Chapter 52: Post-War Deliberations (Part 2)

Hearing the voice of the Wuya tribesmen outside the door, Xiao Chen and Master Hu Guyue in the room immediately stopped talking, Xiao Chen's eyes raised lightly to look at Master Hu Guyue, and seeing the gesture of Xiao Chen's eyes, Hu Guyue nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen immediately stood up, gently stroked the somewhat messy cyan battle armor on his body, picked up the dark blood war spear on the side, and walked to the door of the room.

He was going to meet these many heroes of the Great Wilderness for a while, after all, this was also the first time that he Xiao Chen had officially appeared in front of the Great Wilderness Human Race since Xiao Chen was the patriarch of the Gu Yuan tribe, how could he weaken the momentum of the head of this clan.

"Tired of leading the way".

Seeing Xiao Chen walking out of the room with a gun, the Wuya tribesman who had come to invite Xiao Chen immediately bowed down and led the way in front.

"I don't know how many heroes the Black Tooth Patriarch has gathered this time" During the journey, Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask, and asked the person who led the way.

"Back to Patriarch Xiao's words, the heroes who came to help my Wuya tribe this time are the Qingque tribe, the two patriarchs of the Kuishan tribe, and many top powerhouses among the major rangers, my family patriarch wants to thank you for your righteous actions" For Xiao Chen's question, the Wuya patriarch who led the way still replied to him respectfully, without the slightest impatience.

He knew the horror of the young man in front of him, not to mention his unparalleled combat power, the identity of the head of that clan alone made him unreachable, and the princes of the side who held ten thousand people were not simple people.

"Wuya old horseman, this time my eight hundred athletes from the Kuishan tribe came to the aid with all their might, it can be said that I have done my best to help the whole clan, if this reward can't satisfy my old Jiang, hum, Lao Tzu won't leave today, and it will depend on your Wuya tribe."

At this moment, in the central hall of the Wuya tribe, it can be described as a noisy scene, a scene of shrews scolding the street, and after the battle, everyone started another battle after resting for a few hours.

After the victory on the battlefield, of course, it is time to sit on the ground and share the spoils, oh no, it is time to reward meritorious deeds.

In a big sense, countless Terran compatriots have stained the earth with blood in this battle, but the living still have to continue to live, and in order to better reproduce in this dangerous wilderness, they must do everything they can to improve their strength.

In a small way, it is interests, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, and it is not possible to expect every Terran compatriot to have an incomparably great ambition, and fight for the righteousness of the Terran Race, who can guarantee that how many Terran warriors come here this beast tide to take risks and seek opportunities.

Before Xiao Chen walked to the meeting hall, he had already heard the rogue voice of the Jiang Kui patriarch from a long distance.

Not only that, with his soul perception beyond ordinary people, he had already determined that the hall had already gathered at this moment, and there were no less than thirty people, and there was a buzzing and chattering voice, which was endless.

"Patriarch Xiao of the Guyuan tribe has arrived" The guards outside the door saw Xiao Chen's arrival, and immediately shouted loudly, there was a big battle last night, Xiao Chen's prestige is in the Wuya tribe, and it can be said that women and children know it.

Green armor and black guns, unparalleled combat power at a young age!

The people who were originally arguing endlessly, when they heard the sound of Xiao Chen's arrival, they all stopped speaking, and dozens of pairs of eyes looked at the door of the hall one after another, and many people had a trace of curiosity in their eyes, wanting to see the true face of this legendary patriarch, after all, last night's night was full, coupled with the repeated battles, and they did not see Xiao Chen's appearance clearly.

Stomp, stomp!

In the extremely curious eyes of everyone, Xiao Chen's expression was calm, without a trace of abnormality, and he walked into the hall of the Wuya tribe with sonorous steps.

His eyes tilted, taking in all the people in the hall, and he saw a middle-aged man sitting in the hall, but at this moment his face was pale and slightly tired, Xiao Chen knew that this was the patriarch of the Wuya tribe, Wuyaxiong.

The Blood Refining Realm Martial Artist's Body Divine Treasure has already been further developed, and it is not the same, Shouyuan has already broken a hundred, and the Black Tooth Patriarch is in the prime of life at the moment, but Xiao Chen has subtly noticed that there have been white hairs between his temples, which shows that this beast tide has hit him very hard.

"Haha, this is the legendary patriarch Xiao Chen of our Boulder Valley, he is really young" Seeing Xiao Chen's arrival, the black tooth patriarch on the main seat did not hold it up, and saluted him, this is the etiquette between warriors.

Jiang Kui, the most invincible hob meat of the original scoundrel, also immediately closed his mouth after Xiao Chen arrived, and greeted Xiao Chen, and the other clans in the hall even got up one after another, complimenting Xiao Chen endlessly.

For everyone's greetings, Xiao Chen returned the salute, after all, he still understands the truth that the sedan chair is carried.

After a continuous period of greetings, the hall became quiet, and at this moment, Xiao Chen also understood the reason for the previous quarrel between the people, and the distribution of benefits for one reason.

After a while, seeing that everyone had already arrived and sat down, the Wuya Xiong on the main seat immediately spoke, "This time, my Wuya tribe suffered the disaster of extermination, thanks to the righteous rescue of all the Terran compatriots, so that the inheritance of my Wuya tribe is immortal, and Wuyaxiong hereby thanks you for your great kindness."

Speaking of this, the black tooth patriarch got up and bowed to the people in the hall to thank the great grace of the salvation clan, and everyone below inevitably turned sideways to avoid it, and did not dare to shout in his mouth, full of the righteousness of the human race first, a scene of national unity.

After some thanks, Xiao Chen knew that the next highlight was coming, and this was the focus of today's rally.

"Although my Wuya tribe is small and weak, but after the war, all the warriors have suffered heavy losses, how can I, Wuyaxiong, do that ungrateful thing, come here!"

Hearing Wuyaxiong's order, the first Wuya tribesman in the hall got up, bowed to everyone present, and said randomly, "This beast tide, my Terran warriors have killed a total of 1,232 one-star low-grade fierce beasts, 568 one-star medium-grade fierce beasts, one hundred and ninety-three one-star high-grade fierce beasts, and there are no two-star fierce beasts, and at the same time, the Terran can use more than 1,000 pairs of armor and more than 800 pieces of various swords and soldiers."

Everyone did not show any objection to the return of this Black Tooth Clan, after all, this is everyone's credit, and there is no fake, and the two-star fierce beast can be compared to the existence of a human race blood refining realm martial artist, and it is expected that no killing will be done.

The beast can be said to be a treasure all over the body, the animal skin can be used as a battle armor, the animal bones and horns can be forged soldiers, and its flesh and blood can nourish the human body, which is an indispensable resource for the human race in the realm of quenching bones.

After listening to the return of this clansman, Wu Yaxiong spoke again before everyone could react, "This battle depends on the lives of all the warriors, and Wu Yaxiong will never let the warriors chill, and someone will carry the box up."

Under the signal of his eyes, another member of the Wuya tribe got up and took the order, and everyone was puzzled, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the Wuya clan.

Fortunately, after a while, a chaotic footstep came, and dozens of big men carried large boxes one by one, and the fish rushed in.

Fortunately, the hall is spacious enough, with dozens of large wooden boxes, placed side by side in front of everyone.