"I never thought that there would be such a serious end," Jiu Li's face turned blue.

He remembered that when he first encountered the exiled Turen contingent, the old Turen cried and asked him to become the guardian of the tribe.

But what about the original guardians of that tribe? The tribe is already in exile. It is self-evident what the original guardian will be, but he didn't think of it at the time.

"In fact, this kind of thing does not need to be reminded by others. You should also be able to think that no matter what kind of force, once it is defeated, the existence of the highest right is generally impossible to run away."

Muria touched his chin. "If you don't want this worst result to happen, then you do everything you can to strengthen your own strength and the tribe you shelter."

"I can……"

"No, you can't. The power of faith is entangled. You have concluded a contract with them. What you can't get rid of, the only option you have now is to lead your tribe to rise."

Muria saw through the little young idea at a glance, making him responsible for a group of Goblin-like tribes, thinking too much, when the unbearable consequences of things, it is normal to think of running the road for the first time .

"I ..." Jiuli had the urge to burst out.

"Don't regret it. Although the nature of your choice is a little bigger, in my eyes, it is a fairly correct choice."

"why?"

"Opportunity and risk are equal. If you take on such a large risk, you will naturally enjoy equal opportunities. Don't you just become a **** in this way?"

"What kind of **** am I? Although you say I'm a **** of earth, I don't feel what kind of change the earth **** has brought to me."

"The reason you don't notice the change in yourself is because the department you are governing is too weak to implement, and it doesn't give you much faith."

In the joy of Muria enjoying the blow and comforting the young earth god, the tribe ruled by the Jiuli earth **** arrived, and then Muria saw the scene he used to see.

When this tribe with just over 300 clan people saw the appearance of their guardians, no matter what identity they were doing, they all faced the position where the dark-haired youth appeared, bowed down, and looked reverently. Extremely.

Even young children who didn't understand anything were bowed down by their parents, and then shouted the name of Jiuli and chanted praises. This is an ancient **** and the scene he likes most.

"I used to ask them not to bow to me, but no one listened to me, so I'll do that for the time being."

He noticed the look of Muria. Jiuli looked at the scene that made him drunk before him, and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

"Without explanation, I can understand your behavior." Muria smiled when she saw some cramped earth gods. "And bowing to the guardian is not a special treatment exclusive to you, it should be the tradition of this race."

"Divine earth god, just want to change the rules of a race that I haven't inherited for many years, is it too arrogant?" Muria smiled and shouted into Jiuli, the giant of the golden scales.

"No, I just want to make some changes. Although they really make me feel comfortable at first, if they do this for a long time, it will affect the efficiency of doing things."

The golden giant took Muria toward the tribal center, and where he passed, the heavy body left a series of footprints on the ground, and then some natives moved towards these footprints.

"Kneeling is the easiest way for humanoids to pay their respects to the gods. What you can do now is to respect the tradition of the Laxia people, go to the top, and finally make changes."

Muria tilted his head slightly, watching the green-skinned Turks kissing the footprints left by Jiuli, chanting praises, with a frantic expression, and judging from the decoration of these Turks, they were still among the tribe. Higher presence.

Muria swept the scenery in front of him, and it was no surprise that he saw a totem pole about seven or eight meters high in the center of the tribe's residence.

"Speaking of which, your tribe is really backward, whether it is construction or weapons." Muria looked around, this is a very primitive tribe.

Totem poles, animal skin tents, wooden weapons, leaf clothing, giant beasts ... everything shows how backward this tribe is.

But the totem poles standing in the middle of the tribe still have huge beasts, indicating that this race or civilization, although they are backward, is not weak.

Although the earth **** occupies one earth word, their essence is ultimately a **** that can use the power of faith. Although it is weak and is not recognized by the true **** at all, the earth **** has accumulated a certain amount of faith and may become the true god.

The civilization that can build giant ships and cannons only occupied an insignificant part of an island. In addition to their prudence, they were also shocked by the native creatures of the world and shocked them.

"The Laxia people's backwardness is caused by various reasons. But in my opinion, the topography restricts them the most."

