"Didn't you run away?" asked Guan Taojing, who couldn't calm down, and asked the surprise in everyone's hearts.

"Escape, how could my Wolf Warrior Clan leave their friends and run away?" the wolf rode on, and the strong man pouted disdainfully. The copper hammer in his hand was wielded, as if to add weight to his own words.

In the face of the strong man's shamelessness, everyone was silent, and the strong man's face showed a little embarrassment. Maybe it's because of his shamelessness, maybe it's because he can't stand the silence of everyone, the strong man has some promises in his mouth, "The Wolf Warrior Clan will not give up friends, let alone friends who fight together, but the Wolf Warrior Clan is finished, and there must always be some fire left." ”

This time in exchange for the embarrassment of everyone, just mentioned people, the fire fox said almost the same thing, now from the other party's mouth, everyone can't help but feel a little sad, a small tribe disappeared like this, leaving a few people to maintain the surname of the tribe with difficulty, maybe a natural disaster, maybe the next tribe plundered, the wolf warrior tribe will disappear in the long river of history.

Asking Chuanting was quite miserable, and glanced at the four people around him, "This is the future of the Konghou clan!" He vaguely understood what kind of complex a tribe and a tribe surname was for a person and a tribe member, this is the root and source of every person and every tribe member!

As the oldest member of the Konghou clan this year, it is inevitable, or by mistake, the leader of the Konghou clan in the eyes of others, leading the most primitive four small members, to develop into a small tribe, a medium-sized tribe or a large tribe, the pressure is huge, even if it is a tribe, I don't know how much hard work it takes.

Everyone fled silently all the way, except for the strong man who had a wolf mount, and the four small people sat on a one-horned horse, everyone else was throwing eleven roads, of course, the blood barbarians behind were also throwing eleven roads.

Maybe it was because the chase was too long, the blood barbarian battle line was too long, and the leader of the other party was afraid that something would go wrong, so he had to rein in the tribe, so that everyone could escape. At this time, he escaped the round-up, and the strong man was no longer accompanied, so with a few polite words, he drove the wolf to pursue his own tribe. From beginning to end, the strong man did not report his home, and everyone was in no mood to ask each other when they were fleeing. Everyone has inherited the love of a strong man, in the case that their own tribe is almost completely wiped out, and there is no one in the follow-up, they can be reluctant to give up their righteousness, and they obviously run out but return, even if they are not experiencing a chase battle, but they are all escorted.

Everyone confessed their feelings in their hearts, and there was nothing to say, only a few words from Pavilion Tao Jingmo, but it was harmless.

In an encounter, the Guantao clan lost a year's hard-earned goods, and even the horned beasts were all lost, and everyone's hearts were sad. People under the sky always have to survive, in order to live. Morning dew, night hair, no spices, no salt, the prey is hurriedly roasted on the fire, foolish to eat. Without the cargo, the journey is much easier, without the need for every tribe to stop, just to exchange the prey fur for some necessities when needed. After all, this is a primitive world similar to Ru Mao drinking blood, and no tribe is rich, can stutter, and will not starve to death, it is peaceful in the world.

Time, in the hurried footsteps under the flow of non-stop, without a trace of stop, walking in the main consciousness of the Lord sank into the sea of knowledge early, sitting in the nine-turn glazed tower, immersed in the dream of the deduction of the gods, the soul has already arrived, at this time the soul condensed, like the substance, the only thing missing is the next step of the transformation of the opportunity, or the key to the transformation.

He has a huge knowledge group system, with a variety of devoured cultivation experience as a reference, in the sea of knowledge without the concept of time, outside the Nine Turns Glazed Tower, on the level of the Sansheng Sea, a dense crowd fills the entire space, this crowd is the condensation of the soul power of Wen Chuanting, everyone has a trace of soul consciousness, and they are rigidly carrying out the cultivation task arranged by Wen Chuanting. They don't need to think about it, they just need to follow the steps and follow the requirements.

From time to time, someone in the crowd fell, but the fallen had the same characteristics, the head was like a flower bone, and when the time came, it suddenly bloomed, and then the whole body dissipated, as if it never existed. The fireworks in the sky fell into the dust, and the heads of the people on the ground bloomed a chain reaction, one by one, one by one, and then the whole body dissipated, and the space of the sea became more and more empty, and the main consciousness sitting in the nine-turn glazed tower suddenly opened its eyes, and through the tower wall, nervously concerned about the six figures outside the tower who were still insisting.

Heaven did not fulfill people's wishes, and under his attention, the figures shattered their heads one by one, shattered their bodies, and everything disappeared. "Hey......" The helpless sigh echoed throughout the sea of knowledge.

His dull eyes returned to clarity, and his legs, which had been walking mechanically, became flexible. Ask Chuanting's consciousness to return. Looking at the outline of the village in the distance, he asked Chuanting to understand where the cheers of the fire fox and others came from.

"Firefox leader, can we rest in the stockade tonight?" asked Pavilion Tao Jingle.

"Yes, yes, Brother Firefox, can we stay in the stockade tonight?" asked Ju Mang, who was sitting on the back of a unicorn horse, in a milky voice. As for being called the big brother of the fire fox, it still comes down to the fire fox, and the friendship with the question of Chuanting, the brother is commensurate, and the few little cubs who have always called the big brother of the fire fox are also called big brothers at the request of the fire fox.

"Yes, of course I can, we've all spoken, do I dare to stop it...... Haha"

"Haha......" The laughter infected Wen Chuanting, and the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a row of white teeth. If you don't understand his silence, others will see it and exclaim, 'What a sunny boy.' ’

The cuteness of children, the sunshine of youth, the impassionedness of middle-aged, the heroism of old age, and the intertwined laughter echoed in the suburbs of the village at this moment.

When I got closer, I found that the small village in the distance was not small, the gate of about four meters wide was towering, and on both sides were tall arrow towers, and four warriors were standing in the arrow towers with long bows in their hands. The three-meter-high wall of logs spreads far away until it reaches the wall, enclosing the entire village. If you look at it from above, it looks like a vertical wine structure. The jungle on the cliff is dense, and in the distance, you can faintly see the high mountains hidden in the clouds.

"Stop, I'm going to shoot an arrow any further!" a man on the arrow tower shouted loudly with a male duck, and the voice was a teenager, a teenager who was in the stage of changing his voice.

"Which tribe are you from?" the four men held their bows and arrows, and saw the eight men and horses stop, and a voice came from the other arrow tower.

"We are the ...... of traveling merchants"

"What about you fooling a child? Think we haven't seen a traveling merchant, if you're a traveling merchant, I'm still a nobleman!" Before the firefox could finish reporting his home, the male duck on the arrow tower opened his mouth with a roar.

"Fart, you're a child!" Hearing the other party's words, Guan Taojing stopped doing it and jumped to his feet in return.

"You're a child, you're a child......" Ju Mang, who was familiar with Guan Taojing, giggled, and followed Guantao Jing to scold each other, and Guantao Jing replied with a look of 'really a good brother'. The expression of squeezing eyebrows made the four little guckle.