Yan Mo is still thinking about what the white smoke is. Does he want to avoid it?

  The Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers have surrounded the place, "Hiss! What is this?”

  "There's something down here. What's in it?"

  “Get out of the way! Show me!”

  “Go away! Don't you want to die? Do you know what's in there?” Roared the Chief of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers.

  "There's something in it! There is!”

  After a lot of confusion, there are only a few high-level people in front of the white smoke table and Yan Mo who just came here.

  There is no white smoke. Yan Mo looked at Yan Xiaole with a smile.

  Yan Xiaole looked down and seems to be confessing as the one who has done something wrong.

  The corner of Yan Mo's mouth was raised. It was this semi-god indeed.

  The elder suddenly said, "You are very powerful. We have always doubted what is in these rectangular tables, but no one could open it."

  Yan Mo followed the old elder's eyes and look at Yan Xiaole.

  Yan Xiaole seemed a little shy like a child who has done something bad.

  No one blamed him. Everyone was curious about what was inside.

  Yan Mo also came close to the hole in the finger bone and looked in. There was something in it.

  Finally, Yan Xiaole smashed down with a few fists and smashed the table with a huge hole, so that everyone could see the contents thoroughly.

  It's like a thick pool of liquid.

  One of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers got a little bit on his paw with curiosity, but suddenly he screamed when he saw that the liquid would automatically spread to his paw.

  Yan Mo tried to use The Guide to find out what it was, and was told it was an artificial compound, not in the scope of The Guide.

  At this time, the right paw of the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers warrior has been wrapped in a layer of silver like metallic and non-metallic objects.

  Liquid metal? Or active metal? Yan Mo guesses.

  Both the chief and elder are trying to "rescue" the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearer, but no one can get the layer down from the claw.

  It's time for Yan Mo to play. He went ahead and let the warrior calm down. Then he touched the object with your hand and scan its shape in his brain.

  When the young sapling saw this group of things, he made a startling noise, “I have seen it! It is one of the weapons of the gods from outside the sky, and this thing appears in the blood memory of the ancient gods. "

  Yan Mo: do you know how to use it?

  The sapling was very excited. All the branches were up. “Give me some time!"

  Yan Mo realizes that he needs to go back to the outside and light up the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers - he doesn't need to do this, but he needs to let the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers know that he saved it: "I sacrifice with my energy, may this Chuan Shajias warrior break away from the shackles of this liquid active metal."

  As soon as the sound fell, the object that enveloped the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers warrior was like a living thing, and then it changed into a fluid state again and fell to the ground.

  Now, no one dares to touch this thing anymore.

  Yan Mo's eyes were shining, and he said to Yan Xiaole with his soul power, "Well done!"

  Yan Xiaole: “Ah?" I don't know why, but I'm a little happy.

  Yan Mo simply told him, "This is a good thing. I'll tell you later."

  Yan Xiaole looked at the other tables. Do you want me smash them all?

  *

  It has to be said that Yan Mo's move really shocked the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers once again.

  I don't know who was murmuring: “It's really the priest, only the Great Witch of mankind can do this."

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  Xiao Sha and other Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers see that Yan Mo's eyes have changed. What a magical brother!

  “It's a demon magic brought by the God of heaven. Don't touch it for a while if you don't know how to use it. I'll ask the God sacrifice how to deal with it. If there is any result, I'll solve them." Yan Mo opened.

  The chief subconsciously thought that the liquid was extraordinary, but he didn't know how to use it. At the same time, he was a little afraid. Hearing this, he said, "We won't move it."

  Yan Mo thinks it's the best time to restore his original appearance. He slowly removes his disguise while talking.

  “Look at me, you guys. The Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers can evolve, but some are fast, some are slow. And the little Chuan Shajias, who are supposed to be deformed, are the best proof of our evolution. But evolution will take time, because your long-term life is underground, and you don't have much contact with the outside world, coupled with insufficient food and other problems, your evolution will become very slow. And I, on the other hand, evolved to be a real human. "

  Yan Mo showed his true colors.

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers face were dull.

  The chief stared at him for a long time, and the speed of the big tail slapping the ground accelerated, "You……"

  "Your offspring can also become this in the future. As long as they have good living conditions, the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers can also evolve from semi intelligent creatures to real intelligent creatures. You will be able to walk upright, you will be able to produce and use various tools, and you will be able to do a lot of things."

