Chapter 861 This Gun is Yours

Song Xiaodao is generous to others!

The food sent out was from the Dongsheng tribe, and the reward given out was also mutton from the Dongsheng tribe.

Under coercion and inducement, a group of forty-three young men from the Dongsheng tribe.

He drove an ox cart carrying two tons of grain to the Sunset Tribe a hundred miles away.

In the words of Song Xiaodao, don't hit the person who gives you a gift.

Although the Dongsheng and Luori tribes are not on good terms, at least they won't kill people if you send gifts to them.

She had two goals: to find out the strength of the extraordinary person in the Sunset Tribe, or to find out if there were any outsiders.

As long as they get one accurate piece of information, the young men will have completed their mission.

A group of young men from the Dongsheng tribe, facing the night wind, with only their crotches covered, twisting their dark buttocks, drove a ox cart and disappeared into the night.

Song Xiaodao and Xiaoyin also followed quietly behind him.

"Xiaoyin, you don't know why I want to go with you!"

“Hehe… Actually, I don’t know whether the Sunset Tribe will kill people.”

"As long as that extraordinary person makes a move, I will know his strength!"

"Whether these idiots from the Dongsheng tribe can complete the mission or not, my goal has been achieved."

In a small, cold and bitter tribe, the chance of a high-level extraordinary person appearing is not high.

Song Xiaodao was cautious only because she remembered Zhao Yin's teachings.

As long as she was sure that the man was not as strong as herself and Xiaoyin, she would rush in and look for Zhao Yin's whereabouts.

Song Xiaodao felt that there was a high chance that Zhao Yin was in the Sunset Tribe.

Because the direction where Zhao Yin fell was nearby, and there were only two tribes nearby, the Sunset and the East Rising...

In the darkness of night, the young people of the Dongsheng tribe walked very slowly.

Song Xiaodao was not in a hurry either.

It took five full hours to advance forty miles.

At this time, it was only more than sixty miles away from the Sunset Tribe.

As they got closer to the Sunset Tribe, Xiaoyin's eyes became brighter and brighter, and even his beautiful silver hair began to stand up with excitement.

"What's wrong, Xiaoyin, are you cold?"

"Ouch~!"

Xiaoyin whimpered, but Song Xiaodao didn't understand.

It felt a familiar blood surge, as if its master was right in front of it.

Because the distance was too far, the feeling was not clear, so Xiaoyin was not sure.

But at this moment, it began to miss its owner madly...

"Awoo~! Master, Xiaoyin misses you... Master said that if you die, Xiaoyin will die too... Now Xiaoyin is alive, so you are still alive, right?"

“Ouch~! Ouch~!”

Xiaoyin kept whimpering all the way, and no matter how Song Xiaodao called out, it ignored him.

At this moment, a layer of tears spread in those cold wolf eyes.

……

Uncle Ah Hai looked at his newly grown left leg, stood up in disbelief, and walked back and forth a few steps.

Only when he felt grounded did he stop thinking he was dreaming!

“Dad…!”

Awan and Xiaoying threw themselves into Uncle Ahai's arms, and both girls began to sob.

"Alright, it's okay. Yin cured me. Everything will be fine from now on...!"

Uncle Ahai's eyes also turned red with excitement.

He is only an F-level evolver, and the healing potion Zhao Yin uses is D-level!

Uncle Ah Hai not only felt that the blood he had lost was being regenerated in his body, but even the chronic illnesses he had suffered over the years disappeared.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the state of being in his twenties.

"Ayin, thank you!"

Uncle Ah Hai let go of his two daughters, clasped his fists respectfully, and bowed deeply to Zhao Yin.

At this point, he had already understood how unrealistic it was to let Zhao Yin marry his daughter.

A transcendent who could bring the dead back to life with a wave of his hand was something that a half-baked transcendent like him could not imagine.

Zhao Yin was silent. A bottle of D-level healing potion was of no value to him.

