Quick Transmigration Counterattack: Mysterious Boss, Don’t Tease

Chapter 1209 Half-Beast 62

The northern rain whispered: "We were framed and driven out by the tribe. We are preparing to find a place and start over."

"That's just fine, let's join us."

"can."

With the addition of Bei Yu Yan and Yan Meng, the combat effectiveness of the team climbed. Since the use of the wings, Yan Meng has been killing the beasts much longer than before. Their team no longer has to worry about food.

Now they are picking the last place to settle. After the agreement, they will select a flat land not far from the river. This flat land is high. If you encounter the rainy season, don't worry about being overwhelmed.

After selecting the place, more than a dozen people in the team began to build the house. The wooden house is very simple. These orcs often build houses, which are very fast. In a blink of an eye, a small tribe was established and officially named: Chifeng Tribe.

Yan Meng’s combat power is the most powerful of all, he can fly, he can kill the wolf alone. His hero has been worshipped and recognized by everyone in the tribe.

Yanmeng grew up to become the leader of the Chifeng tribe.

Tribes have migrated around the land, and these tribes were tribes that were hit hard when the volcano erupted. Some small tribes directly rely on their Chifeng tribe.

Some tribes have many tribes, want to annex the Chifeng tribe, and are swallowed by the Chifeng tribe.

The Chifeng tribe grew a little bit, and from the beginning of the small tribe of more than a dozen people, slowly developed into a large tribe of hundreds of people.

Because of the growth of the Chifeng tribe, some tribes in the distance know the existence of the Chifeng tribe.

On this day, an orc from another mountain peaked at the Chifeng tribe and sent an invitation.

In the wooden house in the center of the tribe, ten orcs are gathering together, sitting in the middle of it is a smog. At this time, Yan Meng has faded from the old inferiority.

At this time, he had a majesty and domineering, and he could not see the past from him.

Bei Yuyu sat in his hand, sitting opposite the north rain 是 is Wang Xin, followed by the leaders of various tribes.

"The people of the Dark River tribe came over and invited us to participate in the annual sweet sacrifice. What do you think?" Yan Meng looked sharply at the people present.

"I think it is a good thing, our tribe can participate."

"Yes. Take advantage of this opportunity to let other tribes know the existence of our Chifeng tribe."

"Yes. This is a good opportunity."

......

Yan Meng raised his hand, and the orcs present in the scene closed their mouths.

When he turned his head and looked at the rain, the sharp eyes turned soft and gentle. "North, how do you feel?"

The northern rain blew said plainly; "You are the leader, you make the decision."

When Yan Meng heard her words, it was not unexpected.

I don't know when to start, every time she asks her opinion, her answer will always be such a sentence, but even so, he still habitually ask her.

It is her, a little bit will teach him how to conquer them.

It is she who teaches him how to manage a tribe and how to make the tribe grow.

Everything Chifeng has now, everything he has is given by her. Without her, there would be no Chifeng today, no today’s Yanmeng.

Yan Meng regained his gaze and turned to look at other people. "Since everyone unanimously decided, then this day's sacrifice, we will participate in the Chifeng Department."

(End of this chapter)