Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

Under the moonlight, Ji Zei waited for Xue to fall asleep completely and sleep soundly, then gently pulled away his hand, got up and left.

The long time of sitting still made Ji Thief feel pain all over his body.

He stretched, twisted his body, and made a crackling noise.

Tushan, who was sitting on the ground in the distance and fell asleep with his legs, opened his eyes as soon as he heard the sound, got up and rubbed his hazy eyes, came to Ji Zei, and said softly: "Master Patriarch."

Ji Thief gave a hum, looked back at Xue, and left.

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Elder Fatty hasn't woken up yet. It should be said that he has been in a coma since he was sent in to the present.

With three or four fatal injuries on his body, he was able to hold the old patriarch back to the eastern plains. It was already impossible, but he did it.

However, the consequence of this is to lose too much blood and fall into a crisis.

The witch begged several clansmen in the medical department for some medicine to treat the wounds of the fat elder.

Because it was once an enemy, the members of the medical department were more or less obsessed with the witch and the injured fat elder.

It is precisely because of this that when dealing with their wounds, it is not as dedicated as Xue Xue.

You know, the wounds of the witches are handled by themselves.

Looking at the fat elder who has been breathing from time to time until now, the witch couldn't help sighing heavily.

She moved her body with difficulty and came to the Lihuo tribe until now. Except for a visit by Usma at the beginning, no one has taken the initiative to speak to her.

The witch can feel the Lihuo people's rejection of her, but what can she do?

It's all self-inflicted, and who can I blame?

The fat elder was put on the wound medicine again, and the witch whispered to herself. Her voice was so small that you couldn't hear what she was saying.

"Fat elder, is the situation okay?"

The sudden voice rang behind the witch, shocked her, and when she looked back, she saw that Ji Thief did not know when he appeared. He stood up in a panic and stuttered: "Brave, warrior, you, why are you here? !"

Ji Thief waved his hand: "Let me see the situation of Fat Elder."

As he said, Ji Thief squatted down beside Fat Elder, looked down and frowned.

The witch sighed and said with some sadness on her face: "I'm afraid it will be difficult, the old fat is too bad..."

Ji thief: "···"

The witch suddenly asked Ji Thief: "Warrior, what do you plan to do with Songzan?"

Ji thief calmly said: "What to do? Of course, it is to sacrifice to the sky!"

The witch gritted her teeth: "It's time to chisel that beast!"

When this sentence fell, the thief and the witch were silent.

After a long time, it was the thief who broke the silence first.

"I'm leaving first. If you have anything, you can find me. If I'm not here, you can find Usma."

After seeing Fat Elder, Ji Thief stood up and said, it seems that in his eyes, there is only Fat Elder, and the witch is like an air.

Realizing this, the witch felt a little uncomfortable, and she screamed, "Warrior!"

The Ji thief, who had the idea of ​​escaping to leave, suddenly stopped, looking back suspiciously next to Tushan.

The witch bit her lip: "Yes, sorry, thank you too."

Ji Zei shook his head in panic, and fled away.

When the two left the witch, Tushan asked Ji Thief honestly: "Master Patriarch, shall we go back to rest now?"

As he said, Tushan yawned long.

The thief glanced at Tushan: "Are you sleepy?"

Tushan clicked his mouth: "A little bit."

"Then you go back to sleep, I have one more person to see."

Tushan didn't understand: "Who?"

Ji thief said: "Songzan."

Tushan was stunned: "It's not the patriarch, what are you going to see him doing?"

Ji Zei pursed his lips: "I want to know what the Qingfeng tribe he is talking about is."

With that, Ji Thief turned around directly.

Seeing Tushan, he stomped his feet, oops, and quickly followed.

When they came to the Ministry of Public Security, the two members of the Ministry of Public Security who had not rested all night saw the thief, and they all hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "My patriarch."

Ji Thief nodded with a hum.

"Is the patriarch coming to see Lord Aniu? Let's tell Lord Aniu to go."

Ji Thief headed away and said, "No, I'm here to find Songzan, where are others now?"