  "How long will it take?" the chief said

  “First, it's very rare, and then it will be increasing slowly. Originally, evolution would take tens, millions or even tens of millions of years, in short, it would take a long time. But with me, I can help you to stabilize the deformed children who should have died, so that they can live to adulthood, live to old, and have a healthy next generation. Generation after generation, your evolutionary journey will be greatly shortened. "

  The chief hissed and he seemed to be angry: "You were not rescued by Xiao Sha, you came to us intentional!"

  “It's not intentional, but I feel very kind to Xiao Sha and you. I think you should have a certain blood relationship with me. It's just because you misunderstood the Jiu Yuan because of the influence of Miao Xiang. So I pretended to be rescued by Xiao Sha and came to you." Yan Mo's bullshit-Ed through the whole thing. With his willpower, in the era where it is impossible to verify whether there is Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers gene in his blood line gene, no one can clear him down in any nonsense he wanted to spew.

  Xiao Sha let out a loud cry from below, and it didn't react until now, "You lied to me! You liar!”

  "Shut up!" the chief scolded Xiao Sha.

  Yan Mo turned his head. “I didn't cheat you. I saved you. I wanted to know your family, I was brought back by you. And did I hurt you when I came here?”

  Xiao Sha was mute. Yan Mo not only didn't hurt them, but also saved many of their companions. Now he has passed the three checkpoints left by the original Master and become an important person who can affect the life and death of the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers.

  “But, but the Jiu Yuan chief is very bad!” Xiao Sha still remembers Yuan Zhan torture

  Yan Mo, "Oh, don't forget, at that time you also wanted to attack him. Would you be kind to the enemy?"

  Xiao Sha: "Hiss!" you're right, I can't say…… you!

  Yan Mo once again turned his head to the Chief of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers and elders and asked sincerely, “Miao Xiang said that the Jiu Yuan was her enemy, and she ordered you to attack the Jiu Yuan people. But have the Jiu Yuan people killed any of you so far?”

  The chief and elders look at the other person. Is this problem a little complicated?

  Their original idea was very good. They hoped that Yan Mo, a member of the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, could become the Master of the underground city through the checkpoint, then control the underground city, and close the 6th floor to the 12th floor to prevent other creatures except the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers from entering and leaving.

  In this way, they can wait for Miao Xiang and the Jiu Yuan to finish their fighting, and then judge whether to come out according to the situation.

  If the Jiu Yuan wins, and Yan Mo knows the Jiu Yuan people, he can help them talk with the Jiu Yuan people and let them continue to live here, even if on the surface they continue to protect the underground city. Anyway, if they want to live here, it is equivalent to guarding the underground city.

  If Miao Xiang wins, they will fight with him for the benefits of the underground city and the desert that can decompose all energy. Maybe life will be more difficult than before, but they will be able to survive.

  But now, they think that just like them, they was the deformity man of the Jiu Yuan, who is the priest of the Jiu Yuan people? And this man seems to want them to join the Jiu Yuan?

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers are confused. Let's look at the chief and elders together.

  At this moment, grey scale elder asked the question that everyone wanted to ask: "Do you want our family to join the Jiu Yuan?"

  "Yes," said Yan Mo

  "What's the good for us to make us join the Jiu Yuan?" the elder is also straightforward.

  Yan Mo likes its straightforwardness, “As the only priest of the Jiu Yuan, I can guarantee you that as long as you join the Jiu Yuan, and first, you and other people of the Jiu Yuan have the same rights and obligations."

  "What is right and what is obligation?"

  "What the people of the Jiu Yuan can enjoy, you can enjoy. Including your offspring can learn all the knowledge of the intelligent species as long as it wants to learn. If you are injured or ill, someone will treat you. Your old, weak, sick and disabled will also be helped, at least you don't have to worry about who will starve to death or who will have to be abandoned in winter. "

  There was a little excited noise from Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers.

  The chief pressed down the noise and asked hoarsely, "What else?"

  “A lot of things can't be said in a short while. Food, land, water, ability, yuan-crystal, etc. can be provided by tribes as long as they have contributions. If there are special contributions, there are more and more special rewards, such as helping to inspire capabilities, improving capabilities level, etc. The obligation is that when the Jiu Yuan is in trouble, all the people of the Jiu Yuan have the responsibility to protect the tribe. Other obligations are to abide by some rules of the tribe, such as not to bully others at will, not to bully the weak, not to rob the property of others in their own tribe, etc. "

  "Are we to help the Jiu Yuan fight?" the chief asked.

  Yan Mo replied, “If necessary, but not all of you."

  The elder is most concerned about another thing: “Not slaves, but citizen?"

