Chapter 124: Don't talk about black history anymore, okay

When Guo Sen felt that he didn't need to continue observing, he suddenly saw a few wisps of smoke floating out of the direction of a hill in the distance.

The smoke rose into the sky, and it seemed that someone was burning something.

He turned his gaze away from the sprawling tribe and headed in the direction of the hill.

Is that also the range of the white werewolf?

However, when he came to the vast grassland at the foot of the mountain, Guo Sen suddenly had a sense of dƩjƠ vu.

Grasslands, forests, low hills, and tribes with huge caves encased in sturdy stake walls......

Isn't this the place where I poured my consciousness into the corpse of the White Wolf Clan's warrior and then pretended to be, isn't it, a place to show my might?

Guo Sen looked around.

The wind was blowing through the grassland like waves, and in the distance, on the towering wooden stake wall, stood heavily armed White Wolf Clan soldiers......

In the past 300 years, it seems as if it has been frozen by time, and little has changed.

Except for a huge statue carved out of the mountain near the tribe.

Guo Sen approached the statue.

This is a flat portrait of a figure nearly ten meters high, although it still looks very rough from the carving technique, but it can still be seen that this is the appearance of a white wolf warrior holding a spear in each hand.

And the wisps of smoke he had just seen were coming up from the fires under the feet of the huge statue.

Nearly a hundred white wolf clansmen were standing around these fires.

Guo Sen noticed that these white wolf clans were all wearing crowns made of bird feathers, and in the midst of the fireworks, their eyes were closed, and they kept coughing and muttering something silently.

If you think the smoke is choking, why don't you stand farther away?

What the idea of these white wolf clans is really ......

However, realizing this, they also kept moving around the fire.

But the wind that blew by seemed a little mischievous, and no matter which way they moved, it would always follow.

This made the white wolf clan's long white fur can't help but be dyed into a layer of soot.

e……

All right.

Guo Sen decided not to complain.

However, the status of these people of the White Wolf Clan does not seem to be low.

Guo Sen remembered that the group of hunters and those in charge of smelting and pottery in the grassland before, and even so many white wolf clans in the tribe, almost all wore clothes made of brown fur.

And these white wolf clans in front of them, in addition to the standard configuration, put on shoes sewn from animal skins, and some patterns were sewn out of the clothes with unknown things!

Even more striking were the few closest to the stone statues, and in their hands, they were holding more than a dozen rusty things covered with green.

That shape is exactly the head of a gun!

"We're going to pretend! We're going to pretend to be a game! We're going to pretend to be ......."

the groove.

After Guo Sen listened to the group of white wolf clans suddenly shouting these embarrassing words in unison, he felt a little unable to stay here.

I can't stay at the altar dedicated to the sacrifice of the warriors of the White Wolf Clan, who have created mythical feats in their history.

Guo Sen felt a little ashamed, which he had never felt when he was a sphere.

Think about what you did at that time......

It's really black history!

Please, can you stop?!

Don't keep saying "we're going to pretend to be comparable", okay......

Labor and management really regret it!

Ran goose.

"We're going to pretend to be ......"

They actually sang together!

Guo Sen recalled that this was indeed the song that had been sung by the white werewolves who hunted before.

The song almost has just one lyric.

We're going to pretend to be bigger.

This made Guo Sen even have the idea of exterminating the white wolf clan who sang this song in one fell swoop.

Extremely embarrassed, he couldn't bear to listen to the group of white wolf clansmen who seemed to be priests finish singing, and he also stopped remembering the scene when he had committed the second middle school.

Damn, I really want to erase the memories of these white wolf clans!

Guo Sen roared inwardly.

He suddenly felt that before straightening the civilization tree of the White Wolf Clan, he had to find a way to forget this sentence.

How...... Guo Sen remembered the abilities he had used on those primitive people.

And in place of this sentence, he also thought of a paragraph.

Since you are so funny than the hot-blooded middle two, let's go even more excessive.

Guo Sen decided to wait and see how these priests finished this strange and speechless sacrifice.

"A long time ago, our people were cornered by an enemy in black fur." An old white werewolf groaned after everyone finished singing, and suddenly said.

Guo Sen knew that what he was going to talk about was his black history.

Do you want to avoid it?

It's embarrassing.

"Those enemies almost killed all of our people, and in the end, this last tribe of only forty people remained, surrounded by two thousand legions, and was saved by our great god of war, Edmund!!"

The old man said and pointed to the tribal wall next to him, his voice trembling.

Guo Sen said, you lied to the old guy.

Where are the two thousand!

It's only 500 good cuts? How many times the number has increased, why don't you just say 20,000!

Bragging doesn't make drafts, you!

In order to blow you too......

Besides, where did that white wolf clan have a name at that time!

What the hell is Edmund!

"Edmund, the god of war! Edmund, God of War!! "The white werewolves shouted!

All right.

Guo Sen was powerless to complain.

You go on.

"The god of war brought a powerful weapon given to us by God, rushed into the enemy's formation alone, and killed all the enemies with the power of one person!!"

"Edmund, the god of war! Edmund, God of War!! ā€

old thing, you ......

Obviously, there were less than a hundred kills at that time! How did you get two thousand scoops in your mouth, and you still killed them yourself?

What do you want the forty left, including the valiant leader and warriors, to think! If their bones weren't cold, they would have crawled out of the ground and cut them down, believe it or not!

Guo Sen's heart was 10,000 times a day......

Forget it, these white werewolves look a lot like huskies, so don't think about it that anymore.

"Edmund, the god of war, also died of exhaustion while the enemy was destroyed. And we, under the protection of the god of war, have regained our former glory! ā€

……

After listening for a long time, Guo Sen found that this old man seemed to be the leader of this tribe.

He rambled on a long list of things.

Guo Sen was not shocked in the end.

Where do you have the glory of the past?

Bragging doesn't make drafts, you guys.

At the end, the old leader took out the two bronze spear heads, which were polished and had no traces of rust at all, from his bosom, and respectfully placed them next to the roasted meat and unknown fruit offered in front of the statue.

"May Edmund, the god of war, bless our people with prosperity! Defeat all enemies!! ā€

The roar rang out again.

After the gang finally sang a song "We're going to pretend" around the fire, they finally ended the sacrifice that Guo Sen couldn't say.

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