Sky Dragon Rider

When Mai Qianlan finally realized it, she almost went crazy!

Three cavalrymen representing the local lords were killed on the spot by a powerful magic arrow. This account was destined to be settled on the heads of the Beta tribe. How could she and her tribe survive? !

It is conceivable that the lord of the orc clan, Misa, must lead an army to sweep across the entire Blackwater Forest, killing all living creatures he sees.

This is a catastrophe!No one is immune.

"Spell arrow? Who shot the magic arrow?"

"They are all dead! It's over! The lord will definitely kill us!"

"We're done too!"

"No, run away!"

"Where are you fleeing to? There are orcs everywhere. Will the demons treat us well?"

The people of the Yu clan who came back to their senses one after another wailed in despair. They lived in the Blackwater Forest for at least a thousand years, but all this has come to an end today. Before long, the entire tribe will cease to exist.

"Patriarch Mai Qianlan! Patriarch Mai Qianlan!"

There was an extraordinarily loud voice in the sky, and many Yu clansmen who were in fear were all stunned, and then raised their heads to look at the sky, which was the direction from which the magic arrow came.

Some Yu people couldn't help showing gnashing of teeth in anger, but their expressions quickly became dull.

From head to toe, shrouded in a green, yellow and black tri-color camouflage armor, you can't even see your face clearly, holding a strange big bow in your hand, the only thing that can identify the opponent's identity is under the fluttering cloak, constantly flapping the fan wings.

Two Yu people!

Everyone in the Bieta tribe, regardless of gender, age or age, was all stunned.They have never seen such a majestic clan, such armor, such weapons, and such a lofty posture descending from the sky.Like the messenger of the Feathered Serpent God, he came to rescue the whole tribe in distress.

A member of the Yu clan's feet softened and fell to his knees, and more members of the Yu clan were in awe.Involuntarily, they knelt on the ground devoutly one after another, as if recognizing that the other party was the messenger of the Feathered Serpent God.

"Chief Mai Xilan!"

The two fully armed, faceless Yu tribe warriors quickly found the leader of the Beta tribe with their sharp eyes, and quickly landed towards her position.

"Two, who are the two adults?"

After all, she is the patriarch of a tribe, and her psychological quality is far superior to others. Mai Qianlan did not kneel down like the tribe, but looked at him in surprise.He even forgot that the opponent killed three orc cavalry with one arrow, bringing disaster to the Beta tribe.

If the opponent is really the emissary of the Feathered Serpent God, then a mere local orc lord is nothing at all. Even if all the orcs in the entire continent are added together, they are still vulnerable in front of the Feathered Serpent God. How much better than the three orc cavalry who were bombarded by magic arrows just now.

"Ha. Patriarch Maxilan, we are not adults!"

One of the feather warriors took off his helmet, pointed to himself and said, "Belief, do you still remember? I am Belief from the Qiongxian tribe!"

"Ah!~" Mai Qianlan looked at the other party in disbelief, this face was indeed familiar, wasn't it just a member of the Qiongxian tribe?She looked at the other one suspiciously, and the feather warrior also took off his helmet, and said with a smile: "I am Bega from the Qiongxian tribe! I am not the envoy of the Feathered Serpent God!"

"You, you!"

The matriarch of the Beta tribe's eyes widened even more, and she couldn't believe what she saw.

In her impression.When did the Qiongxian tribe have such an incredible armed force.Could it be that the Feathered Serpent God has really descended? !

"Please don't worry, Patriarch Maixilan, we are definitely not impersonators, we are all fake. Here is a letter from our Patriarch Baylor, please be sure to read it."

Belif, the feather warrior of the Qiongxian tribe, was not in a hurry to come up with other things.With his right hand, he wiped the bracelet-shaped space system alchemy memory on his left wrist, and an extra envelope appeared in the blink of an eye.

hiss! ~Mai Qianlan gasped again. The Yu people have always had keen eyesight and extraordinary eyesight, so they couldn't tell that the appearance of this envelope was not some kind of magic, but because of a space system alchemy memory.

