The people of the Tongma tribe were attracted by the movements on the leader's tent, and they slowly surrounded them, regardless of gender, age.

After being defeated just now, the elders of the tribe also complained about the leader, and the families of the soldiers who died in battle and captured were even more intriguing.

Not to mention that there are several other people in the clan who are not inferior to the leader's methods, and they are eyeing them.

The bald leader finally suppressed the development of the situation with his years of prestige.

The panicked bronze horse tribe can no longer withstand the storm.

But at this moment, the maid's scream of horror came from the leader's tent.

Then the guards who staggered out of the tent, staggeringly ran out of the big tent.

Everyone couldn't help but have a question in their hearts, what is the leader doing?

Could it be that it was because of the defeat in the war and killed two maids to vent their anger?

Such a thing is not impossible.

Once, the leader suffered a loss at the hands of the Tiantong tribe. A maid said the wrong thing, angered the bald leader and was dragged out and beheaded.

After such a big defeat today, the loss of troops and generals was lost, and the reputation among the clan plummeted.

If the leader really starts anger and kills people on the spot, it is not impossible.

"What happened?"

Everyone came to the chief's tent with such questions.

Let’s talk about the guard who rushed out of the leader’s tent, howled like crazy all the way, and rolled and crawled into the big tent where the tribe’s elders were.

The elders of the clan were discussing how to deal with the aftermath and were quarreling over the position of the leader.

Among these clan elders, there are many supporters of bald leaders, but there are also fans of others.

Where there are rights to fight, there will be cliques, and not everyone is for the benefit of the tribe.

How can one not fight for oneself if one is not punished by oneself, and what is beneficial to oneself, how can one not fight for things that are beneficial to oneself?

The bald leader is not good at getting off the battlefield and has suffered such a big loss. It is a good time to force the palace to be forced to do so. How could they miss it?

The guards stumbled in and immediately disrupted the entire tent. All the clan elders stared at him strangely.

"It's so chaotic, what a moral!"

A clan elder slapped the table with a slam, glared at the guard, and snorted in his nose, "What's the matter, so panicked?"

However, everyone did not blame him, because the elders of these tribes knew that these guards were all elite confidants around the leader, and they still understood the rules.

If something big hadn't happened, I wouldn't have even rushed in without even reporting it.

All the clan elders looked at the guard with their eyes in unison, with their eyes full of suspicion and blame.

It is no wonder that the clan elders are talking about the tribe's major events, which are related to the future of everyone in the tribe, which is not a joke! But they were interrupted by the guards in a panic, and everyone's faces were a little annoyed.

If the guard couldn't tell a word, he would probably not have the best results.

"No...no, no, no, no, clan elder!"

The guard kneeled on the ground, not because of any ritual, but because his legs were already scared to his weakness.

He was able to keep running here, but he had already used all his energy to get out of his breasts before he could barely come.

At this time, there was no extra effort to support him to continue standing.

He looked pale, panicked, and trembled when he spoke, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

When the elders of the clan saw him with such an expression, they couldn't help but feel a sudden surprise. What's wrong with this... "Tell me quickly!"

An old clan frowned, stared at him, and urged him sternly.

"Chief, leader, leader... die, die!"

The guards were incoherent, and their noses and tears were so scared that they were flowing all over the floor. He would never forget the scene when the leader's head was taken away.

"What?

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As soon as these words came out, everyone in the seat was shocked.

All the clan elders couldn't sit still, so they stood up and looked at him like a ghost.

However, when sentient beings were in various ways, when they heard the news of the bald leader's death, the faces of the clan elders present had subtle expressions and were different.

The elders of the bald leader's sect were naturally shocked and unbelievable. The bald leader was bound to their interests. They resisted the opposition and maintained the status of the bald leader because of the interests.

But no one expected that the bald man who was alive just now was dead in a blink of an eye.

Who dares to believe it?

No one can believe it! As for the clan elder who supported the change of the leader, he was shocked and looked gloating.

It is no wonder that according to the reputation of the bald leader in the clan and the efforts of these clan elders to ensure that his position as the leader would probably not be deprived.

But now, this guy died inexplicably, which was a god-given opportunity! All living beings have one expression and are full of wonderful things.

"You...what did you say!"

An old man from the White-Brow clan walked forward two or three steps, grabbed the guard's collar, and looked at him fiercely, with flames spewing out of his eyes, as if he was going to kill someone, "Say it again!"

This clan's elder is the bald leader's uncle, and he has a relationship of interest that is prosperous and both rich and lose.

If the bald leader suddenly dies, it means that the bronze horse tribe will change the sky.

The sky is about to change, so the forces in the clan cannot be reshuffled?

The interests of the clan are re-divided, I am afraid that he will not even be able to match the soup next time, so how can he not be in a hurry?

"Chief, die, die, die..." The guard was already scared, his eyes dumbfounded, and his mouth kept murmuring.

Seeing that he couldn't ask any information, the old man from the White-Brow Clan hummed with a grudge and threw it to the ground.

"Let's go to the leader's tent and see what happened!"

With a wave of his hand, many old men of the tribe came out one after another, and everyone wanted to know what was going on.

Is everything true as the guard said, the bald man is dead?

However, the leader's tent was covered with shadows, and a familiar faint smell of blood that was confused in the air.

All of them proved what the guards said, and it was not bad at all.

The elders of the bald leader's sect had a very difficult expression on their faces. They walked towards them with a gloomy face.

Although the other tribes' faces remained gloomy, there was a little more joy in the depths of their eyes.

Because everyone knows that once the leader dies, the people he supports will have the chance to take office.

The crowd was surrounded, but strangely, the air seemed to solidify, and the surroundings were terriblely quiet.

There is only the breathing of the tribesmen, whether deep or shallow, but there is no noise at all, which is very strange.

Seeing that the clan elders arrived, they took the initiative to make way.

The clan elders strode in. Before they even stepped into the tent, they smelled a strong smell of blood, filling the entire tent.

The scenes in the big tent make people's eyes even more bloody! The bald leader who lost his head still sat in a lazy sitting position.

The muscles all over his body had long since lost their vitality and became stiff, like a statue without a head.

A maid looked pale and fainted by his side.

It seemed like a blood rain had fallen around. Looking up, the top of the tent had been dyed red! "This..." Such a strange death was the gloating clan elders, who could not help but be frightened when they saw this scene and could no longer laugh.

The extremely strange situation in front of me made everyone present feel creepy.

Only then did the elders of the tribe understand why such a big thing happened, when they arrived just now, the scene was so quiet that there was no sound at all.

Seeing such a strange and weird scene, even the clan elders dared not breathe loudly, let alone ordinary clan members?

He was still a living leader just now, but in a blink of an eye, he died suddenly in less than a cup of tea! And even his head was taken away, and his death was miserable.

What the hell is going on... "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Among the crowd, there were also soldiers who followed the bald leader to the Tiantong tribe to kill. Seeing this scene, they started to wail in great fear.

He hugged his head tightly with his hands, and the pain and fear on his face were shocking.

He knelt on the ground with a thud and kept kowtowing, his voice trembling terrible: "It must be because he offended the goddess of Wuxiang Sect that caused such a disaster!"
Chapter completed!