Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shao Xuan knows that what he revealed, the witches of the Xiao tribe can definitely guess the change of the spark. As for the other party's final choice, Shao Xuan does not know. Not every tribe has the courage and determination to change. After all, for the tribe, the spark is the existence of the associated tribe, and it is not possible to act hastily.

Winter weather remains cold, compared to the most busy in the area.

In addition to occasional discussions with the chief and witches about post-winter affairs, Shao Xuan still has things in the trading area that are still being perfected. Most of the time remaining is spent polishing lenses, which is not easy to live.

Compared to Shao Xuan's calm, the Witch of the Xiao tribe who left from the flaming corner has not slept well for seven days in a row.

The wizards of the tribe are not old, but the sexes are a little like those of the Horn of Fire. They seem approachable, but in fact they have a lot of thoughts, they just don't appear. It was because of so much thought that I was deeply involved. Together every day, he thinks of many things, things that happen, things that don't happen, and sometimes he scares himself into sweat.

The Tribal Witch is so full of blood that people call the chief to talk about the spark and the spark.

Yet another few days later, the hibernating crocodiles rarely go out in the clan, quiet and lazy in their own houses.

Squeak--

The wizards of the tribe came out of the house with their chiefs, and with the elders of the tribe, and the wood under their feet creaked.

Those who come out of the house have a heavy breath that makes the sun rarely appear cold in the winter.

“If that's the case, then I'll go back to Flaming Horn with the crowd!” The wizards of the tribe looked across the flame river and sighed for a long time. The eyes of anxiety became firm.

For thousands of years, the tribe seemed stable, but there were myriad fears, of which the dangers, the witches and chiefs of the tribe best understood, in fact, two hundred years ago, the witches of the tribe had begun to mean to change, but there was nothing they could do, because they did not know how to change. And now, when they take over the leadership, they finally have a chance!

Thus, on the fifteenth day of the departure of the Witches of the Xiao tribe from the Horn, Shao Xuan again saw the Witches of the other tribe beneath the mountain, and at the same time the leaders of the Xiao tribe flourished.

Shao Xuan was actually thinking about it before. What kind of decision would the Xiao tribe make?

Regardless of their choices, it always takes time to think about them, but what Shao Xuan did not expect was that the people of the Xiao tribe actually made their choices in only 15 days!

When the rainy tribe knew about the spark, it considered that it was still hesitant and uncertain.

After sitting down, Xiao Tribal Witch said her thoughts, “Regarding the spark, I still hope Elder Shao Xuan can elaborate. ”

Shao Xuan stared at the two people across the table for two seconds, and did not sell the seal. The people of the Xiao tribe actually preferred direct decisiveness and did not like the corners, which is similar to the flaming horn. Shao Xuan, however, did not immediately inform of the changes in the spark, but explained some things first, which they all needed to know sooner or later.

“On that side of the ocean, there are some slave owners, no, it should be said, there are many slave owners, who believe you should have heard a little from the Horn Warriors. ”

The witches and prosperity of the tribe nodded, from the flaming horn arrived here, the communication between the two tribes became more, many things could not be kept secret, not everyone's mouth was so strict, when the words arose, accidentally revealed the filling. Not to mention, there are Rain Tribes out there, and some of the Horn people are coming from the sea, and a few of the Tribes already know that.

“There are also many tribes on the other side of the ocean, except that tribes on the other side are different, they have no sparks!” Speaking of which, Shao Xuan perceived a blinking light in the eyes of two people across the street.

“Long ago, the tribes over there had sparks, they called them primitive sparks, but then they all chose to merge them, which is what we call flaming horns today.” Suddenly, Shao Xuan continued, “Your decision, I can probably guess, is that, in terms of our friendship, there are some things I need to remind you of. The Rain Tribes knew about the Spark a long time ago, but they never chose to change, because they also had worries. ”

“Tribes, gathered together by sparks, because sparks are everything, sparks in, tribes in, sparks out, tribes dead. But without the spark, the spark, though not extinguished, would be dispersed and the power to bring the tribes together would disappear. Some tribes on the other side of the ocean disappeared, not the kind of travelers on our side, but dispersed, the power was still there, struggling together, no longer gathered together. With this concern, are you still choosing this?” Shao Xuan looked across the street.

His eyes frowned, his emotional control was not good, and he could see that his mood was now in turmoil, but his previous decisions remained unshakeable.

"" Actually, I've thought about that, too. But I believe that we, the Tribes, will not shake easily! There will be no disbandment, no matter the form of the spark, we, the Tribes, will always be together! ”

Shao Xuan contrasted and nodded darkly in his heart. Isn't that right? The tribesmen are not as hesitant as the rainy tribesmen, they are more united, the core cohesion is greater, under the seemingly fierce appearance, there is actually a dead heart. People are much more likely to be separated from each other in the rain than in the clan.

It's been a long time since I've known the tribes, and although I haven't really spent much time with them, some things can be deduced. Yishao Xuan understands that if the people of the Xiao tribe lack food, and their basic life is stable, they would rather stay in peace somewhere instead of wandering around. Perhaps occasionally they would like to go out for a walk and see, but many times, they are nestled in the old place, even if they have water moonstones almost used as common currency, they never have other thoughts.

The Xiao tribe did have some hidden concerns, perhaps more than Shao Xuan knew, but even so, it still surprised Shao Xuan that such a big decision had been made within 15 days.

“Are you… really determined?” Shao Xuan asked again.

“Decided!” The crowd beat the table, like exhaling themselves, then stood up, with the rituals of the Xiao tribe, and made a serious gift to Shao Xuan, “he also hoped Elder Shao Xuan could tell! ”

It was a promise and an oath to take out a scroll of animal leather from the vest and hand it over to Shao Xuan. Any request would come at a cost, and what it says is that the decision was taken after the senior tribal level had discussed it.

Shao Xuan glanced at the beast leather roll and put it away. “I will discuss this with the witches and chiefs of our Horn of Fire, and I will finally inform you. ”

“Thanks!” Once again, the tribal witches and chiefs gave Shao Xuan a serious gift. The tribesmen were not as pleased as the delightful slave owners, but carried a more direct and sincere seriousness.