MTL - Banished to Another World-Chapter 17 Times 17

He deliberately did not give himself a splint, or he was afraid that the priest would see doubts, but he thought that something went wrong!

Is this old guy not covered up after that day, let the other side see it?

If it was true that he didn't cover it that day, this old guy couldn't bear to mention it today.

So is someone whistling?

He did not believe anyone, even if the Caomachi master servant and the Clayland family expressed his affection for him, he also had some kind of affection for them.

However, if it is the case of Caomachi and others, why don’t you say it later, do you have to wait for the original war to come back?

Why did the original mountain and the original sculpture appear in the big account at this time? Are they really friends of the original war?

Well, it’s a habitual conspiracy to argue. One of his problems is that things are complicated, and they always think badly. As the saying goes, the heart is more than the heart, his heart is dark, and naturally he will not think too much about other people's minds.

Strictly still thinking about it, he even thought that if he can escape today, even if the value of scum is once again broken, he must also get a bunch of offensive poisons on his body.

There are not many wrinkles on the face of the old priest Qiu Shi, but each one is very deep, especially the two lines of the mouth are deep and long, making the face look extremely harsh and difficult to speak.

After he had finished the sentence, he paused for a while. When he looked up and saw the boy’s face unclear, he looked at him and he said:

"The hunting arm was broken when hunting the clouded leopard. At that time, the mountain and the carving with him were fixed with him, and then tied with a straw rope. After returning, hunting for me to heal, I know this method. Mountain and carving Say this method is what you teach."

Autumn is staring at the eyes of the young slave.

This method of fixing bones was only taught to Caomachi, so that Caomachi gave the original sculpture for the safety of his master, and the original carving was taught to the original mountain, and then the two used this method to save the hunting. Warrior's arm? I will figure it out with a sternness.

The original mountain and the original carving were shaking at the moment of the priest's words, but they all shook a little, but they did not explain it.

Is it the original mountain and the original carving sold him? The teenager looked at the two with amazement, and the tears filled his eyes--he had been crying long ago. The most important thing is that the behavior of the original mountain and the original carving will not give him the value of scum, but he has to bear the results, how do you really think about it!

The original battle did not move, and even a look at the original mountain did not even have a look. It seems that the life and death of this slave and the confession of friends at his feet are nothing to him.

Even if the original two people really betray him, he can only die now. The teenager is full of panic and fear. "Hey, tell the priests, I don't know about it, I swear! I don't know the hunter, how can I harm him?"

"Kill him?" The old priest showed a scornful smile and turned and walked back to Shitai. If he had doubts before, after seeing this little slave with his own eyes, this doubt would be cleaned up. How could such a good method be such a child who was only a teenager and timid? of.

It seems that the mountain and the eagle did not lie to him. The method may be as they said, after they saw the river's arm seriously injured, they were afraid to encounter the same injury as the river, and they thought and drummed out.

The old priest did not think that the little slave was cheating on him. He believed that a teenage child would not be able to fool his eyes even if he would wear it again.

Life experience is absolutely sneer in the heart than the rich priests of the old priests. This old thing is really swindling him. On the surface, he is acting as a home, panickingly looking at the original mountain and the original carving, shouting with a crying voice: "Dashan adults, big Carving an adult, I beg you to tell the priests that this matter has nothing to do with me, I... Master, save me, save me, oh!"

The teenager crawled his legs and climbed hard to the original leg. He clung to his leg and cried.

The original fight kicked the boy, cold and cold: "Will you kill him?"

The old priest turned back. "It’s always bad to keep an outsider. If you don’t know the origin of this boy, even if he is really a salt mountain, it is also a trouble. We have trading with the Yi people, if the Yi people know that we are taking in their enemies. ......"

The chief who sat on the stone platform frowned slightly, and the old priest was a little over, but a slave.

As the leader of the warrior, the original 狰 also brought a little worry to see the youth, he hopes that the young people can calm down.

The original battle was really calm. He didn't even change the tone of his speech: "Is the autumn real adult afraid of the Yi?"

"Let's relax!" The old priest's expression changed and he angered: "You know that I don't mean that!"

"That's good. The warrior of my original tribe has a slave, and I don't want to see the face of his Dai."

The old priest took a stone platform and angered: "War, have you forgotten that the Yi people have occupied Yanshan, and that our salt will be exchanged with the Yi people in the future?"

