The Yuetan family is one of the garrison families of the Desperate Fortress, behind the Desperate Fortress is Cuiliu City, Cuiye Qian is a precious plant here, made of Cuiliu wood, if the Western Wilderness is the most barren area in the entire wilderness, then Cuiliu City is the most marginal small city of the family union, this small city with a population of 300,000 people in this jurisdiction has thirty-eight villages and towns, with four small families, but it can prevent the wilderness from entering the Jinghua area for hundreds of years.

Lan Yu stood respectfully in front of the patriarch of the Yuetan family, waiting for the patriarch to ask, the room where the two of them were full of the classical atmosphere before the end of the world, most of the decorative furniture was made of emerald leaf money materials, any piece of furniture, placed in the wilderness, is hundreds of thousands of emerald leaf money, it is a huge wealth that can buy a tribe, but here, it is just the most ordinary home.

The most of them are the bones of brute beasts in the wilderness, which are only possessed by real big tribes, these bones are strange, but each one has been carefully cleaned and arranged on the emerald willow wood pedestal, like a lifelike peerless collection.

But what attracts people's attention is the dense array of weapons on the walls, these weapons include knives and guns, claws, darts, crossbow arrows, and bone blades with mysterious patterns, the largest is a giant broadsword, which is a whole fang, carved with countless gorgeous and intricate gold patterns, the blade is straight, and it is slightly upturned when it reaches three-quarters of the position, and the nearly four-meter-long bone knife is not used by humans, but more like giants.

On the other wall, there are various rusty thermal weapons, various models of rifles, pistols, gas masks, helmets, and the contents of military spurs and kettle lunch boxes.

Time passed minute by minute in silence, Lan Yu had some sweat on his forehead, but he didn't urge, he glanced around from the corner of his eye, and saw the weapons on display, flashing a trace of scorching, the weapons here can be taken out casually, they can set off the frenzy of the Garo, all of them are Galo's exclusive weapons that can increase their abilities.

On the other wall, the thermal weapons and military items were just swept by at random, these things were nothing more than the family's wall of merit, and the things on it were all trophies from the battle with the underground people, which were precious to the underground people, but not valuable to the people on the ground.

The patriarch sitting on the chair made of gold silk mahogany crossed his lips with one hand, and his medium-length black hair was straight and soft, tightly blocking his cheeks, and in the darkness between the hairs, the fluctuations in this person's eyes occasionally flashed, only his hands were white and delicate, not at all like a man's hands, and through the skin on his hands, he could also conclude that this person was not very old.

"The Blackclaw Tribe? Interesting, Xianfeng Garo? The patriarch's low and hoarse voice had a man's unique magnetic xìng, and Lan Yu lowered his head slightly, only staring at his toes.

"You did a bad job this time, think for yourself what's the difference? The big war is coming, I won't punish you, next time I see your performance ....... The patriarch's hoarse voice was like a drumstick on Lan Yu's heart, he didn't dare to ask where the mission was, he just nodded, and after a while he heard the patriarch continue:

"If we ask someone to kill the girl named Hongsha, won't there be no problem?" The sudden inquiry made Lan Yu smile bitterly, and shook his head again and again and said:

"Patriarch, Hongsha was identified by me as a talented Garo at the beginning, it is her ability to belong to a very valuable search aid, she can find the hidden ambusher in the first time, and is the natural enemy of all assassins Garo, and now she has awakened a second talent, the two abilities complement each other, unless the regretful army Garo makes a move, otherwise, she can kill any Xianfeng Garo ...... who is not good at frontal combat."

Xianfeng Jia Luo is equal to a myth in the wilderness, and he is a strong man who cannot be higher, but in Lan Yu's mouth, he is like an ordinary person.

"It's a pity, if the demon moth didn't want to break away from the family, I wouldn't do it, but there's no need to worry too much, find an opportunity to lock up all the people in the Black Claw tribe who know Hongsha, if Hongsha really wants to be against us......

In a word, the fate of Gao Feng and the others was decided by this patriarch, and various thoughts flashed through Lan Yu's mind, and finally he had to admit that the patriarch's method was the most feasible, if that person was really important to Hongsha, maybe there would be a chance to counter Hongsha.

"But ......, the demon moth must die ......." Thinking of it, the patriarch added firmly, as he spoke, he raised his head suddenly, revealing a cheek that was almost exactly the same as Gao Feng, seeing this face, Lan Yu immediately thought of Gao Feng in the Black Claw Tribe, but then dispelled this thought, this guess was so terrible that he didn't even dare to think about it.

"The Yellow Tribe has once again asked us to enter the Fortress of Despair, and I heard that the desolate people have already begun to act, and the desolate people in the three places are acting at the same time, ......."

