After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1789 Patriarch Agui
"You're done talking."

It's true that the other party was so defensive, but Apo had already called out that they were members of the Xiao Qinglong tribe. They were still so defensive, which made them feel a little uncomfortable.

He walked to Ye Feng and whispered, "They should be attacked often."

Only those who are frequently attacked will remain vigilant at all times and guard against all strangers they see.

Ye Feng has been looking at these people: "I can see that those old people still have herbs on their bodies. I am afraid that they will encounter attacks during this period, so they are so defensive against us."

The herbal medicine is green and can be seen at a glance when it is applied to the wounds of the old people who only have leaves around their waists.

If the old people were injured while hunting, they would have been bitten to death long ago with their bodies.

Moreover, there is a tribe of hundreds of people including old men and children, and there will be more warriors, so the tribe will be even bigger.

It was unreasonable how a large tribe could allow the old man to hunt again.

In this way, it can be concluded that these old people were attacked by foreign tribes recently and were injured in order to protect the tribe.

Therefore, even if they heard Apo say that people from the Xiaoqinglong tribe were coming, they did not dare to let down their guard.

An old man who can be injured must have been a good hunter when he was young. Such a warrior must be smart, and he is completely different from Apo and the others.

Maybe as the Huasui priest said, the Daqinglong tribe was in trouble, so they asked them to come back for help?

The old people will be injured, and Apo and others will go out hunting. Those attacking people should often attack the Da Qinglong tribe while the warriors in the tribe are hunting.

Ye Feng not only looks at things on the surface, but also looks at the inside through the surface, and can also see from others some of their recent past.

This Great Qinglong Tribe is not doing well.

Ye Feng thought evilly, maybe, when he used other tribes to attack the Da Qinglong tribe, he took out the big black knives and bows and arrows of their Little Qinglong tribe, pulled the Da Qinglong tribe into his camp, and made them all obey him.

In this way, he no longer needs to challenge the leader of the Da Qinglong Tribe, he can shock all the people of the Da Qinglong Tribe and make them completely devoted to him.

After all, besides food, what humans envy most is sharp weapons and worshiping powerful warriors.

And he has all three of these points.

"The patriarch is here." Apo's shout interrupted Ye Feng's thoughts and looked towards the entrance of the big cave.

The moment Ye Feng saw the leader of the Daqinglong Tribe, he froze in shock.

That simply can't be considered a clan leader, only an old man.

The old man cannot be the leader of the tribe because he is not strong enough. He will be challenged and killed by strong warriors, and he cannot let the tribesmen eat and drink well.

Therefore, the patriarchs throughout history have not been old people.

But the clan leader that Ye Feng saw was an old man with gray hair, a stooped back, and a cane. He was older than Azu.

This old man has to walk with a cane, and he is not as brave and healthy as the old people who use spears to protect the tribe.

This is so weird.

Chang Sheng and Feng Harvest also looked shocked, and Feng Harvest couldn't help but exclaimed: "Is that the clan leader?"

Ye Feng also looked unquestionable: "Apo said he is."

Changsheng said nothing, but looked at the old man with deep doubts.

Xiao Se also came to Ye Feng. While looking at the old man with a cane, he said to Ye Feng, "Is this the clan leader?"

The old man you can flip with one finger will be the leader of the Daqinglong Tribe?
This is different from the clan leader in her second generation.

Apo smiled happily, ran towards Xiao Se, pointed at the hobbling old man, and shouted excitedly: "Arthur, this is our patriarch Agui."

Even if you don’t believe it, you have to believe it when you hear this now.Xiao Se and Ye Feng looked at each other and took a step forward, facing the smiling old man with wrinkles on his face.

Ye Feng looked at the old man in front of him with an expression that was truly indescribable. He could challenge a strong warrior and kill him without hesitation.

But for the old man in front of him who could not even walk steadily, it was really difficult for him to say anything to challenge him and kill him. He really couldn't win with force, and he didn't bother to use that method.

Agui looked at Ye Feng, who was out of tune with them, with a friendly smile on his face.

He stood in front of Ye Feng, his height only reaching Ye Feng's chest: "Chief of the Little Qinglong Tribe!"

Ye Feng had mixed feelings in his heart: "Yes. Patriarch."

The clan leader's words were respectful and polite, but not submission.

Agui grinned with only a few teeth: "Okay, okay, finally I'm back, I'm finally back!"

His eyes turned red as he spoke, with tears in them.

Seeing him like this, Ye Feng was a little at a loss and really didn't know how to answer the question.

The scene before him was really different from what he had imagined.

In his mind, the leader of the Daqinglong tribe should be as tall and powerful as Chang Hun, a strong warrior who can fight to the death with him, not the thin and weak old man in front of him.

He really couldn't do anything to such a clan leader.

Imagination was different from reality, and all the plans I had made on the road were in vain.

The bleak expression was the same as Ye Feng's, and it was hard to explain in words.

Harvest Ah Ri Ah Ying and others were all holding fire in their hearts, thinking about how to help Ye Feng win the position of clan leader.

But when they saw the old man Agui, all the passion in their hearts was like a balloon that had been pricked by a needle, deflating and leaving nothing behind.

"The rich high priest is here!" Apo's voice sounded cheerfully again, not noticing the slight embarrassment in front of him.

Xiao Se was startled, and he didn't dare to look up at the wealthy high priest.

When she was the second generation, she was the rich high priest of the Daqinglong tribe.

The name Tuhao High Priest was given by the goddess a hundred years ago, and she said that no matter who she was, as long as she became the high priest of the tribe, she would be called Tuhao High Priest.

The second generation is her, so who is the rich high priest now?

"Arthur!" The gentle voice of the night wind came to my ears, "The high priest is here."

Xiao Se took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to look at the other party.

No matter who the rich high priest is now, it has nothing to do with her. She is now the High Priest Arthur of the Little Qinglong Tribe.

A female who looked to be about the same age as herself, with very fair skin, was wearing a chest-wrapped animal skin skirt, with a big red flower like a matchmaker on her disheveled hair.

Her expression was a little cold and arrogant, and she had a strange feeling that she was repelling others thousands of miles away.

But when he saw her face, Xiao Se felt chills all over his body and his hands trembled slightly.

She was familiar with the wealthy high priest in front of her, and also knew her other name.

Sophomore Priest!

The wealthy high priest in front of him was actually the second-year priest of the second generation, the same second-year priest who was used as a spy by Ye Feng and whose neck was finally broken by Ye Feng!

Xiao Se took a breath and looked at Ye Feng for the first time, feeling anxious and frightened.

(End of this chapter)