Boiling flew all the way east, condescendingly scanning the ice, searching for the scattered Blood Shadow Tribe warriors.

Looking at the enemy from afar, Sin will not go down to communicate, open his bow and arrows, and shoot directly.

I just chased and shot at the same time, I don't know how long I flew, and finally I saw the coastline in the distance.

Along the way, she had a more intuitive judgment of her strength.

It can fly, the power of arrows is very strong, it can heal with the power of bows and arrows, and the melee combat is far greater than before, and it is not yet possible to determine the upper limit of one's strength.

Her most hated enemy, the Blood Shadow Witch, was not found, and it should have been on the Eastern Continent, which made her quite unhappy.

Although I don't know how big Dongda Road is, the guess must be not small, and it is very difficult to find a shadow witch who is good at concealment in such a large piece of land.

The Horse Tribe and the Knife Tribe didn't see it either, they should not have run in a straight line, and they probably turned halfway and escaped her search.

Find the Dragon Tribe and the Grass Tribe first and see if you can get help from them...... Nothing thought so.

Whether it is the Dragon Tribe or the Grass Tribe, they all have some connections with the Fire Tribe, and they have been on this continent for a long time, so they may be able to give some guidance.

Flying along the coastline, it didn't take long to see some small tribes, and through inquiry, I learned that the dragon tribe had ruled this side of the coastline, and the grass tribe was also under the rule of the dragon tribe.

The stations of the two tribes were not far from each other, both a little to the north, and after determining the location, Rush flew directly to the north.

Before sunset, she saw the dragon tribe in the distance, but she didn't venture into it.

Compared to the dragon tribe, she trusts the grass tribe more.

A short flight further on, you will see the grass tribe, who live in a dense forest, and their houses are built on tree forks, which is very unique.

Without flying past, he landed and walked into the jungle, and soon after entering, he found an old man with a group of children in a circle under a large tree not far away.

The power on that old man's body belonged to the grass tribe, but those children had the power aura of the dragon tribe on their bodies, which made her a little curious.

Silently jumped onto a big tree and looked at them condescendingly.

The old man, with gray hair, a large beard, a long eyebrow, and a cane entwined with old vines, was sitting on the ground leaning against the roots of a tree, his eyes scanning a group of children, and his mouth gushing.

"Wing and I walked to the depths of the jungle to take the life of the tiger god dog, and we saw ten colorful tigers suddenly stop on the road, opening their teeth and claws, and Wing was so frightened that he peed......"

"No, how could our leader be scared to pee. ”

A child stood up dissatisfiedly and asked.

The old man's eyes widened and glared at him, and he said, "Is it me who will take the adventure with Tsubasa, or will you take the adventure with Tsubasa, I saw it with my own eyes at the time, if you think it's wrong, you can pay me tribute, and I'll change it for you." ”

The child pouted dissatisfiedly, angrily pulled out a bag from his waist, carefully took out a small green fruit from it, and handed it to the old man.

The old man smiled with satisfaction, picked up the fruit and threw it directly into his mouth, chewed a few bites, and swallowed it with a look of enjoyment.

The children who were eating each other were greedy, and they all looked at the child who took out the fruit.

The boy hurriedly held his fruit and said, "Not more, not more, your own first to eat, don't worry about me." ”

The children retracted their gazes in disappointment, and they all looked at the old man again.

The old man clicked his mouth twice and resumed his speech: "I saw ten colorful tigers suddenly stopping on the road, opening their teeth and claws, and the wings were so frightened that their faces turned white......

"Wait a minute, didn't I give you the fruit, why is our leader still so frightened?"

The child who gave the fruit said reluctantly.

"What more about a fruit, if you want him to be brave, at least two...... No, three fruits. ”

"Two. ”

The kid bargained.

"Okay, two for two, bring it. ”

The old man spread out his palms and asked for the child.

The child reluctantly took out another one, and the old man shook his head and said, "The previous ones don't count." ”

"You're so shameless. ”

The child said dissatisfied.

The old man looked at him disapprovingly, and did not withdraw his outstretched palm.

The child thought about it again and again, and finally wanted to save the face of his leader, so he ruthlessly took out two and put them in the old man's hand.

The old man put the two fruits in his mouth at once, and after eating them, he told again with satisfaction.

"The ten colorful tigers opened their teeth and claws, and the wings were angry at that time, and said: 'My dragon tribe has ruled the east of the continent for decades, when will you be allowed to run rampant. As he spoke, he reached out and took out a huge stone knife of equal length, and took the lead in making a move......

The old man spoke eloquently, and the children applauded again and again, and if this is counted, a few fruits are also worth it.

It's just that at every critical moment, the old man asks for fruit for various reasons, until he squeezes out the child's fruit.

"Really?"

After turning the child's bag inside and out several times, the old man asked with a frown.

"No, tell me quickly. ”

The child urged, at this time the story was at a critical moment, and he was about to see the tiger god, he just talked about the fruit, and several children jumped to their feet.

