Chapter 122: Untitled

Not to mention how the people of the Yanhuang tribe can't wait to go back, the Feilong tribe extinguished the fire under the leadership of Feixing, burned a total of six tents, no one was injured, and the loss was not big, but looking at the wreckage that was still smoking, everyone's faces were as depressed as frost leaves, and those outsiders of the White Mist tribe left to cut meat, but they left so many people from the Feilong tribe, this is simply heartbreaking, and now the total number of people left in their tribe is less than that of those in the Dragon War, In the past, I could proudly say that it was a big tribe with a pat on my chest, but now it is barely a medium-sized tribe, and it has become like this in less than a year, I really can't imagine what will happen in the future, and more importantly, Feida died, and the person who took salt was also arrested, what should they do with the salt of their tribe?

Of course, no one dared to say this question, Feixing's face was already difficult to see, and now if he was stimulated, he would definitely be furious, so everyone chose to remain silent, but the question of salt hung over everyone's heads like a dark cloud. 『『【Remember our website dashubao手机版dashubao】. pbtxt

Just when Feixing was brewing a storm against the burned ruins, Yin Bing, who was knocked out by the dragon war, came out of the tent with a puzzled face, and as soon as he came out, he saw a large piece of burned ruins, and screamed out in fright, her cry immediately attracted a lot of attention, but just one glance Many people turned their heads, such weather is so little and they are not afraid of fever, it may be that they avoided it too obviously, Yin Bing looked down at his chest that was mostly exposed outside, and smiled charmingly, Then he twisted his waist and walked to Feixing, and said softly, "Why did you get such a wolf?" Was it okay last night? I'm so worried・・・・・・"

Syllable!

The face was vigorously fanned to the side, and the hot pain made Yin Bing stunned at once, even if she accidentally killed an injured person, Feixing didn't do anything to him before, and now, now she cares about him, and she was beaten!

"Y-Why did you hit me?" was slapped in the face for no reason in front of everyone, and Yin Bing felt that he was wronged and embarrassed

"Hit you, I want to kill you!" Feixing looked at Yin Bing fiercely, the flesh on his face and chin throbbed with extreme anger, "You are a broom star, no, you Firefox Clan don't have a good thing, since you came to our tribe, there hasn't been a day of stopping, you yourself are unlucky, and you have led the enemy to our tribe, relying on what kind of rag linen has been eating and being lazy, what about you, the treatment of bullshit will not still lick your face to make sacrifices, just because you make many clansmen cold, you get out of me, you, you guys get out, Get out of here with that, get out of !!!!! ”

Feixing suddenly attacked, not to mention Silver Ice, even everyone else was stupid, and they didn't think much of this sacrifice, but in the past, the patriarch was all protective of Silver Ice, and today this is an outbreak?

"Fei, patriarch, what are you talking about? What happened last time was my fault, I've changed it, and the others are also working hard, we have made this place our home, how can you, how can you be so ruthless・・・・・・" Yin Bing's tears fell all of a sudden, of course she was scared, if they were driven out of the tribe now, it would be a death, she didn't want to die, so she naturally had to firmly grasp the uncle Feixing, and at this time she was not afraid of being embarrassed, and she hugged Feixing's thigh and cried loudly.

After crying for a long time, Feixing was still standing like a wooden stake, Yin Bing felt even more panicked, and decided to save the country, crying: "We have not done enough, but we will definitely be more attentive in the future, Yinlan and Feida's relationship has always been good, they are about to get married, now you let us leave, isn't this forcing Yinlan to die・・・・・・"

Hearing the word "Feida", the face of the person next to him turned pale, and he took two steps back without a trace, and looked at Feixing in horror, and sure enough, Feixing's face had become hideous.

"Get out! Get out of here! Every word that popped out of her teeth was cold, but Yin Bing didn't notice the change, and grabbed his arm and begged bitterly, she didn't believe that Feixing could be so ruthless that she didn't care about the child in her belly, and she didn't think it was a troublesome and painful thing not long after she found out that she was pregnant, but she didn't expect it to come in handy now, God really helped her, but before she could catch Feixing's arm, her neck was pinched, and then she was thrown out vigorously like a tattere.

"Ah!!!!!h The back fell heavily to the ground, and the internal organs seemed to be shaken out, and at this time, the silver ice couldn't control the pain, and reached out to touch the position of the lower abdomen with difficulty, and the whole body was in pain, and it was there, the body seemed to be torn, and her eyes were black in pain.

When struggling, something seemed to flow out of his lower body, this discovery made Yin Bing's whole body freeze, and he didn't know where to start the strength to sit up all of a sudden, his eyes stared straight at the blood left along the root of his legs, and after a few seconds, he burst out into a desperate cry, "My child, my child is gone・・・・・・"

Child, child・・・・・・

Hearing this piercing sound, Feixing's body shook violently, and then, as if frozen, motionless, suddenly leaned forward, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his body collapsed to the ground.

"Clan, patriarch・・・・・・" The noisy voice sounded in his ears, Feixing couldn't open his eyes with great effort, and what flashed in front of him before falling into darkness was the scene of Feida being cut off and falling into the salt lake, his son was gone, and his two sons were gone.

The howling autumn wind blew the ashes, and the black ash filled the tribe, and a low breath of despair spread.

Just when the Wyvern Tribe was in sorrow, the Yanhuang Tribe's salt-fetching team had already moved away from this area, advancing hopefully in the afterglow of the setting sun.

At this time, the Yanhuang tribe, the old priest looked at the gorgeous Caixia outside, and drew a vertical bar on the wall with a calm face.

After picking up the firewood, he just turned his head and glanced at the old priest who seemed to be in deep thought, and finally deflated, he used to kick the wall down when he carved the day on the wall every day, to be honest, he admired their patriarch from the bottom of his heart, and he could go his own way with the temper of the old priest, and he really deserved to be their patriarch, how many years had he lived with the old priest, whenever his old man's face was pulled, he suddenly felt a headache, his ears hurt, and his whole body hurt・・・・・・