"Not three days."

Lin Hao took a deep breath, controlled his spiritual power to clear the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said helplessly, "Tonight, the high priest and many elders in the Tengshe tribe will come to take Zhu Ling'er's life and forcefully resurrect the so-called Tengling Saint..." "Now it seems that Zhu Ling'er is the so-called fake Saint they call?"

"These bastards!"

Lin Hao gritted his teeth and wanted to rush out now and kill everyone in the Tengling tribe! But no matter how angry he was, his reason was still sober.

Almost at this moment, suddenly, there were bursts of speech and footsteps coming from the cave outside.

"The high priest, wise and divine, has resurrected the saint whom I, the ancient Tengling tribe, worshipped for generations, and will be remembered forever by the tribe!"

“Is it just remembering it?

You're not cursing the high priest?

The high priest has resurrected the saint, and I am afraid that the saint will be the first to reward the high priest and give the high priest an immortal body!"

"You, I have never cursed the high priest..." "Okay, okay, I know that you are all filial, but don't be too full of words. No matter what, I will wait until we are resurrected tonight before we can talk about the saint!"

"As for whether the saint will reward me, that's the saint's business."

"No matter whether the saint rewards or not, I will definitely resurrect her. Only when the saint appears in the world, I, the ancient tribe of Tengling, can the glory of the ancient times be reproduced!"

"Let's go in with the old man, and go and see if the fake saint's blood has dried up!"

As the crowd was chattering, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to the cave.

Lin Hao had no choice but to take a last look at Zhu Ling'er, and then immediately hid in a crack in the cave with the immortal in the painting, but did not leave immediately, but hid in the crack, quietly waiting for the arrival of the high priest and many elders of the Tengling tribe.

If the high priest wanted to kill Zhu Ling'er... then no matter what he said, he would immediately go out and snatch Zhu Ling'er from these people! After all, Zhu Ling'er was following him into the ancient fairy treasure. It was because he and Jinlong provoked the white tiger that he finally had to act separately from him and leave the ancient city with Jinlong.

Later, it was also because the old woman of the Ji family chased Jin Long that she was also taken to the Tengling tribe.

It can be said that all the experiences of Zhu Ling'er are related to him. How could he watch Zhu Ling'er be killed by the high priests?

Impossible! It's impossible! Lin Hao held a stone on the stone wall tightly, and with a slight snap, he suddenly pinched the stone into powder.

Almost the next moment after he crushed the stone, a group of figures walked in from outside the cave. However, when they came in, most of them remained at the entrance of the cave, only the high priest, Teng Zhong, and two other Teng Ling tribe members who looked like elders followed into the cave.

Lin Hao, hiding in the cracks of the stone cave, immediately held his breath and concentrated his mind, covering himself with demonic energy, and also blocked the immortals in the painting behind him, so that the high priests and others in the cave could not find them.

The high priest and others on the other side walked straight to Zhu Ling'er who was tied to the cross after entering the cave. They checked Zhu Ling'er's pulse and found that Zhu Ling'er was still alive, and her pulse seemed to be stronger than a few days ago... "Hmm?"

The high priest was puzzled for a moment, and at the same time he immediately noticed that there seemed to be a fragrance in the air here, like... the fragrance of medicine?

However, he thought of this. Elder Teng Zhong, who was standing next to him, smiled: "High Priest, tonight, tonight, until tomorrow morning, the Holy Maiden of Teng Ling of our tribe will be resurrected. At that time, Lin Hao and the woman named Xian in the Painting will be useless. After slaughtering Lin Hao, can that woman named Xian in the Painting..." Teng Zhong raised his hand and touched his beard, which was not long. It was something you understood and looked at the high priest in front of him.

The high priest was short and stood in front of Teng Zhong, only to reach Teng Zhong's thighs. Hearing this, he looked up at Teng Zhong and snorted: "Don't underestimate the young man named Lin Hao, even the woman beside him, don't underestimate!"

"That kid can break the mechanical beast of our tribe with one punch. Teng Zhong, I asked you, can you do it?"

"This..." Teng Zhong hesitated for a moment and shook his head helplessly. It was obvious that he could not do it like Lin Hao, and smash the mechanical beast with one punch.

The mechanical beast is the Tengling tribe. It consists of the bones or other parts of the strongest monsters that are hunted every time. It is amazingly powerful when fighting. The young and middle-aged tribe members will not be the opponents of the mechanical beast.

But Lin Hao could break a mechanical beast with one punch.

Even the elders of the tribe were far behind.

"snort!"

"So I said, don't be careless!"

"In the legend of the ancient Tengling clan, since this kid named Lin Hao and the woman named Xian in the Painting appeared, it must not have appeared for nothing!"

Speaking of this, the high priest laughed, and his laughter was full of treacherousness: "It's a pity that the boy named Lin Hao and the woman named Xian in the Painting will never know. The legend I told them is indeed true, but my Tengling tribe will not follow that legend and make wedding dresses for others stupidly!"

"High Priest, is the legendary thing true?"

A tribal elder next to him asked in surprise.

The high priest looked back at the elder, thought for a moment, as if he was thinking about whether he should say these things.

Finally, the high priest let go of the palm of Zhu Ling'er's pulse, put his hands behind his back, nodded at the Teng Zhong and the other two present and said, "Yes, this kind of secret can only be known by every generation of high priests."

"But today, since there are only you and me, I might as well tell you these things."

"This secret legend concerns the true origin of our tribes!"

As he said that, the high priest frowned: "Why, the third elders, the people, I have ordered them to escort the boys and girls over. Haven't they arrived yet?"

"There is only half an hour left before the third update. If the third update and the others are not yet, then I can't say that I will use the blood of his third elder to sacrifice the resurrection of the Saint!"
Chapter completed!