The flying spears with a sharp roar, whistling past them, the frightened Wutong pulled the reins, and pulled the diving Ah Zi up again, and sighed in a cold sweat, the barbarian is really a fierce race, Ah Zi is a natural 6th order creature, although he is not yet fully adult, plus he is limited by the Sycamore rank, and it is still at the level of the 3rd order, but the innate flight advantage, it is still easy to deal with a few ordinary barbarians, but these barbarians actually don't care if they can beat or not, they will fight first!?

Hovering in the sky for a while, Sycamore made a slight observation, and found that most of the player barbarians were gathered in the area near the chieftain's tent, and there were already barbarian players who knew the relationship between the Storm Tribe and the obsidian collar who were roaring loudly to stop the reckless behavior of those aboriginal barbarians, and the barbarian players who knew the dragon eagle in the sky ran to the chieftain, apparently to report to the Khan.

Soon, in the huge chieftain tent made of animal skins, a large group of player barbarians rushed out, led by Cole, who had been quite sad recently, only to see Cole, who was dressed in traditional clothing: animal skin, waving his thick arms below and roaring a few times, Wutong patted Ah Zi's neck, and carefully let it descend again, this time, there was no brute who threw the throwing gun up in the hair.

When Ah Zi flapped his wings and fell, Colle greeted him with a smirk, Wutong took a closer look, and immediately burst into laughter, this girl was wearing a beast skin cloak on her body, and she actually had a crown decorated with long feathers on her head, although it was not as exaggerated as the Indians, but the crown decorated with colorful bird feathers was worn on his bare brain, which had a comic effect.

Looking at his head, Sycamore couldn't help but think of the male peacock's butt

"Hey, hey! Mage! What a look on your face! ”

Cole roared, reaching out to grab Sycamore's collar, but halfway through his hand, he was grabbed with a "snap".

Not only Cole, but even Sycamore was stunned, Cole subconsciously looked at Sycamore, Sycamore sweated, and quickly explained: "Uh, Cole, this is nothing, I told you before." ”

Saying that, Wutong appeared quietly and stopped Cole's reckless action of pulling his collar: "My own people." ”

Hearing Sycamore's explanation, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood didn't even twitch the corners of his mouth, but slowly let go of Cole's wrist and floated back behind Indus like a ghost.

“”

There was silence in the audience, this guy is so cool, right? Don't you even apologize?

Cole pulled the dough, took off the "bird feather duster" on his bald head and threw it to his barbarian companion beside him, rubbed the wrist that had just been uncaught, his eyes were a little unkind and excited, and he grinned and said with a cruel smile: "Yo? Are you the master Mu said? Interesting analogy? ”

Wutong then felt that something was wrong, Cole's wrist actually trembled slightly, and a few shallow finger red marks began to appear on his thick wrist, and Cole's bald head actually had a layer of white sweat!

What kind of person is Cole, Sycamore knows quite well, with his rough-skinned and thick-skinned virtue, he actually sweats without holding his wrist? It's unlikely, right? When did Wu's strength become so strong? Even the barbarians, who are known for their strength, can't stand it?

What Wutong didn't know was that Cole was not sweating at all because his wrist was held by the other party, although the other party's strength was not small, but it was just a drizzle for him who relied on strength to eat, and the reason why he broke out in a cold sweat was completely caused by the murderous aura released by the other party at that moment.

Who would have thought that a stupid and bold barbarian would be shocked by an ethereal murderous aura just now, and he would be stiff and unable to move for a long time?

When he recovered from the stiff state, he was shocked in his heart, and at the same time, there was also a burning anger in shame, to say that he is also a professional martial arts player, he has made a living by fighting in this life, and he is not convinced, and the adrenaline burst directly to the other party to challenge.

However, the guy covered in a garbage novice ash cloak did not react to his challenge!

"Ignored? Ignored!? Lao Tzu was actually ignored? ”

The sluggish Cole became furious, he knew very well that the trace of murderous aura that the other party had just exuded could not be from some kind of skill in the game, the breath of death that seemed to have a strong smell of blood was definitely not something that could be cultivated by killing a few monsters in the game and killing a few players in PK, but in order to defend his professionalism, Cole reached out and grabbed the opponent's cloak.