The original war was faint: "What about that?"

The old priest couldn't believe that the young man dared to face so many people, especially in the face of the chieftain, and slammed him, but he was not able to arbitrarily punish him. He immediately looked at the responsible tribal warrior with anger. The original principle of reward and punishment, using his eyes to force him to start for himself. (Pingnan Literature Network)

The tallest scorpion walked to the same height of the original battle, and stretched his fist and licked his chest. Shen Sheng said: "The fear of Qiu Shi adults is also reasonable."

The old priest was happy, but the original sentence almost mad at him.

"But the warriors of my original tribe have never been afraid of anyone!" The original voice was a light meal, light drink: "War."

"At!"

“If the Yi people challenge us for this?”

"kill!"

“If the Yi people refuse to exchange coarse salt with us?”

"kill!"

"If the Yi people fight with us?"

"kill!"

"Good!" The original 狰 gave the original battle a punch and returned to its original position.

that's it? That kid is so arrogant and so rude to me, have you not seen it? The old priest was furious.

He did not agree to let the original be the leader of the entire tribe except the chieftain, but the chief did not listen to him. The only man who is strangled in this eyes is simply not qualified to be the next chief of the original tribe!

"Emirates!" The old priest glared at the chieftain with anger.

The Chieftain finally said: "Is the method of fixing the broken bone on the board really effective for the healing of the broken bone?"

The old priest did not understand why he would transfer the subject, but the chief asked, he had to answer: "There is a certain effect. If it is not a serious bone injury, this method can avoid bone growth."

The chief nodded. "It's very good. If that's the case, it will give the mountain and the carving a good work."

The original right fist punched the chest, indicating that it was recorded.

"In addition, the child is a slave to the war. It is found that the credit of the big man is recorded in the head of the war. The winter food will be rewarded tomorrow."

"Yes."

The chieftain waved, "War, there is nothing wrong with you here, take your slave back."

"Yes." The original battle was bent, mentioning the boy, holding him and leaving.

"Wait!" The old priest's face was blue. This must not be the case. Since he delayed the original battle in order to save the original ice, the people headed by the original war have become more and more interested in him. Now he dares to give him the face of the chief. Embarrassing, if he endured this matter, how can he still have a prestige in front of the tribal soldiers?

"Autumn,"

"Emirates!" Before the chieftain finished speaking, the old priest cut off and quickly said: "Let the war take over the slave. He has a bad leg and does need a slave."

Anyone who heard this said that they felt uncomfortable. The original left war had a problem with the left leg. Everyone knew it clearly, but never said it as a soldier. Who is willing to admit that he is a disabled person? Why did the old priests ignore the jealousy and see the reasons for mentioning this in the original battle? Everyone knows it.

The original battle with his own slaves, no expression.

Strictly squinting at the old thing, how much scum may he be added. But killing him does not mean that he will be better in the days of the original tribe, and an old priest will die, and a new priest will come out, regardless of whether the original tribe is waiting for the priest, compared to him. The outsiders who are "intentional speculation" are naturally worthy of being convinced by their priests.

"Autumn, what do you want to say?" The chieftain said with a little helplessness.

The old priest thought he was a big smile. "I just asked the big battle, did you forget that my tribe had to exchange rough salt with the Yi people? He answered me 'that's how.' His tone is so light, not even worried about the use of the tribe. Salt, I must have discovered a new salt-producing land in the war, or is it already about to be discovered? How long can the salt of the tribes be used for the chieftains?"

When this was said, everyone understood the plan of the old priest.

Strictly in the heart of the old priest erected the middle finger, secretly ridiculed the owner of the hair to be moldy, but turned to think, he suddenly jumped heart. This is obviously an opportunity! The opportunity he had been searching for was already sent to him!

The original engravers who have never had an opening have a look at each other, and the original engraving will open before the next step.

The chief raised his hand and stopped the original carving and other people from opening. He replied: "After this hunting, the salt will be exhausted. Before the winter, you must exchange enough coarse salt for the whole winter. You know this."

The original 狰 looked at the original battle, "War, have you found a new salt-producing land?"

The original battle wanted to answer honestly, and was scratched with nails.

The old priest also did not want to give the opportunity to open the original battle. Now he immediately ordered: "War, for the entire tribe, are you willing to find a new salt-producing land?"