An ordinary warrior can own a space-based alchemy memory. It seems that the Feathered Serpent God really came to the Qiongxian tribe, otherwise it would be impossible to have such a precious alchemy weapon and armament.

She took the envelope in a daze, and opened it unknowingly.

The strange touch from her fingertips made Mai Qianlan finally come to her senses. This is definitely not animal skin, but a material that has never been seen before. It is very white and thin, and it also has a certain degree of toughness. Inside the thicker and more delicate envelope was a snow-white letter paper, on which words were written clearly. The ink was neither plant juice nor animal blood, and the color was pitch black, neither overflowing nor scattered.

She is not unfamiliar with the handwriting on the white letter paper, it is exactly the writing style of the Patriarch Baylor of the Qiongxian tribe.

With a quick glance, the matriarch of the Beta tribe gasped again.

The Feathered Serpent God did not come to the Qiongxian Tribe, but it was almost the same.

Sensing that Patriarch Maixilan had read the letter, Beliv, a warrior of the Qiongxian Tribe, said with a smile, "I don't know what your opinion is?"

"I, I need to think carefully."

For a while, Patriarch Mai Xilan still couldn't accept the impact of such a large amount of important information, and it took a little time to digest it.

Belif looked at the standard watch on his right wrist, exchanged glances with his companion Bega, then nodded, and said, "Okay, Patriarch Maicilan! But time is limited, we can give you an hour Consider time."

They didn't just go to the Beta tribe, they also needed to continue flying to the habitats of other small races.

So this hour is not only the rest time for the two of them, but also the time limit for the Beta tribe to make their destiny choices.

If the other party chooses to refuse in the end, the two will not force it. A letter from the Patriarch of Baylor will stop here, and there will be no more words.

"Okay! You two, please wait!"

Mai Qianlan nodded, one hour is enough for the Beta tribe to make a decision about their own destiny.

She shouted to the surroundings: "From now on, no going out is allowed, and all the family members are notified, I have something important to discuss!"

The Bieta tribe is just a small tribe, and its population is not even as large as that of the Qiongxian tribe. The convening process was very quick. In a short time, the heads of every family in the tribe gathered around the head of the tribe, Mai Xilan.

The two warriors from the Qiongxian tribe looked at each other and smiled. In fact, just now, they had already made a choice for each other. The discussion of the Beta tribe was just a superficial process, and they had no other choice at all.

The discussion process was uneventful, and the Yu people of the Beta tribe who participated were very calm. There was no noise or dispute, and the discussion was over in less than half an hour.

"Please tell Patriarch Baylor for me that the Beta tribe is willing to accept his plan, and at the same time swears to become a vassal tribe of the human dragon knight Morin."

Mai Xilan, the patriarch of the Beta tribe, returned to the two Yu tribe warriors of the Qiongxian tribe again, and formally replied to each other's intentions.

Although I don't know the specific content on the letter paper, but as Belif and Bega expected, the Beta tribe has no choice at all. Choosing to become a vassal is an unexpected gain.

In fact, it is easy to understand. The bracelet-shaped space-system alchemy memory on the wrist of the warrior Beliv of the Qiongxian tribe is enough to make the Beta tribe desperate for it. enough.

"Patriarch Maixilan, in fact, we don't need the two of us to tell you, you can tell him in person."

Belif smiled and took out a sharp-edged paper box from the space system alchemy storage on his left wrist.

If the other party's reply is refusal, then it is naturally impossible to give this set of satellite phone for free. According to the development of the situation in Chongyang Continent, it will fall into the hands of demons or beasts sooner or later.

The demons will definitely not continue to pay the phone bill, and the orcs probably smashed the satellite phone and blinded the product of Dragoon Modong Industry.

"This is?"

The matriarch of the Beta tribe looked at the cardboard box, watching Belif take out the satellite phone, skillfully put it in the crystal block, and then start it up.

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-(to be continued~^~)