The patriarch looked at Feng Wuyou with disbelief in his eyes.

Feng Wuyou's proposal is more than just a transaction.

More importantly, in this transaction, he has to survive.

It is not that simple to accommodate people from one clan completely in another clan.

Someone needs to hand over, settle down, and communicate.

Inappropriate, the decision he made at this time was not to find a way out for his tribe members, but to push his tribe members to a dead end.

But now, does he still have the face to survive?

Feng Wuyou said indifferently: "I just said that your life and death should not be judged by me, but should be handed over to your tribe members.

But in my opinion, death is the most cowardly manifestation of a person and a evasion of his own guilt."

"If you really feel sorry for your tribe, leave it for sin and try to make up for it.

Now I say nothing, maybe I am lying to you. When I really get to the Xuanniao tribe, the people of the Xuanniao tribe may regard your tribe members as slaves and livestock, so that they can live a life worse than death. If so, will you feel at ease even if you die?"

"You dare!"

The clan leader glared at Feng Wuyou and gasped.

The reason why they did not surrender to the Great Zhou was because they did not want to be slaves to those with high-ranking surnames.

How dare this woman treat them like this?

Feng Wuyou's expression remained unchanged at all, and he did not see the anger of the patriarch at all: "If you are worried, you should take on your own responsibility and see what the Xuanniao tribe is like, and whether it can really settle your tribe members.

It’s not too late to die when you can really find a place for your tribe members.”

The patriarch still stared at Feng Wuyou, but the expression in his eyes had changed.

Ruzhe also stared at her thoughtfully.

This woman's words were still as unpleasant as ever, but the meaning of the words was that every sentence inspired the patriarch to survive.

Is it because she still needs the patriarch to live so that she can be handed over to the people who choose the God Guard?

Or is it just because the patriarch made a mistake for public opinion that she thought he would not die?

No matter what the reason is, in short, what she expressed is nothing wrong.

She didn't want the patriarch to die for the time being.

The patriarch knelt down and his expression changed constantly, but he could not make a decision.

A moment later, a clan member still spoke out: "Clan leader, if we were not led by you, how dare we go anywhere else?"

They have been accustomed to relying on the patriarch over the years.

I am also used to being the patriarch's decision on everything.

If the patriarch did not come out to lead them, they really didn't know how to deal with people outside.

Over the years, they have only dealt with trees in the mountains and beasts in the forest.

The patriarch was stunned for a moment, sighed a long time, and suddenly bowed to Feng Wuyou: "Thank you, the miracle doctor."

Feng Wuyou raised her eyebrows slightly and said bluntly: "I don't want you to live."

I am a man who knows some medical skills and has always taken the most seriously in life. I hate people who recommend life the most, especially those who attack the elderly and children. I will not hide it from you. You are the kind of person I hate the most."

The patriarch's face turned purple, and then Feng Wuyou said again: "But I can see that your tribe members have been stolen by you and your family. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid they would not have lived for three or two years."

"If I had time to take them back to Xuanniao tribe by myself, I would definitely not keep you."

"But I don't have time now, so I have to save you another life so that you can bring them back to Xuanniao safely."

"This is your duty and your chance to atone for sins."

"While you are still alive, it's better to do more for them, especially so that they can fit into new relationships and not tied to you anymore."

"It's not too late for you to die again."

These words are like a knife, and you are welcome every word.

But the patriarch listened to it without saying a word.

Feng Wuyou's meaning is very simple.

If a person makes a mistake, he will not be able to end it with death.

Only by making up for one's own mistakes can one be called a true regret.

The patriarch didn't say a word, but just prayed to Feng Wuyou.

"When will the person who chooses the God Guard come?"

Feng Wuyou asked.

The person who was in charge next to him subconsciously said, "They sent a pigeon to send a letter and arrived this afternoon."

The barbarians have low civilized levels, but their ability to tame animals is not weak.

At least, there is no problem with sending letters with pigeons.

For example, in such remote tribes, only these small animals can come and go freely.

Feng Wuyou nodded, squatted down, and turned his hands to reveal the golden needle.

"I also want you to send your tribe members to the Xuanniao tribe. Now, let's solve the bug's problem first."

This time, the patriarch did not resist anymore, and Feng Wuyou applied the needle.

After a few injections, the patriarch's stomach gushed, and he opened his mouth and vomited out with a wow sound.

The bright red blood is accompanied by yellow-green gastric juice, which smells bad and indecent.

Feng Wuyou didn't bother to it. After observing it, he took the pulse and then asked someone to shovel the dirty soil away and find a place to bury it.

The insect is very fragile and can only survive in wine and in the internal environment of the human body. When you see the air, you can't even survive for a quarter of an hour.

If you find a place to bury them, they will naturally be saved.

"I don't know what the token the miracle doctor said?"

The patriarch's face was a little gray, but he still remembered what Feng Wuyou said just now.

Feng Wuyou had already thought about it, so he reached out to pick it up on his head and took off a small hairpin.

This trip is quite risky. Feng Wuyou didn't even dare to wear the ebony hairpin given by Xiao Jinglan, and he deliberately stayed with Yan Yun and didn't bring it out.

The hairpin she wore on her head now was not brought by her from Tianlan, but was created by Ji Qing when she arrived in the wilderness.

With Chu Xuan's suit, the barbarians' forging technology are not low, and they can even make things like gold crystal sand with alloys. It is even less difficult to make one or two small hairpins.

The wilderness has abundant iron ore, and this little hairpin is also iron, but some kind of ore that Feng Wuyou doesn't know is crystal clear outside and not ugly.

Feng Wuyou took off the hairpin, and the clan leader immediately frowned.

This thing is too common, and the poorest people in the wilderness can also bear this thing on their heads.

How can such an ordinary thing prove Feng Wuyou's identity?

Just as he was thinking, he saw Feng Wuyou reach out and pull it out on the hairpin.

With a pop, the hairpin was actually divided into two pieces.

A sleeve was pulled out from the tail of the hairpin. The patriarch squinted his eyes and realized that the hairpin had other mystery.

The tail of this hairpin is not a pointed handle, but a wide handle... This is nothing unusual. Many hairpin tails are like this, which is conducive to fixing.

But after pulling out the wide handle, he saw that the real tail of the hairpin was actually in the shape of a small knife.

This knife is different from what they usually see. It looks like a willow leaf, very delicate and delicate.

After being surprised, the patriarch showed a disapproving look.

This thing is indeed special. They will never have it in the wilderness, so it is enough to use it as a token.

But what can this small knife be useful?

Wasting energy on such delicate but useless things is definitely not in line with the way the wild people do things.

Feng Wuyou touched the blade with his thumb.

Most of the things on her body were taken away by Feng Jiaojiao when she entered the Elder's Court. All that was left was the few gunpowder balls that were hidden very secretly. The rest was this little hairpin that was not at all noticeable.

The hairpin looks ordinary, but the blade is specially treated by Ji Qing. It is a small pocket scalpel.

This used to be her favorite thing.

It is also it to save people, and it is also to kill people.

But after calculating, I haven't touched it for a long time.

After becoming the Queen of Fangzhou and Yan, she needed to take action less and less.

After learning to get anatomy, the apprentices in the medical school have already trained many doctors with considerable surgical skills.

Nowadays, she doesn't need to take any surgery.
To be continued...