The White Wolf Clan, which is 50 miles away from the Yangjiao Clan, is having a discussion in the central tent with the clan leader and other leaders.
"Report to the clan leader that the Lion's Mane convoy in the west has been identified." A rider wearing a gray and white leather jacket opened the door curtain and came in.
"Oh, what's going on? The Lion's Mane clan has been in the west. Why did they suddenly send a convoy of more than a hundred people to transport so many things to our east." The leader of the white wolf clan, wearing snow-white mink fur, sat on the bone tooth throne and looked at the people who came in.
Knife Rider.
"They are escorting a batch of goods. It is said that they are the trophies of the Yangjiao girl's classmate."
"Haha, it's interesting. According to the hyena's inspection, most of the goods are probably meat. Did they hunt some giant beast?"
"Father, give me 300 warriors, and I can snatch this batch of meat and make it available to the clan." A young man stood up. He had a pair of white spotted wolf ears and fierce eyes.
"Second brother, you should concentrate on getting your wife back. You don't need to worry about this kind of thing." A gloomy voice sounded.
Following the voice, I saw a young man trimming his nails with a knife. He was Walker, the fifth son of the White Wolf clan leader. He usually had a cold style.
After the voice fell, the standing young man directly pulled out the knife. The cold long knife reflected the firelight in the room, refracting bursts of white light.
"Walker, when is it your turn to speak?" The second son of the patriarch said word by word, and the accumulated power in the past shocked the leaders in the big tent.
"Oh, my second brother is so powerful and majestic. Isn't it nice to see your beloved wife lying in someone else's arms?" The gloomy young man continued to tease the heartstrings of his second brother Guto, who was furious.
His face was red with blood, and his sharp magic power was ready to go out, choosing people to eat like a beast.
"Walker, Guto, be quiet." The patriarch's fingertips clasped on the armrest of the throne, making a crisp sound, allowing the two sons who were about to fight to sit down for a while, and then continued to ask.
"That little girl from the Yangjiao tribe has only been in school for half a year. She is not a genius. She is only Sequence 3 at most. Her classmate will have to inquire about it."
"Yes, patriarch."
"The Sheephorn tribe only has a small number of people and cannot make any trouble. If it hadn't been for the great shaman's special instructions last year, their tribe had a student of Emenas, and based on the situation this year, they would have been wiped out by other tribes.
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"However, their good days are coming to an end."
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In the sea of grass.
One of them held a wooden stick and waved it vigorously. The rotating wooden stick brought out bursts of fire. Every time he struck, a wave of scorching air rushed towards the opponent, making the opponent's breathing uncomfortable and his lungs dry.
Unfortunately, her opponent was the girl with long cyan hair. The hot air waves scattered in all directions in the airflow, only to roll up the soft hair with the wind, fluttering in the air, and then turned into little sparks and dissipated without a trace.
The girl with long cyan hair used the wooden sword in her hand like flowing water, with arcs and force release, turning the attack of the ram-horned girl invisible.
The two of them moved around in the grass. After a long time, the girl with horns became exhausted and panted, and there was no more fire on the wooden staff.
"That's it for today." The green-haired girl said, and then put down the sword in her hand.
"Well, Luo Lan." The horned girl nodded and stopped a little disappointed.
"Much better than yesterday, Niya." Loren said encouragingly, holding Niya's hand, and then took her to sit on a hillside.
Originally, after defeating the magic pig, Luo Lan was going back to the Tixilan Mountains, but before going back, he had to help Niya solve the tribe's problems.
The grasslands are not peaceful, and there are frequent conflicts between them. Now the Sheephorn clan is too weak, and Niya herself has not grown up enough to protect her own people, so the situation is not stable.
In another two months, Niya will go back to school. During this period, she must stabilize the surrounding situation before she can leave with peace of mind.
The system task requirement is to train several legendary gold-level extraordinary beings, several people from the Loland Hill Society, Eidolon, Bumansha, and Khafla. After this period of teaching, they have gradually begun to show results.
Needless to say, Bumansha's talent is natural. She can reach this level even without the help of Luo Lan. Eidolon can do it with a little effort, while Kafla will take a longer time. However, this child is very able to endure hardships.
Don't worry too much.
In this way, three of the six places have been determined. Alena and Letis, who are in the same dormitory, are very talented, but they have their own pursuits. Lorraine Hill is not that easy to teach others. Forced to teach others is a piece of cake.
Very bad thing.
And Niya is the fourth person chosen by Lorraine. During this period of time, Niya must be cultivated and promoted to Sequence 4 first. Only when she has a certain ability to protect herself can Lorraine Hill leave with peace of mind.
It doesn’t mean that I have to complete this task or make Niya stronger, but isn’t it also very happy to help friends around me solve problems? Pursue maximizing benefits in everything, and living like this will be very tiring, right?
The secret of happiness is not to be number one, but to do what you like. Instead of looking for some strange genius who doesn't know his character, Lorraine prefers to help the ordinary and simple friends around him.
"Has Niya thought about which sequence she is going to be promoted to? Magic, dragon, angel, or something else?"
Roland looked at the girl with short brown hair and horns, and suddenly remembered that she had seen a certain kind of Pokémon in the game in her previous life, with various evolutionary directions.
He was covered in light brown hair, except for a patch of white on his chest. He was lying on the ground, with gems of various colors placed in front of him. He looked left and right with his little head, not knowing which one to choose.
Niya is very similar to Eevee. Are they going to evolve into Fire Eevee? Lorraine thought to herself.
"Also, the Fire Festival is about to start the day after tomorrow. Is Niya ready?"
"Well, we are almost ready." Niya nodded. In fact, she can advance at any time now. It is easy to switch from the original sequence to other sequences before Sequence 5. The only question now is which path to choose.
"Don't be too anxious. The opponents in the first few rounds of the Flame Conference are not likely to be very strong. You still have time to think." Luo Lan said comfortingly.
The Fire Festival at the Fire Festival is a competition for the young generation on the grassland to communicate and compete. The winner will receive extremely high honors and will be able to give his tribe the right to use a high-quality pasture in the Gufia Alliance for 5 years.
, other tribes are not allowed to invade.
This can also be regarded as a reward within the Gufia Tribe Alliance. Usually these public pastures are allocated by shamans through discussion to reward meritorious individuals and appease some damaged tribes.
In order for her tribe to live a stable life in the next few years and not be invaded by other tribes, Niya must get the top three. Only in this way can the weak Sheephorn tribe be preserved, otherwise encounters like the old man Ketan will happen one after another.
This is not alarmist. Among the seven countries of Xuehua, only the West Wind Plains in the middle are numerous and are a major grain-producing country. However, after the West Wind Civil War last year, food production in various places dropped sharply. Clanscia is currently too busy to take care of itself, and it is difficult to support the northern grasslands.
The conflict in the Gufiya grassland, which lacks food, is bound to intensify, and the already precarious peaceful time may be gone forever.
Once the blade of hatred is picked up, only when one party falls completely will the other party show room for mercy.