There were twenty people in the delegation of Curry Wush. Except for Zhu Talan and Xu Ling who were following them, the others were all priests and God-selected people.

Because he was old, the high priest rarely went out, but for the prospect of his tribe, he had to endure the decay of his body and embark on the road.

At noon, the team arrived at a small plain south of Dapine Tree Lake. There were no mountainous trees around this place, so it was difficult to set up an ambush. It was also to express "sincerity" that the two sides set up the negotiation site here.

However, behind a distance, whether in the south or north, there was a group of people lying in ambush. Warriors or God-Selected Ones charged on the plains, and distance was never a problem.

Curry Wush sent a whole brigade of charge, a squadron of reconnaissance team, and most of the tactical team personnel, while the Frost Mist tribe selected the most powerful fifty god-selected people.

At this time, the commander Chu Xiaojun, who had absolutely confidence in Curry Wush, was still holding his troops, waiting for the instructions in the temporary radio.

The leader of the God-Selected Person on the opposite side rubbed the sharp axe in his hand.

"Akim, you look carefully with a telescope. When they meet, you will be prepared. As long as the high priest puts his hands on the back of his head, it will be a signal of our charge."

"clear."

Although Akim is experienced and experienced, it is not his turn to command all the God-Selected Ones. Here he is only a member of the grassroots, and the four team members under him are not qualified to be included in this operation.

Fifty people were full of murderous intent.

No one can stop the tribe's rejuvenation process!

On the small plain, the high priests from both sides had met, and behind them were more than ten god-selected people.

The difference is that in addition to the priest, Curry Wush also has a supporter and two new faces, while the other side is a lonely man with a group of fierce men.

Xu Ling stood beside Zhu Talan and tried to look at the opposite side calmly. The age of the Frost and Misty High Priest was almost the same as that of Curry Wush, but he always felt that the other party seemed a little... stupid.

So he secretly decided in his heart that he would call the other party's high priest a dun priest, and that the pronunciation was not too different, so it was not disrespectful.

He just didn't know that the priest was not really stupid, but because of the mild Alzheimer's disease, his thinking was a little slow and he often recalled it, so his face seemed... not so smart.

At this time, both sides had met. Due to the previous friction, they even saved the greetings. None of the priests on both sides were willing to lower their posture and speak first. As a result, the two old men just stared at each other face to face without saying a word.

Xu Ling felt amused and laughed. This was not like the meeting between the leaders of two tribes. It was like the old man downstairs confronting him because he could regret the chess.

Finally, Zhu Talan coughed, implying that the high priest on his side showed some demeanor, and the awkward silence was broken.

The high priest took a deep breath and tried to calm his tone: "Afjer..."

Xu Ling thought to himself that's right. Why are you still gambled when you're old? You'll be done with something.

"…you bitch raised it."

Xu Ling almost choked to death with saliva.

Hello!!! Why did you suddenly start to slander people when you talk about it? Where did the gentle and calm high priest go? Come back to me!

The dude priest opposite heard this, but his expression did not change much.

Xu Ling thought to himself that although he looked stupid, his demeanor was still calm, and his own family had already fallen underestimated.

"Gu Wen, a damn bastard."

Why did you follow suit and get mad!! After a long time, your level is not much higher!

Xu Ling didn't know what shape his facial features should be posed. How did these two ancestral players become clergymen? Oh, in this place, the priests are born with talent and have nothing to do with their usual words and deeds.

Mainly, Curry Wush had been rubbing with the Frost Mist tribe for a while, and the Dae Priest was so angry that he hated the high priest's stubbornness, and the High Priest was also quite resentful of the Dae Priest's arrogant and domineering manner.

Zhu Talan felt a headache. The political ecology on the snow field had basically degenerated to the primitive human level. Due to the sharp decline in population, there would be no intersection between the tribes in normal times, so diplomatic skills are optional here.

He felt that it was a waste of time to drag it on, so he had to say helplessly: "Two priests, please talk about the serious business."

The Dai Priest had long noticed this man with a strange face. The facial features of the Xia people were still quite different from those of the Dong Kingdom. Even with his Alzheimer's posture, he could see the abnormality.

But he felt that if he took the initiative to ask questions, he seemed to be weak, so he suppressed his curiosity and said in a deep voice: "Gu Wen, I will say it again. You and Luo Ning will bring the good players of your tribe to join us, so that it will be good for everyone."

Although he was ready to steal people, he still planned to be courteous and then soldiers, and it would be best to be able to resolve the situation peacefully.

But if the worst happens, the two priests on the opposite side will be kidnapped. At worst, they will go back and lock them up for a while. The tribe without the priests will not survive on the snow field for long. At that time, they will symbolically accept a small number of remnants of the Curry Woes, and they will have to succumb to reality.

However, the high priest was unmoved: "I will say it again, Curry Woosh doesn't need you."

Before the arrival of Xia people, his caliber was not completely unnecessary, but said that if they wanted to merge, it was OK, but all tribesmen, even the old and weak who had no skills, must be accepted.

However, the Frost and Mist tribe did not agree to do this. Now there are enough old, weak, women and children over them, and the burden is not small. To sum it up in one sentence, it is: the landlords have no surplus food either.

But because they cut off the priesthood heritage, they were eager to find a heir to the clergy, so they kept entangled Curry Woosh like a rogue.

Hearing his words, the priest looked gloomy: "You said you didn't need it, but how long can your weak tribe last? Maybe I should let you die in Currywush. Anyway, when you die, you still have to ask us for help."

The high priest was still brewing words, but the dai priest on the opposite side did not stop: "Don't be stupid Guwen, we have thousands of gods, vast plains, equipment exchanged from the Immortal City, and even seeds of food. What do you have?"

The high priest pondered for a moment and looked at Luo Ning beside him: "I have an heir."

puff--

Xu Ling quickly covered his hand on his mouth. Why didn’t he see that this old man was so interesting before? His laning skills were quite full.

The face of the priest is green. Isn’t it just because the priest’s inheritance is broken? Isn’t it true that the priest’s inheritance is broken? I don’t understand if I don’t reveal my shortcomings!!

"Okay! It seems that there is no need to talk about it!"

The priest was furious, "Just wait, Gu Wen, the snow field will be in peace. We found the corpses of many powerful monsters, some of which were smashed by thunder, some were burned by flames, and some were frozen into ice sculptures. This must be a sign of the catastrophe. Your stubbornness will lead the tribe to a dead end!"

As he said that, he was about to raise his hand and send a signal to the fifty warriors who had been ambushing behind for a long time.

Originally, they could survive more people, but since we didn’t cooperate, we just had to ask the two in front of us!

The dai priest thought angrily.

The dozen people following him also tightened their bodies and were ready to attack at any time.

Behind, Akim held the telescope and shouted, "Boss, it seems he's going to do it."

"Prepare for combat."

All fifty people stood up in an instant.

Akim was still watching, just waiting for the priest to put his hand on, and he was about to issue an order as soon as possible.

However, on the small plain, Zhu Talan couldn't help but speak: "Wait a minute, what did you say just now? Catastrophe?"

He seemed to know a little why the other party had endured for so long, but now he suddenly became anxious.

It is because they regard the traces of the battle scene as a precursor to the catastrophe.

However, the Shuangwu tribe members did not understand the reason, but Zhu Talan knew it very well.
Chapter completed!