"You really destroyed Malop and his group?" After a long time, when Wuqi's mind recovered, Zakura asked in disbelief.

"Of course! You don't look at who I am!" Wuqi raised his head and deliberately thrust his waist. His whole person immediately looked extremely arrogant, but after only one second, he kept his posture, he fell to the ground with a "ouch". Needless to say, it was definitely the moment that had touched the wound just now and he suffered it.

However, none of the natives, including Zakula, laughed. Instead, they looked suspicious at the same time, and some even began to discuss.

"Hey! Are you really fake? He just went there for a day and destroyed such a powerful Malop group?"

"I don't believe it either. I guess he is bragging."

"I think it's like. Children of this age like to brag and make excitement. You see, how could they be so seriously injured?"

"Yes. I guess I was beaten by the Malop Group and escaped!"

"It must be like that."

The discussion became louder and louder, and the originally quiet atmosphere quickly became anxious. In short, almost none of these voices believed in Wuqi, and most of them were sarcastic and sarcastic sarcasm. Although the sounds were different, these discussions were heard one after another, which immediately made Wuqi's ears feel a harshness.

Zakula looked at Wuqi with some disbelief. Although he didn't say anything, he actually wanted to believe his tribe members in his heart.

After all, he had personally experienced the strong strength of the Malop Group, and he had also fought with the three giants under Malop, and never won. This young man named Wuqi actually wiped out the enemies that his clan could not shake in any way. This was really unbelievable and he dared not believe it.

At this moment, a girl's voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears like a sound of nature. It's strange that the sound is actually very light, but it makes everyone hear it clearly, just like a ball of music in noise, which sounds particularly pleasant.

"I believe Brother Wuqi's words!"

As soon as this said, everyone turned their heads and looked at a girl who was only seven or eight years old in the crowd. Her skin was a little dark, but her face was extremely delicate. There were three small braids on the back of her head. The black hair made people feel a very comfortable feeling at a glance. This girl is no one else, but Zakura's daughter, Bala.

Bala?

Zakula slowly turned her head, looking at Bala without blinking, without saying a word, but his eyes seemed to be saying to Bala, "Do you really believe this young man's words?"

Bala suddenly wrinkled his little nose in anger, and his bright little eyes stared at Zakura with a blazing look on his face, "Dad! Even you don't believe in Brother Wuqi? Brother Wuqi will never lie to us. I believe he really drove away the bad guys of Malop. It must be true!"

Little Bala seemed to be doing something extremely hard, afraid that Zakula would not believe it and emphasized it at the end. Zakula's face did not change at all, and she still had a serious face, but a faint tenderness flashed in her eyes, which was a father's pampering gaze for his daughter.

Not long after Zakura was silent for a while, he suddenly turned his head and said to the person who was wearing a mask in the crowd, who had discovered Wuqi at the beginning: "Aku! You can go to Malop's camp now to check if they have really left."

"Yes, patriarch!" The masked man named Aku nodded slightly, and his man immediately jumped up and like a monkey, and he climbed to the top of the tree in an instant. Aku kicked his feet slightly, and his body continued to jump on one tall trees one after another, and disappeared from everyone's sight in a blink of an eye.

"Bala! Thank you." Wuqi, who was half lying on the ground and unable to move, whispered to Bala on the side. Bala immediately put his little head next to Wuqi and said proudly: "Brother Wuqi, how did I perform just now?"

"Not bad! Great! Come on, brother, I'll give you candy!" A white light flashed, and three or four fruit candies immediately appeared in Wuqi's palm. Xiao Bala's eyes immediately lit up, and she grabbed the candy and grabbed it in her hand. Without saying a word, she rushes to peel off the wrapping paper and stuffs it into her mouth.

As the cool and sweet taste of the mint smell came into my mind like a tide, Xiao Bala's little eyes immediately narrowed into two thin lines, "It's so delicious! Thank you Brother Wuqi."

After Aku left, everyone's eyes turned as he went away, and their attention was not focused on Wuqi's body. Wuqi and Xiaobala's small movements were not discovered, but Zakula heard clearly. His nose was almost pissed, but just when Zakula was about to attack, he suddenly heard one of the tribe members shouting: "Captain! Aku is back!"

So fast?

Zakura was shocked and turned around suddenly, looked up at the depths of the forest. Sure enough, he saw a figure who looked like a flying ape shuttle back and forth on the top of the tree. After a few seconds, he came to his approach. "Aku, how about it?" Zakura asked nervously. His mood at this time was also the mood of all the tribesmen around him.

"Clan...Clan leader!" Aku gasped heavily, his chest was fluctuating violently. It was obvious that he was overdrawing his strength. He would come back so soon, and he must have been running for life. Zakula immediately turned around and gave a wink at a clan member. The clan member immediately left the crowd clan and quickly brought a bowl of clear water.

"Aku, don't be anxious, just talk slowly." Zakura said calmly while patting the other person's back, but his heart became even more nervous.

A bowl of water was sipped by Aku, and all the tribe members raised their hearts to their throats at the same time, but Aku's answer almost made everyone feel angry on the spot. He actually touched the back of his head embarrassedly and said apologetically: "Sorry, the patriarch. I forgot where the location of the Malop Group is."

