The Emerald Tower

"Get out!"

A lot of curses, finally converged into a roar.

The barbarian who was slapped severely walked out of the tent with his head down, his face covered.

The barbarians who stayed in the tent took a deep breath as if angry, and then turned to look at another figure in the tent.

"I was negligent!"

The barbarian apologized sincerely.

"Ok!"

The figure nodded noncommittal.

"What shall we do next?"

The barbarian looked at the other's expression and asked with caution.

"According to the original plan!"

The figure replied, with a low, hoarse voice, obviously deliberately disguised.

"But, before..."

The barbarian hesitated.

"A mistake has already occurred, whether it is to correct or make up, it will only give the opponent more opportunities-unless you are sure to kill the opponent with a single blow, otherwise, you will only make more mistakes!"

The figure spoke slowly, and the eyes hidden under the hood coldly glanced at the barbaric in front of him.

Suddenly, the bottom of the barbarian's heart rose, and a sense of sword approaching his eyes.

"Isn't there an adult you there? It's easy for you to face Zelgaon?"

With a flattering smile, the barbarian said.

"Our purpose is far more than just a Zelgaon!"

That figure neither admitted nor denied.

"Yes, yes. I know!"

The barbarian nodded repeatedly.

But in the barbarian nodded repeatedly, the figure disappeared in place.

The tent fell into silence.

...

As the barbarian leader speeded up, the original two-day journey. It was over in a day and a half--

"In front is the Chiktor tribe!"

The leader of the barbarian named Luke stood on a rock and said, pointing to the scattered camp in the distance.

The barbarians around made cheers of unknown meaning.

Although I don't understand, the excitement can be clearly conveyed.

Obviously, both the Jadeites and the Barbarians have the same understanding of the concept of'home'.

Dean got out of the carriage and looked at the camp in front of him.

undoubtedly. This is a camp that can be called a town, with a not steep mountain as its foundation. Starting from the foot of the mountain, it has been built to the mountainside.

The felt tents connected to each other are like umbrella mushrooms.

The barking of cattle and sheep, and the barking of dogs, came out from time to time.

A line of tall, strong barbarian soldiers were at the foot of the mountain. Patrolling along the "city wall" made of wood and stone.

The appearance of Dean and his party did not hide from the guard tower on the top of the mountain.

A falcon entered the camp with accurate information. After a while, a group of barbarians came quickly.

"Luke!"

The barbarian who walked saw the leader of the barbarian at first glance, and gave a hug and laughter directly, and then looked at Dean and the others.

"Who are they?"

The barbarian who came by asked.

"It's people from Zelgaon, they come to find the murderer!"

Luke said without hiding.

In other words, the barbarians would not express it in euphemisms.

but. The barbarian in front of him was much better-tempered than Luke. Although there was a trace of disgust on his face, he didn't rush up irritably and act directly.

"I want to see Bu Qian!"

Dean didn't go around in circles. Said straightforwardly.

This kind of direct conversation is one of the few places that makes Dean like barbarians.

"follow me!"

The barbarian answered.

With that said, the barbarian turned and led the way.

And the entry of Dean and his party naturally brought a touch of strangeness to the Chiktor tribe in front of them.

Many savages gathered around. Point to Dean's line.

However, it is obvious. The barbarians who led the team had considerable prestige and did not make the surrounding barbarians impulsive, but the unfriendly look of the surrounding barbarians was still worrying.

At least Mi Weier followed the tiger in fear.

The tiger looked around indifferently. Although the fellow Kerr barked his teeth at the unfriendly barbarians from time to time, he didn't take any further action, but his pale teeth had considerable deterrent power.

"You'd better keep calm. Once you take the initiative, the whole thing will be irreversible...Even if it's a cloth, there is no way to save you!"

The leading barbarian looked at Tiger and Kerr, reminding Dean.

Compared to Mi Weier, the huge tiger, fangs, claws, and ears are more deterrent. Although Dean is tall and strong in the eyes of ordinary people, among barbarians, he is just an ordinary size. , As for the guards accompanying them? It was not even seen by the leading barbarian.

"thanks for reminding!"

Dean answered with a smile.

"Humph!"

However, this answer resulted in a cold snort from the leading barbarian.

On the next journey, the leading barbarian didn't say a word, but took Dean and his party higher and higher, until they reached a larger felt tent halfway up the mountain.

