribe, because of their bloodlines, his body is relatively thin and his skin looks fair, which makes him different from other tribes, but gives people a feeling of closeness and warmth. Therefore, except for the top tribes in the tribe, his relationship is quite good among women and children.

After passing through the tribe, facing their slightly sarcastic teasing, Jiang Li was not angry. He smiled and responded to them. He walked to the middle of the tribe. The tribe used small wooden stakes to form a large open space. In addition to teaching the tribes, ceremonies on important days in the tribe will be held here. Next to the open space, several relatively spacious wooden houses were built, and several tribe women were busy in front of the wooden houses. Although the Black Mountain tribe is the most powerful tribe in the surrounding tribe, slaughter deaths still occur from time to time, so that there are many orphans in the tribe. Although their men died for the tribe, they still need to work enough to get food.

Jiang Li was about to walk into the wooden house, but he saw an old man in coarse linen sitting in front of the house facing the door with a wooden table facing the door. Several strong men were surrounded by him, as if discussing something...

Jiang Li stopped, turned around and walked into the kitchen, reached out and grabbed a piece of marinated meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it in big mouth. The marinated meat was hard to bite, but Jiang Li ate it very carefully, and did not let go of every piece and every strand.

"The kids in the tribe know how to hunt, only you... only know how to eat for free every day!"

The complaints sounded from behind, and a woman with a slightly dark skin and a bloated figure grabbed the cured meat in Jiang Li's hand with a whistling sound. Most women in the tribe were responsible for family affairs, but because of their bloodlines and their study since childhood, they also had considerable combat power.

Jiang Li's reaction was quick, and he jumped away, stuffed the remaining cured meat into his mouth in one bite. When he passed by her side and walked to the door, he turned around and made a face at the woman, and then walked into the wooden house.

"Mr. Hunter, recently, has appeared in Jiuqu. The girl from the Hanlin family was almost plundered by them..."

There is a ban inside Jiuqu: Foreigners are not allowed to enter Jiuqu at will, but the bloodlines in the world are rare, families, army, and countries... In order to enhance their strength, the metropolis acquires bloodlines at high prices to cultivate offspring. Although the Black Mountain Tribe is not a tribe built on the edge, poaching still occurs from time to time, which is also the reason why Jiuqu’s bloodlines decline and bloodlines pass away.

Jiang Li stood in front of the hall with a respectful expression and muttered softly: Grand Duke!

"Recently, let the kids from each family go out, and you can strengthen your patrols. If you meet them, bury them in Jiuqu..." The old man spoke gently and said with a gentle and calm expression, but he turned a deaf ear to Jiang Li's words.

After talking about this for a while, several tribes left the lobby and looked at Jiang Li before leaving: Some people who were calm and ignorant, some people who were indifferent and cold... the only thing they didn't have was pity and sympathy!

"Okay, they have left too. You don't need to pretend to be respectful and humble in front of me!" Jiang Li stood up as his footsteps drifted away, then stood up and grabbed the clay pot on the table, and gushes several sips of fruit wine. Then he blew the jar on the wooden table with a bang, and stared at him with a little unconcealed anger in his tone, "When do you want to agree to my blood sacrifice? I asked you when you were nine years old, and you asked me to wait for two years, and two years turned into four years, and four years turned into six years. Now it has been seven years. Even idiots like Mulin have entered the third level. I am the only one in the Black Mountain Tribe."

"You usually say it every ten days. Today is three days faster than before, and it seems that you are being stimulated again?" the old man asked slowly.

Jiang Li snorted coldly, not commenting.

The old man looked motionless, and his eyes turned to the map on the table. Jiang Li waited for a while, and the cold ice on his face gradually faded, and the unknown expression showed a little aggrieved, "I know you are very good to me: when I was ten years old, my body was still alive. You went to Wushan Tribe overnight to ask for the Qingxin Grass for me; when I was eleven, I broke my hand bones, and you found bone juice for me; when I was twelve, I was bitten by a poisonous snake, or did you find the poisonous snake gall for me... I remember these things one by one, don't worry, as long as you are willing to sacrifice my blood, I will definitely revive the Black Mountain Tribe for you in the future and develop the tribe into the largest tribe of Jiuqu."

Jiang Li said all the facts, but the reason did not say: Yu Bu is not clear because he was locked in the house and was isolated from the water source; his hand bones were broken; the poisonous snake was lured into a trap by them... and he also remembered these.

"The premise is to ask me to avenge first!" Thinking back to those faces, Jiang Li thought so in his heart.

"I think you have misunderstood: Qingxin grass, bone juice, poisonous snake gallbladder... These are all herbs that the tribe has always prepared, but these herbs are precious, so it would be a pity to save you!" The old man did not raise his head and responded in a faint tone.

"You are kind to me, even if you say that, I will always remember it in my heart!" Jiang Li sighed. After seeing the old man without any reaction, he finally had to leave the wooden house. Just as he left, the old man looked up at his back, a smile appeared on his face, and then lowered his head again and stared at the map on the table.
Chapter completed!