The Strongest Tribe Of The Ages

In the stone room, the mask man pointed at the figure in front of him and said, the eyes under the mask stared at Xia Tuo.

"Make a price."

Xia Tuo asked aloud, but he didn't expect that Zejin City really had the slave he wanted.

The reason why these people sell the tribes of the inferior tribes directly as slaves is actually because these people have already branded the tribal totems, and even if they are bought back, they can only be slaves. The rejection of the totems cannot be integrated together. .

"Six pure blood beast cores."

Xia Tuo shook his head and said softly, "Four."

A pure blood beast nucleus is worth ten semi-pure blood beast nuclei, or a hundred hybrid beast nuclei.

But in fact, the value is far more than one hundred hybrid beast cores. For the powerful totem warriors, high-level beast cores can increase their strength. Ordinary beast cores can only be considered full, and then put The fart is gone.

"Five, no less."

The masked man's hoarse voice sounded again.

"Four."

Xia Tuo still said the same words, it's not that he didn't want to pay more, but that there were too many. There were only four pure blood beast cores on his body.

Three he snatched from the Fenghu tribe, a black leopard he killed himself, the patriarch was also very poor.

Not too much!

It's that simple.

"Four pure blood beast cores, I want these slaves."

Xia Tuo stared at the masked man in front of him, and didn't say much.

"it is good."

The masked people thought for a few breaths and agreed. These people are slaves specially captured by the tribe, and this is also one of the tribe's business.

It is not easy to maintain the development of a tribe. The cultivation expenses of the tribes add up to a large amount, so do some extra money to subsidize the consumption of the tribe.

Xia Tuo took out the pure-blood beast core and quickly walked out of the ground with a long group of people. These slaves were weak and connected by the vine woven bondage. It was not easy to run.

He did not stay longer in Zejin City, and went straight to the North City, wanting to return directly to the tribe by boat.

It is not easy to bring these slaves back to the tribe. These people have gone through a lot of torture, one by one, they are dirty and stinking, and they are depressed.

Seeing that the boat hadn't come yet, Xia Tuo took them to take a bath by the lake first, and went to the unlucky body.

"grown ups."

There were a total of 116 slaves, and the leader was a middle-aged warrior. According to himself, he was once a commander of the Chiscale Tribe, but most of the tribe’s senior leaders were slaughtered, and only these were left. slave.

"Tear off the witch talisman on you?"

Xia Tuo took these people far away from Zejin City at this moment, and they gathered together to rest for the time being. Looking at the weak man in front of him, he couldn't help speaking out loud.

"My lord, Ming dare not."

In order to make these people honest, all totem warriors have witch charms affixed on their bodies, and there is also one on their bodies now inscribed.

"Which of you can build ships."

These people didn't want to tear off the witch talisman, and Xia Tuo didn't say anything. He intended to buy people's hearts. After all, these guys brought them back to the tribe to build ships for themselves.

"My lord, I."

With his questioning, nearly thirty people stood up in the crowd.

"My lord, the old man once led someone to build a 500-material boat for the middle-level Fengming tribe."

Xia Tuo nodded, very satisfied.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there were several guys in the crowd, their eyes dodged, and their bodies shrank behind them.

"Ming, look after you along the way. These are your clansmen. You can tear off the witch talisman so that the strength of the lock can be restored, and you can walk faster."

"Adults who are young don't dare to tear off the witch charms when they arrive at the clan of the adults. These are the clansmen who are under the clan, and now they are taken in by the adults, and they should respect them as adults."

Xia Tuo looked startled, and suddenly coldly snorted: "Since you are willing to suffer, you can stay with me."

"My lord, calm down."

Ming Putong knelt on the ground all of a sudden, Xia Tuo squinted and looked at him.

"Okay, clean up, and when the ship arrives, follow me back to the tribe."

...

After handing in more than one hundred hybrid beast cores, Xia Tuo took a string of slaves he bought and set foot on the big boat, this time from the big boat of the Qiuyu tribe.

...

Eternal Mountain Range.

Cangfu climbed in the forest like an ape, moving very swiftly, with a low roar from time to time in his mouth, unlike the roar of a beast or the song of a bird.

Tweet~~~

A palm-sized bird with yellow feathers sang pleasantly, falling from the air and onto the shoulders of Cang Fu.

Choo Choo Choo.

The little bird pecked at his face, looking very excited.

"Xiaoluan, have you found it."

Cangfu stroked the top of the bird's head, and the bird closed his eyes and enjoyed it very much.

"Tweet~~~"

Cang Fu couldn't help shaking his head with a tactful bird song.

The patriarch asked him to find a fierce beast with a relatively mild temperament and rapid growth and advancement, so that the tribe can be nurtured on a large scale, which can not only supply the tribe's meat, but also create value for the tribe.

He searched in the mountains and forests for many days, but unfortunately the beasts he saw were not feasible.

