Shen Yuan shook his head categorically and refused: "No, we don't have this time." ”

"When I found Nakata Kaidou and them yesterday, they were about to kill three students from Jade Long Academy, and they had already killed two, and it was only a day. ”

"Not to mention the team of that Heaven Realm master, every time there is a little delay, it is possible that more Red Empire people will die at the hands of the Fusang people. ”

"And ......"

Shen Yuan paused, turned his head to look at Cheng Ruan beside him, a look of interest appeared in his eyes, and the fighting intent on his body suddenly rose.

"Don't you want to hunt? This forest is really good for hunting......

Cheng Ruan was stunned for a moment when he saw Shen Yuan's expression.

She felt as if she had returned to her clan in the blink of an eye, with the comrades of the Giant Witch clan standing beside her, and the high war songs composed of blood and iron echoed in her ears.

It was a legend in the history of the tribe, and it was from this that several tribes formed an inseparable comradeship.

Although Cheng Ruan has never personally experienced that period of time, from the stories passed down by the tribe by word of mouth, she can see the demeanor of her predecessors in the past, and she can see the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield in the past, and she has to be heartbroken for that time.

Cheng Ruan smiled.

The smile was very calm and pleasant, as if he had seen an old diary that had been sealed by himself for many years, and the golden memories that had been stained by time flashed with bright and soft light.

This is the joy that comes from the inheritance of Longlan's wisdom.

"I haven't asked you, are you from the Giant Witch Clan?"

As Cheng Ruan expected, Shen Yuan shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity...... I'd love to hear the totemic war song of the Giant Witch tribe right now. ”

"When I was born, the Great War had long since ended, but Long Lan's predecessors had once shined in that battle and killed countless foreign powerhouses. Until now, only the totemic war song before the tribe's annual spring hunt will awaken the surging battle spirit hidden in the wisdom mark of Long Lan's predecessors. ”

Cheng Ruan said in a daze, his thoughts as if he had returned to the war many years ago with Long Lan's wisdom imprint.

Shen Yuan looked at Cheng Ruan's serious expression, couldn't help but be attracted by her, stared at her beautiful side face for a long time, until Cheng Ruan's gaze also fell on him, Shen Yuan coughed lightly and took his eyes off Cheng Ruan's face.

He took out a bowl of moon-white slurry juice that had already been prepared from the astral storage totem, and asked with a smile, "The priest clan of the earth is so weak, but the druid clan you belong to has been assimilated a little seriously by the priests. Do you still have a tradition of painting war paints?"

Cheng Ruan shook his head blankly, "No, what is a war paint?"

Shen Yuan smiled, "Something that will make you more like a beast." ”

As he spoke, Shen Yuan reached out and dipped it in the bowl and fell to Cheng Ruan's cheek.

Cheng Ruan didn't have any special feelings about Shen Yuan's slightly intimate behavior, and obediently raised his little face and let Shen Yuan's fingers smear inexplicable patterns on his face.

After a few minutes, Cheng Ruan saw that Shen Yuan seemed to have finished painting, and then asked curiously, "...... you What did you draw?"

Shen Yuan held back a smile, looking at the three cat's whisker-like horizontal lines on Cheng Ruan's cheeks, as well as the word "Wang" on his forehead, he didn't want to laugh but wanted to laugh very much, so that tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, and finally he didn't hold back, and said "meow" to Cheng Ruan tremblingly, and then his smile went out of control like a burst.

Cheng Ruan looked at Shen Yuan with an unkind face, and two sharp fangs gradually grew at the corners of his mouth......

The two laughed and joked for a while, and after Cheng Ruan looked in the mirror, he was quite satisfied with the war pattern drawn by Shen Yuan on his face.

Subsequently, Shen Yuan painted several simple and practical war patterns on his body and face.

These war paints are not ghost paintings that Shen Yuan scribbled on a temporary basis, but have practical significance.

The so-called war paint, and the priest's totem are actually of the same origin, both of which use the lines containing the truth of heaven and earth to augment the priest and achieve the effect of strengthening combat power.

The war paint drawn by Shen Yuan on Cheng Ruan's body can make Cheng Ruan resist a certain degree of spiritual attacks, and it can also increase Cheng Ruan's reaction speed and strengthen Cheng Ruan's attack ability to a certain extent.

As for the war paint he painted on his body, it was more complex and more versatile.

Then, the earth elemental built a high platform in front of Shen Yuan, and condensed two giant rock mallets in his hands.

Shen Yuan's two-handed rock mallets danced, striking on the drum of the earth in front of him, making a rumbling sound, and the ground within ten zhang of the surrounding area trembled gently with Shen Yuan's flying rock mallets, as if there was some huge ~ thing reviving underground.

Shen Yuan opened his mouth and sang a desolate and solemn war song in his mouth, coupled with the far-reaching and heavy sound of the drums, which had a majestic momentum that was admired by tens of millions of people.

"What a surging war song, you really should visit the Giant Witch Clan when you have time, they will like you very much. ”

Cheng Ruan kept squinting his eyes, and after listening to this battle song, he exhaled a long breath of turbid breath in his chest and praised it sincerely.