Lan Yu wanted to use other things to dispel the speculation that was becoming more and more fearful in his heart, but the patriarch obviously didn't have the heart to care about the life or death of the Huang Xuan tribe, so he waved his hand casually and said:

"You don't have to worry about Huang Li's affairs, they have earned enough over the years, and after enjoying it for so long, they should be content......." In one sentence, the Huang Qian tribe was sentenced to death, Lan Yu smiled bitterly, the new patriarch is not good at this, he doesn't know what the old feelings are, but he doesn't regret it, the Huang Qian tribe really doesn't know how to be grateful, otherwise, they wouldn't have changed the patriarch for Huang Li.

Walking out of the room, Lan Yu walked outside with a deep face, passing by the maids or subordinates who bowed to him, he didn't pay any attention, walking on the old and ancient log road, the dull footsteps echoed in the eardrums again and again, suddenly, he seemed to hear countless mournful wails and curses mixed in the footsteps, suddenly stopped, and scanned the surroundings in disbelief.

Everything is quiet and weird, outside the porch on the side of the corridor is to see the rare and exotic herbs that I don't know how many years the road is, and there are rare and precious herbs growing outside, all of which are good products that can have an effect on Jialuo, and any one of them can be exchanged for hundreds of young virgins.

The courtyard environment is elegant and vicissitudes, with a unique style and precipitation, which makes it easy for people to feel the peace from the heart when they are in it, which is most suitable for Jia Luo to polish his heart and improve himself, but Lan Yu felt the difference for the first time.

There are countless decaying corpses buried under the rare flowers and herbs over there, so that the fragrance of the flowers is also mixed with the smell of corpses, and in the quiet corridor, in the cracks of polished and smooth logs, there is a faint residue of jet-black rancid human blood for I don't know how many years.

The cool breeze of Xi Xi blew from a distance, and it was extremely comfortable to hit the face, but in this gust of wind, there seemed to be countless yīn souls rolling and struggling, their painful and wailing faces had hateful and vicious eyes, staring at Lan Yu and crying loudly, and the next moment, Lan Yu came back to his senses, but saw that everything was as peaceful as before, the smell of corpses, blood, yīn souls, crying, cursing, all disappeared.

I don't know if Lu Dao is an illusion at this moment, or if it was an illusion before, Lan Yu's jīng god fluctuated slightly, and suddenly, he looked up sharply and saw a white shadow standing at the end of the corridor.

"The mistress wants to see you, and now ......." Bai Sè's figure is a person who can't see xìng, no eyebrows, his face is touched with thick white powder, like the cheeks of a dead man, but his lips are bright purple sè, it looks like he has eaten something and has not been wiped off, and his eyes are cold and vicious, how similar are they to the eyes of those yīn souls just now?

"Lord Huahua, I know what I said, I'll go ...... now." said about adults, but Lan Yu didn't have any respect, but had a contemptuous attitude, this guy who couldn't hear the men and women was a eunuch, specializing in serving the inner house, and he was also the chief steward of the inner house, but Lan Yu didn't have to pay attention to it.

The two of them walked to the depths of the inner house one after the other, and then they could feel the different vitality from the front yard, and the delicate girls formed a small circle in groups of three or five, gathered together to play, or talk, or play chess, or paint, and the clean and refreshing little maids carried large and small plates among the girls, and gave them the food, drink, or other important things they needed.

Lan Yu didn't dare to look at it more, just looked at the ground on tiptoes, and let the girls point fingers at him, for the fate of these girls, Lan Yu felt no pity in his heart, they could only live in a small backyard in this life, waiting to be pampered by the patriarch, pregnant with a child, if someone could not conceive, they would be disposed of after the age of twenty-two, because they could not release Lu to serve other men.

The deepest and most luxurious room is the place where the patriarch's mother, the head mother of the family, lives, and it is also the most popular place, and every corner and every intersection stands solemn young men or girls, they are like a group of statues, the young men are uniformly dressed in robes, their faces are not bearded, their skin is white and delicate, but they are the same eunuchs as Lord Huahua.

And the girls are very strong, with slender legs and wide hips, and at first glance they are the women most admired by the wilderness, and most of them can give birth, and if they are older, they can add new blood to the family as women, but they still can't leave here in this life, only one person can, and there is the high housemother.

Lan Yu crossed a threshold with Huahua and entered a large room that was ten times more luxurious than the patriarch's room, where the decoration was noble and elegant, carved phoenixes were everywhere, and the ceiling above his head was also smeared with the sè color of vermilion golden sand, and the light shone through the clean glass, condensing a vivid optical picture in the middle of the hall, like a fairy palace.