Since descending from the sky, Como has not come back to his senses for a long time, he is thinking, what happened to Wanren Mountain, why there are masters of that level to make a move. At this time, he already knew that Marsat and his party were very lucky, and he only hoped that this master was not a human race, and he would not be angry with their Hundred Eyes clan.

The purpose of their trip was to occupy a territory in the Xuanhuang Realm, and another important purpose was to obtain the blood of Xuanhuang, and the Wing Clan and the Feather Clan also had the same purpose, and everyone tacitly understood it. But after this mysterious master made a move, he had to reconsider, the first is that if this master is a human race, what should they do?

Their previous actions had completely offended the Terrans to death, and there was no room for mitigation on both sides.

This is different from the Feather Clan, not to mention the forces involved in the Southern Hundred Races, they have never done anything to the Terran at all, but only encouraged the Southern Hundred Tribes to abandon their Terran identity.

Cuomo paced back and forth across the main hall, dozens of eyes rolling back and forth, and finally passed two orders, the first order, to intercept the troops of the Reims to withdraw, and let those Reims leave. The second order is that all the clansmen are not allowed to enter the vicinity of a hundred miles outside the Wanren Mountain.

After the two orders were given, Cuomo walked to an altar, which was established to contact the middle of the Desolate Realm clan, he wanted to pass the news back to the clan, the master of the peak of the Dao realm was not something he could deal with at all, and it had to be solved by the clan.

He didn't think that the clan would send some Dao realm masters into the Xuanhuang Realm.

The existence of every Dao realm is very important to their Hundred-Eyed Clan, and they will never be sent out to fight easily. Not to mention the existence of the pinnacle of the realm, which was a group of people at the top of the desolate realm.

These people have eyes above the top, and they will never take the small Xuanhuang Realm in their eyes, but think that he is incompetent. Thinking of this, he felt his helplessness, this was a thankless errand, how could Xuanhuang's blood be easily obtained.

In Wanren Mountain, in the village of the Damo tribe, Iamo looked at Iamin who was divining, and his heart was irritable. The women and children in their clan have disappeared, and the Hundred Eyes who have also entered the mountains have also disappeared, so he is very worried about whether the Hundred Eyes Clan has taken away their women and children.

In the morning, the sound of the sky falling apart was deeply touched by those who were not far away. It was a tremor from the soul that imprinted a fear into their bones.

He was very afraid, it was a kind of heavenly might, the wrath of heaven and earth, whether it would fall on the heads of their tribe.

Iamin looked at the glowing turtle plate on the ground, and the burnt marks on it showed that their people were safe and not far from them. As for the specific direction, he can't occupy it, if his master makes a move, he will definitely be able to divinate the position of the clansman. Thinking of this, he was gloomy for a while, although the master was still alive, he no longer ate or drank, and it might not be long before he left this world.

Iamin stood up, looked at Iamo with a pale face, and said, "Patriarch, now the clansmen are still safe, not far from our position, and I can't occupy the specific location." ”

Yiamo nodded, Amin still gave him a good news after all, the people of the clan are safe, as for not being able to occupy a specific position, it doesn't matter, he can send someone to find it. "Amin, rest well, I will arrange for the warriors to go out to find the clansmen."

Yun Ni looked at Mo Zibai in front of her, although she couldn't see his face clearly, as long as she could see his big hat, her heart would settle down. She had a lot to say to him at the moment, to tell him how much she cared about him and how much she wanted him to come back safely every time.

But at this time, she couldn't say a word, and whenever she wanted to say this, her throat was always dry and uncomfortable, and no amount of water could quench her thirst.

The rose on the wooden bed was already breathing steadily at this time, although it was still a little burning, but it was not as powerful as it was at the beginning, Mo Zibai checked it a little, and knew that this lovely girl had survived.

"How is she?" Yun Ni looked at Mo Zibai and asked, as long as she didn't say those words in her heart, she wouldn't have a dry mouth.

"It's not a big deal, I should be able to wake up tonight." Mo Zibai's body moved back, and he could feel the change in Yun Ni's expression, but he couldn't accept it, so he could only avoid it.

Yun Ni felt Mo Zibai's alienation, and her heart was gloomy, but she didn't show it on her face.

Mo Zibai leaned against the wall, sat on the ground, looked out of the door, but his heart drifted into the distance, where there were faint memories, although not clear, but there were also some vague shadows. There was always a young man who danced the sword in front of him, and his swordsmanship was learned from the young man's sword dance.

He wanted to know, who was that teenager? What does it have to do with him, and who is that middle-aged man who always has a serious face and never smiles? Why did this middle-aged man come and the young man would practice his sword desperately.

Yunni stroked Rose's forehead while secretly looking at Mo Zibai leaning against the wall, she wanted to know what Mo Zibai was thinking? She wanted to know what he liked? She wanted to know his family, she wanted to know everything about him.

Time was in a hurry, and Iamo looked at the waves of people who had returned, and was a little disappointed that none of these warriors had found any trace of their clansmen. At this moment, he was a little skeptical that Iami's divination was accurate, after all, Amin's great witch had not yet come out.

"Patriarch, the clansmen are back, they themselves are back." The warriors outside ran all the way and came to his side to report.

"Where? Take me to see it. Iamo rushed out of the room with a lunge.

Looking at the people who came back, the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, and at this moment he was only full of joy and some doubts, because their women and children actually helped a group of old people into the village. These old men all had white hair and beards, and their faces were full of wrinkles, and old age spots covered their faces and exposed arms, hands and feet.

And these old men were all dressed in animal skins, more like hunters than those of them who hunted for a living. Iamo looked at the old people who had entered the village, and the questions in his heart were about to fill his head. At this moment, an old man with white hair and a furrow on his face that could kill flies walked up to him slowly, "Patriarch, we're back." ”

Iamo looked at the old man in front of him, he couldn't recognize this old man who called him patriarch, even if the memory was replayed thirty years ago, there was no such person in the clan, "Who are you?" Why do you know I'm the patriarch? ”

"Patriarch, I'm Darren, don't you know me?" The old man was panting as he spoke.

"Darren, you're Darren, how can you be Darren? Darren and I are younger than my son, how can you be like this. The surprise on Iamo's face was overwhelming. Speaking of the sky, he didn't believe that the old man in front of him, who seemed to be more than his father, would be Darren, who was younger than his son.