Fairy, shut up! I'm really not blondie.

In order to prevent the other party from finding out.

The clan chief and others deliberately sped up their pace.

It requires more physical exertion.

I also didn't sleep all night.

now.

Being able to stand still without feeling unsteady is already a sign of strong willpower.

But then their own priestess spoke.

The clan chief immediately spoke.

"how is this possible?"

"My lady, don't you know us?"

"How could I possibly do something so tasteless?"

The clan chief made a small whirlwind gesture with his hands.

Uzma glanced at the crowd suspiciously.

"Never mind."

"Let's go."

"and many more."

at this time.

Su Qing spoke.

He glanced at the Youchi tribe members in front of him.

He gave the order.

“During this period of time.”

"You shall remain in the Mingguang tribe."

"what?"

"What!?"

The chieftain and Zaina both exclaimed in disbelief.

At a certain moment.

They all thought they had misheard.

From this point of view.

These two have quite a good understanding.

"My Lord, Divine Messenger."

Zaina couldn't help but say.

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"We've just weathered a beast tide, so I'm afraid we might not be able to provide adequate hospitality."

Chief Youchi also quickly spoke up.

"That's right."

"Wouldn't it be too much of a disturbance if we stayed?"

The high priest and the witch standing to the side were both a little puzzled.

They were puzzled as to why the boy would give such an order.

I also have doubts—

when.

Why are the tribespeople who attacked us suddenly being so polite?

Didn't they shout for war and bloodshed yesterday?

Su Qing said calmly.

"The people of the Mingguang tribe expend their life force when they support the barrier, and they cannot recover it in a short time."

“This is especially true of your patrol team.”

"you."

The boy pointed at the Youchi clan chief and said.

“During this period of time.”

"You will take over the work that was originally the patrol team."

ha?

Before either side could express their opinions.

He then looked at Zaina and said.

"Correspondingly."

"You will be responsible for their food and lodging during this period."

"The knowledge I have learned from my followers can also be taught to them, especially in the area of ​​herbs."

Now.

Neither of them spoke.

Because the matter was too outrageous.

So for a moment, it strangely fell into a state of calm.

"Ok?"

The boy seemed to remember something only after he finished giving his instructions.

He raised his head with a smile.

He looked at the people from both tribes in front of him.

"Well."

"By the way, I haven't asked for your opinions yet."

Do you have a problem?

Zaina: "..."

Chief Youchi: "..."

half an hour.

The two of them blurted out the same sentence.

"No objection."

Zaina had always held the boy in front of her in a savior-like adoration.

The divine messenger's prestige in the Bright Light tribe is in no way inferior to that of the high priest.

What he said.

Even if it sounds outrageous.

How could she possibly object?

The chieftain of Youchi.

It is clear.

He had some reservations.

But I haven't had a chance to express my opinion yet.

He immediately felt the intense gaze from his own priestess on his back.

Even if you don't say a word.

But the clan chief had a feeling: what if he dared to say he had an opinion here?

The next second, I'll be chopped into minced meat by the shrine maiden.

all in all.

The two sides agreed in a strange way.

The boy touched his chin.

Very satisfied.

"In that case..."

"Then keep it up!"

Done.

Then he turned and left.

Not long after.

Su Qing and the others arrived near the Youchi tribe.

Upon arriving here.

Gu Beihan, who had been silently following at the back of the group, couldn't help but frown.

around.

A fog gradually began to rise.

No.

That was different from ordinary fog.

It contains a dark green color.

There was also a cold and gloomy smell in it.

At first sniff.

There may be no reaction.

However, if you stay in this fog for too long, you will feel a suffocating sensation.

I felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

The goddess narrowed her cold eyes slightly.

A refreshing aura emanated from his body.

The effects of the fog were completely eliminated.

Then he slowly opened his mouth.

"Is this what you call miasma?"

If it really is all miasma of this level.

She truly admired the physical constitution of the Youchi tribe.

This miasma.

Even if it's her.

If you don't use force.

Even with physical strength, it was impossible to resist.

And the people of the Youchi tribe.

Judging from the group of people who appeared in the Mingguang tribe, they had not undergone systematic training.

Can you really withstand it with just your body?