Listening to Xiao Han'an's cry, everyone was silent, they already knew what was going on.

Then some people in the crowd began to cry, it was the family members of the hunting team, even Hanping was like this, then they, I'm afraid.

Listening to people's cries, Xiao Han'an cried even louder, "Wow, wow, brother," Han Ling'er hurriedly picked up Han'an.

"Xiao Han'an is good, my brother is just asleep, it'll be fine for a while, he doesn't like Xiao Han'an to cry his nose. As he spoke, he scratched the little one's nose.

The little guy looked at the unconscious Han Ping, then at Han Ling'er, and then laid it in the latter's arms, hey, Han Ling'er sighed, he knew, the little guy knew something.

The whole tribe was overwhelmed by grief.

To the east, in the stone house, Bing Lao looked at everything here, looked at the cold ice tree again, sighed, and there was no more movement.

At this time, it was indeed Yang Xue who was the calmest, and she said calmly: "Guancheng, please send Ping'er home," so she turned around and walked slowly towards home, Han Ling'er hurriedly hugged Xiao Han'an and chased after her, supporting her thin body.

Guan Cheng kowtowed three times in the direction of Yang Xue, then got up and said to Han Ping, "Xiao Han, go home." ”

So he picked up Hanping on his back and walked towards Hanping's house.

Watching Hanping leave, "Captain," Uncle Shan shouted, so he knelt down in front of all the people who fell, and his body was close to the ground.

"Captain, captain," and then all the hunters knelt down, their bodies pressed to the ground.

The tribesmen were shocked, this is the highest etiquette of the tribe, and it is only used for sacrifices, this and this.

"Brother Han," even many children younger than Han Ping knelt down, in their eyes, Han Ping never bullied them with a gun, and was very good to them.

Da Da, Guan Cheng carried Hanping on his back and walked away, but people were reluctant to get up for a long time.

The patriarch leaned over and looked at all this, not knowing whether he was happy or sad in his heart, he only knew that he still needed to deal with the rest of the matter.

This is the tribesmen, who face the test of life and death every day, and perhaps from the day they were born, they were doomed......

The war between the Ice Tribe and the Seventh Branch of the Falling Sun Alliance is over, looking at the victory of the Ice Tribe, the seventh branch was completely annihilated when the tribe had only one warrior, and the life and death of the bandit leader Seventh Brother was unknown, but everyone knew that the real war had just begun.

The most powerful of the Falling Sun Mountains is the middle tribe of the Falling Sun Mountains, they protect the small tribes of the entire Falling Sun Mountains, and maintain the order of the Falling Sun Mountains, here, they are the heavens and the emperors.

At this time, in the Luoyang tribe in Luoyang City, the stone houses here are more prosperous, not as simple as the Ice Tribe.

In a relatively prosperous stone house, a middle-aged man quietly looked at the beast skin book in his hand, his face was gloomy and uncertain, and below were several old men, each of whom had a deep breath, and the momentum on his body was not angry and arrogant.

"Ice Tribe, Hanping, hum," the middle-aged man at the top finally spoke, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to a few old men below.

"Patriarch, could it be that this ice tribe has been wiped out, they sent people to ask for help a few days ago, but they were blasted out by the old man. An old man in sackcloth said slowly.

This old man in sackcloth is one of the three great elders of the Luoyang tribe, and his strength is unfathomable. Some people speculate that they should have reached the realm of the double peak of martial arts.

You must know that there is only one strong man of the Martial Dao Triple Heaven in the entire Luoyang Mountain Range, and that is the patriarch of the Luoyang tribe, Luoyang Xiong. He single-handedly suppressed the Sunset Mountains for decades.

He deserves this eloquent word.

It can be said that in addition to the patriarch Luo Yang Xiong, he is one of the strongest people in the Luoyang Mountain Range, and his status is high, how can he pay attention to the request for help from a small tribe?

"Well," an old man in black stretched out, completely ignoring the crowd present, and yawned, "A few days ago, the Ice Tribe begged the old man to save people, which is really ridiculous. Listening to his words, not a single one of you was impatient.

Because the old man in black also has a magical pattern engraved on his clothes, which makes people feel awe, and he is holding a cane in his hand, without even thinking about it, he must be the only wizard in the Falling Sun Mountains, Master Luo.

Listening to his words, everyone burst out laughing, and they took it for granted that they didn't make a move.

They are accustomed to the life of the superior.

Listening to the discussion of the people below, the middle-aged man at the top got up and said to everyone: "Master Luo, elders, the truth is the opposite, it was the Ice Tribe who wiped out the Seventh Branch. ”

"What," everyone below was shocked, this, how could a small tribe be. Listening to the patriarch's words, everyone felt incredulous.

That's right, the middle-aged man is the strongest man in the Luoyang Mountain Range, Luoyang Xiong.

"Not only that, but the Seventh Division was eliminated without a warrior from the Ice Tribe, and even the warrior didn't know if he was alive or dead. ”

"What, the people below are completely messy", how is it possible, without a single warrior, they defeated and eliminated a bandit squad.

Then, Hanping's name appeared in the scope of their discussion, and the young Hanping appeared in the mouths of these bigwigs for the first time.

This Mu also appears in other places.

In the depths of the Sunset Mountains, this is a nightmare for the tribesmen, and indeed a paradise for some people, such as bandits.

As we all know, the first bandit organization in the Falling Sun Mountains is: the Falling Sun Alliance, but I don't know where it is, because the bandits are elusive and have disappeared without a trace.

But at this moment, a loud noise came from the depths of the mountain range, and I saw that there were many huge stone walls and guard towers, which could be said to be well defended.

Then there are people patrolling back and forth, and the defense of the Seventh Division is very different, don't think about it, this must be the first bandit organization in the Falling Sun Mountains: the Falling Sun Alliance.

In a stone house, I only saw a thin middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks pulling a strong middle-aged man.

"Second, put out the fire at home, don't be angry with your body. The man with the monkey cheeks said.

The strong middle-aged man continued to roar: "His grandmother's, only I am in the Falling Sun Alliance to bully people and slaughter others, when will it be their turn to bully us."

Listening to the words of the strong middle-aged man, we called him Brother Sharp-mouthed, and the middle-aged man said: "Second brother, I didn't expect the Ice Tribe to be so powerful, but against us, there is only one end, and that is death." ”

"Oh," listening to Brother Sharpmouth's words, "what does that third brother think?" The strong man asked.

"Well, in my opinion, now the eldest brother is at a critical moment, you can't disturb it, the cottage must be guarded by someone to prevent others from sneaking up, but you can't let go of the Ice Tribe, it must be destroyed, second brother, you see. ”

Brother Sharpmouth said his thoughts in one breath.

"It's not simple, I led people to destroy the Ice Tribe, third brother, you guard the cottage. ”

"Well," Sharpmouth continued, "someone." ”

"In,"

I saw a small minion running in quickly.