Seeing Abalaha's head lying quietly in the jungle, her eyes were as open as a copper bell, and the corners of her eyes were almost cracked, Tobulmei felt as if she was pulled hard by a hand. Her eyes turned red and tears suddenly fell down.?                                                                                              �

Tobulme rushed over, grabbed Abaraha's head, and cried bitterly.

"He is a wise man, a respectable old man..." Tang Jie looked surprisingly solemn, and he supported his upper body with his arms, and slowly murmured on the stretcher, "He shouldn't have such a result."

"Who killed him?" Tobulmey hugged Abalaha's head in front of his chest, shouted loudly, and searched everywhere with his eyes unstoppable, as if looking for the murderer who killed Abalaha.

Tobulme lost his parents since childhood and grew up beside Abalaha. Although Abalaha was not her father, he treated her like his biological father. Tobulme respected him in his heart as much as his own parents, as he respected the goddess Mavi.

Seeing Yabalaha's two parts, Tobulme's voice was shrill and angry, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Saiya, Yoni and even Hank knew that they were not the murderer, but facing such gazes, they also trembled in their hearts and did not dare to look at them.

"Have the tragedy of our tribe finally arrived on the head of the Kokortan tribe?" Dadama looked at Tobulme silently, and the feeling of sadness arose in his heart.

Dadamama could understand Tobulmei's sorrow and pain, but others didn't understand it very well. Hank listened to Tobulmei's crying loudly and couldn't help but whisper: "Hell, whisper, aren't you afraid of ambushing around?"

Although what he said was reasonable, Toblem seemed to have not heard of it and still cried bitterly.

"Take me over." Tang Jie frowned and said in a low voice to Saiya and Dadama.

Dadama looked back at Tang Jie, frowned instinctively, but he still carried the stretcher to Tobulmei's side.

Tang Jie came to Tobleme, stretched out a hand and pressed it on Tobleme's shoulder: "Do you want to know who killed him?"

More than ten thousand words of comfort would work. Tobleme stopped crying and said with bloody eyes: "Do you know who it is?"

Tang Jie stared straight at Topurme and said frankly: "I don't know who it is, but I know that if you keep crying like this, you will definitely never know who killed Yabaraha!"

Tobulme was not an unreasonable stupid person, but was just blinded by anger and sadness. When she heard Tang Jie's words, she bit her lip. She wiped her eyes, hugged Abalaha's head and stood up: "You are right. We should speed up our pace. It is very likely that the foothold of our tribe in the Holy Mountain has been destroyed!"

After saying that, Tobleme nodded to Tang Jie and signaled that she was fine, but her eyes were still full of pain.

Tang Jie looked at Tobleme with a smile: "You are a strong warrior who can handle everything well, right?"

Tobulme smiled reluctantly, then turned around and cut off a piece of strong but slender rattan with a knife, hung Abalaha's head around his waist, and walked quickly to the front.

The team started moving forward again, even faster than before.

"How did Yabalaha die? Who killed him?" These two questions tortured her in Tobleme's mind like a devil, making her unable to calm down.

The scimitar in her hand was waving frantically, slashing all obstacles in front of her.

Saiya was carrying the stretcher, but her eyes were staring at Tobleme's irritable figure. She whispered to Tang Jie: "Are you sure she is okay? Are you sure that anger and sadness will not penetrate her eyes and put us in a dangerous situation that will never be restored?"

Tang Jie looked at Tobleme and said with a smile: "It's okay, I believe she is not a person who will easily be conquered by anger and hatred."

Tang Jie's words were not loud, but they could be heard by everyone in the entire team.

Hearing this sentence, Dadama subconsciously looked back at Tang Jie. She felt that the sentence seemed to be directed at her, full of sarcasm.

When Tobrmei heard this, she was shocked and slowed down.

"Calm down, Tobleme, you must be calm!" There was a voice in Tobleme's heart shouting loudly. She patted her cheek with her hand, and kept repeating her name in a low voice, allowing herself to calm down slowly.

Soon, Toblem took a deep breath, and the pain, hatred, anger and sadness in his eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by calmness and calmness.

Tobulmei looked back and saw Tang Jie half-lying on the stretcher, his dark eyes as deep as stars were staring at her.

