Chapter 772 Give it a try
Everything was just as Ji Xiaoyan guessed.
The chiefs of the Undead Tribe naturally had their considerations in mind when they originally chose the bones of this giant beast to build their residence!
For the undead, all the remaining skeletons in the world can be used. They only need to put the soul fire condensed from the bodies of certain monsters as Frisman said.
Within these skeletons, you can control these skeletons to move freely like normal people, and what's more, you can also make them fight for the undead bravely and invincibly!
The abilities of the undead race exist in all dead humans and monsters, so they are an extremely special race on the mainland.
And if there was nothing fishy about this cave with the skeleton of a giant beast, and it just looked so simple, the leader of the undead clan would really not dare to arrange just a few guards at the entrance of the cave, nor would he face Ji Xiaoyan and the others with so many people.
When the soldiers rushed into his home, he could still remain so calm!
Sure enough, listening to the movement outside the cave, the leader of the undead tribe and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but have a proud smile on their faces. Where was the angry and frightened look just now?
Therefore, the faces of the undead tribesmen in the cave were filled with a hint of triumph, and they looked at Ji Xiaoyan and the others with their chins raised as they turned back from the cave. Then they sneered and said, "City Lord Ji, what are you doing now?"
But have you thought about having a serious talk with us?"
Seeing the confident look on the head of the undead tribe, Ji Xiaoyan couldn't help but snorted coldly, and looked at the undead tribe members in front of him. He really couldn't stand the proud smiles on their faces, so he frowned.
Frowning, his eyes suddenly darkened.
At the moment, it seems that they can only solve the problem by fighting with the undead people! Otherwise, it will be difficult to deal with the aftermath.
"Chief of the Undead Clan, just tell me what you want to do! Don't make it so mysterious!" Old man Qingya also looked disgusted with the leader of the Undead Clan. Although he heard the noise outside the cave, he still couldn't stand it.
But he didn't care at all. What kind of trouble could the undead do? It was just blocking the entrance of the cave, probably because they were afraid that they would snatch the dragon bone away after they left.
Rubbing his nose, the old man Qingmi said to the leader of the undead tribe with disdain: "After all, this time, you undead tribe will give us an explanation for Qingcheng!"
"Explain? Is there anything to explain?" The leader of the Undead Tribe sneered, glanced at Old Man Qingmi and others, and said to them calmly: "We Undead Tribe are not used to explaining anything to anyone!"
"Haha, it seems that the patriarch is confident enough to leave us all here?" Old Man Qingya raised his eyebrows and looked at the leader of the undead tribe up and down, looking at him with a half-smile but not a smile.
With a proud look, the sneer on his face couldn't help but become a little thicker, and then he continued: "Chief of the Undead Clan, do you think your poor place can really trap all of us?"
"Whether you are sleepy or not, Elder Qingmi, you will know after you try it!" The leader of the undead tribe had a sneer on his face, looking at the indifference on the face of old man Qingmi, and he was filled with contempt in his heart, as if he knew that they
No matter how hard I try, I can't leave this cave.
Old man Qingya frowned, sneered twice in disbelief, and then said to the undead tribe and others: "That's just right! If I don't give it a try, I really don't believe anything! This will
Go and learn the skills of your undead tribe!"
"Then Elder Qingmi, please do as you please!" The leader of the Undead Clan smiled and nodded indifferently, and then said to the undead aboriginal people around him: "Let's go back and wait for City Lord Ji and Lord Ji.
Elder Qingya and the others have figured it out and come back to talk to us about the next thing!"
Dozens of the undead tribe's aborigines suddenly burst into smiles. They looked at Ji Xiaoyan, Old Man Qingmi and others with disdain, and then followed the leader of the undead tribe toward the depths of the cave for some distance.
, sat down comfortably next to a row of stone benches, looked at Ji Xiaoyan and the others coldly, and saw that they all turned around and headed out of the cave without believing in evil, and everyone's faces continued to sneer...
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Frisman followed Ji Xiaoyan with a grimace and walked all the way out of the cave. He kept complaining in his heart about why he didn't consider that when he came out of Qingcheng, he would have such a useful place after returning to the undead tribe.
I didn't bring more food for a moment! Now it's okay, when I should have shown off, it was because of the problem of eating that I suppressed everything. After this reason spread, I was really too
Shame on you!"
When he thinks of this, Frisman wants to slap himself with photons.
On the other hand, Old Man Qingya and the others had not even thought about what they wanted Frisman to do. What they were thinking about was how to open the exit of the cave, that is, to dig a gap for one person to go in and out.
It’s also a good thing that the leader of the undead clan in the province laughed at them like this.
When they came to the cave again, it was still pitch black. The big mouth of the giant beast that opened when they entered had been tightly closed together, and the gaps between all the teeth fit perfectly, closing the entrance to the cave.
It was so tight that not even a little light came through.
Friesman turned his palm and drew out a green deer-shaped light source from his palm. He walked around the teeth of the giant beast and then said to Ji Xiaoyan with a somewhat grimace: "Xiaoyan, now
But it’s a bit tricky. I thought that after the giant beast shut up, there would be one or two gaps. But now it seems that there are no gaps at all. If I want to use the gap to open the giant beast’s big mouth,
If you open it, I'm afraid it will be a bit choked!"
Ji Xiaoyan nodded, and before opening the card, he saw the old man Qingmi moving beside him.
"Frisman, how do you want to open it?" When old man Qingya heard Frisman's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly and asked her, listening to Frisman's simple thoughts.
After talking about it again and talking about the embarrassing situation that he didn't bring enough food, old man Qingya smiled and said to him: "Why bother? Let's just go and knock out one of the teeth of this giant beast.
Isn’t that enough?”