Sitting on a tree branch, Cang Fu leaned against the trunk, thinking in his eyes, and the yellow-haired bird hopped on him.

"By the way, I should go to the wasteland outside the mountain. Most of the fierce beasts in the mountains and forests are lonely and cruel in nature. There are a large number of animal herds on the wasteland."

...

Three days later, at the junction of the wasteland and the mountains, Cangfu was lying in a pile of lush grass, with a yellow bird standing above his head, and he was watching a group of green horses in the distance.

Compared with Qingfeng Horse's four-legged slender and tall and handsome, Qinglin Horse is covered with blue scaly, is smaller in size, but has a good weight.

Soon his eyes were collected from the Qinglin Horse. The Qinglin Horse can be used as a mount, but it cannot be used as a beast raised by the tribe.

But being able to see such a large group of green horses at once made him satisfied with his idea of ​​coming to the wasteland.

call!

At this time, Cang Fu jumped up, feeling a sudden pain in Kikube.

He turned his head and saw a sturdy, long-nosed badger pig with a black and white whole body. It was this guy who arched his chrysanthemum.

Huhu.

This guy didn't feel like doing anything bad, he was still arching the ground, swallowing the grass roots, and by the way, he ate all the rat and ants gathered under the grass roots.

Then the dumb guy hummed back twice, and suddenly more than twenty little cubs emerged from the bushes behind, each of them arching the ground with their long noses.

Looking at such a guy, Cang Fu's eyes showed thoughts, a guy with more than 20 cubs, this can really give birth.

The fierce beasts that the tribe raises are the key to being able to live and grow fast. It is not only physical but also powerful. Ordinary fierce beasts have little value for the tribe.

"Why is this guy different from the mountain badger."

After watching the nest carefully, Cangfu came to the conclusion that there are also badgers and pig beasts in the mountain, but most of them are very cruel. When they see people lower their heads, they will rush forward. If they hide slowly, they will be caught Fang suddenly died.

The badger pig beast in the wasteland is not only bigger than the one in the mountains, but it can live more, depending on how long it can grow up.

When Cang Fu was pouting his ass and looking at Zhu Gang in the wasteland, Xia Tuo had already got off the boat with the slave he had bought.

"My lord, where is our tribe?"

Ming followed Xia Tuo's profoundness and asked with a face of flattery.

"Coming."

...

A few days later, Xia Tuo took these people across the mountains and returned to the tribe, placing them in the tribe valley.

"Ming."

Hearing Xia Tuo shouting to himself, the man hurriedly came forward.

"My lord, what's your order."

"Thanks to you for reporting these days."

boom!

In the next moment, Xia Tuo took a picture with a palm, and tens of thousands of knots of force was imprinted on Ming's chest, and the picture was instantly torn apart.

Ah~!

Xia Tuo's sudden hand frightened these slaves.

In an instant, the surrounding clansmen surrounded these slaves.

"kill!"

In the crowd, three figures looked at each other and saw that they were exposed. They immediately tore off the witch talisman from their body, and immediately rushed towards the outside of the cave with their breath guaranteed.

call out!call out!call out!

However, as soon as he rushed out of the cave, the arrow feathers from the sky came upon him, and the three of them directly formed a hornet's nest.

This scene made Hong Yihan feel like a soldier in the open mountain realm, and he was no match for the bows and arrows in the sky.

"Well, now you are really safe."

"Thank you, sir."

In the crowd, an old man walked out and knelt towards Xia Tuo.

"From now on, you will be a family. You are no longer slaves in the Xia tribe. As long as you don't have any bad thoughts, I will treat you as my people."

Xia Tuo helped the old man up and said to the remaining figure.

"Settle everyone down and tell the clan to prepare some meals, so that everyone can rest."

"Hong, call all the clan soldiers to stand by."

...

After Xia Tuo ordered all this, he hurriedly left the cave and ordered people to go to the valley of the palace and call the old man Feng back.

He brought these slaves back to see that it was very safe, but in fact, he was followed all the way. If it weren't for the big lake, I'm afraid the guys who were behind would have already done it.

I'm afraid there is more than one guy who came after him, so he needs Old Man Feng to come back and work together.

...

Under the curtain of night, in the clan palace.

Old man Feng sat on a stone chair, squinted his eyes and smiled: "This shameless thing is only done by the Black Crow Tribe.

"I told you that this tribe is very shameless. You bought their slaves and made generous moves. Naturally, you were targeted by them. They killed you halfway and brought these slaves back. Then you can trade again. Change a batch of animal cores."

"Good deal."

Old man Feng's answer was similar to what Xia Tuo himself had guessed. He suddenly realized that he underestimated the people on the wild land. They were all talents.

The wind fox tribe steals and enters for the people. This black crow tribe directly takes a capital, and the transactions back and forth have their own characteristics and make money.