"You win! Stop now, we, the Clover Tribe, will let you leave the Shiwan Abyss Forest!"
The voice of the intermediate hunter echoed in the jungle.
Li Qiuxian glanced at the intermediate hunter and answered directly with his own actions.
"Boom!"
The heartbeat sounded again.
This time...
No luck.
Nearly two hundred wood spirits died directly from the overload of their hearts during this resonance.
"No!"
The intermediate hunter's wood spirit screamed in pain, and his face, which would only start to age rapidly after the age of fifty, seemed a bit older at this moment.
Li Qiuxian, on the other hand, straightened up and appeared again in the area where another group of hundreds of wood spirits were located.
"stop"
The mid-level hunter's eyes glared, and his thin body was full of anger: "What are you going to do? What exactly do you want to do? Tell us your purpose! If you dare to continue killing the people of our Clover tribe, we Clover will all
All the warriors will fight you till death!"
"Boom!"
What answered him was a new round of heart rate resonance.
For a moment, hundreds of wood spirits let out shrill screams, their voices filled with pain and whine.
"A warning, speak to me in the right way. Not to mention who is the one who will eventually be annihilated even if he continues to fight to the death. If you can't understand your own situation until now, then let me put it aside.
The more than 16,000 members of the Clover tribe have been killed, and I will come back to negotiate terms with you."
"You...you say it! Whatever you want, you say it!"
The intermediate hunter suppressed the hatred and anger in his heart and said.
"Ten days ago, your people went to the White Dragon's Lair to report to the hunters and ask them to come as soon as possible to support them. Moreover, counting the time, the Red Dragon Grass in the White Dragon's Lair has also matured. At this time, the Clover tribe's hunting
The tourists should be on their way back. My request is very simple. Let them bring me all the mature red dragon grass. I remember there are three plants. No one should be missing. If one plant is missing, I will destroy five of your clover tribe.
Thousands of people.”
"you……"
"Recognize your situation. Over the past few months, how many hunters did the Clover Tribe send to kill me? More than one hundred and forty. In the end, in addition to the heavy losses of your hunters, I have not been able to kill you so far.
Live well, so if I were you, I would never think that you still have the ability to retaliate against me... After all, once you really dare to take revenge, all you need to pay is the entire Clover Tribe's sixteen thousand
The price of many woody lives.”
Li Qiuxian said indifferently.
The mid-level hunter, who was almost blinded by anger and hatred, calmed down immediately after hearing what Li Qiuxian said, thinking back to the price he had paid to kill these two people for revenge in the past few months...
His expression immediately turned painful.
It's him...
It was because of his wrong decision that the Clover Tribe suffered such a disaster. Now...
Tens of thousands of people in the entire tribe may be in danger...
"I don't want your tribe to have a large-scale escape operation in the future. That would make me think that you are going to die with me, and I have to kill all the remaining wood spirits in this tribe in advance. Likewise, I don't want it either.
Before you hunters give the red dragon grass to me, someone will interfere with my rest or attack me. For the first attack, I will kill a hundred wood spirits as punishment, and for the second time, a thousand.
The third time is ten thousand, if you think you have a way to kill me before I destroy your Clover tribe, you might as well try."
Li Qiuxian said, looking for a moment at the giant tree huts of many wood spirits, and stopped outside a hut that seemed to have good defense.
This hut is on the side of a lake. The lake is connected to running water and leads to a river. Even if the Clover tribe really chooses to die together and fire thousands of arrows, he can hide in the lake to save his life.
But he thinks this possibility is very small.
After all, the life and death of the entire Clover tribe's sixteen thousand people are currently in his hands.
After Li Qiuxian entered the tree house, the wood spirit quickly became quiet.
However, there are still a large number of wood spirits shuttled back and forth, closely discussing the current crisis facing the tribe, and quarrels will break out from time to time.
Fortunately, after all, no blind wood spirit dared to attack him.
After all, most of the warrior hunters of the Clover Tribe have left, and the remaining dozen or so hunters have been killed by Li Qiuxian to death, while ordinary wood spirits...
He didn't even have the qualifications to become a shooter or hunter, so he wouldn't seek death by attacking Li Qiuxian, whose ability surpassed that of their entire tribe.
Time flows calmly.
Li Qiuxian took advantage of being in the Mu Ling tribe and ordered Mu Ling to send all the various books in the tribe, one by one before the hunter troops arrived.
Although he has only been learning the Wood Spirit language for a month, his strong memory and understanding abilities have enabled him to do some basic reading of these books. What he is currently reading is the history book of the Wood Spirit.
Li Qiuxian flipped through it, and found something different from human history in these history books.
for example……
Human history books say that humans defeated the wood spirits and expelled the wood spirits from the human world. However, the history books of the wood spirits say that humans destroyed nature and polluted the environment, and the wood spirits did not want to wait there for the disaster of being polluted.
He wanted to survive on earth, so he chose to retreat into the jungle.
In addition, the history books also mentioned some details of that battle, as well as the legendary sacred object mentioned by Simon.
