totem god system

Chapter 147
stress? !
Lang Lie was stunned.

Stress and learning words are completely different things.

The voice of learning to speak is someone who said it, and you say it again. In this case, even if you speak quickly, you can tell who speaks first and who speaks last.

It is different again, the accent is the sound made at the same time.

In other words, this old lady knew exactly what Li was going to say!
Li also had a serious face, and he didn't believe what the old woman said at all, so he was learning to speak by himself, he was obviously talking with himself.

"Who the hell are you?" Facing this kind of weird opponent, Li was extremely cautious.

He is not afraid of head-to-head fighting, and he will die bravely, as long as he will go to God's side after death.

But a weird opponent like the old woman is terrifying. You have strength, but they don't necessarily have to fight you head-on, and they will die aggrieved.

"It's normal for you to have doubts." The old woman still smiled kindly, and nodded towards Li: "Let me introduce, I am the Curved Horn Sheep Festival."

"???"

"???"

Li turned his head to look at Lang Lie, and Lang Lie happened to be looking at him too. Both of them found that each other had question marks all over their heads and faces, and they didn't know what the curved-horn sheep sacrifice was at all.

"Actually, they are the priests of the Qujiao Tribe." Seeing that the two were puzzled, the old woman explained.

Priest? !
This is great fun.

In any tribe, the status of priests is very high, they are the people closest to God.

Even so, it does not mean that the priest's combat effectiveness is equally superior. Most of the time, the priest's status is inversely proportional to the combat effectiveness.

That is to say, the general priests are relatively weak, they are really weak chickens, scum with a combat power of five...

Therefore, on the battlefield, priests rarely appeared, and even if they appeared, they would retreat after saying a few words. Fighting was a matter for fighters, and had nothing to do with priests!

But today, a priest just stood in front of two hostile leaders in such a leisurely manner. What was he trying to do?

"Since you are a priest, why did you come here?" Lang Lie asked a question that both of them were puzzled at the same time.

"Because I want to see him." The old woman pointed at Li.

"See me?" Li was stunned again, and the two of them had no friendship, so why did the priest of Qujiao want to see him?

"Yes, I see you. By the way, I would like to ask you to do me a favor." The old woman said calmly.

"Wait, Curved Horn Sheep Festival, you made a mistake, he and I are allies, we are enemies now!" Lang Lie said viciously, and at the same time emphasized again: "Enemy! It's the enemy!"

"Well, he is, you are not." The old woman nodded to Lang Lie, then stretched out her finger, pointed at Lang Lie again, and said at the same speed.

"..." These words are too hurtful, they really don't give you any face, Lang Lie blushed, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"Wait, your words are useless to us. We are allies. Lang Lie will not suspect me because of your words, and neither will I." Li sneered and said very simply.

"Treacherous!" Lang Lie is not a fool to become the leader. After Li said this, he immediately understood what was going on, and roared again and again.

"Hey... so you are the enemy, but he is not." The old woman shook her head and sighed.

Her words made Li frowned, but he couldn't understand.

"The wolf lost to the sheep. If you lose once, you can lose twice. There is always a way to win him, but I don't have the confidence to win you." The old woman looked up and said vigorously. wearing something.

"You think you can beat me all the time? Come on, try!" Lang Lie's eyes were red, and he howled angrily.

"You let him go." Casting a disdainful glance at Lang Lie, the old woman pouted towards Li Nu and said.

"Li, step aside and watch me lead someone to kill these guys." Lang Lie, who was already on fire, said a little recklessly.

"I really lost..." Li looked up at the sky and said with a sigh.

"...Li, you..." Lang Lie turned his head to look at Li in disbelief, as if he didn't want to believe that Li would say that.

"What's wrong with me? Lang Lie, my good friend, think about why my God made me appear here with so many fighters? Could it be because you can defeat them?" Li looked at Lang Lie seriously, He growled and said, "You give up your advantage with just a few words from a priest? What do you think, ah, is your god here for you to single out?"

"Ah!" After being awakened by Li's words, Lang Lie was extremely ashamed.

"So, he will still lose, you are the enemy." The old woman said with a calm momentum, still smiling kindly.

"Your trick is useless to me, I won't be fooled." Li stretched his neck, ready to fight.

"Please don't put on that strange dress, I don't want to die yet." The old woman's eyes flickered and she said unhurriedly.

Li's body froze suddenly. He was just about to change into the armor of the death warrior, but he didn't expect to be seen through by the old woman.

Can even one's own transformation be seen through? Isn't this curved horn goat sacrifice too scary?
Li's expression completely changed.

"So, you are the enemy, and these guys riding wolves will only be played around by us." The old woman took a step back indistinctly while speaking.

It was just such a step, but he was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood. If he didn't take this step back, the old woman would be within his attack range.

Just now he made up his mind that no matter what the old woman said, he would put on his armor and strike with an axe.

But she took a step back, and the ax will return in vain...

Too scary!

"Don't get excited, I'm not here to fight you today, but I have something to ask you for, and I need your help." The old woman didn't seem to notice Li's flushed face, and she still looked relaxed. Not slow.

"What's the matter?" Li asked, swallowing hard.

"Please contact your god and tell him, Qujiao..." The old woman paused, as if worried, and finally sighed, "Surrender."

"Qujiao... Surrender?" Lang Lie was stunned for a few seconds, then his eyes widened: "What?"

"Are you serious?" Li also couldn't believe this, and surrendered before fighting. How could such a good thing happen? He was not arrogant enough to think that the Samsara tribe was invincible in the forest.

"Yes, we, the Curved Horn Tribe, surrender." The old woman repeated calmly.

"Why, give me a reason!" Li's expression was extremely serious.

"Reason? The reason is that once the war starts, Qujiao will definitely fail and suffer heavy casualties. If so, why not just surrender." The old woman said with a wry smile.

"You knew you were going to lose before the fight?" Lang Lie felt great now, his whole body was comfortable, he wanted this feeling, it was so refreshing!

"It's definitely not because of you." The old woman glanced at Lang Lie, and said slowly but with certainty.

When Lang Lie heard this, he immediately covered his chest, pointed at the old woman and remained silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)