To prevent Mu Long from cheating, Wolf Mo and the others ate very measuredly.

Rao is a big fan of whiskey and roasted whole lamb, and he doesn't eat much.

The more so, in Mu Long's eyes, the more unfathomable the actions of Wolf Mo and the others became. More and more sure that Wolf Mo and his party have an extraordinary background, just these things that Mu Long got on the table can make people crazy.

Whether it's whiskey, or rice.

These things will never be revealed, and they can only be enjoyed by the most favored tribes of the clan and clan. Even the Snake Tribe, which had pushed the Blackwood Tribe to the brink of danger, could only recognize, let alone taste, these things.

The words and deeds of the few people who looked at the wolf ink were methodical and slow.

Mu Long privately exchanged glances with Jupiter and nodded slightly, which was regarded as acknowledging the message of Wolf Mo and the others from the south. The next step is how to win them over for your own use.

After a meal, the sunset on the horizon gradually sank below the horizon.

With a wave of his hand, Mu Long motioned for the maid behind him to light a candle, a style he had learned by following the example of Captain Qiu of the clan. It is said that the big names of the clan were accompanied by female and male attendants, and after Mu Long returned to the clan, he carefully selected a few people to stay by his side to serve.

The ability is not big, but the style is full!

Seeing that Wolf Mo and the others were full of black lines, they were stunned for a while.

"It's a candle, and it's not good to do it when it's dark at night." Mu Long said awkwardly, and at the end, he threw a mutual understanding expression at Wolf Mo. Looking at Wolf Mo's handsome face, he couldn't wait to recommend himself to the pillow, but this time the situation was not right!

Wolf Mo was indifferent, elegantly wiping the corners of his mouth.

Lance sipped his whiskey, leaned back in his chair, and said, "The candle is made of ash from the ash trees of the Whitewater tribe of the Forest of Death, and can be lit at night. However, wax paper is worth more than candles. I wonder if the patriarch of Mulong has wax paper in his hand? ”

When Mu Long heard this, his body was shaken.

I wanted to show off, but I didn't want to be countered by Lance. At most, he knew that ash could be illuminated at night, and that wax paper was only circulated within the clan, and even the three major clans did not have much in their hands. His candle was given by Captain Qiu, just to curry favor with Jupiter!

What the White Water Tribe has never heard of, but the four words of the Forest of Death scared Mu Long.

The Forest of the Dead is known as a Jedi in the Land of the Green Hills, and few people dare to mention this name. He had heard that there was a very powerful wind-chasing tribe in the Forest of Death, but the Forest of Death was surrounded by clans, and it was impossible for the tribes living in it to get out of the Forest of Death alive.

No matter how powerful it is, it's just a battle of trapped beasts.

"Uh......" Mu Takashi was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

At this time, Jupiter Jiao laughed, twisted his waist, and said with a smile: "Wax paper, that's a precious thing!" How can the Blackwood tribe afford it? It's getting late, so let's rest early, and we won't bother! ”

With that, Shi Shiran, who took Mu Long's hand, walked out. This house is reserved for Wolf Mo and the others to rest at night, and it is made of mud and thatch. Although it is not as elegant as the elegant houses in the paradise, it is much better than the cave where they lived in the Forest of Death.

"What, you have a crush on someone?" Falcon poked Moga with his elbow, and with a squinting expression, he saw the corners of Moga's mouth twitch, waved his hand and slapped Hayabusa, scolding: "Get out!" ”

"See what?" Wolf Mo opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as dazzling stones, cold and cold under the faint blue candlelight, like a fierce beast ready to attack at any time, fierce and violent.

"This Blackwood tribe is worth exploring, and you will definitely be able to find a lot of things that Jiang Qing is interested in!" Roseanne blinked, full of calculating brilliance. She went out with Wolf Mo, just to find more novel things for Jiang Qing, and the pictures and texts drawn by charcoal could not be collected. Otherwise, she couldn't wait for Jiang Qing to sketch out all those novelties, so that it would be much more convenient to plunder when she went out.

This time, although it is to go out to find directions.

In fact, the most on the minds of the people is plunder. Nothing comes faster than plundering, after getting used to the survival criteria of the Forest of Death, where the strong are respected and the fittest are the best of the best.

The anger in the depths of his bones is unbearable, but once he leaves the comfortable Taoyuan, without Jiang Qing's restraint, these people are like beasts out of the cage. Surrounded by a violent and bloodthirsty momentum, it exudes bloodthirsty desire all the time.

"Yes, the whiskey and rice alone are worth the effort." Falcon gently wrapped his arms around Roshan's waist and agreed. After following Jiang Qing for so long, he naturally knew that the whiskey and rice in Mu Long's hands were definitely good things, this was all on the surface, and in private, who knew if Mu Long had something better hidden?

Thinking about it, the hearts of several people are getting hotter and hotter!

"Don't worry, let's figure out the relationship between the Blackwood tribe and the clan before we start." Wolf Mo clapped his hands. In his eyes, the four hundred people of the Blackwood tribe were not afraid at all, but the tail sweeping work was a little troublesome after the start. He had to figure out the situation of the Blackwood tribe first, and it was better to find out his rival tribe.

Although he was tired of Mu Long and the others, he never missed the Prison Snake Tribe he mentioned.

"Falcon and Roshan stayed behind, and the others scattered to gather information." Wolf Mo analyzed, his hand on his chest, where was the snakeskin bag that Jiang Qing had sewn for him. Although it is not beautiful, it is more precious than anything else in his heart.

Inside the snakeskin bag was a poison specially concocted by Jiang Qing for Chi Jiu, and it was said that one was enough to destroy a tribe. As a last resort, Jiang Qing instructed him not to use it at will, after all, this thing is too rebellious and hurtful.

In addition to the small snakeskin bag on his chest, there was a lot of jerky hoarded in the animal skin pouch on his waist, saying that he would eat a few pieces of jerky when he missed it. took out a piece of jerky and gnawed it slowly under the envious expressions of Luo Shan and others, and it tasted excellent!

Just like the feeling of comfort and tranquility when hugging Jiang Qing.

Looking at the dark night sky, I felt that my heart was empty and there was nowhere to focus, and I really wanted to return to her, quietly waiting for her, and pouring her into my arms. Greedily breathing in the fragrance that belongs to her, under this night sky without her breath, he feels very difficult, it feels like he is living like a year!

At this moment, he understood why Wolf Bo was reluctant to agree to this outing, and he was reluctant to leave Reading too far. Away from your lover, it feels like the whole atrium has been hollowed out!

Loneliness, emptiness.

After a moment, Wolf Mo gathered all his thoughts and regained his cold and arrogant expression again.

Hayabusa stayed behind because he had the sharpest sense of smell and could detect the enemy's whereabouts as quickly as possible, and Roshan's violent and precise archery skills allowed him to delay their return even if he was exposed.

As the words fell, he tied the snakeskin bag tightly and glanced at a few people, and the seven of them disappeared into the dark night at the same time. And Roshan and Falcon, who remained in the house, took advantage of the situation to extinguish the candlelight.