"Knock one off?" Frieseman turned his head and looked behind him, stretched out his hand and pointed the light source in the direction of the nearest tooth of the giant beast. After taking a closer look, he finally
He said to the old man Qingmi: "Elder Qingmi, look how big this tooth is? How can we knock it off?"
"If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?" Old Man Qingya shrugged, and while calling the disciples of Qingshi Sect to start taking action, he said to Frisman: "Or are you worried about destroying you?
The property of the leader of the undead clan?"
"Elder Qingya, I have nothing to do with the undead clan anymore." When Fleishman heard what Old Qingya said, he suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice to him: "Xiaoyan and I are on the same side.
Yes, since the undead tribe didn’t want me before, then they won’t be my race and rely on me in the future!”
"Are you really willing to give up?" Old man Qingya raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and looked at Frisman with some disbelief, and a look of surprise flashed through his eyes.
This is a question he has wanted to ask many times since he came here! That is to say, now that he has this opportunity, it is appropriate to ask him! Thinking of this, the old man Qingya rolled his eyes and said: "Frisman, you
Look at Qingyu, how many years has it been since the Wing Clan disappeared? But isn't he still thinking and thinking about it? I remember how happy you were when Xiaoyan found the Undead Clan for you...
...."
"I'm so happy! No one wants to be far away from his own race, right? But Elder Qingya, what you don't know is how Xiaoyan disliked me when he brought me back to the Undead Clan! They didn't even let me
I stayed in this undead clan for two more days, and they immediately drove me to follow Xiaoyan! At that time, the clan leader spent a lot of effort to get Xiaoyan to agree to take me away immediately... So...
, from when I didn’t find the race before, to when I found the Undead Tribe, I have always followed Xiaoyan and basically never left, so that will be enough for me in the future! For a race like the Undead Tribe, Elder Qingmi,
What's the point of me coming? They don't regard me as a clan member at all. So if something happens to me in the future, can they count on me?"
Old man Qingya pursed his lips in surprise and looked at Friesman in surprise. He really didn't know how to comfort him! Was there such a thing back then?
"Everyone desperately wants to find their mother clan and live with their clansmen. Isn't it just so that when they encounter difficulties, they can have clansmen to support them and have clansmen to back them up? But what about me?
None, so why do we need the undead? I even gave them the best chance to cooperate with Xiaoyan and become our allies in Qingcheng! But they don’t cherish it themselves and are unwilling, so why should I force it?
?" Frieseman said with a look of regret on his face, his eyes extremely sad.
"What you said is very clear." Old man Qingya nodded with a serious face. After thinking about it, he took a step forward, reached out and patted Frisman on the shoulder, and then faced him
He said earnestly: "It's okay, Frisman. The mother clan is gone, but Xiaoyan is still here. Our entire Qingcheng Alliance is also your backer!"
Frisman immediately laughed when he heard this, nodded fiercely, feeling moved in his heart, and after saying a few words to old man Qingya, he volunteered to act as a torch, holding up the light of Shikako's soul in his hand to illuminate the crowd.
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The disciples of the Qingshi Sect waved various long swords and short knives in their hands, using all their strength to slash at the teeth of the giant beast. However, sparks flew everywhere, but they did not leave any marks on the teeth.
There are no traces, let alone knocking out the teeth of this giant beast!
So after trying countless times, the disciples of the Qingshi Sect could only accept their fate in frustration, shook their heads at the old man Qingmi, and then said: "Elder, our method may not work!"
"If this method doesn't work, then change it again! How about digging from below?" Old man Qingya didn't want to give up at all. He directly gave the order to everyone and looked at the disciples of Qingshi Sect.
They took action again, then thought about it, turned to look at Frisman, and said to him: "Frisman, your original plan was to use ice cubes to seal the mouth of this giant beast.
Spread it open?"
Friesman nodded, he really thought so.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Old Man Qingya asked again. Seeing Frisman's face suddenly turned bitter, he thought about it and changed his words and asked: "If there is enough food, you can really do it.
?"
"That's for sure! Elder Qingya, don't question my ability as an ice mage!" When Frisman heard this, he immediately looked at the old man Qingya with wide eyes and said to him:
"If it weren't for this physical weakness, I would have become the most powerful ice mage on the continent! How can I stand out like now and no one recognizes me?"
This is so cowardly! Frieseman can only swallow this sentence in his stomach, but he dare not say it out and cause Ji Xiaoyan to misunderstand.
Old man Qingya nodded, and then continued to ask Frisman how much food he needed to sustain such a powerful spell. After hearing Frisman report a number to him, Qingya
Old Man Mi immediately ordered all the Qingcheng guards and the aboriginal people of all ethnic groups who came to help: "Everyone, collect all the food you can find and give it to Frisman! As long as you can get out, everything will be done."
It’s all easy to handle! Of course, it’s necessary to leave some food for yourself, but don’t starve yourself to death!”
Everyone laughed a few times when they heard this, and then began to clean up all the food in their packages, handing them over to Frisman bit by bit, watching as several of his food packages were filled with food.
After it was full, old man Qingya asked everyone to stop temporarily, and then asked Frisman: "Is it enough?"
Frisman nodded quickly with excitement. Even if it is not enough, there are still so many aborigines who still have food!
"That's enough. Let's start now. As much as we can do! By then the food will not be enough to open the mouth of this giant beast. We can still go back to negotiate with the leader of the Undead Tribe! We won't lose anything if we try!" Qing
Mr. Mi smiled and encouraged Frisman.
Friesman hummed and immediately glanced at Ji Xiaoyan. After seeing her nod to him, he took a deep breath and said to old man Qingmi with a sacred and solemn expression: "Qingmi"
Chapter completed!