Traveling through the beast world: Beastmaster, don't mess around!

Chapter 858 Death of the Patriarch of the Stone Tooth Tribe
Chapter 858 The Death of the Chief of the Stone Fang Tribe
Ji Mo had only seen the scene of soldiers approaching the city on TV before. The general was riding on a tall horse, shouting at the people on the city wall with great momentum.

I thought that such a scene was enough to make people feel shocked, but today, their teams are all flying in the air, confronting the opponent's team, surrounded by howling cold wind and the sound of flapping wings.

The people of the Shiya tribe can't fly, they don't have wings, but they have trained a flying beast, Ji Mo doesn't know what kind of beast it is, that flying beast has four pairs of wings, it looks like a centipede, there are many Its feet are two or three meters long, and there are a pair of long tentacles on its head, waving randomly in the air.

Sitting on the back of the stone, Ji Mo quietly leaned over and asked.

"Stone, what kind of beast is that? It can be used as a flying mount."

Shi Shi's head shook twice, and he said sullenly, "I don't know, sister, I haven't seen that kind of beast in the forest."

Leng Qiuhan next to him heard Ji Mo's question, and immediately said proudly, "It's normal that you don't know centipedes, because there are no centipedes in our forest, but centaurs live in Maple Needle Forest Although the beasts are not big in size, they live in groups, even a powerful orc, if he is entangled by this kind of thing, he will not be able to escape alive."

Ji Mo frowned slightly, "Then how did the people from the Shiya tribe catch them?"

Leng Qiuhan gave her a cold look, "How do I know this? Go ask them!"

Ji Mo was speechless, rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

Both Qianhuang and Ai Changfeng were at the front of the team, because Qianhuang was ready to go through a fierce battle, and he was afraid of hurting Ji Mo, so he handed Ji Mo over to Shi Shi for protection.

Most of the members of the Stone Fang Tribe were sturdy and fat, and there was only one person sitting on the centaur that was two or three meters long.

Watching the centaur flapping its wings desperately, Ji Mo couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and quietly said to Shi Shi, "Why are these people so fat, at least three hundred catties? I guess this centaur will not be able to hold it without us beating it." gone."

Laughter came from the side, Leng Qiuhan looked at Ji Mo and smiled speechlessly.

Ji Mo glared at him, checked Xiao Chen who was tied to his body, and found that the little guy fell asleep, so he gently covered his ears with his hands, because a war might start soon.

At the front of the Stone Fang Tribe is a fairly thin orc, of course compared to other Stone Fang tribe people, but he should be about two hundred catties thinner. That man seems to be in poor health, coughing all the time, I almost coughed and couldn't breathe several times.

The orc should be one or two hundred years old, his face was full of wrinkles, he covered his mouth with a cloth towel, and looked towards Qian Huang.

"It turned out to be Master Qianhuang. I should say that our Shiya tribe, ahem... lucky, or... ahem... or unlucky? Unexpectedly... Master Qianhuang took a fancy to it."

In a word, the orc spoke for a long time before finishing, and then he started to cough violently. Although Ji Mo was far away, he also found that the orc seemed to be coughing up blood, because he threw away the cloth towel in his hand, And there were large bloodstains on the cloth towel that fell down.

Qianhuang's expression was indifferent, and his voice was cold, "Clan Chief Chengchuan, you have been rampant in Shiya City for too long, and the people in the city have long been unbearable, so I chose you."

Immediately, angry roars sounded from the Stone Fang tribe.

"So you're still doing it for those people? The majestic white lion can even say these high-sounding and deceptive words."

Qianhuang was not annoyed, and there was no expression on his face, and he still spoke in that cold manner.

"Of course not, your Stone Tooth City is in a very good location, I've taken a fancy to it."

The people of the Winged Lion Clan feel very excited when they hear Qianhuang's arrogant words. They are all aggrieved when they are with the Mermaid Clan every day. Finally a breath of fresh air.

On the other hand, the Shiya tribe was full of angry faces. They were already grumpy. How could Qianhuang bear such words? Suddenly, someone clamored to start a war.

Qianhuang's expression was indifferent, and he didn't even look out of the corner of his eye to those who shouted viciously. He just looked indifferently at Cheng Chuan, the patriarch of the Shiya tribe.

Cheng Chuan coughed violently for a while, and then he recovered a little bit. He held his chest and looked at Qian Huang with very unfriendly eyes.

"It seems... Master Qianhuang is, ahem... really wants to start a war with us."

Qian Huang looked behind Cheng Chuan and said, "The Shiya tribe is different now, is the chief Cheng Chuan really going to fight?"

Cheng Chuan's eyes suddenly flashed a strong hostility, and he sneered, "We... no matter how poor the Shiya tribe is, we won't be defeated by a team of small tribes like you."

Seeing that it was useless for him to say so many things in one breath, Ji Mo couldn't help thinking, as expected, people's emotions can control the body, even for such a sick person.

However, just when Ji Mo thought this way, Cheng Chuan suddenly coughed heart-piercingly, and several orcs hurried forward to check his situation, but Cheng Chuan suddenly grabbed a young orc who rushed over.

He was panting desperately, as if he wanted to say something to the orc, but he couldn't make a sound out of his mouth, and the panting was more out of breath and less in in.

Ji Mo wanted to go there subconsciously, Leng Qiuhan grabbed her, "Are you out of your mind? That's our enemy, what do you want to do?"

Seeing his angry face, Ji Mo came back to his senses. That's right, that's their enemy, not one of their own, so they can't be saved. If he is saved, more people from the Wing Lion Clan will die, isn't it? Is it equal to harming one's own people?

"Patriarch, how are you, Patriarch?"

Cheng Chuan's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he couldn't speak with his mouth open. He was holding on to the orc's clothes desperately and painfully.

Everyone in the Shiya tribe looked terrified and anxious. It seemed that this patriarch had great prestige in the tribe.

Qianhuang suddenly turned his head and glanced at Ji Mo, then turned back.

"Clan Chief Cheng Chuan, if we can save you, can we not fight, and you give up Shiya City?"

Cheng Chuan had only one breath left, when he heard Qian Huang's words, he glared at him resentfully and swallowed his breath.

The people of the Shiya tribe attributed the death of the old patriarch to the winged lion tribe, and they rushed towards the winged lion tribe's team excitedly.

This war was finally inevitable.

Ji Mo frowned, and said coldly to Leng Qiu, "It's not good for Qian Huang to provoke them like this, it will improve their combat effectiveness."

(End of this chapter)