The giant led Muria into the tribe's largest bark house, a faint vanilla smell came, and did not imagine the unpleasant smell.

"Yes, the terrain of the island is very difficult to breed a civilization of departure, and the exchange of information is too inconvenient, but when I just flew over, I noticed that the Laxia tribes on the island looked very similar in general. This shows that In the distant past, they were unified. "

"That's speculation!" The giant sitting cross-legged looked at the small child.

"Well, there is no evidence, but the results will not differ much. This is based on my experience."

"So, Mr. Mu, you are not a creature of this world, you are like me, but you are from another world, right?" Jiuli's eyes were very sharp, very keen,

"Well, you just realized it now." Muria not only did not show the look that Jiuli expected, but looked at him with a look of surprise.

"Um." Jiuli couldn't help but feel frustrated, but in a moment, his deep curiosity covered his depression. "Mr. Mu, what is your world like?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Muria squinted at Jiuli and looked awkward at the **** of the earth.

"Sorry!"

"Don't apologize, I know that you guys don't have any common sense at all, just pay attention next time. The act of casually exploring other people's world information can be regarded as an aggressive intention."

Muria smiled, and then opened the curtain woven from tiny vines. "I'll just go out and walk around, you deal with your things first."

"I ..." The earth **** who just wanted to say something looked at the dragon who had left the tree house, his face was full of helplessness, and he said the words that were not finished, "There is nothing to deal with!"

The things in the tribe are naturally handled by the native leader. As a guardian, he only needs to listen to the report of the native leader. If there is no war, his existence is like a mascot. Of course, it is also a large buff. No matter what Xiaren does, the efficiency will be improved because of his existence.

"Blood offering!"

Muria, who had left the tree house, strolled under the totem pole, and saw the mottled blood at the bottom of the totem pole, and the strong and pungent blood smell.

His focus is not here. It is normal for the primitive tribe to conduct blood sacrifice. His focus is on the totem pole's pattern. At the very top of the totem pole, he saw the golden scale giant and the blue scale snake man fighting in blood. scene.

"Somewhat interesting." Looking at the natural totem, Muria looked at the nearby Turkmen who had just tried to stop, but was scared by the dragon dragon he released, and could not move. The lines on the totem pole were very grainy. Obviously, the craft of this tribe cannot be completed. The formation of this totem pole has the participation of extraordinary strength.

"Mr. Mu, I'm going home, you ..."

"I'll go with you." Muria replied without hesitation, not even realizing how much trouble his behavior had brought to the young earth **** in front of him.

"This ..." After a long hesitation, Jiuli, who had constructed several kinds of rhetoric, was stiff, and the situation he feared most appeared.

In his eyes, the dragon whose arrival is unknown and at this stage he cannot beat is a bomb that does not know when it will explode. He does not want to bring this bomb to his loved ones, and he does not even want this existence. Into his world.

"Unhappy?" After looking at the expression of the pale youth in front of him, Muria smiled hesitantly, "It's useless to be unwilling, the wings grow on me, no matter where I want to go, you can't stop it . "

"No, I don't." Jiuli explained in a hurry. He thought about it and couldn't stop it. After all, his world and the island world had such a big portal. He couldn't seal it at all. Don't make his world too easy.

"Well ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Then I'll go with you." Muria looked at the compromised teenager. "To make you feel more at ease, let's build a stronger relationship!"

"What's the relationship?" Jiuli, in giant form, asked with surprise.

"I have experienced the taste of being a father, but I have never been a teacher, so is there any interest in becoming my first student?" Muria asked with a smile.

"You ... Are you going to be my teacher?" Jiuli was startled.

"What? Do you think I'm not qualified?"

"No, I ..." No matter how you think, Jiuli feels that Mr. Mu's proposal is full of malice.

"Since it isn't, then it's so determined." Muria's unquestionable attitude was determined, and Jiuli was not given a chance to refuse.

"From now on, I will be your teacher. As a teacher, I will give you a gift as a testimony of our teacher-student relationship!"

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