"Pu" Almost everyone fell to the ground at the same time. Zakula was so angry that she almost strangled Aku to death on the spot.

The other tribes around him had already had the intention of beating Aku a lot at this moment, and a huge sense of disappointment suddenly spread in everyone's hearts. But at this moment, Aku's words suddenly swept away everyone's disappointment.

"Hehe!" Aku suddenly smiled evilly and said in a deep voice: "I was just joking with everyone. I want to announce to everyone that all the people from the Malop Group have run away! I have just seen it. There are all dead in those buildings, and there is no one else. There are only some corpses."

As soon as this said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts at the same time. Zakura slapped Aku's forehead unhappily and cursed with an unhappy expression: "You little bastard, you don't even look at the occasion. Should you joke at this time?

"I'm sorry, patriarch, I know I'm wrong. I just want to make a joke to activate the atmosphere." Aku suddenly pretended to be extremely aggrieved, but Zakula's face changed. He pointed to a small river in the distance of the clan and said sternly: "I'll let you joke around. I'll punish you for one month from today to fetch water from the river. Don't be lazy, otherwise the time will double. Let me go now!"

"Yes! The patriarch!" Aku stood up straight and bowed respectfully to the patriarch. The man ran away. He walked far away and kept muttering, "I'm just a joke. The patriarch's punishment is too harsh."

"Aku! What did you say just now?" Zakula's voice came again. Aku trembled suddenly, and he turned around and bowed respectfully to Zakula, and then he ran away in a panic.

Seeing Aku running away in a panic, all the tribes around him burst into laughter at the same time. They were not only amused by the living treasures in Aku, but also were happy from the bottom of their hearts because of the complete destruction of the Malop Group. At the same time, everyone was full of gratitude for Wuqi, a boy from the outside who suddenly came to the clan.

This is how the natives are, their thoughts are extremely simple and cute. When you are their enemy, they will unite all the forces in the clan and fight against you to fight to the death. But if you become a friend of the natives and help them solve huge difficulties, they will treat you as a brother. This kind of favorable treatment is far higher than the treatment of distinguished guests in developed societies. Wuqi is enjoying this supreme treatment at this time.

The table of barbecue, the laughter and joy surrounding the ears, the ancient songs full of indigenous flavor, and the passionate samba dance all immersed Wuqi in happiness.

Zakula and his tribe members finally enjoyed this long-lost happiness again today, and some tribe members even cried excitedly. This was destined to be an unforgettable night. Wuqi was also infected by this simplest happiness for the first time, and he started dancing the samba dance with these indigenous people, which made him very interested.

The long night is long, one night after the next day.

"Little brother, are you leaving now? Let's stay for a few more days?" Zakula said reluctantly, and the faces of several tribe members standing behind him also showed reluctance on their faces.

"Well. I have something important to do. Clan leader, then I'll leave!" Wuqi nodded heavily, turned around and walked towards the east of the clan.

But he heard a cry of "Bala" after walking a few steps, and then he felt his pants legs being grabbed. When he turned around, he saw that Bala's tears were looking at him without blinking, "Brother Wuqi, can you not leave?"

Seeing Bala's sincere gaze, Wuqi's heart was soft, and a strong sense of reluctance immediately spread to his heart. Although he had only been here for a few days, Wuqi cherished this short friendship very much. He also liked Bala very much, which was a very cute little girl, both simple and naughty. Bala gave him the feeling that he was his sister, but soon he became hardened.

He smiled and said, "Bara, my brother must leave."

"No! I don't want Brother Wuqi to go!" Bala pulled Wuqi's trouser legs unreasonably, "Bala! Brother Wuqi still has something to do, why are you so ignorant!" Zakula stepped forward and pulled Bala back from Wuqi's leg.

"Dad is a bad guy! I don't want Brother Wuqi to leave! Brother Wuqi." Bala's crying loudly, Wuqi's heart softened again, but this time he almost instantly returned to his calmness. He smiled and took out a super big bag from the bracelet of the space, put it in front of Bala, and said, "Little Bala, don't cry. Brother is really leaving. From now on, all the candies here are yours."

"I don't want candy, I want brother!" Bala shook her little head stubbornly, but Wuqi resolutely turned around and walked towards the depths of the forest. Bala's heart suddenly became cold. She knew that no matter how much she shouted, it would be useless, and the crying suddenly reached a point that it resounded through the sky.

"Brother! Then you must come back to see me? Bala is waiting for you here!" Until Wuqi's figure had reached a position where Zakula and others could not see clearly, Bala suddenly let out a shocking cry, which was a cry from the heart, both reluctance and strong expectations.

"Bala, I promise you! Goodbye!" Wuqi turned around slowly, waved goodbye to Bala in the distance with tears in her eyes, and Bala also tried hard to wave his hands, "This is an agreement! Brother Wuqi, you can't forget it!"

"I will definitely not forget it! Goodbye! Goodbye Bala, goodbye everyone!"

"Goodbye!" Hearing Wuqi's promise, Bala finally showed a faint smile on her face, as if it was a daffodil slowly in the water, beautiful and charming.

Wuqi left Zakura's tribe, and he finally slowly felt relieved, but at this time, in the northwest that was extremely far away from him, there was a person cursing his name in a huge palace.
Chapter completed!