A few days later, Seven Kills hurried back with his companions who had been carrying the ore at the beginning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He must bring the news of Jiuding's refining success to his father as soon as possible.

When there were still five days to go from the village, Seven Kills stopped the team and held an impromptu meeting.

"The old rule, you can't go back empty-handed. What are we going to do this time? Let's talk about it!" Seven Kills laughed as he crouched on a raised rock.

Someone shouted from below, "Boss, take us to catch the spotted tiger." I've never seen a living piebald tiger. ”

Seven Kills sneered and said, "Just you, the Spotted Tiger is timid and cautious, there are so many of us going, it is estimated that we won't even see the tiger hair." ”

Someone else said: "Go and kill the wild boar, that thing is all over the mountains, and it is extremely stupid, you can catch a bunch of them by setting a trap!"

Seven Kills nodded and said, "The boar must be caught, but I'll take you to a good place before this!"

What kind of character is the boss? Since he said that the place is good, then he is right, and everyone is in unison and resolutely supports the leadership of the Seven Killings Boss.

Seven Kills had his own ideas, and took a group of friends back to the creek where he had rested for the first time on the road carrying ore.

The stone looked at the creek and the woods on both sides, and wondered, "Boss, doesn't this look like a place infested with wild beasts and wild boars?"

Seven Kills sneered: "Why not? Look at this!"

The stone immediately noticed that among the bunches of grass there was a pile of dried dung.

Stone was taken aback: "This doesn't look like the dung of a small beast, is it ......?"

Seven Kills nodded solemnly at the stone.

Stone saw that even the boss's expression became so serious, this matter must be not trivial. Hurriedly took out his housekeeping skills, lay on the ground and sniffed at the pile of feces, and finally buckled a little dry feces with his hands, kneaded it into powder and carefully observed the ingredients.

Seven Kills was puzzled: "Stone, what are you kid doing?"

Without looking up, the stone head said, "I'm determining what kind of prey it is." Hehe, the feces of any beast can't escape my eyes, I know all about their size, age, physical condition, what they ate, when they pooped!

How's that?

Seven Kills suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that you are so powerful." So what kind of beast do you say this pulls?"

The stone said embarrassedly: "It's been a long time, and I haven't figured it out yet." Don't worry, boss, I'll know when I taste it. ”

Seven Kills couldn't listen to it anymore, slapped the stone on the head hard, and shouted loudly: "Stone, stone, could it be that your brain is really a stone?"

This is the that people pull, don't you look at the shape? Don't you notice that this is the same as what you pull?

Alas, sooner or later, I'll be dragged to death by you bunch of rubbish!"

The stone was flushed, and he jumped up and rushed to the stream to wash frantically.

After a while, the stone came up again and asked, "Boss, have strangers been here?"

Seven Kills just nodded and continued to scrutinize the small environment.

Stone asked again, "Could it be that other people in the clan have been here?"

Seven Kills said softly: "The people of the clan, no way! I have been here many times, and there is no prey that we can easily hunt, nor flowers and fruits that we can eat, what are the clansmen running here for?"

Besides, poisonous insects and pythons are infested here, if this road was not a shortcut to the mountain of refining Jiuding, I would not have taken it from here.

And if it's someone from the clan who has been here, then we're not exposed?

Hmm? There were, and I found the footprints. Let's chase and see who dares to break into the territory of the Black Flame Clan!"

With its unusually keen observation, Seven Kills clung to the clues left by those foreign strangers like tracking the most cunning beasts.

......

"What are they doing? How dare they wander in the mountains and forests? What kind of messy route are they taking?"

The more Seven Kills tracked down, the tighter his brow furrowed.

Five days passed, and the companions of the Seven Kills became more and more frightened, and the route they were tracking had already deviated from the actual control area of the Black Flame Clan, heading straight to the west. If you chase it like this, you will see snow-capped mountains.

But Seven Kills had no intention of giving up, just tracking down. And the others were familiar with the temper of the Seven Kills, and they didn't dare to persuade him, so they had to accompany him like a headless fly, running around in the primeval jungle.

Finally, one day, when everyone was exhausted and unusually irritable, Seven Kills, who was walking in the front, squatted down violently and issued an alarm gesture that there was danger ahead.

The friends moved in unison, leaned down in unison, and began to quietly and quickly occupy the favorable terrain.

The stone crawled to the side of Seven Kills and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's wrong?"

Seven Kills raised his head and pointed in a direction, and said with a smile: "See for yourself!"

When the stone looked up, he saw a small low-lying basin in front of him, and a few tents made of tree branches could be faintly seen, and the smoke of cooking was clearly visible in the sky, which was a small camp built by the river.

Seven Kills patted the stone on the shoulder and smiled, "How is it? This is the prey we are tracking."

You go tell the others to stay hidden, wait for my signal, and then follow me into these outsiders' camps to investigate!"

