Chapter 448 Importance

The middle-aged tree man curled his lips and said, "So what? She can't save those who are too seriously injured."

However, the old patriarch glared at the middle-aged tree man at this moment, and he seemed to be zipped up instantly and shut his mouth obediently.

The old chief looked at the female tree man and said, "Go on."

The female tree man looked at the middle-aged tree man proudly, nodded and continued: "So later I went to check on the winged beastmen from the Enel Mountains."

She paused and said, "I noticed that none of these winged beastmen had injured wings, and I heard them talk about potions that can resist the cold, but it seems that there are not many such potions now."

As soon as this news came out, all the tree people could no longer sit still. There was actually a witch doctor who could develop a potion to resist the cold?

The female tree man's eyes were full of excitement, and her voice was trembling a little: "Such a powerful witch doctor, what if we ask her to help us treat the insect disease?"

There was an instantaneous noise in the tree hole.

"How is this possible? The orc witch doctors all rely on herbs to treat orcs, but herbs are useless to us sacred tree people."

"How do we know it won't work if we don't try? What if it succeeds? Then we won't have to worry about any of our tribesmen being killed by insects anymore." The female tree man said excitedly.

The old patriarch sighed and said, "I have the same idea. The last ice vine riot was also related to this witch doctor. In order to prevent the winged beastmen in the Enel Mountains from losing their lives by climbing the mountain, she proposed the idea of ​​climbing the mountain with the help of ice vines, and it worked.

The witch doctor was very kind and made the potion to ward off the cold in order to protect his people.

The witch doctors of the orc tribe didn't have a cure, but we can't give up. As long as there is a little hope, we should give it a try."

The tree people were silent. In fact, they wanted to cure the insect disease. It was just that they lost their confidence after repeated disappointments.

The tree people took a deep breath, raised their heads and looked at the old patriarch, and said firmly: "We will not give up. As long as there is hope, we will work hard."

The old chief nodded with satisfaction and looked at the female tree man beside him: "Muchun, go and inform the orc tribe that the grand trade fair will be postponed for one day, and then invite this female witch to come to my tree house tomorrow."

The female tree person named Muchun nodded obediently.

The old chief looked around at the tree people and said sternly, "You all should come together tomorrow. Don't bring shame to our Shenmu Tree Clan."

All the tree people nodded.

The big trade fair has been postponed.

This news shocked all the tribes. This was the first time the Grand Trade Fair had been postponed since it was held for so long. According to the speculation of the orcs, it was probably because Botel was in a coma. It seemed that the Shenmu Tree Clan valued Botel so much that they postponed the Grand Trade Fair for him.

All the tribes looked at the Watson tribe with eyes full of joy and happiness. Everyone knew that the reason why Botel was unconscious was because the witch doctor poisoned him. It seemed that they had to stay away from the Watson tribe to avoid the anger of the sacred tree man.

The atmosphere in the Watson tribe's tent was also very stagnant at this moment.

Ji Nuan looked at the female tree man on the bark mat opposite her and pointed at herself: "Your tribe leader invited me to visit the tree house?"

(End of this chapter)