Chapter 119 The Unlucky Crow
On top of the stone mountain, the divine vine emits brilliant green light all over, and all its leaves are as green as jade.
The Crow God who was blown away was stunned for a moment, and then became furious.
"Mah, mah, mah..."
The Crow God climbed up, making a sharp and unpleasant cry, and black mist emerged from his body. He rushed towards the divine vine madly.
It thought that the reason why it was in such a miserable state just now was because it was ambushed by the divine vine, and now it must teach this damn old vine a lesson.
However, what greeted it were a dozen even more terrifying vines, which whipped it like lightning whips.
"Mah-mah..."
“Pah pah pah…”
"Mah, mah, mah..."
“Pah pah pah pah…”
After the Crow God rushed over, he was beaten up instantly. His beak was twisted and his fallen black feathers swirled to the ground.
The Crow God's shrill screams echoed over the Teng Tribe. It was such a tragic scene that made anyone who heard it sad and saw it cry.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
The divine vine had no intention of letting the old crow go. Countless vines wrapped around the Crow God like a dragnet.
"Crow God!"
On the ground, the witch of the Crow Tribe screamed in panic. At this time, everyone could see that this divine vine was much more powerful than the Crow God.
"dumb……"
At the critical moment, the Crow God also exploded. The black mist on its body surged wildly, and then it opened its mouth and spewed out a large black flame.
Most plants are afraid of fire, and the divine vines are no exception. Those vines instinctively avoid the black divine fire.
Taking advantage of this gap, the Crow God flew away with a "whoosh", away from the terrible vine.
The Crow God could only spray this terrifying divine fire a few times, and it was not sure that it could use the divine fire to severely damage the divine vine, so it could only run away.
The Crow God ran away, but the crows he brought with him were in trouble.
“Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…”
"Mah, mah, mah..."
Countless vines tied up one crow after another, strangled them to death, and sucked the essence of their blood.
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred crows flying in the front were all killed by the divine vine.
The green light of the sacred vine became brighter, and the other crows fled madly, not daring to look back.
In the Teng tribe, Jing Jie swallowed hard and said, "Teng Shen is really...really too powerful."
The others nodded in agreement.
In the woods next to the stone mountain, the members of the Mountain Sheep Tribe looked up at the sky. Someone reached out and caught a flying black crow feather.
One of the two-color warriors said excitedly: "A living patron saint, the Vine Tribe has a living patron saint!"
Another added: "And so powerful!"
The third person said, "We must join the Vine Tribe!"
Others clenched their fists excitedly. With a patron saint, they felt safe. Only by joining such a tribe could they feel at ease.
In the woods northeast of the Vine Tribe, the charging warriors of the Crow Tribe stopped and looked at each other, looking at the Crow God and the big crows who flew back in a panic.
After a long while, a soldier whispered, "Chief, shall we charge?"
“Bang!”
The leader of the Crow Tribe slapped him in anger and shouted, "Are you rushing over to die? Retreat!"
In the blink of an eye, the warriors of the Crow Tribe retreated in disgrace. They didn't even reach the outer defense zone of the Vine Tribe.
The Crow Tribe probably would not have imagined that the terrifying Vine Tribe before them was actually founded by five young men who escaped from the Deer Tribe, and that the Deer Tribe was once easily destroyed by them.
When all the crows and warriors of the Raven Tribe withdrew, the Vine Tribe erupted in thunderous cheers.
In this dangerous primitive world, it is extremely important to have a powerful totem god protecting you.
The warriors of the Teng tribe did not have to fight for their lives, as the Teng God solved the problem and avoided the loss of the tribal population caused by the war.
Half a day later, Jiang Xuan and the old witch returned riding on a giant eagle.
When they heard that the Crow Tribe was attacking, they both became nervous, but when they saw that the tribe was fine, they breathed a sigh of relief.
The old witch looked at the stone mountain for a long time, and sighed in his heart: This magic vine is a bit absurdly strong. It easily resolved the attack of the Crow Tribe.
At the same time, when the old witch thought of how Jiang Xuan had just cheated the Crow Tribe not long ago, his face became strange again.
Isn't this too much of a coincidence? The old witch suddenly looked forward to what kind of sparks would be created between the Crow Tribe and the Jackal Tribe when the two tribes met.
After Jiang Xuan returned to the Teng tribe, he summoned all the leaders again.
In the bamboo house, Jiang Xuan looked at everyone and gave a brief account of the situation of the Jackal Tribe.
"I want to remind you that the Jackal Tribe is an extremely brutal and predatory tribe. Such a tribe is very dangerous."
"Even if we have no hatred towards them, as long as they target the Teng Tribe, they will definitely attack!"
"What we can do is to expand the tribe as quickly as possible, so that all tribes, including the Jackal Tribe, will not dare to underestimate us or attack us at will!"
"So, I have decided to accept all the members of the Blue Sheep Tribe. Does anyone object?"
Everyone shook their heads. Since the leader had made up his mind, all they could do was to give him their full support.
Jiang Xuan made a prompt decision and said, "Okay, then this matter is settled. Nanxing, go and bring the people from the Rock Sheep Tribe in."
"yes!"
Nanxing left in a hurry, and soon he brought more than 200 warriors of the Mountain Sheep Tribe out of the woods and to the real residential area of the Teng Tribe.
The neat rows of houses and the numerous members of the Teng tribe working in the fields greatly shocked the people of the Blue Sheep tribe.
Although the vine tribe was much smaller than they had imagined, they had witnessed the might of the god vine with their own eyes. So what did it matter if the tribe was smaller? As long as the totem god was strong enough, it would be fine.
Jiang Xuan brought the leaders to the members of the mountain goat tribe.
He said to these people: "From today on, you can stay in the Teng Tribe. The Teng Tribe will provide you with food, clothing, and housing, but you also have to work for the Teng Tribe. Those who don't work are not entitled to eat!"
“Although you can stay in the Teng Tribe, it does not mean that you have become true members of the Teng Tribe.”
"Before the next spring, if anyone makes an unforgivable mistake, I will expel him from the tribe or even take his life!"
"Of course, if you perform well throughout the year, you will have the opportunity to participate in the sacrifice and become a true member of the Teng tribe."
"Did you understand everything?"
After Jiang Xuan finished speaking, the two hundred people nodded and took Jiang Xuan's words to heart, because this was related to their life and death, and no one dared to ignore it.
"Okay, now that you all understand, Uncaria, Stone Eel, and Nepeta, take your people to help them build houses."
"Yes, Chief!"
Gou Teng and the other two brought their respective teams and, together with the two hundred people, built houses on the open space on the left side of the Teng tribe.
It was already late, so they could only build some temporary shelters to spend the night, and then start building real solid houses tomorrow.
With the addition of these two hundred people, the population of the Teng tribe suddenly exceeded five hundred, making it a real small tribe.
This is a huge step forward for the Teng Tribe.
On the other hand, the Crow Tribe, after failing to attack the Vine Tribe and being beaten by the Divine Vine, had no choice but to abandon the Vine Tribe's territory and move on to look for a more suitable territory to live in.
The people of the Crow Tribe were all holding back their anger, and they desperately needed to find another target so that they could replenish their food while also venting their anger through looting and killing.
Thanks to the book friend "Perfect Life" for the reward.
(End of this chapter)
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