The entire tribe was in a strange silence.

There are too many things happening today, and every thing is beyond their perception.

The patriarch they had always respected and obedient was actually the murderer who killed their parents.

And it's not this generation, it's like this from generation to generation.

They have been poor and have never been able to develop. They think it is because of the destiny of heaven and the bad luck of clouds.

But no one can imagine it because there is no inheritance and no elderly.

"You...my father and my mother, are you all killed?"

Finally someone asked in disbelief.

When my parents died, they were like the old woman today, with stomachache like a stir and blood sprayed on her mouth.

They all thought it was a disease, a curse that their tribe could not escape.

But... it was actually harmed?

"I...I don't know..." The patriarch looked devastated. He really didn't know that the old man in a clan would have such a great effect.

He only thought that they were old and useless and could no longer bring benefits to the clan, so he should die and save resources to younger and stronger people.

The strong prey on the weak, aren’t they just survived from generation to generation?

"I kill you!"

The tribe's citizen rushed over, as if crazy.

Can you really blame him? His parents have not been gone for long.

His father lost one leg because he was bitten by wild animals while hunting.

But despite this, after roasting it with fire, he also recovered. He should have survived, but suddenly died of abdominal pain.

His mother died of illness because her father could not bear the blow and could not afford to rest as soon as possible.

He has been serving his mother carefully. He finally gave the weak mother a little bit of a desire to survive and started eating, but in a blink of an eye, his mother died of the same symptoms.

I think it was because the patriarch felt that his mother had been in bed for too long and wasted too much resources, so he took action to finish him.

As long as it cannot bring benefits to the clan, the clan leader will take action, regardless of whether the person has the possibility of recovery or not.

He rushed up like crazy. When he was about to pounce in front of the patriarch, the people around him woke up and quickly stopped him.

Everyone in the tribe stared at the clan leader with complicated expressions.

The past reverence and obedience have long disappeared, with indescribable hatred.

But there are more complex emotions in the hatred.

Is he... wrong with the patriarch?

His starting point is actually to allow the tribe to continue.

But this method... is too bloody and too ignorant.

The man was stopped and kept roaring.

Feng Wuyou has already let go of the clan leader.

What she said today was enough to shock the patriarch. He knew that he had killed the wrong person for so many years and might even destroy the hope of their tribe's growth. I believe that he must be very uncomfortable now.

Even if Feng Wuyou doesn't do anything, he has no attack power.

The clan leader knelt down on the ground in dejection and suddenly looked at Feng Wuyou.

Feng Wuyou was stunned and frowned gently.

She had a bad premonition, and sure enough, the patriarch only heard the hissing, "Who are you?"

At this time, if he didn't know that Feng Wuyou's identity was not simple, he would have been the patriarch for so many years in vain.

Feng Wuyou sighed, not wanting to hide it anymore: "I am from Xuanniao tribe."

She doesn't really want to throw out all her trump cards.

But at this time, the patriarch was surprisingly keen. He stared at Feng Wuyou: "It's not just that simple, you are from Tianlan!"

This tribe is remote and weak, and there is no such informative news.

He knew that the Xuanniao tribe was built by Tianlan, but he didn't know that Feng Wuyou and Xiao Jinglan were in the wilderness.

So the biggest judgment he could make was that Feng Wuyou was not a wilderness.

Feng Wuyou nodded: "I am indeed from Tianlan."

The clan leader stared at Feng Wuyou for a few more glances, and suddenly turned to his clan members: "I don't deserve to be your clan leader, and I don't have to maintain this tribe anymore. I heard that the Tianlan people are not bad for the barbarians who have cast their votes over. Now the Tianlan people are in front of you. You pack up your things and follow her!"

He said it too straightforwardly, and all the people in the tribe were stunned.

The patriarch is... going to disband this tribe?

Almost all of their weak tribes are maintained by blood.

Among the tribes, they have a kinship relationship with each other.

They maintain their tribes, which means maintaining their own blood ties.

But now, the clan leader is actually going to disband the tribe?

Does that mean that their blood ties will also disappear in the world?

"Class leader!"

Someone shouted immediately.

In the entire tribe, the oldest clan leader is, and he has always made decisions.

When they encountered such a big thing, they subconsciously wanted to ask the patriarch for advice.

But after calling out, I remembered that this decision was made by the patriarch himself.

The patriarch was already discouraged and asked Feng Wuyou: "You Tianlan people are indeed good at treating the surrendered barbarians, right?"

Feng Wuyou just felt amused and laughed.

It was purely an accident that she came here. At most, she wanted to use them to find the location of the Shenquan, but she didn't want to attract the men of her Xuanniao tribe.

But now, the patriarch was discouraged and seemed to be trying to stuff the tribe into her hands.

Want, or don't?

This is a problem.

After a moment, Feng Wuyou made the decision.

"If you really want to go to the Xuanniao tribe, I can accept it."

The patriarch looked at him calmly.

He had long confirmed that Feng Wuyou could make the decision.

The aura of the superior person on her body cannot be covered.

The tribes' people didn't speak, and they hadn't recovered from these things.

Feng Wuyou squatted down and took out the silver needle: "I'll remove the bug for you first."

This bug looks terrible, but it is actually the primary type, and it is not difficult to solve.

Especially now that I have just poured it, I can find a way to induce vomiting.

Unexpectedly, the patriarch raised his hand to stop him: "No need!"

Feng Wuyou stopped and looked at him calmly.

The patriarch smiled bitterly: "I have killed so many people, and now, let me taste this pain myself."

Feng Wuyou frowned slightly. After she learned the cause of the disease from the old woman, she was indeed very angry with the patriarch.

But looking at his current appearance, he felt that he was not as vicious as he thought.

She thought for a while and stood up.

"I'm just an outsider and I really don't have the qualifications to interfere in your life and death.

Your mistakes are all made to your tribe members, and your life and death will be decided by them."

As he said, he stood on one side with his hands in his arms and explained to the rest of the tribe in a faint voice: "You all saw it. I can save him, but he doesn't want me to save him.

Now, it’s up to you to decide whether to let him live or die.”

The tribe members all looked complicated when they listened to Feng Wuyou's words.

Of course they hate the patriarch. Every family has relatives who die at the patriarch.

However, the patriarch did these things not because of public intention, but really wanted to make the tribe good.

In recent years, the patriarchs have been fair in distribution and fair in their work. The tribe is full of harmony. Everyone is like their relatives, and they have survived for so long in the cracks between the Great Zhou and Shengman.

They really don’t know whether the patriarch has made more achievements or too much.
To be continued...