Lin Congkuan's sudden departure was like digging up a piece of meat on Zhuang Yan's body to make him unhappy, he sighed to himself, he was too lacking in love, and he was a single dog in his previous life, so that even a man's love now makes him cherish it extraordinarily.

"Teacher, what do you want?"

solemnly was reminded by Shi Mingming's shout:

"Nothing, what's wrong?"

Shi Ming came back to his senses when he saw solemnly, and then continued:

"Several patriarchs from the city have come to meet you, and they are waiting outside. ”

The patriarch of the family? I really haven't come into contact with these people, what are they coming to me for?

"Go and get someone in. ”

Not long after, four middle-aged men walked in with Shi Mingming.

After the four of them saluted, they sat down in turn, and Shi Mingming returned to the solemn back and stood beside Fu Qiurui.

"I don't know what the four of them are coming to find Zhuang, what's the matter?"

The four of them listened to the solemn inquiry and looked at each other, and the patriarch who sat in the first place said:

"It's true that I have something to ask Dean Zhuang for help. ”

Zhuang Zhuang didn't speak, and motioned to the other party to continue, she didn't plan to promise others anything indiscriminately.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhuang had no intention of answering, the man had no choice but to continue:

"Presumably Dean Zhuang has also heard that the Excalibur Tribe has recently laid out many large arrays on the border of our Sun Tribe, and I am afraid that war will break out soon. Although Guangling City is located in a remote location, and it is also separated from the Shenjian tribe by a coastal area, many spiritual veins are produced here, and it has been a battleground for wars since ancient times, and I am afraid that it will inevitably become a stronghold for the two sides to fight. ”

Listening solemnly, he remembered that he only cared about Lin Congkuan's departure, and even ignored the reason why he left here, he said that the Excalibur Tribe had begun to invade the border, so he had to return to the team, and he was going to the front line to participate in the battle.

The patriarch seemed to hesitate a little, took a sip of water, and then continued:

"Our four families plan to move to Liangyan City!"

"Moved to Liangyan City?"

The patriarch did not respond to the solemn doubts, but continued:

"Once the war breaks out, our small families will inevitably be pushed to the front line, and the academy and spiritual veins will be retained, but none of our local forces will want to survive! Liang Yancheng is the location of the headquarters of the Sun Tribe, and it must be very safe, but how can the migration of the whole clan be so light, we hope that Dean Zhuang will go to Liang Yancheng this time and help us buy a piece of land, so as not to move there and have nowhere to settle when the time comes. ”

Everyone is afraid of war, no one wants to die, and it is normal and understandable that they want to flee for their lives.

But Zhuang Zhuang still felt very sad, the war had not yet broken out, there were just some clues, and these families were already thinking about how to abandon Guangling City.

They can run, but what about the people of Guangling City, where can those civilians run?

This incident made the solemn mood particularly heavy, and once war broke out, the cities on the border between the two tribes would surely be devastated.

But solemnly still agreed to the request of the four families, they just wanted their clansmen to live.

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A round sunset pressed against the ridge line of the desert, and the earth was lined with a dull and dark layer, revealing a layer of crimson, and the desert waves that supported the setting sun froze, like a sleeping sea.

On the golden sea of sand, an emaciated figure walked slowly, he was emaciated, but he had a tall, bulging hunchback, some salallow face was filled with a malnourished sickness, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, and his eyes were wrapped in thick dark circles.

His unkempt face looked haggard, and the silk robe he wore hung from his body as if he had been dragged by a sharp knife.

The corners were soaked with patches of blood, and the heat wave was blowing, his body was sweating, and his body was trembling slightly from overwork.

But his eyes were still staring at the front, and the white hair on his head was dry and dragged on the ground.

He looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was still a child.

I don't know where he got this perseverance, dragging the body that was about to fall at any time, and continued to move forward.

Zhuang Zheng and the others sat on the black jade wheel.

Above the black jade wheel, a translucent protective shield is covered.

At this moment, the magic weapon stopped in place, and everyone was looking at the young man, shocked in their hearts.

This child is one or two years older than Shi Mingming, and his current appearance is really distressing in his eyes, and Shi Yan's eyes are even more unbearable.

Seeing the young man's figure gradually approaching, everyone saw that he was not a hunchback at all, but carrying a young man who was even thinner than him.

The young man lay quietly on his back, and most of the blood stains on their bodies came from the young man's right arm, and he saw that on his right arm, there were five bloody holes visible to the naked eye, which looked very terrible.

With a pop, the boy seemed to finally lose his strength, and the two fell to the ground together.

Zhuang Yan and Shi Yan hurriedly jumped off the magic weapon, and the two came to the front, and one of them hugged one and walked back.

