If Helian Xiaoxue wants to save his sister, the only way is for the unangry grandson to marry Naski, according to Chakru's personality, it is absolutely impossible to agree, so there will be a fight, with Chakru alone, he can't fight, if he can't fight, Helian Xiaoxue will also take into account the relationship between the Karona tribe and the Siyat tribe, and will not kill them all, everyone is a barbarian after all, if the people of the Karona tribe beat Chakru to a serious injury, then they can only provoke a war between tribes, thinking of wars between tribes, that would be extremely cruel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Thinking of this, Zhuoliger clenched his fists angrily, if it weren't for my uncompetitive grandson, who made people's stomachs bigger, and dared to go to the Karona tribe to stir up trouble, how could such a thing happen, and when that little beast came back, I would peel his skin.

Suddenly, a linen cloak appeared on his shoulders, and a pair of small hands rested on his shoulders, and an extremely soft voice sounded:

"Grandpa Zhuoliger, why are you standing here alone?"

"Navia, why haven't you slept yet?" Zolliger's constricted brow instantly expanded.

"Heh~~Heh~~ Uncle Chakru hasn't come back yet, I'm going to wait for him to come back"

Zhuoliger gently stroked Navia's head and said softly: "Grandpa asked Uncle Chakru to go to a far away place today, if you can't come back tonight, you can sleep by yourself first!" ”

Navia nodded helplessly and shouted: "Good night" is to leave.

Zolliger clenched his fists tightly, the bones on the fists were clenched with excessive force, and the white bones at the joints seemed to be exposed.

"Smack~~",

Droliger suddenly raised his head, his dark green eyes radiated a devouring light like a ghost in the night, and as if he had made some kind of decision, he turned and walked out of the tall attic.

In the square, the crowd around the campfire had dispersed, and only a few drunks were left lying there giggling.

Many guards suddenly appeared around the bonfire, and the heavy footsteps made several drunks suddenly sober up a lot, only to see a person walk out of the back of the guards, with long brown-red hair hanging down to the waist, dark brown skin faintly with cyan spots, with Zhuoliger only bones left without two or two flesh body, with bones as thin to describe it as too plump, if it weren't for the whole body tightly wrapped in blue linen, anyone would think that it was a bone frame, and the waist didn't know what material was made like a cow's horn to the snail, It is painted with strange patterns.

The night was already very deep, Chakru had not returned, and even the people he sent out to find it had no news, the great wizard of Zhuoliger had a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and finally, he decided to go out to look for it himself, if he couldn't find anyone, he could only go to the Karonna tribe, anxious and uneasy, the great wizard walked out of the Siya tribe with 1o to come personally, Zhuoliger's green eyes radiated an oozing light, and the witchcraft staff made of dragon beast bones in his hand paused fiercely. The arm was raised high, and a hissing cry came out of his mouth, and in just a moment, a black shadow flew out, and the black air swirled and dispersed into a crow, which landed on Zhuoliger's arm, Zhuoliger smiled and looked at the crow, the crow's scarlet eyes, dripping and spinning.

At this time, the 100,000 mountains have been silent, in the dark night, the mountain road is not visible, everyone lit torches and hurried, after half a day of searching there were no clues, these people disappeared without a trace like the world steaming, this mountain is already a distant mountain forest nearby, if you can't find them, you can only go to the Karona tribe, looked at the village and looked, the old wizard decided to take 2o warriors to the Karona tribe.

At the moment when Zhuoliger turned around, a white figure appeared in front of the village gate, and the white figure floated behind a warrior like a ghost, stretched out his hands, clasped the soldier's neck, and used a slight force in his hands, and the warrior fell softly into his arms, and his feet disappeared in front of the village gate like smoke.

A few drunks around the campfire were still talking about what the Great Wizard of Zolligar was doing in the middle of the night.

"You~~say~~Great Wizard~~What are you going to do~~~Are you going to kill~~ What kind of monster? ~~" The drunk man said vaguely.

"It's not~~~, definitely not~~~," another drunk man began to pick up.

"I know~~" said another drunk.

"You hurry up and say~~~Don't~~ sell off"

"I'm going to find ~~Chakru~~" The drunken man didn't know his words very clearly, but he still called out Chakru's name. Everyone didn't quite believe his words, the first warrior of the tribe of Chakru, although he had not returned from a mission, maybe he had gone far away, or maybe for other reasons, in short, the great wizard was not looking for him.

The drunkard tried to explain something, but there was a flash of red light, and the drunkard covered his neck with his own hands, and began to shake, as if he had danced, and fell to the ground without a few shakes.

The other drunks burst out laughing, and a few of the guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead teased:

"Marla, you stupid~~ can't drink, don't drink, ~~look at you~~ still dancing~~ha~~ha~~ha~",

Everyone looked up to the sky and laughed, everyone only felt that their necks were cold, that is, they lost consciousness, there was an unscrupulous guy who actually laughed and lay on the ground, but he escaped a catastrophe, and when he laughed and even the tears were about to dry, he finally stopped laughing, and looked up, what are you doing lying on the ground?

Walked forward, stepped on a round thing in a daze, snapped, he fell a, it took a long time to get up, covered his swollen and bruised nose, touched it was bright red blood, this guy was furious, picked up the round thing and looked at it, it didn't matter what it looked like, he was stupid on the spot, this round thing was not something else, it was the head of his good friend Ula, before he could figure out what the situation was, he didn't know what was holding his head, and the skull was broken in an instant, brain, bone marrow, The flesh turned into streams of powerful energy and flew towards the head to gather.

In a few breaths, several drunks around the campfire were reduced to cold corpses, and only the unlucky bastard, who had turned into useful energy, was absorbed. The white figure wandered between the village houses, there was no scream, no fighting, only the creepy sound of the cold blade cutting into the flesh, the killing continued, and the sleeping people threw themselves into the arms of death in their dreams, perhaps a relief for many people, or a kind of cruelty.

But none of this matters anymore, and the killing frenzy continues. I've already killed red-eyed, two-thirds of the people in the village have been killed by me in different ways, and the white clothes have been stained red with blood, just as I was thinking about whether to release poison next, such a knife is too slow to kill.

At this time, the patrol finally discovered the abnormality, the horn sounded, four or five patrols gathered around the bonfire, when everyone showed a few corpses, they were not surprised, it was normal for people who could sneak into the village and kill a few drunks casually, but then the other patrols made their discoveries, and after talking about it, everyone woke up to the fact that this sneaking in was too terrifying.

Just as everyone was discussing how to deal with the infiltrators, a shocking bang suddenly sounded at the back of the team, and the wind howled by, and the patrol leader Nangul looked back in surprise, only to see a blood-red figure jumping high in front of him, and roared:

"Crack ~~~ Sky ~~~ Chop ~~~"

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