He hopes that Awan and her sister are safe and that Uncle Ahai is alive.

There are not many people who can stir up waves in his heart, and Uncle Ahai’s family counts as three of them!

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Then, I remembered Agou’s anxious voice.

"Elder Azhi, the tribe has been able to survive these years because of the protection of the old chief and Uncle Ahai. You can't harm Uncle Ahai just because he broke his legs and wants to join the Dongsheng tribe!"

"Go away!"

It was the voice of Elder Azhi, the deceased Ashan's wife.

"Who said we wanted to merge into the Dongsheng tribe? Ah Hai and his family colluded with outsiders and harmed Ah Shan, so they must pay with their lives!"

"Yes, Uncle A'an and Elder Azhi have always had clear grudges. It is true that Ahai protects the tribe, and we will not harm him because of this, but killing the tribal elders is a violation of ancestral rules and must die!" It was the voice of Elder Azhen.

Agou understood that each human tribe had its own rules, and the human race's ability to survive depended on unity.

They are trying to find a legitimate reason to harm Uncle Ahai!

"For three days, Uncle Ahai entered the Shiwan Mountains with us. Those who came back with him can testify. Awan, Xiaoyin, and the outsider Ayin, one of them is blind, one is young, and the other is injured. How could they have killed Elder Ashan?"

"Agou, are you going to disobey the orders of the Elders?"

"Agou! Do you know that if you protect a murderer, I can regard you as an accomplice!"

The last voice was from the always fair Uncle An.

At this moment, Ah Hai in the tent had a look of sadness in his eyes.

It was as if he could never have imagined that the tribe he had protected for generations would be so heartless.

Just as Uncle Ahai was about to walk out of the tent, Zhao Yin reached out and grabbed him, shaking his head.

Uncle Ahai understood what Zhao Yin meant, and his eyes became more bitter.

At this time, Uncle An's voice came from outside the door again: "Pull Ah Gou away!"

Agou seemed to be afraid of being seen as an 'accomplice' and stopped the theory.

No one was willing to stand up for Ah Hai's family anymore.

"The people who killed Ah Shan must have been Ah Hai's family of four, including his two daughters and that Ah Yin!"

"Yes! This kind of evil person should be killed once and for all to prevent future troubles!"

This is to cut the grass at its roots!

The bitterness in Ah Hai's eyes slowly turned into anger.

"Ah Hai is a supernatural being, and maybe he can make a last-ditch effort. No one needs to go in. Ah Zhen, go get some firewood and start a fire!" It was the heartless voice of Uncle Ah An.

Immediately afterwards, in countless tribes, those who had been protected by Ahai now seemed to be mortal enemies.

"Yes, burn them to death and let them go to their ancestors to ask for forgiveness!"

"Ahai has never protected the tribe. He is the one who prevented us from merging with the Dongsheng tribe!"

"Burn Ah Hai's family to death, and we can live a good life!"

"And that Ah Yin, an outsider, no longer needs to waste our rations!"

"That Ah Wan, seeing her ugly face makes me want to vomit. And that damned sister Xiao Ying, she usually relies on Ah Hai's protection to bully others...!"

Most of the young and strong people in the tribe went to fetch wood for making fire from their homes.

Some people who did not move also had numb expressions.

In fact, everyone knows why Ah Hai's family must be killed.

But no one spoke out.

Soon, the outside of Ah Hai's tent was filled with firewood.

Ah Zhi stepped forward, took out a tinderbox, and lit it impatiently.

The smoke entered the tent, and Ah Hai's eyes were already bloodshot.

I don’t know if it’s because of sadness or the smoke.

"Uncle Ah Hai, you can go out now."

Zhao Yin said in a low voice.

He flipped his hand and a spear appeared in his hand.

It was the S-class Overlord Spear that Zhao Yin had used before!

Zhao Yin handed it to Uncle A Hai: "This gun is yours!"