Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 203

"cool!"

Xia Ye couldn't help blowing a whistle. This is a more practical ability than absolute defense. After all, with Xia Ye's strength, it is impossible to always face the crisis of killing, so the applicability of defensive skills is average, and berserk can be used at any time. ability to use.

As Xia Ye adjusted his breath, the redness on his skin faded, and the coercion he exuded also eased.

"Go, go and see if there is anything good!"

When Xia Ye came out of the ancestor altar, he saw that the entire tribe was busy, most of which had been dismantled, and the materials that could be used or not were loaded into the cart first.

"Big brother, look, the building core of the two-headed dog's lair!"

Song Guo ran over with the stone box, and inside was a bloody lump of grapefruit-sized meat, with some lenses on it, which were turning on and off, like breathing, emitting a red light.

"Be careful, you can't touch this thing with your hands, or you will be parasitized!"

Guiye warned.

"Put it away and be safe!"

Because of the existence of vitality, many concepts in this world have changed, and many new species have also been produced, such as the two-headed dog just now, which was not born viviparously, but was born through architecture.

From Xia Ye's point of view, this meat ball might be a substance similar to a uterus, which is active and exists as a single body. As long as it is given vitality and nutrition, it can continuously give birth to two-headed dogs.

"It's amazing!"

Xia Ye thought of some papers and works that he had read before, talking about building a mechanical womb and cultivating fetuses through artificial cultivation, thereby reducing the suffering of women during pregnancy and childbirth.

Of course, for ethical and moral reasons, such experiments still remain on paper.

"What about two heads? It's not very weak!"

Rem pouted, the lightning she and Mu Yi Mu Er released was so powerful that they almost took away those two-headed dogs.

"That's why you are strong. Ordinary soldiers will definitely suffer a big loss when they encounter these two-headed dogs with poisonous claws and sharp teeth!"

Ellie retorted.

"I've already tortured it. I heard from Xia Jinzhao that the nest of two-headed dogs has evolved to the highest level and can produce three-headed dogs. It's super ferocious!"

Ghost Master licked the corner of his mouth: "Can you let me take care of these two-headed dogs?"

"Sorry, we need hounds to scout the way!"

Before Xia Ye could speak, Jia Duo refused. Bringing a hound would give the female warrior a small boost in attack power.

The female warrior of Eternal Isle has the habit of keeping war pets, but she can't afford to keep pets even if she doesn't have enough to eat when she goes on an expedition to the Eastern Continent.

Now that he has settled down in Chaoge, he naturally has to get back the previous method of taming animals, and he can't lose it. The two-headed dog says whether it is strong or not, and whether it is weak or not, it is just a supplement.

The bald eagle standing on the altar of the ancestors flapped its wings and stared at the ghost with sharp eyes.

"Okay, here you are!"

Master Gui took the initiative to raise dogs to enhance his own value, because he knew that once a person was useless, it was time to kill the donkey.

As a mountain ghost, Master Ghost is under a lot of pressure. Although Xia Ye is a good person, others still don't trust him.

In the eyes of others, Master Ghost is not even worthy of racial discrimination, because mountain ghosts are at the same level as animals.

To be honest, thinking about it in another way, Master Gui felt that he would not trust a mountain ghost, but Xia Ye did it anyway, and even declared himself a great prophet.

This title made Master Ghost very proud for a few days, but after talking with Lu Lingxi and Elena, he felt inferior.

People are knowledgeable, and they are the beacons that guide a tribe forward.

Lu Lingxi, who has a mysterious origin, has been traveling all year round. Up to now, he has explored no less than a thousand ancient ruins and tribal ruins, and collected a lot of lost knowledge.

This kind of wise man, even if the Eight Great Kings see him, they will greet him with their heads down.

Elena has inherited the history, culture, and knowledge of the Eternal Isle. It can be said that she carries at least the essence of a tribe.

Without Elena, this expeditionary force would have been destroyed long ago.

Well, let’s not talk about these two, even Xia Ye, Ghost Master thinks he can’t compare, he often spouts some words, even Lu Lingxi and Elena can’t understand, but seeing their curious expressions, Lord Gui knew that those words must represent a fortune.

Brown sugar, bamboo paper, soap, these things, although small, are shining with the light of wisdom, and those delicacies...

Jobs looked down and saw that he had only been in Chaoge for half a month, and his body had gained a lot of weight, and his ribs could not be touched.

To eat, or not to eat, that is the question!
Lu Lingxi is definitely qualified to serve as a great prophet in a large tribe of 10 people, so Lord Ghost is ashamed of himself in front of the three of them, so he wants to do more to maintain his status.

If nothing else happens, Jia Duo will definitely become one of Xia Ye's wives, because marriage is an inevitable way to maintain the stability of the tribe.

Grab the two-headed dog with the chief wife?Even if Master Gui was kicked in the head by a donkey, he wouldn't dare.

"You are a great prophet, what kind of dog do you have?"

Xia Ye frowned.

Although he was scolded, Master Gui's mood suddenly improved, and his whole old face wrinkled into a ball of chrysanthemums with joy.