  “Not slaves, of course. There are no slaves in Jiu Yuan!”

  The gray scale elder was satisfied. “And the second?"

  Yan Mo smiled, "Second, I can help your offspring with evolutionary tendencies to stabilize their evolutionary direction and grow up healthily."

  Then the chief asked, “After joining the Jiu Yuan, are we going to leave here?"

  “It's up to you. If you don't want to leave, you can divide another group to come to Jiu Yuan and another one to stay here. Anyway, it's not far from the Jiu Yuan."

  The elder finally asked, "What will it cost us to join the Jiu Yuan?" he didn't believe that any intelligent race would benefit from accepting the other semi intelligent race without letting them be slaves.

  Yan Mo smiled, "The price is that you can't betray the Jiu Yuan until it's unfavorable for you."

  The elder said he didn't believe there was such a good condition.

  Yan Mo had to say, "Well, you can think about joining in. If you want, you can trade your useless scales and bones for food, yuan-crystals and other items with the Jiu Yuan."

  “Give us some time." The chief and elders gathered, and they did not avoid Yan Mo, so they discussed their options in front of him.

  One went on to say: Yan Mo is their own clan, with the blood of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, and will not scam them.

  Another said: there is no such good thing in the world. Why can’t their scales and bones not be exchanged for food and more precious yuan-crystals?

  The third said: they are very powerful, even if not in the desert, on the land, they are also one of the men. It's no surprise that the Jiu Yuan wanted them to join.

  Fourth, fifth and each of the executives, Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers, made their own comments.

  In the end, the elder pointed out: "Don't forget that the deformed child is the priest of the Jiu Yuan, and he has control of the underground city. If we don't agree to join the Jiu Yuan, he can drive us into the desert. At that time, we will not only offend Miao Xiang and them, but also have the strong enemy of the Jiu Yuan, and our evolving children will no longer be able to get his help."

  "The old elder is right. If we join the Jiu Yuan, first of all, this one will have to protect us. Second, the Jiu Yuan will also stand by us. Not to mention the benefits of joining the Jiu Yuan, as long as we get rid of Miao Xiang, we can continue to live here. "

  "So that's the decision?" asked one of the incumbent elder.

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers looked at the other person for a circle, and all of them hissed their consent.

  Finally, the chief turned around and climbed up to Yan Mo, looked up and asked him, "Do you have any way to destroy the bone objects on my head? As long as the bone objects are worn, they cannot be removed unless the wearer dies. And as long as I'm wearing it, I have to obey the new Master's orders, because he can punish me directly through this bone object. "

  Yan Mo pinched his finger and smiled, “No problem, just give it to me."

  Just then, the 12th floor suddenly became dark. Originally, this layer was black, but there were still some lights in some places, but now all the lights have disappeared, just like who sucked in the only energy inside the spacecraft.

  Yan Mo is guessing: is it D.U.O.B.I. Naomi, who got rid of the Ink Murder blade, found a new body and absorbed the energy of the spacecraft? Or did the Ink Murder do it?

  Yan Mo is more inclined to the first conjecture, which is beyond the earth's technology. How could it be so easily killed by the Ink Murder after so many years of persistence?

  Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers thought that the new master would attack them, and the orders quickly passed down. Darkness is better for them to move!

  *

  On the fifth floor, Miao Xiang can see that it's already dark outside, and the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers have not returned whether the 11th floor is open or not.

  He couldn't wait. He summoned the Chief of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers with the forehead bone ornament and summoned its people at the same time.

  He didn't worry about the treason from the Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers. In his eyes, it was a group of lowly races like the one he used when he woke up last time. He uses them, its glory for them, even if he wanted to kill them, and it’s the gift they should bear! After all, without him, how could theirdevelopment come?

  As long as the Chief of Chuan Shajias-the Sand Wearers doesn't want to die, and still dies in pain, he dare not betray him!

  “Ah." Something was rolling off.

  "Who!" Miao Xiang immediately stood up, his head turned to the direction of the voice, and his body was on guard.

  The guards around were also tense, and four people surrounded Miao Xiang.

  “Ah." The voice came again.

  Miao Xiang didn't move, just stared at the corner of the wall.

  “Patah." A stone fell and a hole was drilled in the hard wall.

  All the guards' weapons are on the other side.

  A strange shape thing moved, the middle drum as a disk, the surrounding flat long six long tentacles of small things fly out of the hole.

  "Do you want to repel your enemies?" the east continent common language, which has become fluent, came out from the small thing. “I can help you, as long as you promise me three conditions."