readx;? The warriors of the Sun Chasing Tribe, who were also wearing battle armor and holding weapons in their hands, began to run out of the wooden gate in groups, all of them had cold faces, burly and domineering, and after a while, they formed a solid defensive formation in front of the door, and roughly estimated, the number of people was not less than that of the Burning Flame Tribe. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The originally noisy crowd of the Flame Tribe suddenly became silent when they saw the neat and uniform group of Sun-Fighting Tribal warriors in front of them, and although the warriors still held weapons in their hands, their eyes began to have a trace of confusion.

The two sides maintained their own formations, and it was clear that the Flame Tribe was in an offensive position, while the Sun Chasing Tribe was in a typical defensive position.

The two teams of human spirit warriors were both lined up here, and suddenly, they made a decision.

The Flame Tribe was loosely formed, and the warriors were undisciplined, just standing loosely like that, their eyes looking at each other. The ranks of the Sun-Chasing Tribes were clearly superior, they were well-disciplined, well-formed, and each had an undeniable pride on their faces, and although their weapons and armor were equally varied, the spirit gave people a very different feeling, and their eyes looked straight ahead, showing unparalleled ruthlessness and determination.

Perhaps blinded by grief and resentment, Princess Wanyan was unaware of the gap between the warriors of her own tribe and the warriors of the other tribe. She stood at the front of the line, not even looking behind her.

At this time, she was alone, slowly walking to the front of the tribal formation, her beautiful face and erect heroic posture, she naturally revealed an outstanding and independent heroic temperament.

Walking to the front of the formation, she stood still, without squinting, her right hand, which held a spear, slowly pointed forward, and then shouted loudly to the ranks of the opposite tribe:

"Muyang, do you dare to come out and confront me?"

Seconds passed, and there was no movement from the ranks of the Sun Chasing Tribe, and their warriors stood straight ahead, their faces still grim.

After a while, just as Wan Yan was extremely angry and wanted to speak out again, the formation on the opposite side suddenly changed, and he saw that the two rows of soldiers in the front began to consciously separate from the middle to both sides, flashing out a half-meter-wide aisle, and at the same time, an old but burly Pina warrior was slowly walking towards the front of the formation.

This old warrior of the Pina tribe is none other than ---- Muyang, the chief of the Sun-Chasing Tribe.

Like the chief of the Flame Tribe, Mu Yang was already an old Pina spirit of nearly seventy years old, and the years had long since taken away his former elegance, drawing furrows on his face, and even his beard and hair were gradually dyed white. However, at the same time, it also gave him a pair of eyes that could see through the fog of the world, and a heart that was as still as water.

Mu Yang straightened his back and walked in front of Wan Yan step by step, his figure was tall, so his eyes were cast on the face of the girl opposite from top to bottom, reflecting the sun, not angry but mighty.

Facing Mu Yang, Wan Yan naturally felt an oppressive force, but she was not afraid at all, she raised her head to look at her like that, her stubborn eyes and undulating chest declared her bravery and anger to the old man in front of her.

Mu Yang looked at Wan Yan, his eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, although he didn't smile, his attitude had become much kinder and kinder.

This is the daughter of an old friend, I haven't seen her for a long time, and she has become a big girl, I think that at the beginning, I had hugged her and fed her the fruit, and it was already so big in a blink of an eye. If you go back further, it seems that her vanilla fruit was plucked by herself from the shade of the perch in the mirrored garden and handed it to her old friend.

Over the years, as their respective tribes have gradually expanded and become bigger, because they are busy with the complicated affairs of the tribe, even the opportunity to meet with old friends has become less and less, and it is no wonder that the little girl has become a big girl in a blink of an eye...... He was completely ill.

Thinking of this, Mu Yang said to Wan Yan in front of him in a harmonious voice: "Child, your father, ...... now How's it going?"

"Hmph! Don't pretend to be a fake face, aren't you looking forward to my father's soul returning to heaven when he gets sick? Then you can take the opportunity to annex our tribe and enslave our tribe, right? Tell you, you are delusional, as long as I am still in the Burning Flame Tribe for a day, I will never allow outsiders to trample on the dignity of our tribe!"

Wan Yan was a little excited, thinking of the responsibility she had carried over the past few days, and remembering the painful expression on her father's face when he was lying in bed even though he was unconscious, her words were a little sharp, and she didn't care about the old man in front of her, who was also dying. As she spoke, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and the emotions that had been suppressed for so long seemed to burst out at this moment.

After listening to Wanyan, Mu Yang didn't speak again, sighed silently in his heart, and turned around.

He knew that what needed to be explained, Date and they should have already explained, and he believed Date Childe, so there was no need to continue to explain and argue with Wan Yan here and now, and he had already seen the figures of the three handsome young men from a distance, who were now standing in the corner of the opposite camp, looking at this side with anxious faces.

If Wan Yan wanted to sneak attack at this time, she only needed to raise her stabbing spear and poke forward, and she would definitely be able to penetrate Lao Muyang's chest and abdomen, because Mu Yang's back was facing her at this time, and she didn't take the slightest defense. However, instead of doing so, she tried to regain control of her emotions, wiped away her tears with her sleeve, and then turned around and walked back to her own tribal formation.

Since there's nothing more to say, let's go to war!

When their respective leaders returned to the ranks, the warriors on both sides were reinvigorated. Their eyes stared fiercely at each other, and the light of death shone in them, and the weapons in their hands were also held tighter, and they could clearly feel the tense power of the muscles in each spirit. They couldn't even wait for an order, and the warriors were eager to rush over and beat a person on the opposite side on his back. Seeing that a battle is already inevitable.

I have to say that the tribesmen are so simple, that is, so barbaric, at this time, perhaps only war can soothe all the sadness and resentment in their hearts, what misunderstandings, speculations, the result of the war is the truest explanation.

After Wan Yan returned to her formation, she looked at every warrior in the front row with her fierce eyes at the moment, and then scanned the entire position, so that all the spirits of the Flame Tribe could see her firm will. She didn't make any pre-war declarations, but gritted the roots of her teeth, and slowly turned around. After that, she faced the defensive array of the Sun-Chasing Tribe, slowly raised the spear in her hand, and then, only spit out one word in a deep voice:

"Rush!"

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