Huang Quan knocked again, then reached out and grabbed it, and tore off a small piece of bark.

Huang Quan couldn't help but be stunned, he originally thought that he could dig a piece of wood down, after all, this is a tree, no matter how hard it is, it can be harder than steel? Even if it was steel, he could tear it off with his bare hands. With his strength, he only got the bark off?

Huang Quan took a closer look at his surroundings, including the plants that didn't look much different from his native world.

Immediately, he found that the trees surrounding the whole settlement were extremely hard, the shrubs were similar, even the long grass was very tough, and the blades of grass were like pieces of hacksaws, and if you were not careful, you would be cut out of the gap.

Everything in the settlement is natural and weird, just like the world in the common sense of the settlers.

At this moment, there was no human figure in the square, and there was no movement in the sheds, and the young men and women were exhausted and no longer tossed. Huang Quan returned to Haruka's room and fell asleep.

In the early morning, Huang Quan woke up from a nightmare.

A dead world, a big tree with only a trunk, a painful soul fixed in the body of a tree.

He was the only one in heaven and earth, and he walked behind him, his steps steady and rhythmic, as if he were ignoring the ground full of holes and cracks, but walking in a palace of deep rock.

Huang Quan didn't dare to look back, the fearless Imperial Killing God was a little weak at this moment, he was afraid that what he saw was not the same kind, or was he afraid that the footsteps were just his own illusion?

There was no answer, because Huangquan woke up from a nightmare as he had done a thousand times before. He reached out and pressed his forehead, his consciousness drifting a little.

Huang Quan never liked to dwell on the past, his eyes were always on new battles, new star fields, but in this settlement of the lost people, just one sunrise and sunset, he thought of the rebel leader ten thousand years ago, and this only nightmare that accompanied him from childhood to adult.

A vibrant face is clearly reflected in the field of vision, and it is Haruka.

The girl seems to have grown a little taller, and there is a faint extraordinary aura on her body, which exudes a faint sense of oppression. There was excitement and tiredness in her eyes, her skin became smooth and shiny, and some of the subtle scars left by her long-term hunting life had disappeared, and the whole person seemed to be radiant.

Huangquan's spirits were lifted, and the depression brought by the nightmare was like fine snow under the sun, which was swept away.

In his eyes, the girl's body was now filled with holy radiance. By the standards of the Dragoon Battalion, this was a perfect absorption, and the girl was now at least the equivalent of a senior sergeant in the battalion.

"Yes, it seems that I have the power of the Life Stone." Huang Quan praised.

The girl Mo Ming was a little flustered, she subconsciously looked around, and then said softly: "It's all because, because of what you taught me." ”

"That's because you're talented."

After receiving Huang Quan's praise, the girl's little face swelled with a layer of redness, and she lowered her voice and said, "Today's battle, I ...... I want to be with you. ”

Of course, Huang Quan agreed, he didn't have a way to see the Life Stone now, so he just used Yao Yao to indirectly feel the power of the Life Stone.

Yao quickly sorted out his equipment, and then came to the square with Huang Quan.

All the samurai in the settlement have arrived, and they are in groups of two, each in charge of one direction. Originally, there were six samurai in the settlement, but now Haruka is a great samurai, and she, together with Huangquan, has just gathered four groups, barely able to cover the area around the settlement.

Yao chose Huangquan, and some of the young warriors in the settlement were puzzled, some were angry, and some felt normal. As a great samurai who has not been seen in decades, Haruka can be in charge of one direction alone, and she can protect him by bringing Huangquan with her.

The Great Elder assigned the task of issuing each samurai a special dagger.

This short knife was obtained from larger settlements and was of higher quality than traditional hunting knives. The embarrassing thing was that the Great Elder didn't expect that Huang Quan was the first to fight, and only seven short knives were prepared.

In fact, there are only seven such knives in the entire settlement.

Huang Quan didn't care, for him, what kind of weapon was almost the same. How could a semi-primitive settlement come up with an empire-level weapon?

