Uncle Niu looked at the chief standing on the stage, looked at the scattered crowd standing at the bottom, and looked at the square full of scars, and a sense of sadness arose.

He left the tribe with a grudge, but after many years, he realized that he could not forget. Now that he almost let his daughter embark on this road, his anger gradually dissipated with the fate of Tianhe, and he didn't want to hate anything anymore at this moment.

As for the enmity between his wife and son and son, he smiled bitterly at the crack that still had traces, and now who could he find to report it.

"Sky wolf?" Uncle Niu shook his head, but he could only sigh secretly: "This child is innocent!"

Sky Wolf, everyone knows that this is a withdrawn and arrogant child. Although he was a little short-tempered, they both knew that his father had nothing to do with him. He had no contact with his father for many years.

He had lived alone in the jungle since he was a child, and he didn't want to see the faces of other children, let alone be ridiculed for being a foreigner, so he was determined to become stronger, no matter how he did.

For his father's behavior and fate, everyone secretly regretted and became silent. Because many people felt a trace of guilt in their hearts, as for the origin of this matter, everyone could not find an answer, perhaps as early as when the tribe walked into the strange road.

Tianhe has been tied to the tribe all his life, but what did he get? What pushed him to this end? Who can say for sure.

Uncle Niu lowered his head and slowly walked in front of his daughter. Looking at the terrifying scars on Honglian's body, Uncle Niu clenched his fists tightly, but the corners of his eyes involuntarily began to moisten.

That scene a few years ago made him give up this place, give up this circle that gave birth to him and raised him, give up the friends around him, and leave. But now that it's all over, he has nothing left to be nostalgic for here.

It contained too much of his hatred and resentment, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

"It's finally over. Uncle Niu bent down, holding Honglian's body tightly with both hands, his eyes were red.

Yang Long's emergency measures were indeed not in vain, compared to the injuries on Honglian's body, they were already much better than before. It's just that when he walked over and took a closer look, although the injuries on Honglian's body had stopped, the large area of scars remained.

The most serious thing is the hideous scar on Honglian's face, which may have a lifelong impact on her.

Yang Long pinched his hands and turned white, gritted his teeth and said, "These bastards." ”

But fortunately, most of the burns on Honglian's body began to stutter, and it would have such an effect in such a short period of time, which was indeed unexpected by Yang Long. Although he had long known that the blood on his body had a healing effect, he did not expect that this kind of blood would have such an effect on other people.

Whitebeard once said that Yang Long had taken Longyan Grass before, and this kind of thing made the blood of the Holy Demon have a healing effect. It's just that what Yang Long didn't expect was that he didn't expect this blood to be so amazing when used on Red Lotus. This is just half a cup of tea, and the burns on Honglian's body have actually begun to heal, which is really amazing.

The injuries on Honglian's body were obvious, and almost half of her body was burned. It didn't matter where else it was, but the most serious thing was the injury on Honglian's face, a beautiful face was burned and flesh was blurred, which was an unacceptable blow for a woman.

In fact, Honglian's injury is not serious, but if there is a scar on that beautiful face, this is an existence that will affect a lifetime! For a girl, the meaning of disfigurement is clear without much saying.

Yang Long was worried about how Honglian would face such a self when she woke up.

The blood night on Yang Long's body has the effect of healing, but it does not necessarily have the effect of erasing the scars. Such a large area of burns almost covered half of Honglian's face, if there were really scars, what a serious blow this would have to be to her!

Yang Long glanced away, not wanting to look at it, let alone thinking about it.

"Let's go!" In the end, Uncle Niu didn't say anything, just lowered his head and stroked his daughter, and shouted to Yang Long.

This feeble cry contained too much tiredness. Yang Long wanted to say something, but when he saw the two father and daughter, he couldn't open his mouth.

"Cows. A vicissitudes of life shouted back Uncle Niu and Yang Long's footsteps.

The person who came was the old man who was a little short, and Yang Long had secretly observed this guy before. Although this guy is the chief of the tribe, Yang Long has no good impression of him at all. He was indifferent to the killing of his own son, how stubborn is this!

