Vol 2 Chapter 172: -It's Cloud Tribe

Hula made a loud noise, Ji Zei led several clansmen including Tushan, and chased out in the direction where the footprints spread.
In the jungle, those white fox people ran all the way, but they didn't run far with the trebuchet before they heard the loud voice that is unique to the earth and mountains behind them.
"Broken, people from the Frost Valley tribe have caught up!"
A member of the White Fox tribe said.
"Then what to do?"
"It really doesn't work, we just fight them."
"Fart, even the Black Mountain Tribe can't beat them, how can we win?"
"Idiot, don't say so much, just hide the trebuchet."
In a rush, when these people just pushed the trebuchet into a bush, the thief Ji led the people and already caught up.
With the sound of striding footsteps, the White Fox tribe who heard the sound turned back immediately.
I saw that Ji Thief was holding an iron spear and leading a few Frost Valley people, walking out of the forest, and came to everyone.
"who are you?"
Ji thief asked.
These white fox people looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.
There was a Frost Valley member who pointed at one of the White Fox tribe and shouted: "Warrior, they are members of the White Fox tribe. I know that guy. He belongs to the White Fox Patriarch and his name is Duoli."
Being pointed at, the white fox person named Duoli suddenly became nervous.
"Oh? From the White Fox Tribe?"
Hearing the words, Ji Zei laughed with interest. In the laughter, he turned the iron spear upside down and inserted it on the ground, slightly raised his chin, and turned away from the dozen or so white foxes in front of him.
It is ridiculous to say that Ji Zei led five or six Frost Valley people, and more than half was wounded, how look, how is it a tired army.
On the other hand, the number of people in the white fox tribe is twice as many here, and they are all righteous young elites.
The comparison between the two sides clearly shows the gap.
However, it is the white fox tribe that looks strong.
"Who are you in charge?" Ji Thief asked casually.
The people of the White Fox tribe bowed their heads and dared not speak.
Ji Thief sniffed: "Tushan."
The tall Tushan immediately agreed, stepped forward, and roared with a pair of bull's eyes.
Like howling in the forest, but also like thunder in the dry land.
A sturdy breath burst out from the earth mountain.
Suddenly, the legs of those White Fox tribes were frightened.
They pushed out a tribe: "He, it is him, he is the son of our patriarch."
Staggering, the white fox tribe was pushed by his companions in front of the thief.
"Brave, Lord Warrior..."
There is really no way, this kid can only bite the bullet and shout respectfully.
Ji thief looked at him left and right: "What is your name?"
"Gray, dust..."
The thief nodded and asked calmly: "Well, dusty, good name, they said you are the son of Patriarch White Fox?"
Ji Thief’s words fell, and the dust was hardly scared to pee. He threw himself on his knees, yelling and crying: "Warrior, you, don’t listen to them nonsense. I, I and Patriarch White Fox are not familiar with it at all. Not the son of some patriarch, I am just an ordinary clansman."
The other members of the White Fox tribe all looked at the dust in amazement.
But Dusky had his own plan in his heart.
Just like the things that the White Fox Tribe did when the Allied forces attacked the Black Mountain Tribe, if you dare to admit that the White Fox is your father, it is necessary that Ji thief would use his iron spear to stab himself to death.
Don't look at the fact that there are more people from the White Fox tribe at the scene, but the one opposite is Ji Thief.
That was the Ji thief who wiped out the Heishan tribe.
You don't care if he was destroyed by any means, but he did defeat the invincible Black Mountain tribe.
If you say you are not afraid, then you are trying to do it.
"Don't be nervous, the prince, you said you are also the son of the white fox anyway, so you are not afraid of falling into his prestige? Get up first." Ji Thief said.
The dust remained silent on the ground.
Ji Thief frowned and shouted: "Get up!"
When this sound fell, he stood up with a chuckle of dust, which was better than anything else.
The name of a person and the shadow of a tree are better than anything.