What's more, his exclusive weapon was once built by the empire with the power of the whole country, but unfortunately it was destroyed in the torrent of ten thousand years.

When the battle was held, there was no impassioned speech or a magnificent march, and the Great Elder hugged each samurai in turn, which was a farewell for all.

When it was Huangquan's turn, his body was visibly stiff, and he was not used to hugging strange men.

However, the Great Elder's thin arms were as hard as steel bars, and he almost used all his strength, which showed the reluctance in his heart, and he did not ignore it because he was an outsider.

"I don't know who you are or where you came from, but remember, come back alive!" The Great Elder whispered in Huang Quan's ear.

Huang Quan didn't know what the elder and others had said, but at this moment, his heart that was as hard as steel suddenly melted a little.

When the ceremony was completed, Haruka stood beside him and asked, "Shall we go?" ”

"Let's go."

Haruka nodded, walked ahead, and headed for the camp exit.

After experiencing the strange sensation of coming out of the membrane again, I was surprised to see that the boulder of the previous team did not leave, but waited at the exit.

Seeing them, Juyan strode over, stared at Huang Quan, and said word by word: "Yao doesn't belong to you, you are too weak!" If you dare to fight her, I'll let you die in the forest!" ”

Huang Quan didn't speak, just looked at the boulder coldly. He has always only killed people, not quarrels.

Yao couldn't bear it, blocked in front of Huang Quan, and said angrily: "Juyan, what do you want to do?" The people of the settlement can't kill each other, do you want to disobey the ancestral teachings? ”

Juyan sneered: "Zu Xun is not necessarily right, and he is not a person from the settlement, is there anything wrong with me killing him?" ”

"If you want to kill him, you have to ask me first!" Cut through the cracks.

Juyan glanced at her, his gaze paused on the girl's bulging chest, and said, "Don't forget, even if you become a great samurai, you are still a woman, and the souls of your ancestors can look at it!" ”

Haruka's face turned pale.

Now Huangquan also has some understanding of the customs of the settlement, and the most important knowledge inheritance of the small settlement comes from the ritual of worshiping the ancestors.

Ancestral souls do manifest and pass on the necessary knowledge, such as vital martial arts and cultivation methods, as well as some special smelting or medicinal formulas.

Because of this, the lost people attach great importance to their ancestors, and the law of the ancestors is almost the highest rule.

The strongest samurai in the settlement, he has the right to choose women throughout the settlement. Haruka is not yet an adult, and when she becomes an adult, she will be married. It's an obligation, it's about gender, it's not about power.

Although Juyan was defeated at the hands of Haruka, he was still the strongest samurai in the entire settlement.

Haruka bit her lip and was speechless for a while.

Huang Quan stepped forward, pulled her behind him, and said to the samurai next to the boulder, "Are you in charge of this direction?" ”

The samurai was in his thirties, an age that was past the peak of his physical fitness for the settlers. He looked at Huang Quan vigilantly and said, "It's this direction, what?" ”

Huang Quan said: "Very good, you can go back and tell the Great Elder that I have also covered the ogres in your direction." ”

Before the warrior could speak, the boulder jumped up and shouted, "Just you? Why? ”

Huang Quan raised his hand and strangled Boulder's throat. His every movement was clear and rhythmic, but the boulder was like falling into the deepest nightmare, and he could only watch Huang Quan's hand grab it, and he couldn't dodge.

Until the moment his throat was choked, a flash of lightning suddenly crossed the boulder's consciousness, and he understood why: "He is too fast, too fast!" It's so fast that I can't react at all! ”

By the time the reaction of his consciousness was finally conveyed to his limbs, the whole person had been lifted into the air by Huang Quan in his hand.

Ju Yan tried to wrench Huang Quan's hand away, but his arms were only halfway raised, and he hung limply.

"Those who dare to shout in front of me have become corpses. You won't be an exception. Huang Quan's voice was very calm, as if he was stating a trivial matter, and in his heart, it was indeed a trivial matter.