Zhezhe, as the warrior with the purest blood in the Youyu clan's main tribe, was elected as the leader of the Golden Tribe early on.

Every day he waited on the edge of the tribe for the warriors of the other tribes of the Yu clan and defeated the bravest of them one by one.

The defeated warriors will lead their own people to set up a yurt on the side of the Golden Tribe, waiting for the final result.

Two months later, the leader of the Yu clan was finally chosen, and Zhezhe unfortunately lost to a warrior named Mo'er in the last contest.

Whether it is wrestling or riding archery, in fact, Zhezhe is better, but in the most critical marching formation, Zhezhe lost to Moore in three consecutive games.

Mo Er naturally became the new head of the Yu clan's expeditions.

Under the auspices of the Yu clan patriarch and Wu, a grand ceremony was held on the grassland to pray that the soldiers who went out on the expedition could obtain a rich harvest and return safely.

During this ceremony, Mo Er was awarded the title of leader, Bai Xuan, and ordered the nine thousand warriors of the Youyu clan to mount their war horses and set off north, and they would set up camp on the Anan River, four hundred miles away.

They had to wait for the forces of the Di Hui Alliance to move south, and then send troops to Dragon City.

Zhezhe left, and he took more than 100 tribal warriors to follow Mo'er on the expedition.

And the golden tribe of the Yu clan headquarters has once again returned to the same appearance as when Xiao Jinxing first came.

Gradually, with the arrival of winter on the grassland, snow and ice fell from the sky.

Xiao Jinxing suddenly realized that it had been five years since he came to the Saibei grassland.

Five years is enough to fade a lot of things, just like the sores on Xiao Jinxing's body, which can no longer be seen clearly with the passage of time.

The bones that were broken by the Golden Melon Warrior in the Blue Dragon Hall also seem to have grown harder.

But the pain in Xiao Jinxing's heart became more and more intense, and the scars on his heart were still clear.

Because Xiao Jinxing would always hide in a corner where no one was, he endured the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow and lifted the scars again.

He wanted to see the appearance of his parents and the appearance of Qing'er.

There are some things that you want to forget but can't forget, and some things that you want to keep in your heart forever to treasure.

The first snow of midwinter fell for ten days, and the blizzards raged on the grasslands every day, and the people of the tribe did not even have time to miss their families who had gone on expeditions from afar, because they were already in a predicament of their own survival.

The door to the yurt was opened, and two snowmen, one large and one small, walked through the door.

After they entered, one of them immediately closed the door tightly, while the other patted the snow on his body and ran towards Xiao Jinxing.

Xiao Jinxing took Xin'er's cold little hand, and covered her red little face for a while.

Ayi'er, on the side, walked to the fire, threw a few more pieces of wood into the fire that was about to go out, and then sat down and started the fire.

"Brother, look."

Xin'er excitedly took out a small puppy from her arms, and the puppy seemed to be sleeping soundly in Xin'er's warm arms, but was suddenly pulled out of Xin'er's cold clothes and opened her eyes, and barked a few times in fear.

Xiao Jinxing took the puppy, put it on his lap, and stroked it slowly.

The fire was even more prosperous because of Ayi'er, and a trace of warmth passed into the puppy's body with Xiao Jinxing's hand, and it actually fell asleep again.

"Xin'er, where did you pick this up?" Xiao Jinxing asked Xin'er.

"Brother, did my grandfather give it to me?"

Let's talk about it

Later, Xin'er seemed to be afraid that the dog would be frozen again, so she took it back into her arms.

Xiao Jinxing turned his gaze to Ayi'er, and Ayi'er shook her head and said:

"The patriarch still refuses to see us.

It's just that he saw that Xin'er liked the dog at his door very much, so he let Xin'er get one of the cubs he had just laid, and Xin'er was very happy about it.

What happened at the beginning was not Xin'er's fault, so why blame her? ”

As she spoke, Ayi'er pulled Xin'er into her arms.

So the three of them sat by the fire, each with their own thoughts.

"Knock Knock"

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door outside the yurt came into the ears of the three people, and before Xiao Jinxing could stand up, he saw that the door of the yurt was knocked open.

Four or five women squeezed into Xiao Jinxing's yurt at the same time, and they threw themselves towards the only place in the dark yurt where there was fire.

"Ah, wriggling."

One of the four or five people ran to the stove first, but happened to meet Ayi'er, who was looking at him in surprise.

Ayi'er didn't have the veil she wore every time she went out, so the man screamed when he saw her bumpy and pitted ghost-like face.

But after a few breaths, she saw that Ayi'er seemed to just lower her head, and she had no intention of attacking her, and then looked at Xiao Jinxing, who was gloomy, and Xin'er, who looked panicked, and understood who this woman with her head bowed was.

"Ah, Ayir. I didn't mean to offend you. ”

The man had just said something to express his apologies, but suddenly seemed to think of something, so he hurriedly grabbed Xiao Jinxing and said with a crying voice:

"Xiao, Brother Xiao, the worm man, the worm man is here."

