Aomine's face was as heavy as water, his steps were difficult, and he was the only knife he had in his hand.

He looked at the smiling goshawk warrior, and a sense of death made his hair stand on end. "What should I do?"

In the sea of knowledge, Tianzun had an idea and shouted: "Whatever I say, you will follow me." ”

"Wait, brother, ...... of your own people"

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, what the hell is this girl doing?

Looking at the goshawk warrior with a fierce face and getting closer and closer, Tianzun suddenly shouted angrily, "Damn, what are you stunned about!

Qingfeng suddenly became smart, "Slow down! Brother, your own people!"

The goshawk warrior was obviously stunned, his eyes full of doubts, and asked, "What of your own people?"

"Actually, I'm an undercover agent sent by the tribe to the Crow Tribe!" said Aomine verbatim to Tianzun's voice. After saying that, a profuse sweat immediately broke out in the vest. Is this guy playing like a fool to everyone else?

Sure enough, the goshawk warrior frowned, and said viciously: "Boy, you are fooling me! Go undercover? What kind of door is the little waste lying in an inch green! Don't talk nonsense anymore, suffer death!"

As he spoke, the warrior raised the spear in his hand and killed it directly, the head of the spear shining with cold light, like a starfall.

"Wait!" Qingfeng shouted again, "I have a token of the Iron Wing Patriarch!"

Seeing a shot stabbed straight in the chest, the cold oppression made him squint his eyes, and there was a sense of desperation in his voice.

As soon as he heard Qingfeng's words, the warrior of the Goshawk Clan picked up the spear, and suddenly turned into a starlight and stabbed behind Qingfeng. "What token?"

At the moment of dying, Qingfeng's heart was already shrinking, and at this moment, he shrank even more fiercely. Damn, where can I find a token for you! Tianzun said this, and he subconsciously roared out......

Qingfeng was silent, and immediately made the warrior of the goshawk clan frown, and his anger soared, as if he had been insulted, and said viciously: "You are playing me again!

"You listen to me tell a story, it's not too late to kill me after listening!" Aomine suddenly spoke, as if he had just woken up from his memories.

"I was originally a child of the Goshawk Lord's family, and when I was a child, my parents were killed by the people of the Crow Tribe, and at that time I swore that I must avenge my parents! My family used to live in the northwest of the Goshawk Lord's camp, and my father was powerful, and he had hunted the great demon Optimus Tiger in the Divine Qi Period......" said and fell into a memory again, but in fact, he was secretly observing the eyes of the goshawk warriors, "Now, it should be a barren grass there!"

A thick sigh made the goshawk warrior believe seven points.

The Goshawk Tribe, there is indeed a big tent of the Optimus Tiger in the northwest of the main house, and the weeds are barren and very mysterious. Since he was in the main area, many people in his tribe didn't know, and if he hadn't had the opportunity to go to take care of chores a few times, he wouldn't have known as a guard of the goshawk tribe. But this quasi-guard of the crow tribe who entered the six grades of ink actually knew it in such detail! Could it be that it was really as he said?

Seeing that the face of the warrior of the Goshawk tribe softened a little, Qingfeng's heart was suddenly shocked. Damn, I really believe it!

Later, I told the Iron Wing Patriarch that I would go undercover to the Crow Tribe for revenge, but he firmly disagreed, seeing that I was young and worried about me. Later, I sneaked out, and a tribesman named Yuanshan escorted me all the way to the crow tribe. I don't know if he returned to the goshawk tribe in the end......" Qingfeng paused slightly, as if remembering the loyal and brave appearance of the clansmen in the distant mountains.

"Later, with all kinds of twists and turns, I was tattooed with such a first-class thorn text. But the more this happens, the more unwilling I am to take revenge on the crow tribe! Not long ago, I finally had the opportunity to poison my enemy and avenge my parents. But I was also arrested, and I had no choice but to hunt for trial. ”

"That's why you're here?" the warriors of the Goshawk Tribe were already fully devotive.

