Langning touched his curly hair, and said, "We are not a black clan, but this time we went out hunting, and the chief asked us to apply all black oil." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Why do I look at this black oil, it seems to be very hard?" Shi Sheng stepped forward and scraped his skin with his fingernails.

"It's something that comes out of the ground, you call it oil? We don't really know what it is. ”

As they spoke, the battle between Feng and the other side intensified, and Shi Sheng said to Yu Yike: "It's safer here, you are here to protect these two brothers, and I will take half of the people to support the patriarch." ”

Fenghe's side was really struggling, the reinforcements from the Beiming clan and the Shafeng clan had already arrived, Haotian's side didn't stop much, and the rest turned around and rushed towards Fenghe.

Feng He was fighting with the patriarch of the Beiming clan, he didn't use the ion machine, he thought that this was a good time to practice his fighting skills, who knew that the reinforcements from the Beiming clan arrived so quickly.

He kicked the Beiming clan patriarch down with a flying kick, and then turned around and pulled out the bone knife from behind him.

The patriarch of the Beiming clan saw the wind just now and didn't use weapons, and at first he laughed at him for daring to underestimate the enemy, and he was a little overwhelmed. Later, he found that the strength of this young patriarch of the Fuxi clan was extremely great, and the fighting format was very peculiar, which he had never seen before.

He could see that this was a fusion of eight thousand years of martial arts techniques, using the fighting format of people in ancient times.

In order not to let others see the clues, Feng He didn't dare to change the fighting format too much, but only made a slight modification, and he originally knew a little bit about it.

But this was enough, coupled with his great strength, the stone knife of the head of the Beiming clan did not have the upper hand.

At this time, the patriarch of the Beiming clan saw the wind and pulled out the bone knife, and his heart trembled slightly. The wind and his bare hands had made it difficult for him to deal with, but now he saw that the knife he drew was extremely sharp, and he was even more unbearable to deal with.

However, he had seen this kind of knife, and the old chief of the Gan clan had used it, so his eyes lit up after seeing it.

"How do you have a knife?" The patriarch of the Beiming clan stopped his attack and stood there and asked gloomily.

Feng He stepped forward and shouted, "If you want to know, go to Hades and ask!" The sound of the knife whirred, and a cold light on the blade slashed the leopard skin on Beiming's chest.

Although the skin is blooming, the flesh is not cracked, Feng and his subordinates have a little affection, he wants the head of the Beiming clan to die.

After the knife passed, the patriarch of the Beiming clan looked at his chest in horror and asked again, "What is your relationship with the old chief of the Gan clan?" ”

Hearing the patriarch of the Beiming clan ask like this, Feng He remembered the origin of this knife.

When he was twelve years old, his mother was seriously ill, and in order to let his younger brothers eat a bite of meat, he avoided the surveillance of Jeanmei and others, and ran into the mountains alone.

He chased a wild boar farther and farther away, and finally entered a no-man's land. The wild boar was nowhere to be found, and he was lost. It was raining again, and a colorful tiger attacked him from behind.

He was only twelve years old, and although he was born with divine powers, he was still more than enough to deal with a wild boar, but not a tiger.

Seeing that he was about to become the belly of the tiger, more than a dozen alien races appeared in the dense forest, and one of them, an old man, after running a few steps to approach the tiger, threw the bone knife in his hand straight out.

The bone knife plunged into the tiger's eye, and the blade went deep into the tiger's brain, and the tiger struggled twice and died.

Feng He, who was sitting in front of the tiger, looked at the old man in front of him with confused eyes, and was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. When he sobered up a little, he saw that the person who came was a foreign race, and thought to himself that this is really going to kill me, and if he doesn't die, he can't do it, will he choke people to death if he drinks cold water?

The young man Fenghe was only increasing his sadness, but who knew that the old man walked up to him and squatted down.

The old man looked at Fenghe and felt that this child was unusual, so he looked at his totem again and asked, "Are you pure Fuxi?" ”

Feng He was originally stupid, but after hearing this, he just nodded, and the old man asked again: "Who are you the chief of the Fuxi clan?" ”

What is this old man asking for? Didn't he try to kill me?

Fenghe came to the spirit and said, "I am her son." ”

"Haha, then we're friends, I'm friends with your mother."

"Ahh Fenghe didn't dare to think like this at all, so he asked, "Aren't you of an alien race?" ”

"Yes! However, our Gan clan has never invaded the territory of the Da Fuxi clan, we are the most southwestern branch of the Suiren descendants, and since the Suiren clan split, we have no contact with the two branches that moved west and south. ”

"And what are you doing here?" Fenghe was taught by his mother since he was a child, and he knew the distribution of power throughout the alliance.

Since the old man said that he was a Gan, then they should stay in the mountains to the southwest, where the mountains are said to be continuous and the water is endless.

"I'm here to find your mother to repay him!"

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Scenes of the past surrounded him, and Feng He remembered these, and also remembered the bone knife that the Chief of the Gan Clan gave him when he finally left.

The chief not only gave him a bone knife, but also taught him how to make a bone knife, but the blade was extremely difficult to make.

Until now, Fenghe didn't know how the old man made metal blades.

With these memories rolling in his mind, he said casually: "This was given to me by the old chief of the Gan clan, and we are friends." ”

"Stop!" After hearing Fenghe's words, the patriarch of the Beiming clan immediately put away the stone knife and shouted in the crowd. After hearing this, the people of the Beiming clan all looked at the patriarch in surprise, they didn't know why the patriarch's tendon was broken, why he suddenly stopped fighting.

Not only the people of the Beiming clan, but also the Fenghe and Fuxi clans were also very surprised.

The patriarch of the Beiming clan stepped forward and gave a deep salute and said, "You are the son of the former chief of the Fuxi clan, right?" ”

Feng He was stunned for a moment, nodded yes, and the patriarch of the Beiming clan was very excited after hearing this, and said: "The old chief of the Gan clan once saved my life, and also saved the lives of all the clansmen of our branch, and he has a great kindness to us." ”

Feng He realized that this person also had different feelings with the old chief of the Gan clan.

The patriarch of the Beiming clan said again: "I went to visit him before he died, and he said to me, no matter who you are enemies with in this life, you can't be enemies of the pure Fuxi clan, because we owe them too much." ”

Feng He asked puzzledly: "I know that my mother once had a favor to the Gan clan, and the old chief of the Gan clan saved you and entrusted you with her deathbed, which I can understand, but what I don't understand is, what is the relationship between your Beiming clan and the Gan clan?" ”

The head of the Beiming clan had tears in the corners of his eyes, and said: "The Gan clan is the general branch of our Beiming clan, we are split, and the distant ancestor of the branch once betrayed the Gan clan. ”

"This?" Fenghe felt that it was difficult to say when he heard it, how to talk about this.

The Bei Ming clan smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the old chief of the Gan clan and the current chief of the Beiming clan have a deep relationship, and our Beiming clan can return to the Gan clan." ”