"Let me go! I'm going back to the tribe!"

Haichen roared angrily, and slammed into most of the white wolves that stood in his way like madness.

"If you go back, you will be sent to death! Your clan has already handed you over to most of our white wolf department!" Wu Yuan said sharply, "You will enjoy the treatment of the core clan of my tribe!"

"I, my Haichen is a person from the north of the sea in life and death, who is rare about the identity of your core clan?" Haichen's eyes were blood-red, and he summoned the divine black soul to slam forward.

"In vain, the northern part of our sea is handed over to you every year, but when the catastrophe comes, you stand by and ignore life and death, and have the heart to kill you, how can I recognize the thief as my father!"

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, it's already a great gift to take you in!"

Wu Yuan stretched out his hand and slapped a palm, directly shattering Shenwu.

"Leaving you is also considered to leave a trace of blood for the northern part of the sea!"

"How can my bloodline allow you to wait for the gift of villains. One day, I will trample you white wolves under my feet!"

Haichen got up again and again and hit the strong man in front of him, and the hatred and anger that erupted in his heart became more and more intense. He is desperate to leave here and return to the tribe to fight with his people, live and die together!

"Yellow-haired child, your tone is not small, you pass my level first!"

Haichen took a mouthful of blood, condensed the soul power of his whole body, and the blue tendons on his face skyrocketed, gritted his teeth and roared and slammed into Wu Yuan. And Wu Yuan simply slapped it and knocked it back to the ground with one palm.

"Come again!"

Haichen got up, resolutely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slammed forward again, only to be repulsed mercilessly again.

"Come again!"

Like a crazy beast, like a moth to a fire, Haichen hit again and again, and was knocked down again and again. Once, twice, ten, hundred...... Until he was already unsteady on his feet, he still staggered forward.

Wu Yuan saw that Haichen was so crazy, and in the end, he couldn't bear it, and secretly said in his heart, "This son has become a crazy demon, and it's useless to keep it, it's better to let him go!"

Knock Haichen down again, and Haichen struggles to stand up again. Wu Yuan shouted in a deep voice, "It's up to you to go today." But as long as you leave my department, life and death are at your own risk!"

"I'm sorry, life and death are up to me, how can I let you bear it!"

Haichen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, pushed away the person in front of him, slammed the door open, and staggered out of most of the white wolf.

There was no moonlight, and by this time the rain was already heavy. Out of most of the white wolf, Haichen staggered down in the mud, crawling forward with difficulty, constantly vomiting blood in his mouth, muttering about the tribe and his relatives.

There were many white wolf people who saw this scene in the rain, and they were all sad and heartbroken, and many of them shed tears. This is still a child, a child whose relatives have been killed, and who is desperate to return to the tribe.

Haichen was in severe pain, and he no longer had any strength, but he still struggled to crawl forward in the muddy water little by little. This child who is only thirteen years old, he doesn't even know the direction of returning to the tribe, in this majestic rain and endless mud, he just has a firm thought in his heart, crawl forward, keep climbing, return to the tribe, protect the tribe!

If there is love in the sky, the sky can't bear it, the heavy rain is majestic! A child crawls in the rain, crawling with difficulty, in the direction of the tribe in his heart!

If you don't die, kill the gods and punish the demons!

Half a month later, the sea in the north. Mu Bai and Ling'er knelt in front of the tribe, and their eyes were full of ruins and broken walls, and corpses were everywhere. The vultures hovered low in the air and ate the blurred corpses, the mothers held their children to death, the monks had broken limbs, and the old people died in front of the ancestral house......

This situation is like a sharp sword stabbing into Mu Bai and Ling'er's hearts, making their hearts ache so much that they can only cry.

"It's not good to stay here for a long time, I'm afraid there are still people lurking here. ”

Mi Yan stepped forward and wanted to help the two of them up.

Mu Bai was silent, stood up, and walked into the tribe. He stretched out his hand to pick up his familiar relatives, looked at the familiar faces with tears in his eyes, and carried them to the back mountain, to their final destination.

Time and again, on the faces of his relatives in the tribe, he saw the doll who used to be a toddler, the aunt who often called him home for dinner, the uncle who taught him to hunt and fish, and the kind old man under the eaves. Mu Bai's mood was extremely heavy and sad, his heart was in a trance, he seemed to see the tribe rising from the cooking smoke, he seemed to see the tribe come to life, smiling, laughing, one by one appeared in front of him.

One day, two days...... Mu Bai carried the corpses of the clansmen into the back mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, little by little, raked out a deep pit.

He will bury his people, and he will bury the northern part of the sea in his heart with his own hands. And the clan father, he has turned into ashes, accompanying himself in every corner of the world.

Among the corpses of the clansmen, Mu Bai did not find Haizhan and Haichen and others. Inquire with Mi Yan, and Mi Yan has no news of them. Mu Bai was sure that they were still alive and that one day, they would be found. Join them in the eastern underworld and wield the bloody blade of vengeance!

