What the Broken Arm Chief and the others wanted to tell Anu were all matters related to the Dark Clan, and they were relatively straight-minded and couldn't talk about it here. So this time they completely walked out of everyone's sight, and the figures of the group quickly disappeared completely in the snowy night.
Obviously he went to a far, secluded place.
The feelings in the hearts of those who came to participate in the gathering of heroes are simply indescribable.
They wanted to target both the Kunlun slaves and the Western Region Holy Religion.
Now, Kunlun slaves and the Western Region Holy Church are actually working together?
Isn’t it simply impossible what they are thinking?
Not to mention the complicated and ugly expressions of these people.
Xiang Yang walked into the tent with the child in his arms, avoiding Baili Feiyue who was sleeping peacefully on Chang Sun Wuji's lap. "Master, Miss Anu has been recognized by the Dark Clan. Do you want to send someone to follow them?"
"No need." Changsun Wuji's eyes fell on the child he was holding, "Bring it here."
Xiangyang sent the child over, and Changsun Wuji did not go to pick him up personally.
He just lowered his eyes to take a look, and chuckled in an unfathomable way, "It's nothing serious, carry him out to the woman."
Xiangyang didn't understand what was going on, but he didn't ask any more questions and walked out with the child in his arms.
The woman was waiting not far away. After Xiangyang handed the child to her, she said, "The Holy Envoy said there is nothing serious."
Although the child's face was still red and he looked abnormal, the woman believed Xiangyang's words.
After paying his respects with great piety and gratitude, he carried the child and hurried back to the community of Western Kunlun people.
The people of West Kunlun are also feeling very complicated now.
The little Kunlun slave girl who was thrown off the snow cliff by them that year turned out to be a young lady of the Kunlun slave clan!
No wonder, no wonder Kunlun slave never gave up after searching for so many years!
Now there is a scary question...
Someone lowered his voice and said, "Back then, we threw that little girl off the snow cliff to feed the wolves. Now she is alive and has such a high status among the Kunlun slaves. If she returns to the Kunlun slave clan..."
If I were to take revenge on them...
After all, Kunlun slaves are a barbaric race and they are likely to do anything.
They in West Kunlun are not afraid of those monsters, even if they are proficient in killing and have infinite strength. They in West Kunlun are not easy to bully. However, by then, blood will flow like a river, and who knows how many people will be sacrificed...
This person took the lead and expressed the thoughts of the majority of people.
At this time, the woman holding the feverish baby girl just returned to the crowd of people who were discussing this. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "That female Kunlun slave named Anu is different. She just helped me up."
Someone immediately asked, "How is the child?"
The woman shook her head and wrapped the child in the blanket more tightly. "The Holy Envoy said there is nothing serious."
The people around were completely relieved. If the Holy Envoy said it was no serious problem, then it must be no serious problem.
They started discussing their previous concerns and topics again.
The woman looked at them again and said carefully, "I think your worry this time is a bit unnecessary. Although Miss Anu was a little Kunlun slave back then, she is now with the Saint Envoy and is his apprentice. How can a Kunlun slave who is lucky enough to be taught by the Saint Envoy be an ordinary Kunlun slave?"
She analyzed and concluded very rationally, "We should be thankful that she is leading the Kunlun slave tribe. This is a good thing for both our West Kunlun and the outside world."
After she said this, the people around her were stunned for a moment and then began to ponder.
There seemed to be some truth to it. Although the Kunlun slaves were tall and strong, they were like rats. They could not be caught or killed, and their nests could not be found. Such a killing weapon was extremely dangerous no matter where it was placed.
It would indeed be a good thing if the people who lead them could be reasonable and not act recklessly.
For example, the people of West Kunlun were not afraid of fighting monsters like the Kunlun slaves, but they did not want their own people and relatives to be killed in a bloodbath.
For a moment, all the people in Xi Kunlun fell into deep thought.
For the first time, they thought about whether they could live in peace with the Kunlun slaves, whom they hated, hated and feared.
In the tent here, Baili Feiyue was still sleeping soundly, and Xiangyang came in again.
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