MTL - Unfathomable Doomsday-Chapter 224 Sage from the blizzard

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"Norris?

When I heard this surname, the tribes suddenly rioted.

Everyone invariably stared at the patriarch who fell in the snow and died.

Because the patriarchs of their family are this surname, and passed down from generation to generation, the patriarch of each generation uses this surname!

But even then, this group of tribes does not believe in any way, what the people in front may have to do with their patriarchs.

The reason is no him, the long is too ugly!

How is this arm as thin as a branch? What is the body with no explosive power? ? What is the brain biceps that is thicker than the waist of the woman outside? Also, the most important thing is that having a face like the one outside is awkward?

Ugly can't look directly, just like the women outside.

Although in the outside world's aesthetics, maybe he is very beautiful, but in the eyes of this group of tribes.

There are no six packs of abs, the biceps of the brain is not as thick as the outside world, and the woman with a chest muscle that is not as hard as a rock is definitely an ugly girl!

So they can't be sure what the people in front have to do with their patriarchs.

Is it a small lover? impossible! The patriarch of his own family could not find such an ugly woman, and then, even if the appearance is feminine, the sound is still a cold male voice, it sounds like the cold wind blowing in the snowy mountains...

Just when this group of tribes was in doubt.

"Yi, Si... Who? Master Ace... Come back?" The patriarch Orna, who fell to the ground and turned to coke, said suddenly: "You... fast... let go!"

Since the patriarchs spoke, this group of tribes certainly let the road open, but they still looked at the man with vigilance.

He didn't talk much, but he walked straight to the man, ignoring the tribes around him who clenched their weapons and seemed to be rushing at any time.

Looking down on the ground, dying, with a black-smelling taste of Orna.

"I remember you, when I first saw you, you were just a child." He looked very young in appearance, but he was in a dull tone, and the tall man in front of him spoke.

"I can't think of it... I will be alive... I can see you again. I have this life... It's worth it..."

Orna is almost the same word from the throat.

But the tone is respectful to this silver-haired young man.

"K, it turned out to be Ace!!" Finally, some of the tribes have passed the age of the armor, but the predecessors who are still tough are exclaimed, but immediately stunned their mouth, which caused the people around. Curious, I started to whisper.

Why is this young and overly ugly person in front of him so that the patriarch will be so respectful.

"who is he."

When listening to this question, the predecessor whispered with a feeling of nostalgia and pride.

"The pride of our entire Snow Mountain tribe, he is the only saint of our northern Snow Mountain tribe! The Onar patriarch was saved this time."

Still use more? The word "sage" is enough, except for the Dragon God, the only sacred **** dedicated to the Snow Mountain tribe.

Saint Essoris!

Compared with the illusory god, he really exists. He walked out of the world from this snowy mountain and gained the position of saint. He climbed to the top and was worshipped by various tribes in the snowy mountains.

When the news spread, the tribes fell to the ground and lowered their proud heads, even if some did not believe, but the majesty of the gods is still inviolable in their eyes. The young boy in front is the god. !

The top group of people in the world, saints!

"If your life is not over, it is not worth it. You should guard your people to the last moment. This is what the northern tribe warriors do."

The icy voice speaks of everyone's voice. He squats halfway, his hand touches Orna's body that turns black, and he feels the life he is fading.

Can I live? The god, Orna, who saw the faith in his heart and was proud of it, had a glimmer of hope.

This hope is beginning to be seen!

Life, strength!

Orna suddenly felt that his body's blood began to accelerate and flowed, seemingly uncontrolled to begin to flow! The surging vitality is several times stronger than ever.

On the surface of Orna, the darkened skin began to fall off almost instantly, and the new skin was once again like a deadly chrysanthemum.

With a reddish breath, Orna was reborn!

"Ha ha Horna suddenly opened his eyes, and breathed the cold air from the snow, and suddenly sat up! Feel the vitality of the body, even more powerful than ever.

Orna turned his head to a young man who couldn’t be overstated by his own petite.

He stood up resolutely, and as a patriarch he fell to the ground.

"Master Ace, welcome your return, the fairy of this patriarch.

"I don't need it." He refused in the still cold tone.

"This……"

"I don't think I can do this position better than you, the Orna Patriarch." His silver eyes looked at Orna without a trace of affection: "You are brave~www.novelbuddy.com~ your people I am also very brave, never back down, never abandon my companions, and always protect my home. If it is me, I can't do this under the same circumstances."

"So even for the tribe, the wise leader, please continue to lead."

After some words, Orna was said not to know how to refute, and at the same time, the strong feeling of the saint, the fear and the restless heart, began to calm down, replaced by a wholehearted allegiance.

This is almost the same idea for the rest of the audience.

The saint in front does not seem to be like the rumors, fleeing from the courts of the gods, lost in his own power to do what he wants.

He is a peaceful person, although the appearance looks uncomfortable.

"Orna, take me back to the tribe, the fall of the court of the gods, the invasion of the devil, the world is changing too much, I want to see if our tribe has the ability to persist in this test, and, I am homesick It is."

The devil has been repelled, there is no reason to stay here!

Orna, who is a patriarch, has commanded several people behind the outpost.

With the cave he had cut along the snowy mountain, he walked to the depths of this snowy mountain.

And there, like the world of paradise, quietly appeared in front of his eyes.

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