"This song is called the Battle Spirit of the Earth, and it is everyone's favorite battle song on the Cloudless Cliff. ”

Shen Yuan remembered the past five years, the tall mountain cliff, the large totem pole standing in the wind, and the broken battle flag that sounded in the hunt.

"After singing the battle song, it's time to go, right?"

Cheng Ruan didn't ask Shen Yuan where the "Cloudless Cliff" was, he just put away the smile on his face and stood up from the ground.

"Go out and kill those Fuso people. ”

……

Although the other team of Fusang people did not know what means they used to deceive the heavens, making it impossible for Shen Yuan to divinate their specific location, Shen Yuan and Cheng Ruan still found the five Fusang people after a two-hour trek through the forest.

This is thanks to the life-sparing Nakata Kaidou for their help, this Fuso little devil under the pressure of the claw, it can be said that he knows everything and says everything, including the agreed meeting place of the two teams.

The other team of people because there are two masters of the Hetian Realm sitting in it, their combat power is terrifyingly strong, in this deep secret realm of gods and demons, it can be said that they are rampant, and they arrived at the agreed place last night, quietly waiting for the arrival of Nakata Haidou and them.

"How's it going, have you found anything?"

In the dense forest, a translucent giant wolf with a white body crouched low under a tree, raised its head and asked the tree in a very low voice.

"Almost, let's withdraw first and arrange tactics. ”

A soft female voice floated down from the tree, and then a vigorous purple leopard shadow scurried down from a tall thick branch, and there was no sound in the whole process, not even the fine pieces of leaves.

On the head of this green-veined purple leopard, there are three moon-white war patterns, which are a "king" character and six cat's whisker-like horizontal stripes.

These three war tattoos only looked cute, cute, and funny on Cheng Ruan's face, but when they were placed on the head of this purple leopard, they added a few points of cold murderous aura to her.

"Good. ”

Shen Yuan was obedient to Cheng Ruan at this time, and when he saw that Cheng Ruan had finished his investigation work, he hurriedly got up from the ground, didn't care about shaking off the dead leaves on his abdomen, followed Cheng Ruan, and tiptoed into the distance.

Walking to a safe enough distance, the wolf and leopard in the forest did not return to their human form, but just squatted on the ground in a beastly form and communicated in a low voice.

"It is indeed five people, two of them are in the Heaven Realm, and three are of the Heart Flame Realm. They were all silent, and they didn't seem to communicate with each other. The five were vaguely divided into two factions, one was the shortly and dumpty ninja in black stripes, and the other was the remaining four. Humpty Dumpty Ninja is a heavenly powerhouse, a bit out of place. ”

"If there is a direct conflict, we are doomed, and we must be killed one by one. I've been active in the nearby area for the past two days, and I haven't run around like you, so I'm familiar with this place, so let's fight here. ”

Immediately afterwards, Cheng Ruan began to arrange tactics, as if she had already made a bamboo in her chest, she did not hesitate or hesitate when she spoke, and she did not ask Shen Yuan's opinion, but just assigned tasks to Shen Yuan in a commanding tone.

At the beginning, Shen Yuan was still quite dissatisfied with the feeling that he was being controlled by a little woman, but as he listened, the wolf's mouth gradually grew, his eyes were full of incredible amazement, and he secretly said in his heart, why is this woman so black-bellied and so heart-wrenched......

Finally, when Cheng Ruan finished stating the plan for this stage, he asked Shen Yuan, "Do you have any opinions?"

Shen Yuan's eyes rolled, and he wanted to say something to save face for himself, but in the end, he found that under Long Lan's wisdom inheritance, he was completely a scumbag who was used to being dull by the soul possession technique.

"Okay, action!"

Cheng Ruan Senran's leopard claws waved in front of him, and his figure turned into a purple shadow, sneaking away in the direction where the five Fusang people were without a sound.

In the middle of the dense forest, there was a clearing that had been artificially cleared, and in the middle was a pool of black ashes, which looked like a campfire that had burned out last night.

The five sat around the campfire, most of them with their eyebrows downcast, as if they were all meditating.

During this period, the aura was the most prosperous, a ghost-faced samurai wearing a black kimono. He sat cross-legged, and on his knees lay a long, unpretentious scabbard, with a handle much thicker than a normal knife, and a scarlet gem set at the top.

The samurai's face was shrouded in a red bronze ghost mask, which looked hideous and treacherous, and if such a mask suddenly appeared at night, ordinary people would be so frightened that they fainted directly.

Around the ghost-faced samurai, there are three Fuso people, their stature is not as tall as the ghost-faced samurai, and the momentum on their bodies is also weaker than a notch, obviously compared to the ghost-faced samurai, their strength realm is much lower, they should all be the realm of the upper grade of the heart flame realm, as for whether it is really more powerful than Nakata Kaidou, it is unknown.

Opposite the four of them, sitting cross-legged was a short, stocky middle-aged man, wearing a blue-black kimono, with a round figure and face, with a figure-of-eight mustache, and his hair was sparse and greasy, tied into a small ball of hair on the top of his head, funny and ridiculous.