When Big Nose, who was passing by not far away carrying a sack, heard this, his face was filled with indescribable surprise.

"The mountain ghost is the great prophet? This is no one else!"

"admire!"

Xia Xiang didn't know what to say.

"Hmph, Chaoge made the mountain ghost the great prophet, and it will be over sooner or later!"

Xia Jinzhao cursed, and when he finished speaking, he remembered that there was a female soldier overseer beside him, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, shrinking his head.

"Hmph, we have two great prophets in Chaoge, Mr. Gui is a fart, it's just a name. Besides, even our great chief has the qualifications to be a great prophet!"

The female soldier didn't hit Xia Jinzhao, but retorted, how could these prisoners understand how powerful Chaoge is!
"You're right!"

Big Nose apologized, Xia Xiang and Xia Jinzhao didn't refute, but they both slandered in their hearts: "Just brag, the Great Prophet is not cabbage! And people will come to a small tribe like yours?"

As for the flattery towards Xia Ye in the latter sentence, the two of them selectively ignored it. The only thing they were curious about was what method Xia Ye used to make these women of other races follow her wholeheartedly.

"Charisma?"

Xia Xiang guessed.

"The charm of fart, I think Xia Ye should have a big bird!" After thinking for a while, Xia Jinzhao added: "Super big bird!"

After demolishing all the buildings, the supplies suddenly increased, and the Chaoge Crusade Corps had no way to continue fighting and could only return.

Along the way, laughter continued.

"Why didn't you see the wounded soldier?"

Xia Xiang looked back and forth, she was more attentive, and wanted to judge Xia Chaoge's combat strength.

"Miss, I know some herbal medicine, and I can help take care of the wounded soldiers!"

Xia Xiang strikes up a conversation with the female soldier in charge of escorting.

"No need, we have no wounded soldiers!"

The female soldier replied lukewarmly.

"No wounded soldiers?"

Xia Xiang cried subconsciously, are you kidding me?Just fought a siege battle, you tell me there are no wounded soldiers?Are you all iron men?Not hurt?

Seeing Xia Xiang's questioning, the female soldier snorted, "We can't achieve zero casualties if we fight this kind of rubbish tribe, so we lose!"

hiss!
The word "zero casualties" made Xia Xiang and the other prisoners gasp, and couldn't help looking at Xia Jinzhao.

"impossible!"

Xia Jinzhao cried out, this sentence is the biggest insult to me, okay?

"No deaths or serious injuries, more than a dozen minor injuries, but Miko Izumi has already been treated!"

The female soldier looked at Xia Jinzhao with a playful look on her face: "It's your soldiers, nearly a hundred of them died. If it wasn't for the kindness of our great chief to let Quan Meizi treat those injured, they would all be wiped out."

The female warrior's javelins rained down, and after the soldiers were scattered and wounded, they were hunted and killed by the mountain ghosts, and many of them were directly bitten to death.

Of course, there are casualties among the mountain ghosts, but this kind of cannon fodder that can gather a large number of troops at any time does not count at all.

For the injured mountain ghosts, Lord Gui didn't even bother to treat them, so he hacked them to death with a single knife.

"Thinking about it carefully, I don't seem to have seen death!"

Big Nose recalled that during the entire process of the Chaoge Corps' attack, they had always controlled the dominance, even if they were avoiding the detours of the Molten Soldiers, there was no confusion.

"So strong!"

The captives sighed.

In the forest, Mo Wuheng staggered and fled. She felt her throat was burning again, her lips were extremely chapped, and her legs were weak and sour.

Mo Wuheng didn't dare to stop, because the team of the public loser was chasing after him.

"I can't die here, I still have a lot of unfinished designs!"

Mo Wuheng cheered himself up.

"Haha, Mo Wuheng, you can't escape!"

"You dare to claim to be one of the three most talented geniuses of the Mo family? Aren't you being chased by us like a lost dog?"

"Mo Wuheng, be obedient and die. I will make you into a puppet and fight for me for the rest of my life. It will be your honor."

All kinds of arrogant shouts came from behind.

Rationality told Mo Wuheng not to scold back, but to save energy, but with her character, she couldn't bear it: "Hehe, ten people attacked me unexpectedly, and three of them were killed, how dare you brag about Boyi?"

This sentence made the public loser's team choke, followed by abuse.

"But this time it's really going to be cold!"

The thousand sub-crows that could explore the way were destroyed, and Mo Wuheng could only scurry about like a headless chicken, not to mention that there were no pursuers, and if there were no pursuers, running around like this was killing himself in the ancient forests of the wasteland.

"Wait, there seems to be a voice?"

Mo Wuheng was refreshed and immediately quickened his pace.

"The situation has changed, hurry up and stop her!"

Gong Shufan yelled, although he looked down on Mo Wuheng, but he is indeed one of the most outstanding geniuses of the Mohist family, with endless tricks, they have been hanging behind, not because they can't catch up with Mo Wuheng, but because they want to consume her The physical strength, wait until exhausted before starting.

"Look at me!"

A young man with a double chin was carrying a wooden box behind his back, and with a whir, three bronze birds shot out like lightning.

(End of this chapter)