The original carvings couldn’t help but interjected: “The chieftain, the priest, the winter is coming, this time to go out...”

The old priest simply ignored him and stared at the original battle. He said with a smile: "Why, don't you dare? You just said that as a warrior of the original tribe, are you not afraid of anything?"

He didn't say that. The original battle was not subject to the radical priest's radical method. However, regarding the salt land, he and Yan and others also talked about the hunting. The Yi people are different from the salt mountain. This is an insatiable race. Later they will control the salt mountain. The tribe wants to change the salt and will have a big bleeding.

For this reason, it is imperative to find a new salt-producing land or a salt-producing tribe, and this matter was originally intended to be discussed with the chiefs, and it is planned to wait for the spring to go out again. Now the old priest spoke, but only opened things ahead of time.

Severely poked the original battle, shouting in my heart: agree! Hurry and agree!

This is definitely a chore for the original war, but isn't it a good opportunity for him to leave the original tribe and seek another development? Although the timing and season are not very good, he does not want to wait for a second better chance.

Not only the original battle, he had to think about flicking some people to follow along, otherwise he and the original two, the road is too dangerous.

What should we do? The stern brain quickly turned away, and all kinds of bad ideas came.

The original war looked at the chief.

The chieftain is indulging.

Original opening: "Emirates, I have something to talk to you."

The chief seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and immediately waved his hand, "all left. He and the priest left."

"Yes." The soldiers stood in the chest and followed the original battle and walked out of the big account.

The best opportunity for the old priest to slip away, and immediately screamed at the original.

I didn’t see it.

The chieftain sighed. "My priest, you are sitting down and looking for a new salt-producing land. It is not a trivial matter. It can only be done by one person."

"I am good for the tribe!"

"I know." The chief tried to appease the old priest and let the tent curtains fall down.

The original war and other people withdrew from the big account, and once they left the big account, the expressions of several people immediately lived up.

The original hunting of the young soldiers seems to want to talk to the original war, and was pulled by the red date male. "Brother, there is something to say tomorrow."

The original hunting looked back at the big account, raised his right arm and smashed his chest to leave the original battle.

The original battle did not talk to the original sculpture and other people, made a pair of cold face, holding a sharp and quick step to leave, pity this baby just hurt a bit to poke him, probably can not stand it. If he didn't see the blood flow of the little slave, he would not be able to endure it until now.

The original sculptures sent the original war far away, watching no one around, slamming down the original mountain with elbows, could not help but snorted: "The old guy is getting more and more embarrassed, we clearly said nothing, he planted in us Body."

The original mountain eye looked forward, and the lips moved slightly: "He wants to swindle and swindle. After all, Xiao Mo is not only unknown, but when he comes, the big **** has come out, and the method of fixing the broken bone with wooden branches has also emerged. Autumn The real person will suspect that he is also normal."

"More than that? He probably wants to provoke our relationship with the war. He never wants us to go too close to the war."

"Old things, old confused, the Sects and the tribes are longer than our flying sands. The war is born in the tribe, the tribe is in the tribe, and the roots are the people of the original tribe. How could he still have the heart of the complex? The old things will be repelled like this, and the original ones will not be distracted by him."

The original sculpture was cold and cold: "He didn't want to treat the original ice that was not seriously injured because he was not a black original, but put the war to the end?"

The original mountain sneered at the disdain. "The old thing wants to make the big ice become the next generation chief, and you have to see if the person can hold it."

"Who is the original ice is the only blood of the original patriarch of the Heihara? Who is the boss of the sect? Is the priest as a black man afraid?"

"What are you afraid of? You and I are the blood of the Feisha people. Does he want to kill us in the future?" The original mountain was dissatisfied. The face of Founder was full of murderousness. "The old thing turned out to find a new salt-producing land in the winter. Isn't this pushing the war to death? His legs will attack even more in the winter, and the thing is not unknown! What is the plan for the chief to do? Is it the old thing to toss? He is not afraid of old things. Let the tribes go away!"

"Do you think the chieftain didn't want to get rid of that old thing? If it wasn't for Qiu Ning, he didn't get all the priests to inherit..."

The original carving and the original mountain voices are getting lower and lower, and then they are venting, but also to cover up the eyes and ears. They simply sneak into the square and make a mess, until the crowds are quickly dispersed before returning to the tent area.