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Chapter 260 Refugee Knight

"Tap tap tap..."

The gentle sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and the knights consciously moved to both sides. The leader of the knights at the back slowly came to the front of Xiao Bai on his tall horse.

"Mighty warrior, where are you from?" The knight leader lowered his head and looked at Xiaobai and asked.

"You come down first." Xiaobai's face turned dark instantly. It's amazing. Who can I bully? No matter how bad I am, I am a true god. How can I still look up to you?

The knight leader hesitated for a moment, and then jumped off the horse. The main reason was that if he didn't get off, it would be great fun if the warrior in front of him got angry.

"..." The corner of Xiaobai's mouth twitched. Damn, this person is taller than him even after dismounting, and he has to raise his head.

The knight just stood in front of Xiao Bai with his head held high, but the expression on his face was very kind: "Mighty warrior, where do you come from."

"I come from the far away... north." Xiaobai didn't know where he came from. He had already lost his way after teleporting. He stretched out his hand and pointed randomly.

"...That's the west." The knight leader looked in the direction of his finger and said.

"Oh, then I am from the far west." Xiaobai showed an awkward yet polite smile.

The knight leader was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized that this guy must have got lost. He was not a grassland tribesman and would easily get lost. It was completely normal.

Looking up and down, the knight leader became more convinced. The animal skin suit on Xiaobai was completely different from the attire of the grassland tribesmen.

The grassland tribes dress in an open style, exposing their chest and abdominal muscles, which are relatively thin, in order to show their bravery.

The animal skin suit on Xiaobai's body wrapped him tightly. A quick glance could tell that he was no longer a prairie man, and his appearance was not the same.

"Mighty warrior, you are not from the prairie. Where are you from?" the knight leader asked cautiously.

Ah, was exposed so quickly? Xiaobai blinked.

"I come from the land of rising." There is really no need to hide where I come from.

"The Place of Rise?" The knight leader frowned and turned to look. The other knights shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of this place.

"That's a forest." Xiaobai coughed and explained.

"Oh, it turns out to be a forest." The knight leader suddenly realized, and then gave a thumbs up to Xiao Bai. The knights behind him also looked full of admiration.

Xiaobai was confused and didn't know why.

In fact, Xiaobai didn't know that this place was already far away from the forest. Xiaobai was alone and came from the forest. In the mind of the knight leader, he must have gone through many dangers to get here.

The other world is not peaceful, and a person is very dangerous. They say that a narrow escape will lead to a good life, but the warrior in front of them comes in front of them. How courageous and powerful do they need to be?

"Which tribe are you from?" I couldn't understand why the knights looked so impressed, but Xiaobai thought it was a good thing, so he didn't ask any more questions and changed the subject to trick them.

The knights were all silent. After a while, the knight leader finally spoke: "We are from the Red Mane Horse."

"Can I go to your tribe and have a look?" Xiaobai was very excited when he finally saw the tribe and immediately suggested.

"Our tribe...is gone." The knight leader said with difficulty.

"No more? What do you mean?" Xiaobai asked in confusion.

"Our god was killed by that damn scorpion." Speaking of the giant scorpion, the knight leader gritted his teeth. Their Red Mane Horse Tribe was a small tribe with a population of only a thousand people, but they lived happily and contentedly.

But just yesterday, this damn scorpion appeared and attacked the tribe.

In order to protect the tribe and the people in the tribe, their gods appeared and fought to the death with the giant scorpion. However, they turned out to be no match and were killed by the scorpion.

The gods were killed, and the warriors followed the gods and died in battle.

As a result, there was nowhere for the tribe to resist, so the tribe was divided into two groups. One group was a suicide squad serving as bait, led by the knight leader in front of Xiaobai, to lure away the giant scorpion, while the remaining group took the remaining

The tribesmen escaped.

After listening to the leader's words, Xiaobai fell silent. After working for a long time, he turned out to be a group of refugees.

Looking at the hundreds of people in front of him expressionlessly, Xiaobai began to think.

What he wanted was to go to a tribe and learn about the specific conditions, customs, and sentiments of the grasslands, whether they were friends or foes, and whether they could establish trade.

But now there is a group of refugees in front of him, is it necessary to continue the exchange?

"What are your plans for the future?" Xiaobai suddenly asked.

"From now on?" The knight leader smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Originally, it was a fatal mission to lure away the giant scorpion. These hundred or so people had no intention of surviving. But who could have imagined that they met Xiao Bai and killed the giant scorpion with one sword. How could he know what he would do next?

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Without their tribe, they would have no roots and become a group of refugees.

On the grassland, refugees have only two paths, one is to continue wandering, and the probability of death is basically 99%. If they do not die, maybe in decades or hundreds of years, they will be able to raise another god with their faith.

Maybe a brand new tribe.

Another way is to join other tribes, merge with them, give up your original beliefs, and change to new gods.

"Are you planning to continue wandering?" Xiaobai asked with raised eyebrows.

"Maybe." The knight leader sighed and asked after exhaling: "You are powerful, which god do you believe in?"

"I believe in the God of Reincarnation, who is great, bright, full of love and benevolence, loved by everyone, and with flowers blooming everywhere." Xiaobai said without hesitation.

"How did you say that? You are so shameless!" The system complained in Xiao Bai's mind.

"I'm happy, do you care?" Xiaobai retorted.

"That god must be extremely powerful." The knight leader said with a complicated expression. If a believer warrior is so powerful, how powerful must that god be? It would be great if the god he believed in was also so powerful.

"Well, it is indeed powerful." Xiaobai boasted of himself without blushing: "To correct you, what I believe in is not a god, but a true god!"

"True God?!" The rider leader's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself, no wonder, no wonder the person in front of him is so powerful.

Warriors who can kill giant insects with one sword must only be among the true gods.

If Xiaobai knew that he thought this way, he would definitely tell him that the True God has no subordinates...

"Mighty warrior, where are you going?" the knight leader suddenly asked.

How should I answer this question? The corner of Xiaobai's mouth twitched. I didn't know where I was going, so I just came out and walked around.

"Experience, I am practicing, maybe I will find a tribe." Xiaobai pretended to be an expert and said calmly.

What a warrior!

The knight leader was in awe, there were such warriors among the grassland tribes.

In order to demonstrate their bravery and practice their fighting skills, they would leave the tribe after adulthood and wander alone on the grasslands, constantly fighting and traveling, and finally returning to the tribe.


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