Pingyao strode over and thumped Ye Xi's shoulder, and said excitedly, "I thought you were dead!"

Half a year ago, he heard the team talk about what happened in Nuhe, and knew that Ye Xi had fallen into the Nuhe. He had been sad for a long time because of this new friend. He didn't expect Ye Xi to come back alive!

You know that no one can fall into the angry river and come back alive, if you don't see him with your own eyes, you can't believe it!

Ye Xi smiled and said: "Good luck, luckily not dead."

If Cang Wu hadn't rescued him, he would have been a corpse.

When Chief Gongtao heard the movement, he pushed aside the crowd and greeted him. When he saw Ye Xi's clothes, his eyes were bright. What kind of clothing is this, why has he never seen it?

But now is not the time to talk about this, the chief of the pottery patted Ye Xi's shoulder with a broad palm like a fan, and said with satisfaction, "I just come back safely."

"Brother Ye Xi!"

A crying voice suddenly sounded, and the heavy rain suddenly rushed out of the crowd, lowering his head to pounce on Ye Xi's arms.

Ye Xi's scalp numb, and after avoiding him, he quickly hid behind Chief Gongtao.

He even forgot the trouble.

Fortunately, the old Qingyang clan appeared immediately. His old palm grabbed the corner of the rainy clothes and pulled her aside. He watched Ye Xi's lips trembled: "Brother Ye, I wonder if you have seen my family lose out outside. Wow?"

Those cloudy old eyes were full of hope and invisible pleading.

Chief Gongtao frowned slightly, and pulled the old Qingyang clan to persuade him in a low voice: "Old Qing, Brother Ye only came back from the outside, and how could you just meet with such luck?"

After speaking, Chief Gongtao apologized to Ye Xi again: "Brother Ye, don't mind."

"It's okay." Ye Xi said.

He was silent for a moment when he thought of losing, looked at the enthusiastic craftsmen around him, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go and talk elsewhere."

Chief Gongtao and the Qingyang clan elder were taken aback.

None of the senior officials of Gongtao were stupid, and they keenly noticed that Ye Xi's expression was different. It might be related to the general loss. But looking at Ye Xi's expression, it was obviously not good news.

Chief Gongtao reacted and laughed covertly, and said loudly, "Okay, let's go to the pottery building! Brother Ye returned safely from afar, we must have a good meal!"

He let the tribe people disperse, and then took Ye Xi to the pottery building with a few high-level workers of Gongtao.

The old Qingyang clan looked dull and followed them with trembling lips. When the rain saw this, he no longer entangled Ye Xi. He worriedly took the old father's arm and helped him walk slowly.

In the bright pottery building.

A group of people sat opposite each other around the carved stone platform.

Ye Xi raised up the language in his heart, and then said: "I lost like seeing it outside, he is still alive."

As soon as this remark came out, the elder of the Qingyang clan exhaled immediately, and the whole figure seemed to be collapsed.

The other senior workers were very excited when they heard the words. Many people immediately stood up and asked repeatedly.

"Have you seen Master Ban lose? Where is he, where did you meet him?"

"What did he tell you, why didn't he come back?"

"Does he look okay? Is he injured?"

Chief Gongtao glanced at Ye Xi's clothes while he was excited. There was a glimmer of enlightenment flashing in his heart, and his heart faintly heated up, and he trembled: "You...have found Jiugong? He is in Jiugong?

As soon as this statement came out, everyone seemed to have been pressed the silence button, and all became quiet.

Jiugong, Jiugong, this is the faith of the Gongtao tribe throughout the ages! It is their root!

All the craftsmen cast their scorching eyes on Ye Xi, holding their breath and waiting for his answer.

Ye Xi nodded under the gaze of so much expectation, "Yes, he has found Jiugong, he is in Jiugong."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

As soon as the voice fell, an old Gongtao clan turned red and stood up excitedly, laughing up to the sky.

"Jiu Gong, he has found Jiugong!! It is worthy of a loss, and it is worthy of a loss for our Gongtao tribe!!"

"I knew he would be able to do it, that would be a loss!"

"I can't wait, I want to tell Wus now! Tell them we have found Jiugong! We have found our roots!"

"Found it! Found it..." The white-haired clan elder was crying on the spot, and some people shouted wildly.

Ye Xi didn't understand why they were so excited, and said in shock: "This is..."

Broken Ling, who was sitting next to Ye Xi, was also inexplicable. Seeing a group of potters cried and laughed and went crazy.

Pingyao calmed down his excitement and explained to Ye Xi: "It is said that a long time ago, our Gongtao tribe was established by a group of warriors from Jiugong."

Although he tried to suppress himself, his voice still trembled.

"Legend, and our first chief was a disciple of Taota of Jiugong tribe, so our tribe is called Gongtao."

Ye Xi was shocked: "No wonder..."

No wonder Gongtao is so keen on studying human craftsmanship and technology, that enthusiasm and enthusiasm for research is almost exactly the same as the nine workers now!

Pingyao was still there and said: "The legendary Jiugong tribe has countless strong people. It is a legendary super tribe. The barbarian beast-level battle pets are everywhere, just like ordinary beasts. There are nine towers, and each tower contains countless exquisite skills..."

"When we were still a small tribe of hundreds of people, we thought about finding the roots of our tribe, but we were too weak to go too far~lightnovelpub.net~ countless outstanding pottery warriors died. Outside, there is no news since then, and never come back..."

Pingyao was very embarrassed when he said this, his eyes were empty, as if thinking of something.

This area is too closed and too weak. Although the Nu River Basin is better than the Blackridge Mountains, only a sixth-level fighter has been sent out. With fighters below the fifth level, it is difficult to reach Jiugong across tens of thousands of miles. Reach the sky.

Ye Xi was able to find Jiugong, one is because he was rushed to the vicinity of Jiugong by the Nu River, and the other was because of his amazing luck and inheritance from the ancestor witch. With the strength of the ancestral witch dominoes, he was able to stumble all the way with the strength of a fourth-level warrior. It's tens of thousands of miles away.

And Banzhu certainly didn't have the luck of Ye Xi as against the sky, and he didn't know how he did it. It was indeed admirable. No wonder it was the pride of the Gongtao tribe and the myth of the tribes in the Nu River Basin.

but……

Ye Xi and Duan Ling glanced at each other, he pursed his lips, and decided to wait for the Gongtao people to calm down a bit before talking about the loss.

But amidst the joy and excitement, the Qingyang clan elder has already pulled him to ask, and said with a red face: "Thanks for your hard work, I don't know if my kid is okay at Jiugong?"

"Haha, Jiugong is our ancestral land, isn't it good to lose like this?" A clan elder who has a good relationship with Qingyang clan said with a smile.

Ye Xi struggled in his heart, do you want to conceal the news of becoming a slave, let the Gongtao people live in fictional joy like this.

But in case another rank 6 fighter appeared behind the Gongtao tribe, and hopefully he went to Jiugong.

After thinking about it again and again, Ye Xi took a deep breath and said, "Banzu, he also became a disciple of the tower master."

All the craftsmen were happy again.

"But he... became a slave of Gongtao." Ye Xi closed his eyes and finally said.

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