After returning to the magic weapon, with a tap of his finger, there was an oscillation on the transparent shield, and from the outside, after a burst of oscillation, the entire shield completely disappeared in this space, Teacher Zuo Yi hurriedly stepped forward to check the young man's injury.

"This kid... It's dead... It's been more than ten days..."

Shangyan next to her, she quickly covered her mouth in fright when she heard the words, her body was trembling, she had never seen a real dead person!

Looking more closely at the dead boy, his face was pale and thin like a skeleton, and he finally couldn't help but cry out loud in fright.

Fu Qiurui, who was next to her, pulled the cigarette into her arms, stroked it gently, and comforted her.

"Save this!"

Shangyan put the other child in front of Zuo Yi, and saw that Zuo Yi first performed a small growth technique on him, and then crossed his arms, and put his thumb and index finger in front of him with both hands.

In front of him, a green point of light suddenly lit up, and after a breath, it was divided into several green rays of light and scattered in all directions, and the scattered points of light were suspended parallel to the black jade wheel, and the little boy was held up by this point of light and suspended in mid-air.

After the light point spreads to the size of one meter, it does not continue, but takes the initial starting point as the center, begins to rotate around, and gradually changes into green silk threads, between the silk threads, there is green light jumping back and forth, and the whole light point begins to emit a brighter light because of the gradual expansion.

The wounds on the young man's body began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, his sallow face began to gradually regain his vitality, and even the white coat sprinkled with blood gradually returned to its original state.

Zuo Yi took a deep breath, retracted his fingering, and the attribute light that jumped around also dissipated, and he said a little weakly:

"It's okay, let him rest for a while and he will recover naturally. ”

As he spoke, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell backwards, and Zuo Fengshuai hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Dad, are you alright?"

Zuo Yi waved his hand, with a smile on his face:

"It's not a big deal, it's not so easy to save people, you can help me lie down for a while. ”

Zuo Fengshuai helped Zuo Yi to the corner, lay down, stepped forward solemnly, looked at the young man who was lying down, and asked the teacher:

"Master of the Palace, two children were killed and injured, yes, did the Divine Sword Tribe do it?"

Shi Yan looked at the child who was already dead, this child looked like he was only fourteen years old, not much older than Shi Mingming.

The flesh on his body was somewhat rotten, covered in a layer of cracked skin, as if it could be torn off by pulling a little.

He couldn't imagine what he would do if it was his son lying here.

Move your gaze to the arm that had dried up and was once covered in blood.

"Master Zhuang, look, there are five blood holes on his arm!"

"Blood Cave?"

Zhuang Zheng hurriedly stepped forward to check, and sure enough, around the five blood holes, there was still a trace, as if it had been corroded, Zhuang Zhuang felt a chill in his heart, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

"Nine Yin White Bone Claw ???"

Yes???

Shi Yan looked at Zhuang Yan with a confused expression, obviously he had not heard of the word Nine Yin White Bone Claw, and Zhuang Yan hurriedly explained:

"I heard before that there is a special technique for cultivating fingers, and after cultivation, the fingers are particularly strong, even the skull of the Demon Emperor can be easily scratched!"

Fu Qiurui stepped forward, secretly checked, and said with irrepressible excitement:

"I know this kind of wound, it seems to be left by the Kong family!"

The Kong family was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that it was the tribe of the Yiling Ancestor! However, the imaginary young man seemed to be a little different from reality!

"You mean, these are the corpses?"

"Exactly!"

Before they could finish their discussion, they saw the unconscious young man, who suddenly opened his eyes, he first looked at the sky in a daze, and then realized that he seemed to have forgotten something important, and sat up suddenly.

Seeing this, everyone moved from the dead boy's side to the sober boy.

"Are you awake, how are you feeling?"

The young man's eyes were still a little sluggish, mixed with some confusion, and he stared at the solemnity for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses.

"Where's my cousin?

Hearing this, there was a bitterness on his face, he slowly let go of his body and walked a few steps to the side, and everyone also leaned to the sides, leaving a way for the young man.

The young man turned his head to look at his cousin lying on the ground, his face was full of decay, the rotting corpse, he couldn't see the original appearance clearly, he just watched quietly, he couldn't say a word, he didn't move, only tears kept flowing down, with his expressionless face, looking at it, the people who watched it were a little panicked.

......

In the next few days, everyone was still sitting on the Moyu wheel bored as usual, but there was one more handsome young guy, but the atmosphere did not become slightly more active, because he had always been like he had nothing to do with himself, as if he had no desire to live, which caused everyone to be a little depressed.