Less.

The two of them walked out of the west gate where the dragon stone hung and walked straight towards the village in the distance.

The villages are five miles west of Taoyuan, paved with a gravel road about one meter wide. At first, according to Jiang Qing's wishes, the road was paved with bluestone as much as possible, and the road surface was expanded to three to five meters. Later, after some deliberation, it was decided to set the road surface at one meter and pave the road with gravel.

There is no such thing as a free lunch!

Everything is too thoughtful, and it is easy for other people who have migrated here not to know how to cherish it.

Only when you have experienced it yourself, pain, and cried can you know the hard-won happiness.

Stepping on the gravel road, you can look at the scattered villages from afar.

Jiang Qing's expression moved, revealing joy.

The outskirts of the village are separated by simple vines wrapped around wooden stakes to protect them from wild beasts at night. Although it is not as stable as the city wall, it is convenient and durable. Moreover, this village was only built by other clans in the future, and from the beginning, Wolf Mo did not plan to build it in a luxurious and elegant way.

Compared to the Prison Snake and Kurogi tribes, this village is magnificent!

The yellow-faced and hungry crowd stood hesitantly and did not dare to move, and from time to time raised their eyes and skimmed the scattered and clean houses around them with their peripheral eyes. Hearts pounding, is this really where they will live in the future? The Snake Prisoner Tribe is poorer and more backward than the Black Wood Tribe, although it is also a clan affiliated tribe, the Snake Prisoner Tribe still lives in animal skin tents, and only a few high-ranking people in the tribe are eligible to live in wooden houses.

It's not that they don't want to live in clean and tidy wooden houses, but the clan has taken away all the young and middle-aged people of the tribe, leaving behind the old and weak women and children who can't even fill their stomachs, how to reflect on improving the living conditions of the tribe.

The situation of the Kuroki tribe is slightly better, but it is not much better?

Although it is possible to live in a wooden house, items such as pottery are controlled by the clan, and there are not many at all, and iron tools are even more delusional. In addition to a few pottery tools, the tribe still uses stone tools for daily life. The restrictions on pottery and iron tools were implicitly stricter than the treatment of grain.

It is conceivable that with such a strict ban on circulation, how can the tribes under the clan live a comfortable life.

At this time, many people saw that there were many clay pots and jars placed in the corridors of these clean and tidy wooden houses. Just looking at it, some people can't help but swallow their saliva, fantasizing about when they can use these things, even if it is worth starving.

When they were brought to the paradise by Lance, they did not resist.

Instead of living in the fire of the water with the clan, maybe you can still fill your stomach with Lance and them. During these times, they had seen the strength of Lance and the others with their own eyes.

Very strong, stronger than the people of the clan they had ever seen!

There are even some people who already have the intention of becoming slaves, and for these people who have suffered a lot of life, as long as they can fill their stomachs, it makes not much difference whether they are slaves or not......

Wolf Mo sat upright, half-furrowed.

With a cold and arrogant face, he looked at the location where the gravel road extended to the west gate of Taoyuan City from time to time. Secretly thinking, almost an hour has passed, why hasn't Mocha brought Jiang Qing yet? Isn't something going on?

Thinking about it, the chill around his body unconsciously worsened.

Lance pursed his lips and squinted at the patriarch of his own family, who had become dull and cold.

Patriarch, are you not afraid of frightening the flowers and plants with such a cold and cold measurement?

It's a pity that he dared to say two words in his heart at most, and he didn't have the courage to really say it.

Under the scorching sun, Lance was anxious.

I really want to solve the matter here quickly and go back to Taoyuan, he hasn't seen his beloved grass for a long time.

I thought about it all over my body, and my handsome face couldn't help but exude a gloomy atmosphere.

Wolf Mo raised his eyes, saw Lance's crazy face, and scolded: "Get out!" ”

When Lance heard this, his eyes lit up and he let out a loud whimper. Scattering his legs, he galloped towards Taoyuan, waiting for the words of wolf ink.

Lance wailed violently, startling the crowd. Several of them were cowardly, and one of them fell straight down and fell face to the ground. The whole face was ruined, the corner of Wolf Mo twitched and he couldn't bear to look at it, and turned his head thinking that he would ask Ya to arrange for someone to send some ointment later.

These people traveled for two days and one night, did not take a bath, and the smell was strong.

Although Wolf Mo sat far away, he could also smell the smell of sweat, vaguely with a rancid smell, which was very bad. What kind of tribesmen are like them, they are clearly a group of homeless people, and they have their own beggar attributes.

"Whoosh-"

As soon as Jiang Qing and Mocha reached the entrance of the village, they saw a black shadow blowing across their cheeks like a hurricane. Leaves and sand were left behind.

"What's going on?" Jiang Qing said in surprise.

Look at the back, like Lance. It's just that this person is running wildly on the gravel road like a convulsion, and those who don't know it think that he is being chased by a ghost.

Mocha was full of black lines, and was speechless at Lance's occasional jumping behavior, and said, "Smoke! He said these three words very calmly, he understood it at a glance, and he should usually say it a lot.

"Patriarch, we're here!" Mocha said calmly.

"Jiang Qing, come here." Wolf Mo got up and said softly.

The soft and mellow voice is magnetic and makes people listen to it very pleasantly.

couldn't help but feel that those people who were lowering their heads looked up vaguely at Jiang Qing in the wolf ink's mouth. They all knew that Wolf Mo was the patriarch of the Chasing Wind Tribe, and at the same time their future patriarch, they were in awe and fear from the bottom of their hearts for this powerful patriarch who was not smiling and often had a cold face.

They saw with their own eyes that Wolf Mo didn't say a word, and with a wave of his hand, he crushed the necks of several disobedient people. The cold and ruthless face, the eyes reveal bloodthirsty and tyrannical thoughts, at a glance, people can't resist.

Jupiter gritted his teeth, Mu Long didn't let her die, just let her live better than death.

Once, she hoped that Wolf Mo would take a fancy to her and rescue her from this sea of suffering. However, Wolf Mo never looked at her more, which made Jupiter, who boasted of his outstanding appearance, very unconvinced. Even if it is Feng Luan, who is high in the clan, she dares to compete. Otherwise, she would not have been so obsessed with Qiu Tie that she couldn't find the north, and even went so far as to violate the rules of the clan and make an exception to give the Kuromu tribe a lot of food.

However, when she raised her hand to see the comer, her face instantly turned to ashes.

But seeing Jiang Qing dressed in simple linen clothes, her thin waist was light, showing her gentleness.

The slender and well-proportioned legs stepped on a pair of brown and yellow rattan shoes, revealing a pair of beautiful lotus feet, white and tender, smooth and silently bewitching. The eyes that are cut like water are smiling and pretty, and the mist is shrouded, and the charm is natural. The long black hair is coiled high into a cloud bun with hostas.

The corners of the lips are slightly upturned, the soft lips are slightly opened, and an indescribable invitation is issued, wanting to attract people with a fragrance.

The slender hands hanging on the waist and abdomen are like soft wattles.

It is really like skin like clotted fat, and collar like a grub.

What a pretty woman!

Everyone was stunned, stunned and stunned Jiang Qing, who approached Wolf Mo with a clever smile.

There is a look of amazement in his eyes!

It's no wonder that Wolf Mo can't look down on Jupiter, with such a stunning woman by his side, who can look down on other rouge gouaches?