Qingfeng nodded silently, his eyes revealing very complicated emotions. As if it was the relief and pleasure of revenge, and as if he was unknown and confused about the future, his eyes were full of mystery, and he looked like he was about to fall into the past.

The world owes me an Oscar!

The warrior of the Goshawk Clan was stunned when he heard this, and he was half convinced. "Really?"

"Nature is true! So, everyone is their own person!"

"How old are you?"

"Seventeen, what?"

"I'm a mother, you're still fucking Lao Tzu, the Iron Wing Patriarch has passed on the throne to the current Jianyu Patriarch fifty years ago, you are seventeen years old, teasing Lao Tzu?"

"Uh... Brother, I forgot, this is my father's story!"

"Your father is not worthy of the year, so he will die!"

"Eh, brother, it's my grandfather, my grandfather's story!" Qingfeng hurriedly defended and wailed: "I'm a dog, can you make up stories for a good year!

Tianzun's tone was also soft, "Grandma's, I have lived too long, I forgot it! I saw that the iron wings of the goshawk tribe were still almost a hundred years ago, and the yellow crane passed by......"

But then, Tianzun's tone changed, and he scolded angrily: "Even so, you can't lie! You just need to say that you misremembered the name of the patriarch, don't you get it? Your father, your grandfather, your sister!

"It's the first time for me!!!" Aomine wailed again, "What now?"

"Run, run back, find the Crow Tribe! him!"

Helpless, Qingfeng had to turn around and run again, where there were more people. However, where is his strength comparable to the speed of a strong person in the forging period, and he can see that the distance is getting closer and closer. Originally, he was the opposite of the battlefield, but now he is running back, where is it so easy.

Behind him, the warriors of the goshawk tribe were full of annoyance, and they were actually played around by a kid who entered the ink stage! "Boy, don't run. Come and die!!"

Aomine ran more urgently.

The noisy and tragic sound of the battle resounded in his mind again, everywhere was permeated with blood and headless corpses, and Qingfeng's heart seemed to beat with the roar of vitality.

In front of him, the chaotic war group was getting closer and closer, the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, the sound of punching and breaking bones, and the silk clasps floating into Aomine's cochlea;

He saw that the forging stage goshawk warrior behind him had already raised his sharp spear; he saw that another forging stage warrior of the goshawk clan not far away had intercepted him; he saw that the blood in people's bodies was strong and powerful with the pumping of their hearts! He unconsciously entered a mysterious state.

Burst!

The cold light suddenly appeared, and the sharp blade broke through the air.

Aomine slammed to the right, and a deadly spear head passed through his hand and waist. As soon as he grasped the barrel of the gun, he turned back sharply, and a punch was blasted, and with a muffled bang, a big head had cracked. Blood splattered his whole body and face, and he was dazed, as if stimulated by the bloody light, and scarlet light burst out from his eyes.

This sudden scene made the goshawk warrior who intercepted it startled, and his feet suddenly stopped.

I saw that as soon as Qingfeng turned around, there was only blood and savagery left in his eyes. That gaze, like the bait of death, makes people shudder. The goshawk warrior was frightened, and retreated step by step, and Aomine approached step by step. Suddenly, the warrior turned and ran, and his intuition told him that the man was by no means easy to mess with!

Sou!

A spear flew by, and the fleeing warrior was pierced.

Aomine walked towards the area with the strongest murderous intent in the crowd step by step, and with each step he took closer, the blood in his body boiled even more.

"Hey, stinky boy, what are you doing!" In the sea of knowledge, Tianzun was already crazy, and he actually walked towards the deepest part of the crowd step by step!

And Qingfeng, at this moment, can no longer hear all the sounds. All that was left in his mind was killing and the thirst for blood! Around him, there seemed to be a strange aura, and the cold and tyrannical aura gradually made those who approached him stop moving.

More and more people noticed Aomine, a young man who came alone with a knife like a lonely star.

The sharp edge is revealed!