Don't doubt the prestige of the thief in the large mountain range at this time, that is the person who defeated the Black Mountain tribe and cut off the head of the strongest man in the large mountain range!
Since I was born, Dude has resented his father for the first time. He resented his father. Why did he jump back when everyone attacked the Heishan tribe? Isn’t it all right to look for trouble? It still hurts myself to face such a terrifying Ji Thief. demon king.
"Did you take my catapult?" Ji Zei and Yan Yue asked the dust.
When other people heard this sentence, their hearts were agitated and they looked at the dust.
As the person involved, the dust took a sip of water and looked up at Ji Thief.
He only felt that the smiling Ji Thief was more terrifying than his usual stern face.
Moreover, the dust still has an illusion that the iron spear in Ji Thief's hand will be tied to his neck in the next second.
"No, it's not!" Dude shouted.
Ji Zei frowned, which made the dust even more frightened.
"You lie to me." Ji Thief said.
The muddy feet softened again, thumped and fell, and shouted: "Warrior, how dare I lie to you, we really haven't seen a trebuchet."
"Then why did I see your footprints near the catapult? Huh?"
"me···"
The thief stretched out his hand and pressed it on the shoulder of the dust: "If this question is too difficult to answer, just change it. Tell me, why do you people from the White Fox tribe appear in the Black Mountain tribe? Are you here to clean the battlefield like us? ?"
"Yes, it is the patriarch who asked us to come and see if the Heishan tribe is still there." At the moment of death, the dust finally stirred.
Seeing Ji Thief with doubts on his face, Hui Tu quickly explained: "The patriarch does not believe that Lord Warrior will destroy the Heishan tribe, so he specifically asked us to take a look at the situation."
"You really didn't see my trebuchet?" Ji Thief frowned and asked.
The dusty head shook like a rattle.
The thief raised his head and looked at other places. Finally, his eyes fell on a bush.
"Tushan!" Ji thief shouted.
Tushan nearby immediately agreed with a bang.
"Go, check that bush." ​​Ji Thief said.
Tushan replied loudly, and walked forward. Seeing that the hidden trebuchet was about to be discovered, the dust suddenly shouted loudly.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by him, and Ji Thief even asked: "What are you doing?"
The dust looked aggrieved: "No, no, I, I just thought of one thing."
"whats the matter?"
"I, when we came, I saw the people of the Yun tribe just leaving, maybe they took the trebuchet away, really the warrior," said Hui Tu.
When he said this, his hands behind his back couldn't help gesturing.
All the members of the White Fox tribe couldn't help but breathe heavier when they saw it. They understood the meaning of the dust. If it was really impossible, everyone would fight for it.
There were only five or six people on the left and right, and half of them were wounded.
On my side, there are more than a dozen strong people.
If it doesn't work, just fight with them.
Maybe, just kill Ji Thief and them.
When this thought came out of my mind, the dust was startled by myself.
Damn, that's Ji thief, that's Ji thief who defeated the Heishan tribe. The ghost knows how powerful he is, and if he does this by himself, isn't it looking for death?
However, if they found out that it was a catapult that they took away, it would probably be a dead end.
Better to say, even if Ji Thief let him go, how could he explain to his father after returning?
Will father listen to his own explanation?
will not.
At this time, no matter how you choose, it is a dead end.
Bastard, am I really going to go to war with Ji Thief? There is no chance of winning at all.
The tangled expression on the gray soil was thinking about it, and the same tangled as him were those more than a dozen white fox people.
Regardless, I'll fight with them in the big deal.
However, just when all the members of the White Fox tribe tightened their wooden spears and were about to do it, Ji Thief suddenly spoke.
"Tushan, stop first."
Already walking to the Tushan mountain next to the bushes, he turned his head and asked in a puzzled way: "Why, Lord Warrior?"
The thief did not answer Tushan, but looked at the dirt and said: "You just said that the Yun tribe took my trebuchet away?"