Late at night, the moon hangs high.

"Mu Bai, are you really not going back to the Chamber of Commerce with me?"

"Sister's great kindness, I will repay him one day. It's just that I vow to pay the blood debt of the Eastern Underworld and involve your Taiyuan Chamber of Commerce, and I don't want to!"

Mi Yan was silent, obviously understanding that this matter was very important, and it was not up to him to be the master.

"There is something to ask for, and I hope my sister can agree. ”

Mu Bai glanced at Ling'er affectionately and said solemnly to Mi Yan.

"You mean Ling'er?"

"Exactly. I know that the next road is bound to be bloody, so let me walk alone!"

"Okay, I promise you. I will send Ling'er to the general association and try to give her the best cultivation resources. ”

"Sister is gracious, swear not to forget!"

Mu Bai bowed deeply, glanced at Ling'er who was sleeping in the car affectionately again, and then turned around and strode away, walking towards a road to become stronger, and embarked on a road to revenge the sea of blood!

At this time, Ling'er had a dream that Mu Bai was going to leave him, and she desperately wanted to keep him.

"Look at the mountain birds that fly out of the woods, and they will come back at night. Ling'er, wait for me ......"

Seeing Mu Bai's distant figure disappear into the night, Mi Yan sighed deeply, "May you get your wish!"

The road ahead is long and there is no end. The world is big, and it's a place to go.

Before stepping on the road, Mu Bai had already made a decision in his heart, starting from alchemy. This is also the path that the clan lord pointed out to himself, and it was he who sacrificed his life to get this "Dan Cao Collection" for himself from the Eastern Underworld. It is precisely because of his identity as an alchemist that he has brought the disaster of exterminating the tribe.

Thinking of this, Mu Bai's heart ached and dripping blood, as an alchemist, not only did he not help the tribe become stronger, but it affected the clan prince, the clan, and the northern part of the sea.

"God, if you treat me like a fish, why don't you let me die, but let me live alone!"

Mu Bai looked up to the sky and roared, frantically tearing his long hair and roaring angrily.

"Because of the alchemy, I will refine all the pills in the world to recover this blood debt!"

Pregnant with Wu Ding and "Dan Grass Collection", and with the herb and animal materials purchased in the White Wolf Division, under the cold moonlight, Mu Bai strode towards the Silver Frost Forest.

He's going to get stronger here!

The Silver Frost Forest is the largest barbaric forest known to Mu Bai, in the north of the tribe, it is said to stretch for millions of miles, inhabiting all kinds of powerful fierce beasts, and it is even rumored that there are demon beasts above the fifth order.

Of course, these are all rumored existences, and they are the talk of the tribesmen after drinking and excited, but no one has ever dared to approach, let alone enter the Silver Frost Forest to capture those rare beasts.

Now that the tribe does not exist, Mu Bai chose to go to this silver frost forest alone.

The edge of the sword is sharpened, and if it is not in danger, how can it be said that it will go to the road of the strong!

All the way to the north, Mu Bai climbed over the mountains, crossed the lake, and passed through the dense forest, and after half a year, he was no longer the simple teenager he was before.

In the past six months, he has become accustomed to loneliness, knows how to make trade-offs, learns to be decisive, and never relents with a thunderous blow. Along the way, when you encounter a fierce beast, you will kill it, and when you meet a medicinal herb, you will pick it, and the light in your eyes will become more and more resolute and persistent.

In the face of the powerful beast, Mu Bai did not hide from afar, but chose to stand up and fight, even if he was defeated, he had to sharpen the courage of the strong who were not afraid, dare to shoot, and dare to fight.

After countless fierce battles of life and death, although Mu Bai left a body of scars, he also trained his strong body and rich combat experience, which is also the life and death tempering that most of those arrogant sons lack.

They have countless elixirs, they have high-level exercises and soul soldiers, but they lack the momentary battle of life and death and the relentless will tempering.

Recalling that half a year ago, the White Wolf Department borrowed the name of Dabi to sit back and watch the talents of each department kill each other, and even tempted Tianjiao of each department to join the White Wolf Department through cultivation resources. I don't want to bend my knees to seek glory in this way! Only by constantly fighting and not bowing to heaven and earth can we walk out of the road of being truly strong.

Continuing to climb to the north, the chill gradually thickened, and Mu Bai gradually felt the breath of the silver frost forest. It was a vast expanse, a shock of simplicity and barbarism.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking out, Mu Bai saw the boundless mountains and mountains rolling and undulating, densely packed with towering trees, like soldiers from ancient times, lined up, exuding an unyielding fighting spirit towards heaven and earth. A surging river runs along the distant mountain ravines, rolling up huge waves like snow, and rushing eastward.

On the wasteland in front of them, tens of thousands of deer are rushing, chasing the toothed tiger giant beast behind, and the golden eagle is hovering in the sky, screaming and hissing. It's a wild forest scenery.

"What a Silver Frost Forest, just as I wish!"