However, before his thick fingers touched the other party's cloak, Cole found that the other party had disappeared from his eyes, and the next moment, there was a slight tingling pain in the major artery in the neck, and a low and hoarse voice sounded softly behind his ears: "You, want to die?" ”

Cole, who didn't dare to move while holding his hand, only felt that the air had solidified, and was horrified to find that he had opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't breathe in a trace of air!

Just when he thought he was going to suffocate, he saw the other party standing there silently as if he hadn't moved, and his fingers were less than half an inch away from the other party's cloak!

Cole gritted his teeth and slowly withdrew his hand, only then did he realize that the voices around him suddenly came over, and Sycamore was talking to him: "Hey, hey! Cole! It's all your own people, don't do it! ”

Just now, his five senses were forcibly cut off from the outside world by the other party's momentum!!

Pinching the cold sweat in his palm, Cole twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and said with a dry smile: "Haha! Own! Own! Just kidding" In such a short moment, Cole understood one thing, he is professional, but others are professional!!

"Gone, gone! Look at your lair to go! I haven't seen you for a few days, and it's not bad! ”

Sycamore walked past Cole with the bouncing little Lori, looking around with interest, and Wu also brushed Cole's side like a shadow, leaving a trace of words that only Cole heard: "You, good." ”

Cole has been flute for a long time, good? What do you mean? I didn't faint under his momentum just now, so it's actually good?

The depressed brute glanced at the back with a very weak sense of existence in shock and fear, and suddenly felt that the crotch of his pants was damp, and he felt like he wanted to go to the toilet

Several barbarians, who saw that the situation was wrong, came over, lowered their voices and asked, "Boss!?" What's the situation? ”

Cole shook his head: "Don't mess with that guy again, he'll die!" ”

Without waiting for the stunned few barbarian partners to react, Cole strode towards Wutong, several barbarians looked at each other, the boss who has always been arrogant and domineering would actually give in to a guy he had never seen before? Has the sun risen in the west?

"Hey! Solemn! Let's add some more food quotas to our tribe? Not enough to eat! Not enough to eat! ”

Cole, who was sitting in his huge chieftain's tent, grumbled to the Sycamore, trying not to fall on the gray shadow standing behind the Sycamore.

Wutong said depressedly: "And increase the quota? Now most of the food that can be transported through the transportation channels under the command of "Secret Shadow" has been pulled by you, and you asked me to go up there to find food for you? ”

Now that "Secret Shadow" has borrowed the light of "war money", the funds are not so tight, and it stands to reason that it can meet Cole's requirements, after all, the benefits created by the barbarian tribe for "Secret Shadow" are definitely far beyond the value of the food they eat, but the problem is that the transportation channel is only so large, and "Secret Shadow" has been as open as possible to supply daily necessities to Cole's "Storm Tribe", which is still not enough.

"Even if we don't get some food, you have to help us get some equipment and supplies, right? Look at my brothers, they don't even have underwear on! Cole was desperate to get some more out of the Sycamore.

Wutong couldn't help but roll his eyes, the barbarians are all wrapped in animal skins, what does it matter if they wear underwear or not?

The number of barbarians gathered in "Stormstorm Tribe" is getting bigger and bigger, even Cole himself can't figure out how many people in his tribe are now, with the establishment of "Stormwind Tribe", the open supply of food has made all the hungry aboriginal barbarian tribes hear, resulting in the population of "Stormwind Tribe" has been constantly changing.

There are about two-thirds of the old and weak women and children in the entire "Storm Tribe", but even if there is the remaining one-third, Wutong is not able to arm them for the time being, although "Secret Shadow" is very profitable, but you can't expect "Secret Shadow" alone to feed a nation, right?

