But just as Leng Feng and the others walked out of this winding valley, a hilly area overgrown with giant trees appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Seeing the scene here, Leng Feng suddenly remembered the giant wood forest at the end of the Stoneclaw Path.

It's just that at this time, the giant trees in the sky are luxuriant, and even in the early morning, the forest looks a little dark.

In the giant woods, there were almost no centaurs searching for Cold Front, but when they came to the entrance of the so-called Mara labor camp, they couldn't help but change their faces.

For this Mara labor camp was built in a basin, and hundreds of centaurs were stationed at this entrance alone.

Leng Feng and the others hid in the shadows, not too far from this entrance, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble for the centaurs who led the way on their side, Leng Feng directly blocked his mouth.

The centaur who led the way was useless, and after bringing them to the vicinity of the Mara labor camp, Leng Feng directly tied him to an extremely secret position, and those simple-minded centaurs would want to find him for a while, which was undoubtedly a fool's dream. As for the life and death of this centaur, it is not for Leng Feng to worry about.

However, it was somewhat impossible to enter the Mara labor camp at this time, because the hundreds of centaurs at the entrance were not decorations.

Leng Feng observed here for a while, and before long, a team of centaurs carried something with chocobos in the direction where Leng Feng came from.

There were only a few goblins in this group, and most of them were tall centaurs, who seemed to want to protect what was on the back of the chocobos, and there were more than twenty centaurs.

Seeing this, Leng Feng and Pubal glanced at them, and Leng Feng suddenly made a decision, since the hundreds of centaurs guarding the entrance of the labor camp were a **** annoyance, they had to find another way.

"Let's find a place to intercept them and get some information." Leng Feng whispered.

There was no objection to Leng Feng's suggestion.

After that, Cold Front and Pubal rounded the strange team of centaurs and goblins and found a hidden place to wait for them to pass by.

Soon, this group of centaurs slowly walked over, and before they could walk in, Leng Feng found that both the centaurs and those goblins had a look of vigilance on their faces, and the weapons on their waists were also pulled out.

Was it discovered?

Leng Feng was a little suspicious, seeing that this team of people was so vigilant, he must be guarding against something.

Before Leng Feng could solve the doubts in his heart, just after the group walked a few meters further, from both sides of them, dozens of minotaurs wearing black animal fur rushed out, these minotaurs, either holding huge mallets or holding large stone cones, smashed them at each other's bodies when they met their opponents.

Leng Feng was a little stunned by this scene, where did these minotaurs come from? However, the strength of these minotaurs, the weakest, is much stronger than Danenen, which also makes Leng Feng secretly frightened.

"Wild Totem!"

Seeing these minotaurs, Danenen was surprised.

"Wild Totem?"

Leng Feng was a little surprised, for the wild totem, Leng Feng had only heard of some fur, legend has it that the wild totem clan and the terror totem clan are the remnants of the ancient minotaur glorious totem clan, and these minotaurs are very exclusive, except for the minotaurs, no race is very welcome.

The one-sided battle was easy to solve, and these minotaurs in brown fur were very ferocious, especially a black-faced minotaur led by a white boulder hammer, and when he hammered down, a centaur suddenly became meat sauce.

What made Leng Feng feel a little strange was that the minotaurs did not kill those goblins, but let them escape, and when cleaning the battlefield, those minotaurs only took the things on the back of the chocobos, and did not even take the chocobos away.

"You don't have to hide, I already found you!" The black-faced minotaur looked at where Leng Feng was and said in a cold voice.

As soon as this black-faced bull-headed man said this, Leng Feng knew that the whereabouts of his group had already been known to the other party.

"Patriarch Magatha, long time no see!" As soon as Danene came out, he saluted the black-faced cow-headed man.

"Look at you, it must be from the Blackhoof Clan, how is that old guy Chad?" The black-faced minotaur glanced at Danenen and said.

Speaking of this, a hint of loneliness flashed in Danenen's eyes.

"None of us Blackhoof have survived except me!"

"What?" The black-faced minotaur was a little surprised, and his face changed several times, "This is not the place to talk, you come with us first." ”

As he spoke, the black-faced minotaur was a little surprised when he saw Leng Feng, but when he looked at Ah Fei and Accord, he was full of coldness.

Danene nodded, and then Cold Front and the others followed the minotaurs in the opposite direction to the Mara labor camp.

After climbing a few hills and detouring many mountain paths, Danenen told the black-faced minotaur what had happened to the Blackhoof, but they came to a valley full of open hoods.

At the first glance of the valley, Leng Feng was a little stunned, because there were more minotaurs here than he had seen in his life, and a rough estimate showed that there were thousands of people.

Somewhat similar to Darneen, these minotaurs are all black, and there is no trace of variegation on their bodies, if it weren't for Leng Feng knowing that Darneen is a blackhoof, he would definitely mistake Darneen for the minotaurs here.

Needless to say, this is the village of the wild totem.

As soon as the black-faced minotaurs stepped inside, a group of young minotaurs jumped for joy.

"The patriarch is back, the patriarch is back!"

The black-faced minotaur smiled, patted one of the cubs on the head, and made her way to the largest of the tents.

And the minotaurs, who carried the things that had been plundered from the centaurs, did not know where they had gone.

As soon as he entered the tent, the black-faced minotaur stared at Danenen and said, "Danenen, I deeply sympathize with what happened to your clan, but what I don't understand is how you got together with these foreigners?" ”

After speaking, he glanced at Leng Feng and them coldly.

"Patriarch Magatha, they are friends between me and Pubal, I hope the patriarch will not be surprised." Daneen smiled wryly.

"Friends? We minotaurs don't need friends, these aliens will only plunder the resources of our Kalimdor, like those damned centaurs and arrogant Night Elves! ”

After speaking, the black-faced minotaur also glared at Leng Feng, and saw that Leng Feng was inexplicable.

"If Patriarch Magasa doesn't welcome us, we'll take our leave!" Regarding the attitude of the black-faced minotaur, Pubal was a little unhappy.

"The calf of the Bloodhoof clan dares to speak like this to my Magatha, your people are just useless cowards, you can leave if you want, and I will not keep you." The black-faced minotaur sneered.

"You ......" Pubal was so angry that he was speechless for a moment, "Dark night, let's go!" ”

After speaking, Pubal signaled Leng Feng and Ah Fei, and walked outside the tent.

Seeing such a scene, Danene smiled bitterly, and Leng Feng shook his head helplessly, it seems that Pubal's temper has returned to her, Rao is so, Leng Feng still walked out with Ah Fei and them.

As soon as he reached the door of the tent, Leng Feng heard a few words of conversation between Daneen and the black-faced minotaur.

"Pubal is this temper, Patriarch Magatha, please don't be surprised."

"Huh, I'm going to that heifer?"

"It's good not to be strange, we came this time, in fact, I want to ask the patriarch if he knows the whereabouts of the Bloodhoof clan."

"What is there to inquire about the Bloodhoof, except for that waste Kane is with me, the rest of the Bloodhoof are locked up in that labor camp to mine for the centaur!"

The black-faced minotaur showed a look of disdain, but these words surprised Leng Feng, the Kane in the mouth of the black-faced minotaur should be the famous Kane * blood hoof, but what does the black-faced minotaur mean by the waste?