"Sister Shani, why don't you come to my house when the worms are here?"

Ayi'er was also a little uncomfortable in her heart, and she said to the woman angrily.

But the woman didn't hear the thorn in Ayi'er's words, she still looked trembling and was about to pull Xiao Jin out.

Xiao Jinxing looked at the panicked appearance of these women and didn't seem to be lying, so he changed his displeasure and hurriedly said:

"Where's the Wriggling?"

When the woman heard Xiao Jinxing's question, she trembled slightly and said:

"In the north, there are already several families over there who have been killed by the worms, they are eating people, and we also heard the screams of the people so we ran over and called people, go quickly, otherwise we will really all die."

Xiao Jinxing nodded, he understood that his yurt was in the south of the tribe, and if the north was attacked by the worms, then they would kill them sooner or later.

Now that the young and strong people in the tribe have gone south to fight, Xiao Jin, as one of the few men in the tribe, is duty-bound to take on the responsibility of protecting women and children, which is why these women think of him.

It is difficult for people on the grasslands to survive, so it becomes a matter of course to be born and die for people who have no blood relatives, but such a thing is extremely difficult to achieve in the countries of Kannai.

"Xiao Jin, they seem to be a little afraid of water."

Just as Xiao Jin lifted the wooden stick at the door of the yurt and was about to go out, Ayi'er's voice came into Xiao Jin's ears.

Xiao Jin smiled at Ayi'er, then nodded and walked out of the yurt.

A gust of wind and snow blew into the yurt again, and Ayier hurriedly walked to the door and resisted the door.

Under the watchful eyes of the women, Ayir put on her veil again and served a bowl of steaming butter tea to the women.

Then she sat down in a corner of the yurt and stared at the fire.

"Auntie."

Xin'er ran to Ayi'er's arms with her bowl, and the puppy in her arms suddenly woke up, smelled the smell of butter tea in Xin'er's hand, and barked.

The women glanced at each other, and then bowed their heads even more embarrassedly.

Xiao Jinxing got into the wind and snow, even though it was daytime, he still couldn't see too far away, so he could only follow the shouts in the wind and run towards the north.

In front of him, behind him, beside him, a number of people continued to emerge from the yurts on both sides, and they ran to the north with weapons in their hands like him.

This is the first time Xiao Jinxing has encountered worm people since he came out of the customs, and Xiao Jinxing's heart is also very nervous about these terrifying monsters that even Rong Di people talk about.

Along the way, Xiao Jinxing kept thinking about what everyone said when they talked about worms on weekdays, hoping to find some flaws.

It's a pity that it didn't help Xiao Jinxing's thinking except for the infinite exaggeration born of fear.

On the contrary, what Fang Cai Ayi'er said was really helpful to Xiao Jin.

The farther north he ran, the clearer and more audible the roars and screams in the cold storm and snow became, and as the cold wind blew in front of Xiao Jinxing, there was a heavier and heavier smell of blood.

Xiao Jinxing clutched the wooden stick in his hand tightly, because he had already seen the clansmen fighting with the three behemoths in the distance.

Or rather, he saw the people who were being slaughtered by three behemoths.

It was the first time Xiao Jinxing had seen the worms at such a close distance, and he took a deep breath, only then did he truly understand why the Rongdi people were so afraid of them.

These wrigglings were so tall that they suddenly looked like they were more than two people tall.

Their upper bodies are almost indistinguishable from those of humans, but their lower bodies are like horses and deer, with four slender legs.

They have no hair and have an upper body, but they have a thick layer of fluff covering their skin.

Xiao Jinxing took a closer look at their faces, but was only stunned for a moment, the faces of these wriggled people were pitted, like, just like Ayi'er's face.

Xiao Jinxing didn't dare to continue thinking, because when he saw a worm, he instantly tore an old man who had just finished shooting an arrow and had time to dodge it in half with his hand and threw it to the ground.

Looking at the ground again, Xiao Jinxing found that there was more than one person who was torn to pieces, and the stumps, broken arms, and scarlet blood scattered everywhere had been spilled all over the ground.

The wriggling man threw away the old man's body, roared on his back as if contented, and once again rushed into the crowd of men with wooden sticks ready to engage in hand.

And this time, he was up to Xiao Jinxing.

Seeing the worm rushing up, Xiao Jinxing's mind quickly thought about how to break the enemy. Rather, the worms had such large bodies, but they were more agile than the teenagers of the tribe.

Therefore, when it is small and big, the most important thing to take is to win with speed, and it naturally cannot be used.

But Xiao Boda has another clever word to use, Xiao Jinxing just thought of this, and saw that the worm man had already rushed closer, raised the spear in his hand and stabbed him carelessly.

But what the wriggling man didn't expect was that the man, who seemed to be standing stupidly in the cold wind, fell backwards before his Changge was about to pierce his body.

"Scared to death?"

The worm thought to himself.