"Fat Brother."

"Fat Brother."

Xia Tuo and Qiaoer whispered to the collapsed fat duck, but Fat Brother seemed to be really salty and was lying on the stone bed without moving.

He held the jade pendant covered with fine cracks in his hand, and murmured in his mouth, but he could not make any sound.

"Uncle, Fat Brother is heartbroken."

Qiao'er reached out and shook the fat duck hard, but Fatty Brother let his body shake, and his agility did not appear at all. His eyes were grayish white.

There is nothing greater than the death of the heart.

The jade pendant, which represents the identity of the Tao Zhu clan of the ancient clan, broke and lost the identity of the descendant of the Tao Zhu clan.

In fact, he had long lost his identity as a descendant of the Tao Zhu family, but he did not give up. The first, second, third and fourth time, the Tao Zhu family's test would not have such a chance, but he had never given up.

Xia Tuo dragged Fat Brother to lean against the wall and patted his face. Unfortunately, he still had a pair of godless eyes, and he was too lazy to move even when he looked at him.

"Uncle, since Fat Brother has been expelled from the clan, why don't we take him in?"

Qiao'er tilted her head and thought about it for a while and said, she thought it was great to let Fat Brother join the Xia tribe. After all, the Xia tribe is a big crowd gathered by many people without a home.

It’s easy to talk about taking in Fat Brother. For Xia Tuo, Fat Brother is kind to him. Not to mention the spiritual roots, just the ferocious beast bone marrow that allowed him to unlock four heavenly veins in one fell swoop, which is worth one or two years of cultivation. He will be rewarded for this kind of kindness.

It’s easy to reap the soul, how can I recall it?

This is very difficult.

There is no greater sorrow than death in the heart. If a person loses his faith condensed in the blood inheritance, he will completely lose his faith and become a stinky salted fish.

"Uncle, you are the most powerful, you must have a way."

Qiaoer looked at Xia Tuo with big eyes. Xia Tuo thought for a while and glanced at the dull fat brother. He said to Qiaoer and the other two, "You go outside the door first to wait for me."

Qiaoer jumped off the stone bed obediently, poked her head from the crack of the door that was about to be completely closed and said, "Uncle, you are the most awesome."

Xia Tuo sat on the stone bed and shook Fat Brother's body. Fat Brother raised his head and grinned at him, and became a salted fish again.

He held the debris transformed from the jade pendant in his hand, and his eyes were filled with pain.

"Brother Fat, you have been expelled from the tribe, right?"

Hearing this, Fat Brother looked up mechanically and clicked again.

"Your tribe is amazing?"

Fat Brother nodded again.

Seeing Fat Brother Response, Xia Tuo breathed a sigh of relief, not afraid of the salty fish being salty and smelly, but afraid of the salty fish completely losing their dreams. Even the salty fish must be determined to be the smelliest salty fish.

"How powerful is that, even better than the Black Crow Tribe?"

A hint of disdain appeared on the corner of Fat Brother's mouth, and his mouth surging, and his voice was hoarse.

"Ant."

I understand that compared with Tao Zhu, the Black Crow Tribe is just an ant.

"Who is better than the former Ancient Tribe?"

So, Xia Tuo thought about it and took out the most powerful tribe he knew to compare it.

"Ant."

Compared with Tao Zhu, Wangu Tribe is also an ant.

Now Xia Tuo looked at Fat Brother. He had nothing to compare. He really should not behave like a person. He should not behave like a person. He could not tell that Fat Brother is not good, but his background is very awesome.

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo sat upright and faced with Fat Brother, grabbed his shoulder with both hands and shook it hard.

"Brother Fat, look at me!"

Xia Tuo looked formal and said, "I'll tell you a story."

"One Thirty~~~"

Suddenly he paused, thinking that the story had to adapt to local conditions and follow the development laws of various worlds, so he continued: "A story about three hundred years of Hedong and three hundred years of Hexi!"

"On the wild land, one is called..."

...

A divine light appeared in Fat Brother's eyes, he grabbed Xia Tuo's hand, and asked hurriedly: "What you said is true!"

"Really true!"

Xia Tuo nodded seriously and said, "The horse is so terrifying, that's a legend!"

