……

Guan Yun chose to follow Zhu Lu back to the camp of the Baishan tribe after seeking Qian Lingxue's consent, if the situation of the old priest was really so critical, then he had to rush to see him for the last time.

Along the way, Zhu Lu frequently glanced at Qianrenxue, and stopped talking several times, and finally secretly pulled Guan Yun to walk a few steps.

"Eh, Xiaoyun, is this your daughter-in-law?"

“……”

Guan Yun glanced at Zhu Lu a little speechlessly, and the joy of the reunion was instantly washed away by this sentence, let's see if this is a human word? You must know that although Qianrenxue's appearance at this time is handsome and delicate, a clear-eyed person is a man at first glance!

But then again, although he knew that he was a bad one, he really carried a "man" all the way, and now he can't help but get goosebumps when he thinks about it.

"This is a friend of mine."

In order to avoid Zhu Lu's questioning, Guan Yun hurriedly diverted the topic and continued to ask.

"By the way, how did the tribe migrate here?"

Such a long-distance migration would not have been possible if it had not been forced by circumstances, but if it had been due to Guan Yun's Guan Yun, the migration of the tribe should have happened seven years ago, but according to the Xingdu tribe, the Baishan tribe moved away about four years ago.

"Don't mention it."

Hearing Guan Yun's question, Zhu Lu looked a little depressed, this place has a better climate, whether it is the living environment or the quality of the prey, it is too far worse than the previous station.

"It's not an old sacrifice yet, we have to move here, and what kind of ...... are you?"

The words were silent at this point, and Zhu Lu pointed to the ground cautiously like a thief.

Guan Yun couldn't help but have some worries about the current situation of the Baishan tribe, which could make Zhu Lu complain a little about his beliefs, it seems that the tribe's life is not good now.

As for Qianrenxue, at this time? She is firmly following Guan Yun's ass, her mouth is almost ready to hang a soy sauce bottle, men are all big pigs' trotters, and the old people forget the new people!

"What about you? How have you been in the past few years? The flowers and greenery of the south didn't fascinate you, why did you come back? ”

When it comes to the south, Zhulu's eyes begin to glow, and for a person like him who grew up in white, the colorful world only exists in his imagination.

"After walking a long way, I finally returned to the north, maybe this is fate."

"It's okay, come back this time and stay well, our tribe is strong now! There are nearly 2,000 people, and there is also a soul king, you can walk with the wind in the future. ”

Qian Lingxue, who was following behind, pouted secretly when she heard this, can this also be called strong? This kid in your eyes who hasn't grown up has established a lot of power in less than three months with devastating means, and the number of soul masters under his command alone is in thousands.

As for the Soul King? For the soul master of the Divine Martial Soul, if a soul master below the Soul Saint wants to be defeated by a Divine Martial Soul on the frontal battlefield, then he must at least have one more soul ring than the Divine Martial Soul Soul Master, and the premise is that his martial soul belongs to one of the top martial souls in the mainland.

Besides, is the Soul King considered strong? Even the vast majority of Titled Douluo have been looking for a way to become a god all their lives, and for these gods and martial souls, the road to becoming a god is naturally open.

"Here, in the small valley in front, this is the middle and outer periphery of the Baishan Forest, it is barely safe, anyway, we can deal with the soul beasts outside, and it is difficult to say if you go a little further inside."

Zhu Lu's finger pointed to a small gap, Guan Yun looked in the direction, should I say it or not, it can barely be regarded as hidden, but in such a position, if there is an accident, the retreat of the tribe is prone to all kinds of accidents.

How did he know, you ask? Although he has never been a leader, he can't bear to lead troops.

Guan Yun and the others followed Zhu Lu's steps and walked inside, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a small and somewhat simple watchtower, and a head poked out of it and quipped.

"Yo, Zhulu, you came back too soon, didn't you?"

"Huh? Who are the two of them?! ”

"Don't look! Come down! Let's see who's back! ”

The people above turned over and jumped down, stood in front of Guan Yun, and looked at him suspiciously.

"Xiaoyun, this is your Uncle Buck, remember?"

Guan Yun smiled at Buck and signaled, he didn't have much memory of this Uncle Buck, but he had a deep memory of his daughter-in-law, Aunt Buck, who was the main force to get rid of Guan Yun back then.

And Buck, who heard Zhulu's words, seemed to remember something, and was instantly dumbfounded.

"Little ...... Xiaoyun?! Are you that kid from the Guan family? ”

Guan Yun nodded slightly and admitted, but Buck was a little embarrassed this time, he knew about his daughter-in-law's pungency back then, he thought that Guan Yun had already died on the road, so he was always full of apologies in his heart.

"It's good to be back...... It's good to come back......"

"Let's go, there's still a little distance to go."

Zhu Lu waved his hand and motioned for Guan Yun to follow him and continue walking inside.

The deeper he walked, the more things Guan Yun noticed, why was there so much farmland on both sides of the road? These things are completely different from the living habits of the tribes in the north.

"Uncle Zhulu, what's going on with these farmlands? Where did you learn farming? ”

"Oh? You said this, Jia Lao handed it to us. ”

"Jia Lao??"

"Oh! I forgot that you don't know Jia Lao, he came to our tribe after you left, he is a serious soul king, that strength has nothing to say, but he really doesn't look like a good person if he looks at his appearance, but he still gets along very well. ”

"Really?"

Guan Yun's eyes rolled and he didn't know what he was thinking, if he still had the Zhu family's eyeliner by his side when he was in the Holy Soul Village, then is this Jia Lao also a pawn buried by the Zhu family here?

Under Guan Yun's side knocks, Zhu Lu also confided a lot of information about Jia Lao defenselessly, it is said that he hid in the north to avoid the enemy, the martial spirit seems to be a cane, but he has the ability to control the crow.

Then again...... Can crows survive in such weather in the north? It seems that this person's martial soul is far more mysterious than he thought.

"I'll take you to Jia Lao to report first, and then go to see the old priest."

Guan Yun frowned when he heard this.

"I want to go directly to the old priest."

Zhu Lu looked embarrassed and said with some hesitation.

"This ...... Our tribe now has regulations, but any outsider must first go to Jia Lao to report, otherwise...... Treat them as enemies. ”

A cold light flashed in Guan Yun's eyes, the Baishan tribe is a tribe led by sacrifices, and this guy surnamed Jia clearly set aside all the rights of the old sacrifice.

"Okay, I'll go with you to meet him first."

Only Qian Lingxue saw Guan Yun turn around just now and gave her a meaningful look.