But what surprised Li Qiuxian was that this legendary sacred object...
It seems to belong to the wood spirit itself, and it is respected as the sacred tree by the wood spirit. It is said that it is an ancient tree spirit that has been dead for many years, but still has power to this day.
Because the holy object is an ancient tree spirit, this is why Li Qiuxian believes that this object belongs to the wood spirit and not to humans.
The reason why the wood spirits chose to leave the human territory and retreat into dangerous places such as the Shiwan Abyss Forest was because of human greed and attempts to snatch the remains of the ancient tree spirits. In order to protect the ancient tree spirits from being used by humans, they had to hide in the Shiwan Abyss.
Yuanlin.
Because humans at that time were already powerful enough to have the ability to project nuclear bombs, which was a destructive force that even the titled hunters among the wood spirits could not resist.
"It's a pity...it's just a small tribe of 10,000 people...there are too few books."
Li Qiuxian flipped through the book, and soon a look of regret appeared on his face.
There are not many books in the Clover Tribe. They are not as good as the library of a rural primary school. The total number of books is estimated to be only about a hundred, and most of these one hundred books are books on people's livelihood, such as teaching wood spirits.
What can be eaten, what kind of beasts should be hunted, how to make handicrafts, and some special cooking techniques, etc.
There will definitely be some high-end books in this tribe such as wood spirit training methods, fighting techniques, bow and arrow manufacturing techniques, etc., but these wood spirits will never be given to a human to read, and he is not very interested in these.
Li Qiuxian did not force him too much.
After all, no matter how good the wood spirit's training method is, it is ultimately aimed at wood spirits and not humans. Just like the wood spirit cannot adapt to the human method of refining organs and exchanging blood, humans are also unable to practice peerless arrows that can kill targets thousands of meters away like wood spirits.
technique.
This is a cultural difference brought about by different racial structures.
The hunters who guarded the mature red dragon grass in the White Dragon's Lair did not let Li Qiuxian wait long.
At noon on the third day after he arrived at the Wood Spirit Tribe, this group of hunters successfully returned to the tribe.
They seemed to have known about Li Qiuxian's existence beforehand, and there was no joy at all from Red Dragon Grass on their faces. Instead, they all felt heavy in their hearts.
After an hour of rest, these hunters soon arrived outside the tree house where Li Qiuxian lived, and vaguely surrounded the tree house from a distance of four hundred meters.
Shan Qian, the only senior hunter in the Clover tribe and the intermediate hunter who was previously responsible for talking to Li Qiuxian, came to Li Qiuxian's tree house and shouted in a deep voice: "Human, I brought the red dragon grass you wanted."
Li Qiuxian came out of the tree house, looked at the clover in the senior hunter's hand, and nodded slightly: "Very good, three, one is a lot."
After saying that, he didn't care if there were many wood spirit hunters around him, and went directly to the senior hunter and took the Red Dragon Grass.
"Take the Red Dragon Grass and leave our Clover Tribe. Our Clover Tribe does not welcome any human beings."
The senior hunter spoke with a heavy tone, his voice filled with suppressed hatred and anger.
Li Qiuxian took the red dragon grass and looked at the senior hunter: "What's your name?"
"..."
The senior hunter was silent for a moment and said coldly: "My name is Bai Yin."
"I can see that you have unventable anger in your heart. You are a high-level hunter, comparable to the great masters among us humans. I will give you a fair chance to fight. If you don't run and shoot arrows, I won't have to.
The method of resonance, we are one on one, I use my human sword, you use your wood spirit thin sword, we will decide the outcome, life and death."
Li Qiu Xian Dao.
The senior hunter's eyes sparkled with light, and he was filled with chills as he was about to speak.
But the mid-level hunter on the side shouted: "Bo Yin! You are now the only high-level hunter in our Clover tribe!"
The light in Bai Yin's eyes gradually dimmed: "Elder Song Needle, I understand."
"Okay human being, you have achieved your goal. Please leave. We, the Clover Tribe, and our entire Hundred Thousand Abyss Forest do not welcome your return."
"I will leave the Clover Tribe, but the Hundred Thousand Abyss Forest does not belong to you wood spirits."
As Li Qiuxian spoke, he glanced at the senior hunter named Bai Yin and felt a little regretful.
The high-level hunter is still a big threat to him. If he can kill this high-level hunter, they really don't have to worry about their return.
pity……
This high-level hunter actually didn't want to take action.
"Farewell. I hope you, the Clover Tribe, will keep your word and will not follow me secretly. Otherwise, if I are forced to return to the Clover Tribe, it will not be so easy to talk to me."
Li Qiuxian said.
"You can leave with peace of mind. No one from the Clover tribe will hunt you down again."
Elder Songzhen said with the strength of a peak intermediate hunter.
"Hunting? Naive."
Li Qiuxian shook his head, turned and left.
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(Suddenly I found the chapter name very strange, why is it two hundred and twenty, not two hundred and twenty or something?)