Let's go!"

As soon as he heard the words of Seven Kills, Shi suddenly felt furious in his heart. whispered: "Boss, there are a lot of people in the camp, just you and me?"

Seven Kills sneered: "What's the matter? I'm scared of anyone, my Black Flame Clan, I've never been afraid of anyone in this group of mountains, do you go or not?"

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Seven killings and stones were covered with branches and weeds, and even their heads and faces were tightly covered, and they quickly rushed down the hillside towards the camp.

Since Shi had never experienced a military method similar to reconnaissance against human settlements, he was so nervous that he was in a cold sweat, and he followed closely with the Seven Killings, looking left and right. I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will startle the snake and put the Seven Kills and myself in danger.

And Seven Kills followed his father and uncles three times at the age of seven, eight, and eleven years to conquer other hostile tribes that disobeyed the Heiyan family, and he was already a battle-hardened old fritter.

Even at the age of eleven, during the expedition, Seven Kills used the bronze short sword he refined to personally hack to death four senior members of the Yusang tribe, three men and one woman, because these four people were the high priests of the Yusang tribe. There were as many as fifty-five Yusang tribesmen who were captured by seven kills and one person alone.

Except for Hei Yan Yulie's disdain for this, all the members of the Black Yan clan who participated in this conquest war were all stunned by the bravery and fearlessness of the Seven Killings.

After this battle, the Yusang tribe, who was still a little dissatisfied with the Black Yan clan, was so frightened that they obeyed as soon as they heard the movement of the Seven Killings, and they couldn't shrink back.

From then on, the nickname of the Seven Kills Demon King was no longer just a joke in the mouth of the clan, but became a veritable one.

This is also the fundamental reason why many friends of Seven Kills are much stronger than Seven Kills, but why they are willing to call Seven Kills the boss.

In the Black Flame Clan's sphere of influence, all people can hate Seven Killings, hate Seven Killings, and make fun of Seven Killings, but no one dares to underestimate Seven Killings.

Seven Kills lurked in a bush, carefully observed the half-sound, and finally determined that the people in this camp were definitely not locals, and their living habits and clothing were completely different from those of the tribes in the Bashu region.

There are only about 30 people in this group at most, and all of them are yellow and thin, and many of them are infected with diseases and are already on the verge of life and death.

It's no wonder that you dare to break into the land of Bashu like that, and it's strange if you don't look for death!

Seeing that this group of outsiders was so pitiful that he could bury them with one hand, Seven Kills immediately reduced his vigilance, and in the stunned eyes of the stones, he stood up and slowly walked towards the center of the camp.

Screams rang out one after another in the camp, and a dozen black, yellow, short and thin men wearing only bark and grass blades, armed with wooden spears and stones, surrounded two large walking shrubs, angry and frightened, and the bold ones kept shouting at the "tree man".

Suddenly, a thin black old man emerged from the crowd, hunched over his waist and holding a wooden stick, standing still in front of the Seven Kills.

At this moment, the seven killings vaguely saw the color of ecstasy in the old man's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel very strange in his heart.

The old man saw at a glance that these two "tree people" were nothing more than people covered with branches and weeds, and then coughed and said in the stiff and shriveled Bashu dialect: "What monsters? Don't make any noise, stop it!

We are the messengers of the Xuanyuan clan, and my name is Mo Tu.

Dear outsiders, who are you?"

The person who is dying like this when he hears the seven killings still has a name and a surname, and the old man's speech and demeanor are neither humble nor arrogant, generous and decent, and at first glance he is a person who has seen the world.

As the young patriarch of the Heiyan clan, Qisheng must not let the other party underestimate the Heiyan clan, the king of Bashu.

Then Seven Kills tore off the branches and weeds on his body, revealing his true face, and said with a smile: "I am a member of the Black Yan Clan, why didn't you even say hello when you broke into our Black Yan Clan's territory?"

In order to give his boss a strong reputation, the stone standing behind the Seven Kills also tore off the branches and flowers all over his head, and glared angrily at the people of the Xuanyuan clan.

Unexpectedly, everyone in the Xuanyuan clan was in an uproar. Everyone jumped back as if they had been burned, and looked at the Seven Kills from a distance with terrified expressions on their faces.

Some people pointed and pointed, some people sat down on the ground as they retreated, and some people cried hysterically.

Seven Kills looked down at himself, and there was nothing unusual, and he looked at the people of the Xuanyuan clan looking at him with plague-like eyes, his heart was on fire, and he shouted: "Which of you is the leader? Come out and speak!"

Mo Tu held the wooden stick, shook it three times in one step, trembled and walked in front of the seven kills, looked at the seven kills from head to toe more than a dozen times, and finally said in an unbelievable tone: "This is not a sashimi, nor is it a totem smeared on, this is true, it is true!"

God, gods, how can you have three eyes?"