In the distance, Chen An watched Su Han slash a guy at the Qianyuan level, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull: "Although it is a Qianyuan Tian who is not even half disabled, but he has beheaded Qianyuan in the end, with his character, it is estimated that he will be enough for a long time." ”

Behind Chen An, Lao Mo, who had a sharp face and a rat beard, glanced at the two corpses on the ground and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

The aura on those two people was much stronger than him, but the "patriarch" didn't even make a move.

No, let alone a move, Lao Mo didn't even see the patriarch of the family make a move, and the two guys on the opposite side had already fallen, as if those weak outcasts were facing the real gods.

"Clan, patriarch......"

Lao Mo really didn't know what to say, so he couldn't help but swallow his saliva fiercely again, and followed the gaze of his family patriarch to look at the group of people who were fighting hard at the bottom of the mountain.

He was momentarily surprised by Su Han's outburst, and temporarily forgot why his family patriarch had suddenly become so powerful.

"That master craftsman actually killed Montenegro. ”

The Black Mountain Bandits are very famous on this road between Middle-earth and the Eastern Wilderness, and almost no one can cure them.

Of course, this is not that they are strong, but that they are cunning and abnormal, under normal circumstances, strong people disdain to care about him, and other people gather the strength of the crowd, and it is too easy to startle the snake, let them hide in the black mountain, and they may not be able to find it in a few years.

This is not more accurate than the later generations, the algorithm of the cultivator is more accurate than the satellite radar, even if the innate gods are powerful, and the conquest of the ten thousand worlds is idle, but it is deficient in other aspects, including the calculation of star divination.

Therefore, it is not for nothing that the innate gods gradually withdrew from the stage of history.

This situation has also contributed to the rampant piracy of Montenegro in this area.

Of course, Montenegro was killed, Lao Mo didn't think it was strange, in the vast wilderness, there were more people stronger than Montenegro, and people just couldn't catch him.

The reason why Lao Mo was surprised at the moment was because the person who killed him was obviously just an ordinary craftsman.

At this time, it is not as ancient as the primeval people, the ancestors walked on the earth, all races are the same, there is no substantial difference between humans and gods, and everyone can live happily together.

In the desolate land of the primeval era, living beings awakened from ignorance, there was no concept of idealism and solipsism, and in the face of the harsh living environment, even the innate gods could not be alone.

Everyone only knows how to snuggle together and warm each other, and there is no idea of superiority and inferiority at all, or there are those who are stronger than others, and they are outstanding, but what they think is also for their own clan and their own companions.

During this period, there was not even the concept of innate gods and primeval demons.

Until a long time, all living beings living in the desolate land held such a concept.

Therefore, in later generations, many scholars did not define them by the names of gods and demons, and they were all called the primeval ancestors. At that time, the so-called innate gods were only powerful heroes and leaders among the ancestors.

The actual reason for this situation is also very simple, the laws of the desolate land are confused, the true meaning is unknown, and the difference in strength between the gods and ordinary people is not as big as it is now.

There is not much difference in strength, so it is naturally impossible to appear that kind of character who is overwhelmed for a lifetime.

At that time, even god-killing was not an accident, and although it was rare, it was not entirely impossible.

It is precisely because of this that the gods are only intelligent and powerful heroes in the hearts of ordinary people, and people worship them as leaders, but not as gods.

But with the shattering of the desolation, all kinds of laws began to be established and stabilized, and the gap in strength between the innate gods widened, with a realm level and a personality.

The strong can fly away and recreate the world, while the weak can only shrink into corners and struggle to survive.

With this distinction, the status between the gods and the common people began to change dramatically.

In the middle and late Antiquity, the boundaries between gods and men were unusually clear, and the gods were powerful enough for the world to worship.

Of course, where there is a class, there is resistance, and in the late primeval era, the emperor was born and swept the world, which is a legend that continues in this historical background.

But that's all for later, and now it's not even the beginning of the ancient era, and it's at the time of the alternation of the primeval era and the ancient era.

At this time, the boundaries between man and god were not clear, and even the concept of the lich had not yet been formed, but there was already a comparison of clans.

Although the upper and lower clans are not distinct, there is a clear contrast in strength.

The upper clan has countless supernatural abilities and occupies rich land, while the lower clan's weak manpower can only rely on some strange skills to survive, so the general profession is from the lower clan, and craftsmen are naturally not excluded.

In front of the real strong, or in other words, in the inherent concept of this era, those who have the power to fight the heavens and the earth should be gods, and the weak can only rely on some means that cannot be used to save their lives.

Therefore, in Lao Mo's eyes, it is naturally a very incredible thing that these people from the lower clan can kill supernatural talents.

"Do you know Xuanyuan Hill Dabi?"

Lao Mo's sentence just now was just emotion, and he didn't mean to ask Chen An, but he didn't want Chen An to ask such a sentence coldly.

Glancing at the team of craftsmen in the distance, Lao Mo suddenly felt abrupt, and couldn't help but explain: "There is a bear clan that dominates one side in Middle-earth, and has always liked to engage in these vain things, I remember that when the Holy Monarch was still there, it was just a clan gathering with little influence, but recently it has become more and more prosperous, no longer limited to supernatural skills, and began to pay attention to strange skills, often even the lower clans of the Eastern Wilderness and North Sea are eager for this gathering." ”

Speaking of "miraculous skills", Lao Mo's expression was full of contempt, in fact, most of the real Shang clans looked down on the so-called "Xuanyuan Hill Dabi".

