The weather is getting colder, and mountains of food are piled up in the lion warehouse, but with their appetite, it is estimated that they can only last half of the cold season. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAt the beginning of the cold season, you still need to go out hunting and gathering, and you basically can't go out in the middle and late stages.

The fair vegetable plot has begun to bear fruit, and the green leaves with hoarfrost are particularly fresh. There are also small and delicate winter fruits, which hang like pearls on the treetops. On the other side, there is also a pink velvet flower, which blooms brilliantly in the cold wind, and it is beautiful for a moment.

Shang Ke re-paved the stone path outside the house, planted green vines on both sides, and paved the potholed mud floor into a patch of green, extending to the fence and walls, decorating this originally crude house like an elven hut, like the most beautiful corner of the tribe.

Under his influence, many females also began to plant plants around their houses, but because they were not well cared for, the plants either died or died. So they came to ask Shang Ke for help, and Shang Ke did not shirk, patiently demonstrating the planting method and teaching them to distinguish plant varieties.

Unlike other males' rudeness and strength, Shang Ke is meticulous, gentle in character, and polite to females, and after several contacts, he quickly won the unanimous praise of the females, and was almost regarded as a "friend of women", and also received a lot of autumn waves from young females.

In the past, because of his own defects, Yanu rarely interacted with people, and he did not have a single friend in the tribe, and the people's understanding of him was limited to being dull, withdrawn, and honest and deceitful. Now that he has become Shang Ke, he has less inferiority complex and more calmness, and gradually exudes his brilliance. In the past, Yanu was actually not bad, hard-working, kind and simple, but he cared too much about his own flaws, so much so that he missed many beautiful scenery.

At first, Shang Ke thought that he was shuttling through different worlds and resurrecting in different people, but since he saw the last illusion, he had a faint feeling that maybe every time he crossed the world, it was his experience in his previous life, and the person he crossed every time was also his former self.

Now that I think about it, every time he becomes a different person, he adapts very quickly, especially in the last world, he is in a ghost state, looking for a physical resurrection, and he was unsuccessful at the beginning, maybe there are various coincidences, but there is no reason for the wrong body. There seems to be a force in the darkness that guides him to find his true body.

Shang Ke shook his head, put aside these conjectures for the time being, and concentrated on the work at hand. As long as he completes the task, the answer will be revealed one day.

"Yanu." Someone behind him suddenly called his name, and Shang Ke turned around to see Seite walking towards him with a smile.

As Mutu's brother, Sith's status in the tribe was not low, but Mutu had already seen his ambitions, so he began to deliberately distance himself from him and sent people to spy on him.

Seit quickly noticed the change in Mutu's attitude towards him, but he did not suspect that his conspiracy had been revealed, but with the heart of a villain, he guessed that after Mutu became the patriarch, he began to take precautions in order to stabilize his position.

The last time the pheasant took the opportunity to sneak up on the tribe, it made Sit realize their insidious cunning, and he no longer dared to collude with them, so he stopped for a while. But lately, I have seen that Mutu is thriving, and his status is declining, and I am jealous.

Today Mutu took people to meet the hunting party, and it is said that they found a herd of mountain goats, more than sixty of them, and needed to be transported by someone.

It was rare that Mutu did not bring Yanu with him, so Sit decided to come and look for bad luck. I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I take a closer look, this fox boy is indeed good-looking, whether it is in shape or appearance, it is no worse than those females, and even surpasses it.

Look at him standing under the green vine, his long hair is flowing, his white tail is swaying, and when he turns his head, a pair of peach blossom eyes look forward to life, charming and natural.

Seite swallowed, took a few steps forward, came to his side, and reached out to touch his waist.

Shang Ke turned sideways and looked at him coldly.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to be close to you." Seit leaned over to him again, with a harmless expression on his face, trying to win his favor.

Shang Ke squinted, picked up the shovel in his hand, and knocked on the stone a few times.

Sit didn't know why, and was about to speak, but he saw a black shadow suddenly rush out from the side, blocking Shang Ke like a small mountain, snorting at him.

When Setin looked at it, it was the mule and ox that had been kept in captivity by Yanu. It is no longer the dwarf livestock it was at the beginning, but now it is strong, with solid muscles, smooth black fur, and has been mixed in the lion clan, and its body is stained with the smell of fierce beasts, mighty and domineering, and not afraid of things.

Shang Ke touched its head, and it immediately put away its hostility, bent its eyes, and rubbed his hand affectionately.

Seeing this battle, Seite knew that he was out of action today, and when he was hesitating, there was a sudden scream of warning not far away.

Enemy attack!

Shang Ke's face was pale, and he quickly ran towards the center of the tribe, and before he could get close, he heard the barking of pheasants.

Pheasant again? Shang Ke subconsciously looked at Seite behind him, and then shook his head secretly. During this time, Seite has been under the supervision of Mutu, and has no chance to contact the pheasant at all, and with the lesson of the last time, he should not dare to cooperate with the pheasant again, unless he intends to kill himself.

