……

“…… So why the hell are you attacking both of us? ”

Guan Yun looked at Zhulu who was tied up by himself, and asked incredulously. Originally, he wanted to ask why there were still humans in this forest, but Zhu Lu suddenly came out of the grass just now, and chased after them with a knife, which really shocked him.

A weapon martial soul with two soul rings chased the divine martial soul with two three soul rings and slashed?! What kind of axe are you? Can break you!

"Uh...... Was that an attack just now? ”

Qianyue is still immersed in that wave of scenes.

Zhu Lu looked very stiff, and his head twisted and his neck stiffened.

"Kill if you want to, I won't say a word!!"

Guan Yun and Qian Ling Xue looked at each other, did they ask for any important information? Why do you have to give me an explanation if you rush out and cut it, right? It's the first time we've met.

"You're from the White Mountain Tribe?"

Even if Zhu Lu refused to speak, Guan Yun also guessed roughly, earlier when he was in the Xingdu tribe, he had asked the leader about the news of Baishan, but he was told that he was missing.

And when he saw the extinguished fire just now, Guan Yun had a guess in his heart, the White Mountain Beast would choose the human beings to be blessed, and the White Mountain Tribe would have relocated here?

"What are you talking about? I don't understand! ”

Zhu Lu's heart chuckled, but his face did not show the slightest movement, this person is coming for the tribe?

In the face of Zhu Lu's denial, Guan Yun did not argue out loud, but took the dagger taken out of the macaroni bracelet in his hand, walked to Zhu Lu and squatted down.

originally thought that Guan Yun was annoyed and angry and planned to do it, but who knew that what Guan Yun cut was actually the animal skin he wore on the outer layer, and Zhu Lu immediately panicked.

"Boy! Kill or fight, whatever you want! What kind of warrior are you to humiliate me like this! I won't let you get away with it even if I die! ”

As soon as these words were spoken, before Guan Yun could speak first, Qian Lingxue on the side became angry first.

"Hey! Pay attention to what you say! ”

Note? What to pay attention to? Could it be that I, Zhulu, am I still wrong? I just squatted in the grass, but I saw it clearly, a big man still needs people to carry it, just carry it, you are still very shy with your head resting on people's heads? Why do you think I'm attacking you both?!

"Alright, don't make a fuss."

Guan Yun comforted Qian Lingxue softly, but the dagger in his hand did not slack off at all and cut the innermost layer of clothing, and what caught his eye was a pictographic soul beast that occupied the entire left chest.

"You still say that you are not from the White Mountain Tribe?"

This totem is the only one of the few clearness in Guan Yun's mottled memory, and he can't forget it if he wants to.

Even if the evidence is already obvious, Zhu Lu still twists his head and refuses to reveal any information, it can be said that the people of the tribe are the most backbone of the waste wood.

Guan Yun did not choose to be further persecuted verbally, but picked up some kind of bone item dropped on the ground with a little interest, which was engraved with the words dedicated to the tribe...... In fact, it is the predecessor of the current common script in Douluo Continent.

All? Although he didn't recognize the second word, he relied on his memory to recall the person in front of him, what should he say...... How did a handsome man become a middle-aged uncle?

Although time is a pig-killing knife, this knife is inevitably too sharp, right?

"Uncle Zhulu, is Grandpa still spanking you now?"

It was obviously a flirtatious tone, but the two people who heard this sentence couldn't help but be surprised, and said in unison: "Uncle?!" ”

Qian Lingxue was the first to react, and wondered if she had a problem with her ears.

"What's the situation? Do you know him? ”

"What are you talking nonsense?! When did I get spanked!! ”

Guan Yun patted Qianyue on the shoulder, signaling her to be calm and calm, and turned to look at Zhu Lu with a stray face.

"I remember you were the one who got spanked the most back then, right?"

The old priests of the Baishan tribe had a problem, but all the younger generation made mistakes, without exception, they were spanked with his mallet, and as a legendary figure among their children back then, Zhu Lu, he was beaten in full view of everyone at the age of twenty-three and was passed down as a legend.

"Who the hell are you??"

It's no wonder that Zhu Lu's eyes are not good, nearly seven years is enough time for a person to undergo a huge change, not to mention that in the past seven years, Guan Yun's changes are not only physical, but the bigger change is the momentum, who would have thought that the somewhat cowardly and thin cub back then would be so heroic and extraordinary now?

"Guan Yun of the old Guan family, do you remember?"

As if he was afraid that Zhu Lu would not recognize him, Guan Yun shaved the long hair on his forehead to the back of his head, and then covered the part of his hair with his hands, in order to let him see his facial features clearly.

"Little ...... Xiaoyun?! ”

Because his hands were tied, Zhu Lu couldn't rub his eyes with his hands, so he had to shake his head twice to make sure that there was no problem with his eyes.

When Guan Yun said this, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, until the last two faces overlapped together.

"Humil boy!! Where have you run away for so many years!! ”

Zhu Lu was about to get up and teach Guan Yun a lesson, and instantly forgot the fact that he was still firmly bound, and almost fell to the ground after a stumble, thanks to Guan Yun's hand, he quickly supported him, untied the rope of the bundle, and explained.

"Uncle Zhulu, you also know that since that incident happened in my family, the people in the tribe have been more or less unkind to me, and I don't want to stay and cause trouble for you, an extra bite of people means more than just an extra bite of food."

After the tragedy of that year, the people in the tribe were divided into two factions, one faction hoped to send Guan Yun out of the disaster star, and the other faction insisted on protecting the flame.

In the end, Guan Yun couldn't stand it, and he asked for exile, which led to the back story.

"Xiaoyun, don't blame them, you should also know that in the north, survival is inherently difficult."

Guan Yun smiled, and did not keep this kind of adult old account in his heart at all, except for the diary.

"I can understand that I didn't dare to continue to take him in if it was me, after all, those guys are indeed a little stronger for the tribe."

"That's good."

Zhulu nodded with relief, who said that this south can't raise good seeds? It's not right, after all, it's still our northern seed.

"Come back with me and take a look, the Great Priest has been talking about you all these years, and your coming back this time can be regarded as a wish to understand him."

In the face of Zhu Lu's exhortation, Guan Yun seemed a little hesitant, although this hurdle had passed, but it was not so simple when he faced it again.

"Let's go back and see......"

Zhu Lu wanted to speak and stopped, but finally confided the truth.

"Judging from this year's posture, I'm afraid the old priest won't be able to survive this cold winter, he has been talking to you a lot in the past few years, he really loves you......"