"It's getting dark, what else to talk about, you pick more fruit tomorrow during the day, and I'll tell you again." ”

As he spoke, he got up with a tree and crutches, patted the dirt on his buttocks, and left a group of stunned children behind.

This old man is so shameless...... Boiling couldn't help but think.

A few children were also dissatisfied, but in order to listen to the rest of the story, they still agreed to go fruit picking tomorrow.

When they were all gone, Boiling jumped off the fork of the tree and walked towards the Grass Tribe.

She followed the white-haired old man all the way, wrapping herself in grass green power, and her figure seemed to be hidden in the jungle, making it impossible to see it really, and she was not discovered all the way, and walked directly into the grass tribe station.

The Grass Tribe stationed their tribe in the jungle, their totem stone is erected in the very center, and the totem fire is lit in front of the totem stone.

The old man walked to the table where the totem was enshrined, sat down on the ground, grabbed a handful of fruits, and threw them into his mouth one by one.

As he threw it, he turned around and asked the illusory one, "Who are you?"

He was stunned for a moment, dissipated the dark green power that enveloped him, and asked suspiciously, "How did you see me?"

"You've stepped on the grass. ”

The old man said, pointing to Shim's feet.

Boiling looked down, and sure enough, he noticed that the grass under his feet was trampled and bent.

"This is the grass tribe, haha, can you eat a little?"

The old man stretched out his right hand holding a fruit, and the left hand was held by him to his chest, without the slightest intention of sharing.

Nothing shook his head.

She came to the grass tribe, looking for three generations of grass witches, she has seen the portraits of three generations of grass witches, this person is very similar between his eyebrows and eyes, but he is too old.

"How did your hair change color? I remember looking at you when I was a kid, it was yellow. ”

The old man asked, throwing fruit into his mouth.

"You're a third-generation Herb Witch?"

Nothing asked.

The old man nodded, but reluctantly asked, "Why did your hair change color?"

"I woke up some memories, and it changed. ”

Nothing said.

The three generations of Baicao Witch nodded, and began to eat the fruit seriously again, without speaking.

"I came looking for help. ”

Nothing said.

The third generation of Baicao Wu nodded, and he waved his hand to Boiling and asked her to sit beside him.

Nothing obediently came to sit down beside him, and then saw the old man make a non-speaking expression.

She thought something would happen, but there was nothing, and the old man quietly threw the little green fruits into his mouth and said nothing.

He didn't speak until he had run out of food.

"This kind of fruit has only begun to appear in the past ten years, and now there are few fruits, I am old, I am going to die, I can eat more if I can, you are still young, you can always eat it, it is right not to rob me." ”

He said something incoherent, and Rush didn't know what he meant, so he could only nod his head, indicating that he wouldn't rob him.

"I'm going to lose all my teeth, you see, that's all there is to it. ”

He opened his mouth for Boiling to look at, and quickly threw a small fruit into his mouth, chewing and saying.

"The appetite is not very good, some time ago, there was a blood shadow witch who went to the Dragon Tribe, saying that he came from the Fire Tribe to explore the Eastern Continent, hehe, if it is really from the Fire Tribe, don't you look for me to find Wing?"

Xin was about to speak, but the old man stretched out his hand to stop her words, and said to himself: "This kind of person, either he has been cleaned up by the eight generations of witches and stones, or he is a shameless traitor." ”

He was stunned, he didn't expect this old man to be able to guess so much.

"But it doesn't matter, how big it is, whether the Dragon Tribe was strong or not back then, it hasn't been cleaned up, look at the Dragon Tribe now, it's not the king and hegemon in Dongdalu, just live in another place." ”

The old man began to eat the last few pills at a rapid pace, looking a little impatient.

"You can eat slowly. ”

Nothing said.

The old man shook his head and said, "I may not be in the mood for a while." ”

Nothing moved, and she vaguely felt that the old man had guessed the answer, and guessed more than she thought.

This man, who used to be the wise man of the Fire Tribe, was a person that his father admired.

"Smack. ”

After the old man ate the last small fruit, he clapped his hands, raised his head and looked into his eyes, and asked, "The eighth generation of witches is dead?"

Even though there was a guess, Shan was still stunned, and then sadness irrepressibly surfaced and nodded.

The old man patted her on the shoulder and comforted, "It's okay, I let the wings buckle down Blood Shadow Witch, and there is always a place for hatred to vent." ”

"How did you guess?"

Nothing asked.

"The fire totem is not the character of killing everything, and your father is even more soft-hearted, they get together, and it will be hellish if they can force a tribe to blood sacrifice. ”

The old man had a little pity on his face, and then said: "On the other hand, it is not they who persecuted it, just these people who die, and those who die will generally cause trouble, I know that they are in trouble, but I don't know what the trouble is, but when I see you, the answer is there." ”

As he spoke, the old man took another large piece of meat from the altar, opened his mouth to bite it, but sighed again and put it back.

"I have no appetite, so I don't eat. ”

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