An old man with kind eyebrows and a kind face took the initiative to explain and say hello, which made people lose their temper no longer in any case. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Sang Nan showed a smile full of kindness to the old man: "Patriarch, my companion's temper is not very good, please forgive me!" ”

"Hehe, no, no, no!" The old man's gaze slowly swept in front of everyone, and he nodded with a smile, and the powerful momentum exuded by the few people in front of him surprised him. The space in the thatched hut is limited, and only Ji Tieyi's sister and brother, Mei Dongen's father and daughter are following by Sang Nan's side at the moment, and 100 teenagers are guarding outside the thatched hut.

"I lost both legs in a battle 20 years ago, so it's not convenient to go out to greet you, old man!" Although the old man was half-sitting, his upper body was majestic and full of strength, but his face was slightly depressed.

After hearing this, everyone's hearts sank, and Sang Nan narrowed his eyes: "Is it because of the battle with the Cente tribe?" ”

"Not them! At that time, the Sente were not as powerful as they are now. The old man was calm, smiling and shaking his head.

"Who hurt you?" Ji Tieyi suddenly spoke. Although the old man in front of him lost his legs, but looking at his momentum and figure, he must have been a generation of powerhouses back then, so if he can be injured like this, the opponent's strength should naturally not be underestimated.

The old man obviously didn't want to continue talking about this topic, and waved his hand lightly: "It's all old yellow calendars, don't mention it." ”

"As far as I know, the Ancient Giants (Sumery) are a very powerful race, why are there only so many people left?" Ji Tieyi immediately asked the next question.

The old man's eyes suddenly burst into a ball of fine light, and he looked at Ji Tieyi: "Do you know the ancient giant clan? ”

The old man who was still kind and kind just now seems to be like a beast that chooses people to devour, and he wants to hurt people. Ji Tieyi looked at the old man expressionlessly, and a murderous intent loomed on the surface of his body.

"Old man, don't get excited, we are not here for any purpose, but there are some things I want to ask you about." Sang Nan took a step forward and stopped between the two, he saw the old man's vigilant look, and vaguely guessed that the current situation of the Sumei tribe was probably not too good.

Lan also hurriedly walked over to the patriarch and explained a few words loudly.

"Please forgive me for my gaffes!" After listening to Lan's words, the old man's breath gradually stabilized, and he sighed lightly: "You have saved my clan, and you are the benefactor of my clan, I should be grateful, but for the safety of my clan, I must be cautious everywhere." ”

Sang Nan suddenly put away his smile, and his tone became indifferent: "Old man, I believe you can also see that we are not from this continent, we just entered here by mistake, so what race are you, and what was it like before?" What's next? It doesn't make sense to me. Besides, if we want to be detrimental to the Sumers, why should we kill those Cents? ”

When the old man heard this, his face changed, and he sighed lightly: "My name is Hong, I don't know what the little brother wants to ask?" ”

Hearing the patriarch's name, Sang Nan's face twitched again and again, looking at him, and then at Lan.

A red? A blue? Could it be that these giants are named after their colors?

"Only people at the level of the patriarch have an official name. Counting all of our entire tribe, only three of us are qualified for this. Patriarch Hong saw Sang Nan's expression and explained it again.

Sang Nan knew this in his heart and got to the point: "How many races are there on this continent?" ”

"There are 88 big races, and there are probably thousands of other small races." Patriarch Red replied.

"So, is there a way to the outside world?" Sannan asked expectantly.

"The road to the outside world? Haven't heard of it! Red shook her head.

Sunnan looked a little strange and said, "Not long ago, those Cents mistook us for Wikipedians. As far as I know, the Wikipedians have invaded other continents in the past. So, there must be a way to the outside world here. ”

"Wikis?" When Red heard the name Wikipedia, his eyes showed an extremely complicated look.

"Could it be that the decline of the Sumers has something to do with the Wikipediaries?" Sang Nan observed his words and guessed casually.

"That's right, our Sumer tribe, also known as the ancient giant race, is the earliest indigenous people in the Tigris continent, and has been breeding and existing on this continent for hundreds of thousands of years."

Hong's voice was full of vicissitudes and helplessness, and he talked eloquently: "Our people are naturally powerful, one of the most powerful races at that time, and established the earliest Soviet-American civilization in the Tigris continent, ruling the southern region of the Tigris continent.

30,000 years ago, another powerful race, the Wikipedia, suddenly rose up and began to invade everywhere to seize territory, and our territory was also invaded. We organized a powerful army to fight back, but the Wikipedians were no less powerful than us, and they came prepared, the Sumers experienced very few battles, and coupled with their lack of preparation, it didn't take long for them to be defeated, and only 5,000 of the 100,000 warriors remained. After that, they hunted and killed the Sumers on a large scale, constantly destroying our civilization, and the remaining tribesmen were forced to continue to flee south, hiding all the way east to Tibet, and the number of people became smaller and smaller. ”

"But the years of wandering have not saved us from our bad luck, and the situation has become more and more difficult. Because the Sumers are tall and gentle, and are the best laborers, many small races have coveted us when they see that our strength has been greatly reduced and that we are weak and can be bullied, and they have joined the ranks of capturing the Sumers! ”

"The former army of giants is gone, and only a few people are left who are barely surviving."

The red face had a hint of sadness, and the tone was full of loneliness.

"Is the Wiki Legion so powerful?" Sannan remembered that Sosa said that the Sand Python Legion only had 30,000 men, and it sounded a little unreal that it could defeat 100,000 giants.

"Yes, they are very powerful, they only sent 200,000 troops, and they destroyed the Sumers." Red said as he recalled.

"What! You say they have an army of 200,000? Sang Nan suddenly looked shocked. He couldn't figure out why the Wikipedians hadn't been sent to Moya at that time if there were so many warriors in the Wikipedia.

"Yes! If not, how could the Sumers be easily defeated? Think we're just moving pieces of meat? Red looked a little angry.

Sang Nan knew that Hong had misunderstood him, but he didn't bother to explain anything.

"So, is there anything weird about this continent?"

"What do you mean by a quirky place?" Red looked at him and asked.

"For example, a place called Returning to the Soul?" Sang Nan stared at the red eyes and said slowly.

"Yes!" This time, it was actually blue who answered the question.

"Where?" Sannan asked hurriedly.

"Returning to the Soul Mountain!" Lan's answer was always so concise, Sang Nan rolled his eyes, looked at Red again, and smiled kindly at him:

"Or, you?" (To be continued.) )