If the journey is long, you will come to the ancient city.

The cold winds of late autumn have stained everything with melancholy. In the city, Mu Hua, who was alone, was nibbling on the food he had just hunted. After advancing to the rank of Commander, his life became a little nourishing, and he no longer had to eat corpses that had been left on the side of the road for a long time, and he no longer had to hunt those stinking creatures in order to survive. In the past few days, the creatures outside the city have gradually increased, bringing a lot of food to Mu Hua.

Outside the city, there are beasts roaring, not like a demonstration, and the low roar is more like a plea or pleading. There are those who take the lead, and a number of creatures follow suit. For a while, all the beasts resonated, and the abnormal sound alarmed Mu Hua in the city, and he jumped to the city wall, looking down.

More than 100 populations bowed their heads or knelt on the ground one after another, led not only by small creatures such as apnotents and parrots, but also by Archaeopteryx, bighorn deer, and titan birds, all of whom were willing to submit to the city in order for the population to reproduce.

"Huh? What are they doing" Mu Hua hadn't turned the corner yet, a little puzzled.

Seeing that Muhua on the city wall did not move, the creatures below were a little anxious. Out of the crowd stepped a dozen sturdy centurions, their claws cutting through their abdomen or throats. Due to excessive blood loss, they were all planted in a pool of blood.

It was only at this time that Mu Hua understood what they meant. As early as the time of the Jin Dynasty, he had seen creatures sacrifice the centurion of the clan to the commander of the tribe in exchange for the fact that they could multiply in the territory.

"Interesting" was originally the treatment enjoyed by the giant beast dragon, after Mu Hua killed the tree spirit, he became the only commander here, and the long-turbulent Yongbei Ancient City ushered in its third monarch.

Jumping off the city gate, Mu Hua threw the dead centurions back to his quarters, signaling that he had agreed. In the days that followed, Mu Hua modeled the animal mark territory, and the center of the ancient city was several kilometers away from his territory, enjoying endless food, warm and comfortable accommodation. This is the treatment of climbing to a higher level, although sometimes there are "calves" who do not have long eyes to provoke, but without exception they died tragically under Mu Hua's claws and became full food.

In the blink of an eye, the figure of early winter replaced the melancholy late autumn, and the falling snow covered the blood stains and corpses in the streets, and the smell of blood in Yongbeili was much lighter, as if nothing had happened.

The sound of eating flesh and blood on the roadside was accompanied by the chewing sound of broken bones in the mouth from time to time, breaking the beautiful picture in front of him. Mu Hua was on the streets of the ancient city at this time, eating food unscrupulously. From time to time, the "food" that came up from the tribute cut itself off in front of his eyes, and then he was dragged to his side and gnawed on.

Such days make Mu Hua almost forget what kind of world he lives in.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, and the riotous world will not ignore any living beings. The leisurely life was finally broken after dozens of days with a loud chirp, and the Haast eagle, with its wings spread nearly ten meters, hovered high in the air, looking at the wood blossom underground.

With a high-pitched chirp, the giant eagle galloped down, waving its wings and rolling up a strong gust of wind, and thousands of weak creatures died tragically in the wind. The mutilated corpses were stirred into a pulp in the strong wind, mixed with blood, and a bloody storm fell outside the city, and the sparse flesh hung all over the walls, and the peach blossom paradise created by the tree spirits was destroyed in one fell swoop, and the unique smell of the internal organs was stirred up and filled the streets.

Mu Hua squatted down, and now with ten fingers nearly fifteen centimeters long, the cement floor under his body cracked under the pressure, and a white figure quickly soared into the air, and his quenched claws tore through the air, but he was deftly dodged by the giant eagle and pounced.

"Damn" rapidly falling body churned in the air for weeks, still feeling pain after unloading most of the force. In the past, he had little experience fighting birds, and he evolved a weapon that was adapted to fight on land, but he couldn't help an opponent who had the advantage of the airspace. Faced with the sudden Haast Eagle, Mu Hua began to panic a little.

After a failed blow, the giant eagle struck again, and the fierce wind swept up the corpses, carrying a disgusting breath in the face. Mu Hua, who had just stabilized his body, had to put his hands on his chest to passively defend, and the endless fragments of corpses drowned him in it, like being in the mud. A pair of eagle claws that can pull out mountains and lift the top of the mountain, grabbed Mu Hua in the corpse mud, and waved his giant wings to sway up.

At an altitude of thousands of meters, the oxygen content gradually decreased, which made Mu Hua, who was accustomed to a high-oxygen environment, feel dizzy for a while, and the eagle claws on his shoulders were unmoved even if he tore them in every possible way. The altitude was still rising in the episode, and it didn't stop until it reached two thousand meters, turning 365 degrees like a fighter plane to throw the prey under the eagle's talons high, waving its giant wings to disturb the surrounding airflow, startling a strong gust of wind, and then resisting the wind.

The high-pitched eagle roared through the sky, the eagle struck the sky, and the silent beak of the iron pierced Mu Hua's chest. Blood and broken bones bloomed like manju in Warsaw's wake. If the same strength is on the ground, there may still be a few chances of winning, but at this time in the sky, the absolute airspace advantage makes Mu Hua, who has no way to borrow his strength, have no power to fight back.

The badly injured body fell rapidly, and the blood gushing out of his chest scattered in midair. Enduring the pain in his chest, he turned his body so that his back was facing the sky, his legs were folded and his arms were crossed over his chest, and the rapid energy made the bone density of his whole body reach its peak the moment he landed.

Like a meteorite hitting the earth, the shattered bone armor and internal skeleton were stained red with blood and scattered with the cement, and a bloody man curled up in the deep pit on the ground, the muscle lines of the whole body were clearly visible, and the bone armor on the body was not visible.

The bone density that has been depleted of energy increases the hardness of the outer and inner bones, which saves his life, otherwise lying here would be a puddle of flesh.

The Haast Eagle in the sky is already declaring its sovereignty, and there is no doubt that the fourth monarch of the ancient city of Yongbei has been born. When it circled for a few weeks and landed in the territory, the pit in front of it left only a hole except for broken bones and blood, and Mu Hua used the remaining bone claws to dig through the dirt and create an escape route for himself. The lord who had occupied Yongbeili for dozens of days left the ancient city with only countless broken bones and blood-soaked red soil.

In the three-meter-deep tunnel, blood-red "flesh balls" are moving slowly, and the ubiquitous small stones are painful. Fortunately, the tree spirit used the roots to loosen the surrounding soil layer before, so that Mu Hua dug two or three kilometers without much effort, but it was not so easy after that.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the hard clod of soil makes Mu Hua feel a heart-to-bone pain, and the seriously injured bone claws have been broken one or two, and the blood stains the soil in front of him along the fingertips, and the hole in the ground for one or two kilometers has been dug for nearly three or two hours, and the excessive pain and tiredness made him fall asleep in the hole.

The arrival of early winter has added a chill to the already dark and damp underground. In the cave, Mu Hua's curled body shivered in the wet and cold soil, but there was still a little saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth. The droplets of water in the cave dripped, untimely on Mu Hua's face, pulling him back from his sleep with the cold of winter.

"It's time to go" looked at his blood-red body and mutilated ten fingers for a long time, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. "It's better to go back to Jinping in this state, it's safer" I have been there for several years, and I don't even realize that I have regarded Jinping as another home, and now the "wanderer" has been away from home for many days, and it's time to go back.