"Brother Fat, you can do it too. Don't bully the young man's poor. Um, don't bully our father. We have bad luck. We have three hundred years of Hedong and three hundred years of Hexi. Today they ignore you and make them unable to reach the top tomorrow."

Xia Tuo said loudly, and when he was excited, he even made a show, almost pulled out Wang Dahui. Fortunately, it was quite appropriate, and the salted fish turned over.

Squirt.

Fat Brother tore off a piece of animal skin from his body, wrapped the jade slag in his hand, stuffed it into his arms, leaned against the wall, and spread his body.

"We Tao Zhu." At this point, another smirk appeared on his face.

"Their Tao Zhu family is very far away from the border and deserted areas. As the descendants of the Tao Zhu family, they all need to leave the tribe and be tested.

In fact, there is only one chance for the real test. If the test fails, I will be expelled from the tribe. I have long failed, but my identity has not completely collapsed. I have always been lucky and thought I could get away with it, but I can't hide it from my original intention after all."

"For some reasons, I was exiled to this remote wasteland where civilization is incomplete. I am sympathetic to the person you are talking about. Can I really go back and slap them in the face?"

"Fat Brother, of course, you are as good as Uncle."

Qiaoer pushed open the stone door and saw that the fat fish no longer looked like she was just now, and she immediately said with a smile.

"This time I thank Qiao'er, otherwise I would have to be buried in the fish's belly."

Qiaoer blinked her big eyes and looked at Fat Fu, and said obediently: "Brother Fat, come to our tribe."

"Your tribe."

"For the Ancient Mountains, Daxia Tribe, I, Xia Qiaoer, the High Priest of the Daxia Tribe!"

Qiao'er said to Fat Fu with great pride, and there was still a sense of pride in her words.

"High Priest?"

Fat Fu shook her head gently and continued, "Since the destruction of the Wangu Mountains, no Bo tribe was born again. How could there be a high priest in your tribe?"

Only tribes above the Bo tribe are qualified to call them high priests.

"snort!"

Qiao'er wrinkled her little nose and hummed with dissatisfaction: "Qiao'er is the high priest. At this time, the totem told Qiao'er."

"Fat Brother Hedong for three hundred years... Xia tribe can definitely become a Bo tribe."

Xia Tuo blinked at Fat Fu and said, "Right, right?"

Thinking that his goal was to go back and step on those who looked down on him, what was the point of leading a tribe to become a Bo tribe?

"right."

Fat Brother responded that he was a person who wanted to kill back to the Tao Zhu family's ancestral land.

"Brother Fat, Qiaoer is very happy to join Qiaoer's tribe."

Qiaoer pushed Fat Brother's body and shouted excitedly.

"Okay, let's take a few days off and we're back to the tribe."

Looking at Fat Brother's pale face, Xia Tuo took Qiao'er away from the stone house, spent a few beast cores again, and opened several stone houses for Qiao'er and others to settle down.

It can be seen that this time it has a great impact on Fat Brother's mind. The depression in his heart is not something he can tell just one story. He needs to come out of his depression himself.

In the stone house, he released the corpse of Jiu Ling who had killed.

Thanks to the thunder that Qiao'er finally triggered, the kind-hearted old man finally turned black and grabbed the old man's right finger.

clang!

With the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, Xia Tuo suddenly withdrew his hand. He saw crystal blood beads squeezed out from his direct fingers.

I couldn't help but sigh that the sharp finger knife appeared in his palm, five small knives as big as nails, as thin as cicada wings, and transparent in his material.

Buzzing!

At this moment, the five finger swords emitted a silver light, floating in his palm. Because the finger sword had just pierced the finger, the finger sword recognized the master.

Bloody Soldier.

Guixu fingering method.

These five small blades that cannot be even smaller are blood soldiers. These are not the bronze soldiers created by the tribe's War Department, but real magic weapons.

The bloody soldiers were spiritual and passed down from generation to generation, and Xia Tuo also obtained a sword technique about Guixu Finger Sword.

In general, this is a very awesome magic weapon, and it did not exert its due power in Jiu Ling's hands, but this is the first time he has seen such a small weapon.

He flipped over Jiu Ling's body again and found a pair of animal skin scrolls. Unfortunately, the contents in the scrolls were already blurred, and in addition to this, it was an animal core in animal skin bags.
To be continued...