He couldn't bear to look at the corpses of the Kunlun slaves on the ground, and said angrily, "We have never harmed you in the slightest, and you...our people ended up like this!"
These words obviously stimulated the people of West Kunlun.
"You deserve such a fate! For monsters like you, it's okay if you hide, but you have to come out to commit evil! Even the newborn baby will not be spared! If you are so unconscionable, you should die without a complete body!"
The Kunlun slave's eyes were red with blood and his lips trembled, as if he wanted to explain something. When his eyes passed over those people who wanted to smash their bones and throw them into ashes, and when he saw the expressions of the West Kunlun people who were extremely hateful and did not regard them as human beings, he felt no longer in his heart.
It was a sad realization that facing these people who could not tolerate their own ethnic group no matter what, any explanation was in vain.
If that's the case, what else do they have to explain!
Monster, then be a monster!
Over the years, how many of their tribesmen have been killed as monsters, or how many have been captured by these real beasts in human skins and tortured in various ways, making life worse than death!
Good, very good!
Now that they have done such a trick and come to force them again today, and the poor corpses of those poor tribesmen on the ground are enough to wake them up, it is enough for them to not have to endure it anymore!
Thinking of this, he sneered almost madly, "Patriarch, since these self-healed people keep saying that we are monsters and that we deserve to do evil, why don't we just do it once and kill him happily, so as to live up to our name!"
Naturally, the people of West Kunlun didn't believe a word they said.
Monsters are monsters.
You can't believe a word the monster says!
Seeing that she was about to take action after a disagreement, Baili Feiyue still spoke in a cool and uncontaminated tone, "Since this old man is the patriarch, I want to hear your side of the story."
He didn't look at the angry Kunlun slave old man at all, but kept looking at the broken-armed old man at the front who obviously had the absolute right to speak and was called the patriarch.
This clan leader is obviously not out to kill people. It is unrealistic for just a few of them to kill people.
After all, there are tens of thousands of people here.
Baili Feiyue saw and guessed correctly. The old man with the broken arm was different from his followers. Although his face was equally sad when facing the plight of his tribe, it showed more of the calmness of a family leader in control of the overall situation.
Moreover, he had been observing Baili Feiyue during the quarrel between his tribe and the people of West Kunlun.
Observe openly and honestly.
At this moment Baili Feiyue spoke, and the old man withdrew his gaze.
"Since you are indeed a member of the Holy Religion of the Western Regions, I believe you can be fair for once."
His eyes fell on the people of the Western Regions again, and a flash of pain flashed deep in his eyes, "Our tribe has always been tolerated by the world, and we hide and wander all day long. When I came to West Kunlun more than 20 years ago, I found that this place is vast and sparsely populated.
It was bitter cold and few people came here. So we found a secret place to live in seclusion here, avoiding the world and living peacefully for several years. Until..."
"It wasn't until more than ten years ago that a two-year-old girl in our clan sneaked out for fun and was caught by people from West Kunlun."
"They couldn't even accommodate a two-year-old child. By the time we found him, the child had already been thrown under the ice cliff to feed wild wolves, and no bones were left."
Immediately some people from West Kunlun shouted, "So you just came to steal our children this year to take revenge! The children of you monsters deserve to die, but our children are innocent!"
Let alone those Kunlun slaves, even Baili Feiyue didn't like to hear this.
A little coldly, "Listen to what they have to say first."
Her identity as a holy envoy was the best sign to use. Those excited West Kunlun people could only temporarily tolerate their emotions no matter what they heard her say.
The Broken-Arm Clan leader ignored the person who spoke, and continued after she shut up, "Although we are extremely sad, we also know that it is impossible to survive. But we always deceive ourselves and others, just in case there is a miracle. Even if we find a trace on her body
"
"Until this year, the people we came out to find people came back to tell us about the missing baby girl in West Kunlun. Because they believed that we were here to avenge the past more than ten years, the old man came out in person to find out what happened. That happened to be
After running into their trap, I lost an arm and retreated back to the tribe."
Baili Feiyue said calmly, "They said you took the baby girl away at that time?"
The Broken Arm Clan leader had nothing to admit, "Yes, the old man did take away the baby girl in anger."
"Where is that baby girl now?"
"She grew up in our clan and is still living with our clan today. She is a good child." The face of the Broken Arm clan leader rarely showed some gentleness and kindness.
Among the people in West Kunlun were relatives of the baby girl. They bit their lips until they turned white. They almost couldn't help but speak out again, angrily accusing these monsters of lying and deceiving the Holy Envoy.
He endured it all his life.
The kindness and gentleness on the face of the Broken Arm Clan leader soon faded away, and his eyes fell once again on the living or dead Kunlun slaves on the ground, and the calm and cold old man again.
"In the past few years of searching for the lost female doll, starting five years ago, suddenly the tribesmen we sent began to disappear and never returned. Later, some of the people we sent to look for them failed to return."
A flash of pain and murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "It turns out, they are all here!"
"They, they have become like this!"
Baili Feiyue also glanced at the Kunlun slaves who had been restrained and not killed by the people who came to attend the gathering of heroes, and said, "It's not right for them to be like this."
He then told Anu, "Anu, bring two people over and let me take a look."
"Yes, Master."
Anu lowered his head and respectfully went to lead Kunlun slave.
The old man with a broken arm looked at Baili Feiyue again.
He had been looking at Anu behind her before, and that figure was obviously from their tribe!
But these people in this place brought many similar tribesmen with them. These tribesmen obviously did not live with them all the time, but were tribesmen who had been living outside for unknown generations. Their expressions were dull and they completely lost the character of their tribesmen!
But, after all, they were of the same origin, and he couldn't turn a blind eye.
I had been looking at Baili Feiyue before. Apart from observing her as a person, after seeing Anu behind her, I no longer had a favorable impression of her.
It was just for the sake of Xiyue Holy Cult.
Now, the two words I heard Anu reply to were ‘Master’?
Which master?
Which master is the master?
This man actually accepted his tribe as his disciple?
He himself does not look down upon himself and his tribe, but he is very clear about the world's definition, likes and dislikes of his tribe.
Even if they have ulterior motives, no one would be willing to accept their clan as a disciple and use such an important master-disciple status as a bargaining chip and bait!
At this time, Anu had brought two injured Kunlun slaves over.
The two Kunlun slaves were still struggling desperately, as if they were completely unconscious.
Anu Zhen was so powerful that he could restrain a person with just one hand! No matter how hard they struggled, it was to no avail.
Baili Feiyue went directly to a restrained Kunlun slave. As soon as she stretched out her hand to check the person's body temperature, the person started struggling violently.
Anu almost immediately caught the man's hands that were waving wildly as he struggled to free himself.
Baili Feiyue's hand fell on the Kunlun slave's arm that could not break free.
Frowning slightly, this person's body temperature is so high!
Not only was the body temperature so hot that it burned my hands, but my heartbeat was at least five times faster than that of ordinary people!