Because the cave used as a prison of the Ministry of Public Security was destroyed by the earthquake, Songtsan just tied the vine to a stone, and several members of the Ministry of Public Security looked at him.

After the two members of the Public Security Department who watched the night listened to Ji thief's words, one of them said: "Master Patriarch, I will take you."

The thief nodded and followed the tribe with Tushan.

When he arrived at the place where Songzan was tied, he was lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied.

In fact, this is a waste. Shu interrupted Songzan's left hand and left leg, and Ah Ju broke Songzan's right hand and right leg.

Even if no one is watching you, Songzan can't run at all.

When he got to the front, Ji Zei looked down at the wound on the ground that had been simply treated by Ah Qi. Songtsan, who was going to be chipped and couldn't die tomorrow, opened his mouth and snored.

Tushan grunted dissatisfied when he saw it, "This guy really fell asleep."

As he said, Tushan kicked it over: "Wake up, don't sleep!"

This foot was kicking on Songzan's wound, and he yelled out of pain, and instantly awakened from his sleep.

He opened his eyes, he almost didn't even have the strength to turn his head, but after seeing Ji Thief, he was so frightened that he was shaking and sifting the chaff. If it wasn't for injuries on his body, this guy might be able to jump up.

"Ji, Ji, Ji thief~"

There was an uncontrollable tremor in Songzan's voice. Seeing Ji Zei at this time, it was as if he had seen the Living Hades and the devil.

Ji Zei waved his hand and motioned to the security tribe who led him to retreat first, then squatted down next to Songzan, and hummed softly: "You have a big heart, and you're going to go for it tomorrow. Today. If you can still fall asleep, you are not afraid of the old patriarch in the dream asking for your life?"

Songzan was taken aback, and fought a solid cold war. When he looked around, he almost cried: "You, don't scare me."

Ji Thief snorted without speaking.

But Songzan seemed to see some hope, and Chongji thief shouted: "Ji thief, no, warrior, please, please let me go. As long as you let me go, I swear, I will never I'll trouble you again, really, I don't want to be chipped, woooo."

Ji Zei waved his hand and opened Songzan's hand: "Now I know I'm afraid? Why didn't you think about this when you started killing the old patriarch?"

Songtsan was stunned, with regrets on his face: "It was the **** of Mulian who asked me to do it, warrior, I really don't plan to kill my father."

"Is Mulian your mother? She said she asked you to kill you?"

In a word, Songzan was silent directly.

He cried for a long time: "Warrior, I don't want to die, I don't want to die."

Ji Zei looked at avoiding the vital point, and his body was full of injuries. He couldn't help but sigh that this guy's desire to survive has been hurt to this extent, and he still wondered how to live.

Moreover, even if he didn't kill him and let him go, he would not survive.

Not to mention, it is impossible for me to let him go.

"Are you afraid of death?" Ji Thief asked.

Songtsan nodded busy.

Ji Zei followed: "If you are afraid of death, it depends on how you cooperate."

Hearing the hope of life, Songzan couldn't help showing joy: "Cooperate, I absolutely cooperate!"

The thief nodded: "I ask you, what happened to the Qingfeng tribe you talked about during the day?"

Song Chan was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Ji Thief strangely.

He was thinking what Ji Zei suddenly asked Qingfeng Tribe to mean?

Could it be that Ji Thief is afraid of it?

It is possible that the Qingfeng tribe is so powerful, how could Ji Thief not be afraid.

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with thinking like this, but Songzan seems to have forgotten that Ji Zei does not understand the fact that Qingfeng tribe is at all.

At the moment, when Ji Zei took the initiative to ask about Qingfeng tribe, Songzan couldn't help showing a little more confidence, he snorted, and he wanted to speak without speaking, but Ji Zei was impatient with his attitude.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Ji Thief slapped Songzan's face directly and slapped him directly.

I saw the thief said: "Remember your current identity, your life, is in my hands. I said not to kill you, but to see you under the premise of your cooperation, if you dare to show me any score , I will chisel you out now."