"Bang!" At this moment, everyone on the deck heard a crisp sound from Bi Beiqi's cabin, where he was recovering from his wounded cabin, and they immediately ran over.

"Uh? You, you..." Seeing everyone in one after another, Bi Beiqi, who was pale, lying on the bed and smiled bitterly: "Big, why are you all coming in? Haha, I just wanted to drink water, but I accidentally touched the water bowl next to me. It's useless."

"Oh, brother Bi, if you want to drink water, just ask the fat man to come and feed you?"

Fatty Zeng said as he found a new bowl of water. At this moment, Bi Beiqi narrowed his eyes and saw the broken spear in Guan Heng's hand. He whispered: "It's weird, why do you look so familiar? Brother Guan, can you show me that?"

"Okay, since you are awake, I'm going to let you identify it." Guan Heng said this and handed over the broken spear: "Look, is this a weapon cast by the Weishui tribe?"

"Uh... I'll take a look." Bi Beiqiu was in a coma day and night. Now, he had just woken up for a short time and seemed a little unsatisfied. After looking for a while, he said affirmatively: "Yes, this is the weapon cast by our Weishui tribe, and it is used for warriors in the clan, but..."

When he said this, Bi Beiqi paused for a moment before continuing to speak: "But these weapons have been stolen for a long time."

"You mean, stolen?!" Seeing the questions in Guan Heng and everyone's eyes, Bi Beiqi wanted to explain a few words immediately, but couldn't help but breathe: "Hu...hu...hu...hu..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, come and drink some water first." Fatty Zeng quickly handed the water bowl to the other person's lips: "Take it slow."

"Gudu, Gudu."

Bi Beiqi Lian drank two sips of water before breathing evenly breathing, and then said, "I also hold a small position in the clan, which is to monitor all the cast weapons and the general manager of the warehouse. However, a year ago, the clan encountered something strange."

According to Bi Beiqi, in the late autumn of the New Year, a group of weapons and armor had just been cast and counted the number of weapons and armor and were sent to the warehouse. At this time, a large group of wild monsters suddenly attacked the settlement of the Weishui tribe.

It was a very common thing for monsters to attack human villages. Everyone got used to it and immediately began to organize effective resistance and counterattacks. The monsters and the people of the Weishui tribe soon fell into a stalemate.

But at this moment, Bi Beiqi and three other companions who were guarding the warehouse were attacked and were subdued by more than a dozen black-clad, masked red-angry strong men suddenly appeared and subdued. The other party snatched the key and opened the warehouse door. Bi Beiqi watched them move away a large number of soldiers, but he couldn't figure out how these guys sneaked into the important area of ​​the tribe.

After stealing the armor, the masked men immediately attacked Bi Beiqi and his companions. By chance, at that time, his brother Bi Nango appeared and shouted desperately to capture the thief. The guys were afraid of falling into the siege and immediately escaped and disappeared without a trace.

However, all of his companions died tragically, and only Bi Beiqi's heart was lucky enough to be rescued because he had fallen a little bit.

"Okay, the clan leader was furious and went everywhere to investigate the whereabouts of the thieves, but there was no clue."

Bi Beiqi said at this time: "The reason why I can recognize that this broken spear belongs to the stolen weapons is because when I was the warehouse manager, I would leave my clan's emblem and secret notes on all the weapons and armor equipment. Look, it's here."

Speaking of this, Bi Beiqi pointed to a place on the spear, and then everyone suddenly realized.

Agou pondered for a while, then slowly said: "In this way, someone used the stolen weapons of the Weishui tribe to fight with the guys on the Mudu tribe's ship, and even destroyed the other party."

"This group of people is definitely not from the Weishui tribe."

Bi Beiqi shook his head and said, "Our patriarch Xu Fei has always strictly ordered the tribes to avoid fighting with the Moudu tribe. Even if he encounters the other party, he will take a detour. "Absolutely, you must not give the other party an excuse to start a war." This is a sentence that the patriarch often says."

"Then as you say, Clan Xu is too weak. What if he is bullied by someone?" Tian Lin couldn't help blurting out this sentence, and Guan Heng immediately glared at him. She quickly covered her mouth: "I didn't say it."

"Haha, the young people in our clan all have the same feeling."

Bi Beiqi sighed at this moment and continued to speak: "But the clan leader is also under great pressure, because this year the copper mines in our Songguo Mountain are almost completely mined, and the copper veins are dry and there is no ore. The source of life of our clan will be greatly reduced. If the clan members cannot even eat enough, how can they have the strength to fight?"

"In addition, the Moudu tribe is indeed arrogant and rude and often provokes us. However, the Songguo Mountain Weishui tribe has been in the local area for hundreds of years and has the confidence that if the other party is determined to start a war, he will not get any benefits. Instead, he will suffer a great loss. No one will do such thankless things."

When Bi Beiqi said this, he looked at everyone again: "But the Moudu tribe has made many small moves in secret, just like this time when they attacked us secretly and snatched our tribe's secret treasures. They can do such things."

"Speaking of this, the people in the Moudu tribe are all bloodthirsty madmen. As long as they get involved, most of them will be in a situation that will last forever." Fatty Zeng said at this time: "That's why I will remind you to be careful."

"Hmph, no matter how careful you act, you can't compare to a hard fist." Agou said slowly with his shoulders in his arms, "Guan Heng, what do you think?"

"Hehe, Brother Agou said this in a domineering manner." Guan Heng sneered at this time, pinching his fist and making a sound: "The muds of the Moudu Tribe are not three heads and six arms. How about they compare to the Poison Dragon Valley Tribe? They are still destroyed by us."

"Haha, the two brothers said it well." Tianlin glanced at Fatty Zeng with disdain: "Fat Brother, you are too brave. Isn't it just a small Mudu tribe? It angered my brother Agou and Brother Guan, and they will only have one end, that is, they will be killed to the scum."

"Ahem... so fierce." Bi Beiqi lay on the sickbed and looked at Tian Lin's proud look, and his heart began to tremble: "In my opinion, this elder sister's aura is even more powerful than the black-air domineering person. She can't be bothered or irritated."

"The broken ship and the lost weapons of the Weishui Tribe can only be put aside for the time being." Guan Heng touched his chin and said, "Brother Bi, we are about to abandon the ship and land on the shore to Songguo Mountain. I think nothing is important to send you safely back to the Weishui Tribe's settlement."
Chapter completed!