For some reason, Tobulmei felt much more at ease when she saw these eyes. Her calm, wise, confident and resolute eyes reminded her of the big hand that had been pressed on her shoulder before.

Warm, strong, powerful, strong, as if there is no problem he cannot solve.

This time, Toblem nodded slowly and signaled to Tang Jie again, indicating that he had no problem.

Tang Jie saw Tobleme's gaze, smiled, and then said to Saiya: "Look, I said she can solve it herself, right?"

Saiya glanced at Tang Jie meaningfully and said in admiration: "I believe more and more in my judgment."

Tang Jie smiled and glanced at Saiya: "What's the judgment?"

Saiya smiled and said, "You must be a big shot!"

"oh?"

"With your eloquence, wisdom, and your unique personal charm, even if you are powerless, you can still attract many people to come to you and serve you. What's more, your courage has been engraved into your skin and into your soul. Therefore, people like you, even if they don't have a career now, will definitely achieve something in the future!" Saiya said confidently.

Tang Jie smiled unanimously.

Saiya looked at Tang Jie's expression and said, "It seems that your expression tells me that as you said, you have achieved a great cause, and I am curious about a question now."

Tang Jie raised his eyebrows: "What question?"

Saiya looked at Tang Jie, her eyes wandering on his bronzed skin full of hard lines: "What I'm curious about is, what kind of career have you achieved?"

Tang Jie laughed: "You will know sooner or later."

The conversation and laughter of the two people significantly eased the originally depressed atmosphere, but the uneasiness suppressed in Toblem and Dadama's hearts always existed, like a ghost entangled around everyone.

The more they walked towards the top of the mountain, the more corpses they saw, there were warriors in black armor and natives in animal skins. Some of them wrestled together and kept fighting to death, while others were extremely heroic, making people's scalp and blood boiled when they saw it.

A black helmet warrior had a long wooden spear inserted into the helmet. The wooden spear was deeply embedded in the big tree behind the black helmet warrior, so that the warrior still stood to death, and maintained the posture of a flat iron spear in his hand. Two penetrating natives hung on the iron spear. The one in front of the two natives held a short knife in his hand, and the entire blade part of the knife was completely penetrated into the neck of the black helmet warrior.

The natives behind him held a spear in their hands, the wooden spear that pierced the head of the black helmet warrior and nailed him to a big tree.

Tang Jie looked at this scene and a scene appeared in his mind: two natives, one with a knife and the other with a spear, attacking a warrior frantically. The soldier used the iron spear in his hand to pierce the two brave indigenous people at the same time, but he did not expect that the natives whose chest was pierced did not lose their courage and strength because of severe damage. They still used the weapons in their hands to attack the black helmet warrior with a fatal attack, and eventually died together.

Quietly in the jungle, Tobulmei and Dadama looked at the battlefield where blood was mottled and corpses were scattered, their eyes were bloody, and the muscles on their cheeks were bulging like steel bars because of their hard biting.

Tang Jie and others could not say a word when they saw this scene. The tragic tragedy here could no longer be described in words.

After walking up more than a hundred meters, there were more and more corpses and denser. Obviously, the tribes had been attacked at the place where the Holy Mountain was settled, and the two sides fought bloody battles in this place.

The natives had a good advantage in the Holy Mountains, but the other party had hard armor and sharp weapons. The bodies were still mostly natives, and about five natives could kill a black helmet soldier.

But what made Tobulme and Dadama the most painful was that they lifted the helmets of these black helmet soldiers and found that they were all six people from Nanda, which means that they were killing each other from beginning to end!

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?" Tobleme shook in pain. She didn't expect that the enemy would dare to go deep into the Holy Mountain to chase them, because even though they invaded the Ponder Empire of South University 6 several times invaded the South University 6, they just briefly followed the six people of South University who fled into the Holy Mountain, and did not dare to rashly enter this dense jungle.

Dadama found that they finally came to the altar of the tribe in the holy mountain, but it had turned into ashes, corpses everywhere, statues of knocked gods and thatched huts burned into ashes.

"It seems that our pace is still a step slower." Tang Jie sighed, "But I think I should know who they are."

"Who are they?" Dadama turned around like a gust of wind in Tobleme, staring at Tang Jie.
Chapter completed!