PFC Chapter 67 Returning to the Seaside, the Disappearance of the Snow Mountain Tribe
Chapter 67 Returning to the Seaside, the Disappearance of the Snow Mountain Tribe
Yanli knew that Li Mingsheng was pointing at him, so he lowered his head and began to think carefully.
Li Mingsheng sighed. Yan Li was good at everything except that once he got excited, he would not care about anything. He would fight with brutality and without rules, and would only fight violence with violence. This was the most intuitive conclusion Li Mingsheng had drawn from the past year or so of getting along with him and hunting together.
"Okay, let's go!" Li Mingsheng stopped there. He didn't want to be like an old man preaching and talk too much, which would make people dislike him. Seeing that Yanli could listen to him, he stopped pestering him.
After they left, the witch from the Snow Mountain Tribe finally arrived.
The orcs of the hunting team who had just fled in fear hurried to find the old witch after returning to the tribe, "Witch, it's bad, those two slaves have appeared again and killed many of us. Now the leader is still fighting with them, we have to hurry back to report the news!"
Those orcs who escaped did not dare to tell the old witch that they were escaping, but instead went there under the pretext of reporting a message.
After hearing this, the old witch angrily slammed the wooden table brought from the Liming Cave.
"Gather the warriors in the tribe immediately and go take a look together!"
The orcs fled quickly, and they also gathered people quickly. In less than five minutes, all the young and middle-aged men in the tribe were standing outside the witch's cave. They held stone spears, waiting for the witch's orders.
"Let's go!" The old witch led the team personally. The people of the Snow Mountain Tribe were encouraged and filled with heroic spirit. They only thought about how to torture the two slaves after they were caught. Even the witch had several vicious plans in his mind.
But when they arrived at the exit of Wugui Mountain, Li Mingsheng and his companions were nowhere to be seen. Only the corpses of the orcs from the Snow Mountain Tribe were left on the ground.
Even their most valiant leader died at the hands of those two men.
"Chief, Chief!" The people of the Snow Mountain Tribe still thought that a miracle could happen. They lifted up Hu Ya's body and shook it, but the body in front of them had no response at all.
"Witch, the leader has returned to the arms of the Beast God!" An orc, about two meters tall and in the shape of a black horse, said sadly to the witch who was still standing in front of the team.
Although his tone was sad, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth when he lowered his head.
Many people from the Snow Mountain Tribe, no matter what they felt about Tiger Fang before, lowered their heads in grief. As for how many of them were sincere, it was hard to say.
"Witch, there are traces of the direction those two slaves went. Should we follow them?" asked another orc who looked to have just reached adulthood and was standing next to the witch.
The old witch looked at the two unknown traces in the grass, then looked at the scene in front of him, and thought of the moon that died last year.
After just two encounters, their Snow Mountain Tribe lost Xuanyue, a potential reserve shaman and Huya, the bravest and most powerful warrior in the tribe.
Their tribe suffered heavy losses both times.
He closed his eyes and said, "These two slaves have been cursed too deeply. They will bring us misfortune. Don't think about provoking them again. Pack up the bodies of our people and go back!"
After the old witch said this, he seemed to have aged several years, and his already aged face looked even more lifeless.
He had thrown away the vicious thoughts that had popped up in his mind before. Reality told him that if they continued tracking, the destruction of the Snow Mountain Tribe would be what awaited them.
However, what the old witch had not expected was that even if they stopped chasing Li Mingsheng and the others, the Snow Mountain Tribe would not be able to survive tonight. Disappearance was an inevitable outcome!
After Li Mingsheng and Yanli came out of Wugui Mountain, they walked about a few hundred meters and saw the marks left by the wheels of the car on the rear panel. They simply cleaned up the area, hid the marks, and headed for the beach.
Because they were now stronger and with the help of the strange beast Xingxing, the two of them hurried all the way there. At nightfall, they were only half a day away from the beach, which was much faster than the last time they went.
They found an abandoned cave and spent the night there simply. Because of the presence of Xingxing, a nine-star beast, no beast with a lower level than it dared to approach. After eating the roasted beef they had hunted, the two fell asleep.
There is no disturbance on their side, but the Snow Mountain Tribe is now suffering from a devastating disaster.
A group of about a dozen people wearing cloaks, black masks, and gorgeous cotton robes and silk clothes appeared on the outskirts of the Snow Mountain Tribe.
Their movements were so agile and ethereal that the people of the Snow Mountain Tribe didn't notice them at all.
"Is the magic circle set up?" the leading man asked in a light tone.
"It's all set up and can be started at any time." This group of people were the ones who watched the crystal turn green from a distance when Bailong disappeared and Li Mingsheng and the others came out of the formation.
On that day they sent people to investigate the outskirts of Wugui Mountain, and happened to see the Snow Mountain Tribe hunting team coming out from the direction of Wugui Mountain. Naturally they thought that it was the people of this tribe who came out of the forbidden area inside Wugui Mountain.
He then went back to report to his superiors, but he didn't expect that when Li Mingsheng and his friends came out, they just passed by this group of people.
This fortunate misunderstanding gave Li Mingsheng and his friends some breathing space.
Back to the present, the leading man said, "Move, the master means to leave no one behind!"
After receiving the order, the man who had set up the formation previously activated it. Everyone in the Snow Mountain Tribe fell into a nightmare in the formation and their heads were chopped off before they could wake up again.
"A total of 325 people, all have been killed." After the comer reported back, the leading man personally set up a hidden magic circle to hide all traces of the Snow Mountain Tribe, as if such a tribe had never appeared in Wugui Mountain.
Regarding the decision to come to the outskirts of Wugui Mountain, if the Snow Mountain Tribe had known their fate earlier, I wonder if they would have regretted making this decision.
Everything has a cause and an effect. If the Snow Mountain Tribe had not forcibly hunted down and attacked Li Mingsheng and his group, Li Mingsheng and Yanli would not have been forced into Wugui Mountain. If they had not entered Wugui Mountain, they would not have come out and offended this group of powerful, mysterious and strange people.
The Snow Mountain Tribe will not disappear completely. Everything is destined. At first, the Snow Mountain Tribe thought that Mount Wugui was their way out, but they didn't expect that it would eventually become their burial place.
Li Mingsheng and the others didn't know that the Snow Mountain Tribe had protected them from disaster, so that for a long time afterwards, they did not expose themselves and got the opportunity to develop. By the time that group of people reacted, they could no longer do anything to Li Mingsheng and the others.
Of course, this is a story for the future. Now Li Mingsheng and Yanli are just thinking about getting to the beach as soon as possible. They don’t have a single grain of salt left!
On the afternoon of the day after the Snow Mountain Tribe disappeared, they finally returned to the familiar seaside. The sea was still as blue, the sky was still as clear, but the sun was not as scorching as it was last year. For the spring seaside, the sea breeze brushed across their faces comfortably and gently.
Xingxing is a remote bear from the deep mountains and forests. This is the first time it has touched the sea. It is instinctively afraid of the blue sea.