Even if Xiao An is good at reasoning, but for the situation he didn't see, it was just reasoning, and he couldn't take it seriously, he was not a god, he could see the future, he could see the past, and he could only imagine it in the same place. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The back of the consideration became more and more blurred in the darkness, he still looked ahead, without a sense of direction, and the white bones on the ground behind him, he was not afraid of these.

Turn on the flashlight, and then slowly get up, like a physically and mentally exhausted person, and like a lonely old man, lonely and full of melancholy.

In the dark night, he didn't look for anything, the white bones all over the ground had already been seen, and it was impossible for Li Dingguo's corpse to be there, because as early as when he was in Zhuyue Village, Bai Zaha had already said that Li Dingguo's corpse was taken to Xiangyue Village by Bai Wenxuan, and then put in the cave.

A hundred years of vicissitudes, the fact has long been the case, Xiao An doesn't question anything, but this place still has the breath of battle.

Xiao An casually found a tent inside, and then slowly cleaned it up, and then found some firewood around, and then lit it, the fire in his eyes flickered weakly, making Xiao An a little thin.

The firelight illuminated his side face, which was already a vicissitudes of life, a feeling he had never felt lonely, and if he had this feeling once upon a time, it was probably a long time ago, when he really became a person, and he was a little similar to him now.

Despite this, the years have to be lost, and he has already left that feeling behind, but the feeling at this time makes him feel a little emotional!

He shook his head hard, but he still didn't want to recall that unknown sad history, this sad history no one knew, except for himself, the world was probably already known to a second person.

Xiao An lit another want, looked at the sky, there was no star in the sky, the temperature was a little chilly this night, I don't know how long it took, the pair of firewood slowly dimmed, Xiao An rested.

As soon as the picture changed, he had come to the Lal tribe, and everyone in the Lal tribe was gathered at the moment, including the elder who rarely appeared mysteriously at the moment, his eyes were full of wisdom, and he looked around with overflowing eyes, and there was an expectation around him.

Of course, in addition to the mysterious Elder Lal, there were other elders, chiefs and the like, and their eyes were even brighter and more mysterious under the large pile of firewood.

In the firewood, below the upper seat are the eight people left, although in this operation, they lost a few people slightly regretted, but after all, the task was completed, which is naturally indispensable, and the chief is looking at them and preparing to praise them.

Of course, the people around them also cast envious glances, these people are waiting for the coronation ceremony, as long as the chief speaks, then their status will rise to a notch in the future, that is an honor, others can only envy.

The seven people of Lal were not as excited as they imagined, on the contrary, their expressions were very solemn, and their eyes were even darker, how could people who had not experienced the ups and downs of the road know the hardships and fears they had experienced, it was almost impossible to resist.

The mysterious elder sat down and coughed softly, breaking the solemn and somewhat oppressive atmosphere, and then holding a bottle in both hands, this bottle was not too big, but when he took it out, almost everyone's eyes lit up, that is, what they desperately brought back, it looked like it was faintly glowing blue, and it was very mysterious.

The people on the table all got up, they were deeply excited and solemn in their hearts at the moment, this thing is something they have guarded all their lives, but it is also something they have been afraid of all their lives, and now they appear here, they can't help but be a little more vigilant and dignified.

There was a burst of chattering around them, as if admiring their bravery, and also about what was the mystery of this bottle, which made people smell staggering.

Step by step, the man presented the bottle under everyone's gaze, and the hands of the elders and chiefs were a little trembling with excitement, but they did not dare to touch it easily.

The person who finally took over was none other than the mysterious Elder Lal, who looked at the bottle wisely, and then carefully placed it in the palm of his hand, his heart full of awe.

He cast a glance at the man, and there seemed to be some approval in his eyes, and it seemed to be a condolence, but he didn't say anything after all.

Under everyone's gaze, the elder put the bottle on the table, and then the man went down to this place, and the seven people were ready to standby, waiting for the reward, and there was praise, in fact, they didn't care so much about these, but this was required for the ceremony, and it was not because of this that they struggled.

After the elder put it away, he got up and cast a glance at the chief, and the chief opened his mouth slightly to speak, which was naturally the language of their Lal tribe.

He looked at his son proudly, and then exclaimed,

"The possible resurrection of the demon this time, get your termination, and bring back this evil demonic power safely, you are all heroes of our Lal tribe, please sit down, and then eat, drink and meat, relieve your fatigue first, and then we will discuss the next thing."

The firewood was bigger, and everyone smiled humbly at each other, then sat down, poured the spirits, and waited for the chief to continue speaking, and the chief and several elders poured spirits on each other, facing everyone, and then continued to speak loudly,

"True cup of wine, I salute you for your triumphant coming, you are the heroes of our Lal tribe, and the heroes of this forest."

The sound was loud and crisp, rippling between the tribes, then he raised the spirit, took a sip, and then put the bowl on the table, and his eyes were the dancing and singing of the Nalal tribe.

The mysterious elder met on the side, and then looked sharply, this time out, they lost a few Lal people, and the people brought by Bai Zaha did not come back, except for himself, which made him a little worried, and the chief on the side said to him,

"Elder, this time thanks to your people, otherwise my children, or even the young men of the entire tribe, would not be able to complete this operation, I must toast you."

The elder hurriedly picked up the hot wine, and then smiled,

"The safety of the tribe is my safety, I must lead by example in this matter, there is nothing such polite, it is all for the life of our descendants, and the chief does not have to be polite."

The chief smiled reluctantly, their chief and this Elder Lal family are world friends, in fact, the feelings are self-evident, these polite words are still a little awkward to say, the chief continued,

"I'm happy today, as for what to do with the power of this demon, I have to bother the elder again, thank you for your hard work."

The elder shook his head, and then said politely,

"The chief is gracious, drink, drink."

As he spoke, he drank it all again.