"My brother, you are finally here!"

Buqi, who hadn't seen him for a long time, had already stood in front of the tent. After seeing Dean, he stretched out his arms and walked over quickly.

"If something like this happens, I will definitely come!"

Dean replied after hugging each other.

"Sorry!"

Buchee, who had become stronger again in Bideen's memory, said with embarrassment. Then, before Dean could answer, Buchee looked at the barbarian who led the way and said, "Tashi, thank you for leading the way! "

"Boqi, you should be more like a barbarian than an emerald!"

Hearing Buqi's thanks, the barbarian leading the way frowned, and then turned and left.

"Tashi is one of the few people I trust in the entire tribe... although his temper is not very good!"

Buqi invited Dean into the felt tent. Tiger waited for the remaining people and stayed outside.

"Such a temper is very good among barbarians!"

Dean said with a smile.

"I am the one with the best temper!"

Buqi joked.

"Okay. I admit that!"

Dean responded.

Suddenly, the two of them laughed, and Buqi's face could not see the grief of losing his grandfather and father—in fact, in the tradition of barbarians, there is a different understanding of death.

They think this is a return to the embrace of their ancestors.

And there, the dead barbarians will gain immortality!

Especially those who died in battle will receive great respect and honor.

of course. If you are murdered, you will definitely not be in this rank.

"The whole situation of the tribe is very bad now. The people who have the strength to fight for the position of the patriarch are worthy of our doubts, but this number is at least ten. If you count the branches, this number is even greater. Much...Moreover, until now, the cause of death of grandfather and father has not been figured out!"

Although Buqian was accused by other barbarians of not being like a barbarian, but similarly, he did not greet him like the emerald man. After the laughter ended, Buqian began to speak.

Moreover, Buqi's words are extremely clear.

For whom might start. He has his own doubts.

However, there are too many people who are doubtful.

"Where are the elders of Chictor?"

Dean asked.

Barbarian elder. The wisdom of a tribe lies in the secret arts that are unknown.

"Elder Dan is also trying hard to find the answer, but there are no more results... However, one thing is certain, my grandfather and father died of poisoning!"

Bu Qi said with certainty.

"Can I meet this elder?"

Dean asked.

"of course!"

Buqi nodded and stood up. Take Dean to another felt tent.

This felt tent is not far from the cloth tent, only a few dozen steps away. Therefore, Dean could clearly see the trees outside the felt tent.

It's not too high, but it's emerald green and full of life.

This emerald green, with just a dozen small trees, creates the feeling of a large forest.

It is not an illusion or an illusion, but the most real sense of existence.

"Elder Dan can communicate with plants, and use the power of plants!"

Walking beside Dean and seeing Dean's surprise, Bouqian explained.

"What an incredible ability!"

Dean praised, there is nothing false about such praise.

He is very clear about the effect of such power in this dense forest of snow.

"Well, when I was a child, I once saw Elder Dan let all the trees come alive and resist the enemy!"

Bu Qian recalled, with reverence in his tone.

Then, when Buqi wanted to say something, the little saplings shook, and a voice rang out--

"Buqie, is Lord Zelgaon here?"

An old voice came from inside the tent.

"Yes, Elder Dan!"

Bu Qian answered respectfully.

"come in!"

The old voice sounded again.

Buqi winked at Dean, and the two of them walked toward the tent at the same time.

When he walked into the felt tent in front of him, Dean suddenly discovered that the inside of this tent, which looked no different from other felt tents, had something special.

The green grass replaces the thick leather blanket.

Vines crawled around the tent, and even the branches that supported the felt tent.

If it was not for confirming that he entered a tent, Dean even thought he entered a tree house.

And in the center of this tent, a thin old man with a body different from that of an ordinary barbarian was sitting cross-legged in a layer of green branches and leaves.

When he saw Dean, the old man showed a smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a kind of friendliness from the bottom of his heart, passed to Dean's heart.

"Elder Dan!"

Dean greeted each other.

"Lord Zelgaon!"

The other party motioned Dean to sit down, then looked at Buqi, and said softly: "Boqi, I want to talk to Lord Zelgan in private, can you stay outside and keep people away?"

"Okay, elder!"

Buqi nodded and walked outside.

But just after Bu Qian left, the Elder Dan, at an extremely fast speed, volleyed in front of his eyes two emerald words——

Be careful!

ps first update~ (to be continued)

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