The man was kind-faced, not as rough as a typical Umer, but a little of the grace of a man in the interior of China. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was dressed in clothes made of animal skins, as simple as the people around him, and was surrounded by a crowd of about 300 people.

Everyone came in and just paid attention to the various decorations and exquisite murals on the top of the main hall, and then they seriously looked at the crowd in front of them.

They are all vigilant, thinking that it is because of the relationship between their group of people who suddenly broke in, but they are a little discouraged, this should be the recent period, no, maybe the last two years, life is not satisfactory, and nutrition is a little bit unstable.

"Hello Patriarch Horton, we came to Kawag Snow Mountain from the Tianyou base to explore, and we happened to pass by here when we went back, so we wanted to see what the mysterious Radab Palace was like before the cataclysm. Situ Nanfeng replied respectfully.

"It's okay, are you going back to the Tianyou base? Do you want to go anywhere else?" Horton waved his hand, obviously not caring about what had just happened. "Is the way back easy and dangerous?" he asked, continuing with the question he had just asked.

"We came through the Kanda Marsh, and this time we returned the same way. Situ Nanfeng replied to him.

"Kanda Marsh?" Horton hesitated when he heard this, but finally he spoke, "Can you... Can you bring us with you?"

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch, what are you talking about?!"

"Are we leaving, Patriarch?"

"Why? Patriarch?"

"Patriarch ......"

As soon as his words fell, the hall boiled like a pot had exploded. Everyone didn't understand why he said this, but the people of the Umer clan seemed to be quite angry, and Situ Nanfeng and they were more confused.

"I don't know......" Situ Nanfeng said tentatively.

"Oh, you're trying to ask why? You come with me. Horton seemed to know that he would ask, and instead of answering immediately, he turned and led them inside.

He paused as he approached a beautifully decorated and somewhat mysterious door, "I'm sorry, but the next word is a secret of our Umer clan, which can only be known to a small number of people, and you'd better only come in with five people." ”

Everyone looked at each other, and finally Situ Nanfeng decided, "Wen Ze, Yi Feng, Ling Tian, Chu Yu, let's go in!"

"South wind!" Sun Zhuoyan hurriedly shouted. She was worried that there was a trap inside.

"It's okay, we'll come out soon~" Situ Nanfeng held his fiancée's hand and comforted her.

"Don't worry, I, the Umer people, don't bother to resort to any dirty means!" Horton seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Sun Zhuoyan's obstruction.

"I'm sorry, my fiancée is just too worried about my safety, can you ......" Situ Nanfeng explained for Sun Zhuoyan, and tentatively asked, "Can you let her follow us in?"

"Oh, I see, well, she can go in. Horton suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

"I'm his fiancée, I'm going in too!" Qiu Lin pointed at Han Yifeng and said.

"Well, why are there so many fiancées?!, you can come in ten people, it's all right?" Horton said without the slightest impatience.

After discussion, Situ Nanfeng, Sun Zhuoyan, Hu Wenze, Han Yifeng, Qiu Lin, Ling Tian, Chu Yu, Xing Lu, Chu Xiran, and Luo Qi were qualified to enter. Hu Wenze originally wanted to open his mouth and propose to let the last member of his team in, but then he thought about it and gave up. Just kidding, he didn't want his subordinates to know the secret at the same time as him, so that he couldn't take the first opportunity!

When a few mermaids entered the room led by Horton, even if they were all well-informed, they were amazed by the decoration in the room.

"This is the room of the Holy Master of the Umer Clan, you wait a minute. With that, Horton left everyone behind and entered the inner chamber through a small door.

"Are you coming?" said an old voice from the inner room.

"Yes, as you commanded, let those who wanted to come in. Houghton's voice was unusually respectful.

"Let's go, it's always about facing it. As the words fell, a lean figure came to the door.

Everyone looked up, his weather-beaten face was full of traces of time, but his two deep-set eyes were deep and bright. "Hello, I'm Kerbal, the Holy Master of the Umer Clan. ”

"Hello, I don't know why you came to us for?" Situ Nanfeng was the eldest brother in the entire team, and it was natural for him to speak to the outside world to fall on his shoulders.

"Hehe~ Would you believe me if I calculated that you would pass through here?" Kerbala laughed, and saw the surprised faces of the crowd as he wished.

"It's true, as the Holy Master of the Umer tribe, I have the ability to communicate with the gods, but I am helpless against the impending calamity, and I can only divinate that you will come to me today and can change the situation of the imminent demise of my people. ”

"Speaking of gods, we won't meet a god stick, right?" Sun Zhuoyan covered her mouth with her hand and whispered into Situ Nanfeng's ear.

"Little girl, I am not a god, I am an envoy of my God. Kambala smiled kindly, but Sun Zhuoyan was startled.

"Huh, how can you hear me?!" she used a very small voice, except for Situ Nanfeng, she was sure that even these few people present with extraordinary hearing would not know what she said.

"Hehe~ I said, I divined until your arrival, and even the words you are about to say can be divined. Seeing her face that instantly became terrified, Kerbal suddenly didn't want to scare her, "Just kidding, I just know that ordinary people will definitely think of me when they hear me say this~"

"Hey, I was shocked, I thought I had met a ghost~" Sun Zhuoyan realized that she had said the wrong thing, and covered her mouth with her hand, "Hehe~ I'm joking~"

"Old Mr. Kerbal, you said that your people are about to die, so why are you so sure that we can save you?" Glancing at his fiancée helplessly, Situ Nanfeng asked Kerbal.

"Of course my God told me. Kerbal blurted out. "My God said that he would not let us go, and all the three hundred and fifty-seven members of my people lived safely until now, and my God said that let us go out with those who are destined, and we have met you. ”

"Sorry to ask, god...... Who is it?" Chu Xiran raised his hand and asked tremblingly.

"Oh, I should have said sorry, I should have introduced you first. Oh, this is my god - Long Ji. He lifted a shrine on the wall, revealing a golden statue of the god with incense inside.

"Long Ji!" Xing Lu exclaimed, the expression on his face was complicated and inexplicable.

The other people were also a little puzzled, because no one knew what he said about Long Ji. (To be continued.) )