"Hold on for a while, Uncle Butler has returned, I'm going to take over Uncle Storm's hometown, if the trade route by sea can be opened, maybe we can take the sea route to import a batch of grain from other kingdoms, especially Canas and Taranta Plains, in addition, if the Endless Islands can develop well, we will be able to achieve self-sufficiency, and then we will not have to worry about the source of food and materials."

Wutong comforted the barbarian who was muttering and complaining, and in order to distract him, Wutong deliberately led the topic elsewhere: "By the way, how is your girlfriend's situation?" ”

When Cole heard this, he immediately wilted: "Don't mention it, if it weren't for that old lady, wouldn't we have enough food?" ”

Wutong suddenly the fire of gossip was burning, but Cole shook his head and said that he didn't want to speak, Wutong shrugged his shoulders, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was really entangled in the war between the main house and the mistress, everyone has their own **, since the barbarian didn't want to say, Wutong didn't want to continue to ask, stood up and said: "Let's go, a lot of things, in short, your "Storm Tribe" has been holding on to the minimum supply for a while recently, and it will be fine after a while." ”

"Where are you going?" Cole stood up and stared at Sycamore with wide bull's eyes.

Wutong walked out with a smile, and turned around and said casually: "I'm going to take over the uncle in the Storm Hometown, I'm going to go to the underground city of the Earth Spirit Temple, and I'm going to the stargazing platform of the Star Mountain Range, in short, there are too many things!" ”

"I'm going too!"

As he spoke, Cole took his dick from behind his throne, slung it on his shoulders, and lifted him up.

Wutong stopped in amazement and looked at the barbarian who caught up: "Are you a khan?" Just leave the tribe alone? ”

"What do I care? With the Secret Shadow logistics staff and management team helping me manage the tribe, I don't have to worry about it! Cole carried his dick on his shoulder, grinning nonchalantly, he had had enough of the tribe he had inadvertently created.

Wutong was speechless for a while, well, this guy is obviously not a qualified manager, but he belongs to the same kind of hands-off shopkeeper type like himself, but with the professional managers under the command of "Secret Shadow", there is no need for him to stay in the tribe every day.

While Cole went to explain the matter to his barbarian brothers, Wutong walked towards the dragon eagle Ah Zi who was left outside, only to find a large group of barbarians surrounding Ah Zi, clamoring and not knowing what they were doing.

"These guys are not planning to roast Ah Zi to eat, right?" Sycamore, who was in a cold sweat, hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, but found that these guys were actually bullying the poor stick, the goblin who was caught in the claws of the dragon eagle, had fainted before it landed, and when it woke up, it found that it had been surrounded by a group of big guys, the stick didn't say a word, and fainted again with a "bang", until Sycamore came over, it jumped up, hugged Sycamore's thigh and cried that called a sad ah!

kicked the big stick away, Wutong jumped on Ah Zi's back, and pulled the little Lori up, and saw Cole running over, Ah Zi couldn't move the big man of the barbarian, Wutong Suo stuffed Cole into the endless hut and took it away, and rode the dragon eagle straight to the Kingdom of Adele, located on the remote island of Hokuriku [Storm Hometown] not far from the mouth of the [Inheritance Strait].

Before passing through the sky above the [Broken Forest], Sycamore even saw the "North Wind Tribe" built on the outskirts of [Broken Forest], although the scale is far smaller than "Storm Tribe", but the tribe built by the barbarian's girlfriend looks much more elaborate than Cole's messy bandit den, not only is the wall built with thick logs, but even the wooden buildings built within the tribe seem to be much more orderly.

The dragon eagle that swept through the air still aroused the alarm of the barbarian female warriors of the "North Wind Tribe", but they did not throw spears into the air as recklessly as the male barbarians, but a group of huge elephants moving slowly in the tribe stretched out their trunks and rushed into the air Ah Zi let out a whistle-like elephant roar one after another.

After hesitating for a moment, Wutong didn't fall, and there was no acquaintance with him, so he decided not to venture deep into this dangerous-sounding tribe of female barbarians, and Cole, the only one who was familiar with others, was unreliable, so it was better to follow the caravan that delivered supplies to the "North Wind Tribe" after coming back.

(To be continued)