Although the Demon King was already mentally prepared, he did not expect to be surrounded as soon as he arrived.
The Demon King noticed that these people did not wear much clothing, only a set of white beast clothes with red clothes on the outside. Many of them even exposed their arms, as if they were not afraid of the cold.
At this time, the leader of the group was holding a machete and coldly staring at the two. The Demon King did not show any weakness and raised his head to stare at the other party. Suddenly, his eyes became sharp and the horse he was sitting on suddenly neighed and lost control, wanting to run away.
When the surrounding people saw this, they were surprised. This red horse with a touch of red hair on its head was a famous Hummer in the family. It had experienced countless battles and had never been timid. Even in the case of an avalanche, it could still maintain its calm. But now, it actually showed a frightened look.
This man was not an ordinary person!
At this moment, the expression of the man on the horse's back changed. He grabbed the reins with one hand and clamped his legs together, causing the horse to almost stand on its two legs. The man roared angrily, causing the surrounding snow to tremble. Even Linnai could not help but cover her ears. In an instant, the panicked horse lowered its head and paced back and forth on the spot.
"You are not welcome here!"
The man suddenly said, revealing a fierce expression as he stared at the two.
Although these people all had fierce expressions, they did not emit much killing intent. The Demon King's expression was calm as he asked loudly, "We are looking for this child's relatives, who are also from the High Mountain Tribe."
Hearing this, the surrounding people immediately looked at each other suspiciously. They were sizing up Linnai. The muscular man only glanced at Linnai, then snorted coldly and angrily rebuked: "She's definitely not one of us! None of our tribe members have wandered outside! What are you trying to do! Why are you lying like this! "
The Demon King frowned and said, "That is to say, you are from the High Mountain Tribe. I want to see your tribe leader."
However, the man clenched his teeth and shouted, "Strangers! We have warned you many times! Leave this place! "
They became irritable, and the horse also became restless.
But they had come here with great difficulty, so how could they leave so easily?
"Master, they don't welcome us. Why don't we leave?"
Reina said weakly.
The Demon King shook his head and continued to speak to the burly man, "We have no ill intentions. I just want to find this child's family!"
"How dare you!"
In an instant, the burly man pulled on the reins. The horse immediately neighed and raised its front foot to step on the two men.
The Demon King raised his eyebrows and immediately took a step forward. Although he moved later, he arrived first. He pushed the front of the horse with one hand, and something unexpected happened. He actually overturned the horse and the man to the ground.
The burly man turned over and jumped off the horse in time, landing in a half-kneeling position.
In an instant, the surrounding people drew their bows and looked at the two of them angrily. Both sides were at daggers drawn.
Just as a great battle was about to begin, the brawny man who had landed on the ground suddenly raised his hand and said, "Everyone, stop!"
The moment he shouted, no one dared to act rashly. The brawny man slowly stood up and glared at the Demon King. "Bring them to see the Patriarch!"
… …
The two of them were indeed brought to their tribe. The two of them were brought to the tribe like prisoners.
There were about a thousand people in the tribe. All of them had snow-white hair and wore clothes made of animal skin. The adults and children walked out of their houses curiously and looked at the two outsiders.
They came to the entrance of the village and saw an old man holding a long pipe and smoking on a bench by the road.
"Uncle Lu, where's my father?"
The brawny man suddenly asked. It seemed like he was the son of the Patriarch.
The man called Uncle Lu seemed to turn his head and looked at the Demon King and Reina behind him. He then said, "It's in the big house. Why did you bring outsiders in? Aren't you afraid of being beaten up by your father?"
"These two people said they're from our tribe. I want to bring them to see my father."
The brawny man didn't say much and led the group to the biggest house.
The strange thing was that the houses here were all made of wood. They were all round and had round roofs, like white mushrooms.
Just as they came to the big house, a tall and thin man walked out of the house. When he saw the group, he was surprised.
"Oh, Lingtu. Why are you back so early today?"
When he saw the unfamiliar Demon King and his disciple, his expression changed. He lowered his voice and said, "Why did you bring outsiders back? Do you know what you're doing? "
The brawny man's name was Lingtu. He whispered something into the other party's ear with a straight face. He then turned around and said to the two of them, "I'm bringing you to see the Patriarch now. Behave yourselves. Otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences."
As he spoke, he opened the curtain and entered the house. The Demon King and Reina followed him in. It was very warm inside. The floor was covered with sheepskin carpet. A few older people were sitting on the floor. They seemed to be discussing their plans for the coming year.
When the few of them entered the house, they immediately looked over.
Sitting in the middle of the house was a tall man who looked similar to Lingtu. He still had a head of white hair. Because the people here all had white hair, they couldn't judge their age by the color of their hair. Judging from this person's face, he was probably forty or fifty years old, or even older.
When the Demon King and Reina entered, the house suddenly became silent. Their faces first revealed surprise, then slowly turned to anger.
"Ahtu! Do you know what you're doing?! How dare you bring outsiders into our territory! Are you tired of living?! "
Unexpectedly, the patriarch became furious. He sat down cross-legged and angrily slapped the ground. With a bang, a terrifying force burst out, and the whole house shook for a moment.
"Father! This little girl said she's our clansman … "
"Nonsense! We don't have any clansmen outside! "The Patriarch was very angry. His beard flew to the side and his hair stood up.
Lingtu frowned and fell silent. The Patriarch stood up. The elders sitting on the ground all turned around and moved to the side. He walked in front of the Demon King and Reina.
The Patriarch was very tall, at least two meters tall. He was even taller than Lingtu.
He looked down at the two and said in an imposing manner, "This is our territory. We don't want our lives to be disturbed by the outside world. Please leave immediately. I will have my clansmen send you down the mountain and prepare enough food for you. Don't disturb us in the future."
As he said this, he looked like he wanted to chase them away. However, the Demon King didn't have any intention of leaving.
"I'm here to find this child's relatives. I believe they are in your tribe." The Demon King said.
The Patriarch frowned. His face was as gloomy as the sky.
"I said before that we don't have any clansmen outside. Please leave. I don't want to say it a third time, stranger."
He slowly placed his hand on the Demon King's shoulder. The Demon King's expression didn't change. He said, "I hope you can help me find this child's relatives. At the very least, you have to find evidence that she isn't from the High Mountain Tribe."
Hearing this, the veins on the Patriarch's hand bulged. An earth-shattering force pressed down on the Demon King's shoulder.
However, two seconds later, the Patriarch revealed a shocked expression. The man in front of him was actually able to withstand his power without moving at all. He stood there like a mountain.
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