Lao Mo can be so clear, or because he is not actually from the upper clan, and has been mixed with the lower clan and abandoned clan in the past. It was only because he was taken in by the patriarch that he joined the Yu clan, and although he was driven out with the patriarch at this time, he still had a lot of contempt when it came to the affairs of the lower clan.

Chen An nodded noncommittally, there was no liking or dislike on his face, his eyes just looked at the team of craftsmen in the distance, silent.

This made Lao Mo very puzzled, and the heart said that the patriarch also had a friendship with these people from the lower clans? Otherwise, why did he save them, you must know that if the two strong men who made him feel palpitations made a move, even if the craftsman who slashed the Black Mountain was ten times stronger, he would definitely not be able to return to the sky.

But what made him strange was that until those craftsmen drove away the remaining Black Mountain thieves and continued on the road, he didn't see the patriarch come forward to talk to him, he just quietly watched him drive away the remaining Black Mountain thieves, cleaned up his clothes, and continued on the road.

Doubts are doubts, Lao Mo didn't have the heart to care about the affairs of the people of the lower clan, he retracted his gaze boredly.

But suddenly, the corner of his eye seemed to sweep something, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the ground in horror, he clearly remembered that the two of them died at his feet, but now he looked again and found that the body was gone.

Could it be that someone stole the corpses while they were concentrating on the craftsmen?

Thinking of this, Lao Mo couldn't help but feel that his hairs stood up, and he said to Chen An without hesitation: "Patriarch, this, this ......"

Chen An ignored Lao Mo's horror, and didn't even glance at the empty ground, but said as if he had expected it: "They are not people from the current time and space, and they will naturally go back if they lose the maintenance of their mana after death." ”

Lao Mo listened to the clouds and asked puzzledly, "What does the current time and space mean, and how did you go back?"

Chen An retracted his gaze and looked at Lao Mo, and smiled: "I can't explain it to you now, but you will understand it later." Let's move on. ”

This was just a greeting, Chen An didn't wait for Lao Mo's answer at all, he got up again and continued to walk forward.

Seeing this, Lao Mo didn't think much about it, and hurriedly followed Chen An's footsteps.

His mind was also simple, and he felt that since the patriarch said that this was normal, it must be normal, so it was natural to put this matter down, but he didn't take a few steps, but he said a little strangely: "Patriarch, this is ...... This doesn't seem to be the direction to go to Xuanyuan Hill. ”

Chen An didn't stop walking, and said with a smile: "I already know some of the things I want to know, and there is no need to go to Xuanyuan Hill now." ”

"Don't you go to Xuanyuan Hill?" Lao Mo said with a blank face: "Then where are we going now?"

"I don't know. Chen An looked ahead, with a determined look on his face, but he gave Lao Mo an answer that was not an answer, and only said: "If you go east, you may have unexpected gains." ”

Lao Mo was completely dizzy, and said very puzzled: "Don't you go to Southern Xinjiang?"

He couldn't understand it at all, obviously he went to Zhu Rong's family to ask for help, why was he wandering around like a ronin now.

Although they were indeed driven out by the clansmen, but in the current flood, those with noble bloodlines will always be noble, even if there is no relationship between the Zhurong clan and the great sacrifice, with the identity of the patriarch of the Yu clan, they can also get the worship of the guests by casually joining the clan, and they will definitely not fall into the abandoned clan or ronin, but what is the situation now.

And he was still a little worried about the patriarch's injury.

The loss of wings by the feather people is like the loss of arms by ordinary people, even if it is not fatal, it is a complete cripple, if you don't take advantage of the possibility of new injuries and continuation, hurry up to seek the help of the Zhurong clan's great sacrifice, why go out and wander around.

Lao Mo wanted to ask, but he couldn't ask.

First, he asked himself if he was smart enough, thinking that maybe the patriarch had a deep meaning; second, since that accident, he always felt that the patriarch had become a little different, but he couldn't say the specific changes, he only felt that every time he looked at the patriarch's back, there was an indescribable horror.

This feeling has no reason, but it is so real for Lao Mo, who specializes in this way.

"Old Mo?"

Just when Old Mo was thinking nonsense and wanted to speak, the patriarch spoke again.

"Patriarch?"

Chen An turned around and said, "I remember that you don't have a name, right?" ”

Lao Mo nodded in astonishment.

In the flood wilderness, there are not many people with names and surnames, and they are generally the upper clans who live well, and the people of the lower clans and the abandoned clans fight for their lives with the sky, and the names don't matter at all.

As for the title of Lao Mo, it was also the patriarch who shouted it, and he agreed to it, in fact, he didn't think it was his name at all.

Chen An smiled and said: "Then I'll give you one, in the future, you will walk the world, you can't do it without a name." ”

At this time, Hong Huang didn't have any name at all, and Lao Mo didn't think that a name could be done, so he just said curiously: "What name does the patriarch want to give me?"

"You will be called Meng Mo in the future. ”