Running to the center of the tribe, the lion warriors had already begun to prepare for battle, each taking up his weapon and rushing towards the invaders outside the fence.

However, this time, unlike the last time, the pheasant did not immediately storm the leonin's protective fence, but threw many water bags into the tribe. The hydration bag smashed on the ground, spilling a black liquid with a pungent smell.

The other orcs didn't know it, but Shang Ke knew very well that it was - oil, raw oil that had not been processed in any way!

Shang Ke opened his mouth, trying to alert them, but his throat didn't make any sound except for a tingling pain.

Don't go over!

Many of the leonins were left unpaid by the oil spills, and continued to charge at the enemy with ferocity, unaware that they were about to face a horde of death.

Shang Ke didn't expect the pheasants to find the oil and use it as a weapon to attack the lions. Under the oil offensive, the unsuspecting lion is bound to pay a terrible price.

Shang Ke's brain began to run rapidly: what to do, what to do, what to do?

Watching the torches being tossed high, Shang Ke realized that it was too late for any way now, and there was only one word - kill!

He drew the dagger at his waist, rushed to the fence against the torches, and with the help of his flexible body, jumped into the crowd of pheasants.

At the same time as he landed, there were several muffled sounds behind him, and red flames rose into the sky, like a phoenix with its wings outstretched.

Shang Ke raised his head, two clusters of anger ignited in his eyes, and in a roar and scream, he waved the murderous dagger in his hand.

The burning fire, the choking smoke, and the leonins engulfed in the flames caught everyone's eye.

Listening to the screams of the lion, the pheasants roared excitedly. They brandished their weapons and charged towards the tribe with great vigour.

At this point, the lion clan had almost lost their ability to resist, and the fire that could not be extinguished terrified them, and the pheasant easily broke through the outside protection.

Their purpose is very clear, that is, - burn, kill, rob, plunder!

But what they didn't notice was that their companions were rapidly decreasing. A ghostly figure, silently harvesting their lives, leaving behind them, leaving a field of corpses. White figure, low-key killing, splashing blood, bright red light and fire, sharp blade...... Woven into a dazzling picture that contrasts with the chaos around it.

As more and more pheasants fall, they finally discover Shang Ke's presence. Looking at the corpses in that place, the pheasants were furious, and they gave up chasing and killing the others, shouting to surround and kill Shang Ke.

Shang Ke was undaunted, facing the knife and axe, wielding the dagger in his hand to reduce their numbers.

The lion people quickly noticed the abnormality here, and also saw the slender figure, besieged by dozens of pheasants, fighting alone. Blood splattered on his white hair and tail, smearing a brilliant shade of blood.

A long knife slashed through Shang Ke's back, immediately leaving a deep scar that could be seen in the bones. Shang Ke staggered and turned around to dodge another person's vital attack, and several strands of broken hair fell.

Everyone clearly felt that his physical strength was about to reach its limit, and his movements were no longer as flexible as before, but even so, his eyes were still cold and unflinching.

A fox boy can bravely fight the enemy to the death, and they, the strong lion, are panicked like cowards!

A flash of anger and shame flashed in the eyes of the lions, and they took up their weapons one after another, roaring and charging towards the enemy.

Shang Ke's calmness and bravery silently infected them, allowing them to gradually overcome the fear brought by the flames, regain their dignity as a warrior, and fight against the invaders in front of them with all their might.

At this time, you don't need the motivation of words, you just need a weapon and a courage.

As the battle unfolded, the lion people found that the number of pheasants was not as large as they imagined, at least not to form an overwhelming advantage. When they noticed the corpse of the pheasant that stretched all the way outside the tribe, it dawned on them that the fox boy had already begun to fight silently before the enemy rushed into the tribe.

This decisiveness and determination made everyone feel sincerely admired.

The fire was still burning, but the pheasant gradually retreated under the onslaught of the lion people, and finally left nearly a hundred corpses behind and fled in disarray.

However, as soon as they escaped from the tribe, they ran into Mutu and the others who hurried back. Seeing the tragic scene in front of them, these lion warriors became furious and cut these deserters to pieces mercilessly.

Mutu strode into the tribe, and when he saw the corpses on the ground, the burning houses, and the people wailing in pain, a strong murderous aura erupted from his body.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and his gaze quickly searched the crowd, finally locking on to the familiar figure.

He was standing in front of a house engulfed in flames, his hands hanging at his side, one of which was still holding a dagger, blood sliding down the edge of the dagger and dripping to the ground. The white hair was also stained with blood, and the scar on his back was even more shocking.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Shang Ke slowly turned his head and looked at the man in front of him with a worried face.

Mutu, the storehouse where food was stored, was burned down.

Immediately, Shang Ke closed his eyes, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his body fell limply into his arms.

[Complete the main quest - protect the Leo Clan's territory from violation.] 】