Uncle Niu's body was only slightly shocked, and then he continued to walk forward. Presumably for Uncle Niu, this so-called father simply values the tribe more than family affection in his eyes. But if you think about it, Uncle Niu is not!

"I know you hate me, but I still have to say it. The chieftain shouted in a hoarse voice, making Uncle Niu's footsteps stop again, he looked at the figure that had become mature and steady, and said with a hint of warmth in his eyes: "I'm sorry." ”

Uncle Niu turned his back to his father and stopped. Everyone couldn't see any expression on his face, but listened to his deep voice: "After many years, you only have this sentence." ”

"Come back, the tribe needs you. Looking at Uncle Niu's expression as he was about to leave, the chief said loudly.

Hearing this, Uncle Niu was silent. Is this place worth being so nostalgic for? He thought about it for a long time, but any answer he got all the way was so heartbreaking.

Uncle Niu lowered his head and looked at the child in his arms, and a trace of crystal tears appeared in the corner of his eye. This child has suffered so much and wronged with him, how should he explain to his wife under Jiuquan now?

"This kid needs me more. ”

Uncle Niu hugged the daughter in his arms tightly, and after saying this, he left without turning his head, and he didn't even look back at his father.

"This kid needs me" This sentence alone is enough to explain Uncle Niu's answer, and several people can only sigh lightly when they look at the departing back.

In the last competition, Uncle Niu's son had an accident and died inside the stone forest. This accident happened very coincidentally, and there was no hint of framing at all. Even Uncle Niu, who was calm and sad at the time, thought that this was really an accident.

It wasn't until later that the truth was inadvertently confessed by Tianhe's son, Tianming. Uncle Niu even began to question Tianhe, and he and Tianhe were the best friends at that time. He couldn't figure out why Tianhe did this, and he couldn't guess a motive at all.

With everyone at a loss, no one doubted the crane. Whatever everyone wants, even if Uncle Niu questions it, he can't do anything at all, for this native place, to his always good friend, he can't bear this kind of betrayal and blow.

Uncle Niu endured the heartache and took his daughter and left.

Now, he left again with a heavy heart, and his back looked a little bleak.

Yang Long clutched his swollen chest and planned to leave. He didn't have the slightest friendship with the old antiques in front of him, but when Yang Long heard that they were going to move to the Stone Forest Center, he stayed because of a few problems.

Yang Long looked at the chief's slightly heartbroken expression, and sighed lightly: "Alas! ”

Hearing this sigh, the elders discovered the existence of this guy Yang Long, and they all looked at Yang Long like a monster.

"No, didn't you see me before, you don't need to look at me like that!" Yang Long smiled awkwardly, and took back the broken ribs in his chest with a painful face, but the shriveled chest made Yang Long's head grow for a while.

The power of the three-headed fire element was indeed a little terrifying, and Yang Long couldn't help but sigh. It's just that the Yang Dragon under the seriously injured body didn't react at all, as if it was just a skin injury.

Seeing this scene, Elder Kong's faces changed slightly, and he said with some concern: "Young man, are you okay?"

Seeing this, Yang Long touched his shriveled chest and said casually, "It's just a little painful." ”

"A little painful?" everyone's eyes kicked, if it were an ordinary person, I don't know how many times this kind of injury had died, did this thing just say that it hurt a little?

Hearing this, Elder Kong and the others just smiled awkwardly and said, "The young man has a good physique. ”

After shivering, several people changed the topic.

Elder Kong looked Yang Long up and down, and wondered, "The young man shouldn't be from his own clan, but why did he come forward?" ”

Asking this, Yang Long didn't mean to hide it. It's just that the chief on the side seemed to have already seen through the inside and outside of Yanglong, so he just wanted to open his mouth, but swallowed it stiffly.

The chief just glanced at Yang Long and said, "You're a holy demon, right?"

After speaking, the chief looked at Yang Long's evasive eyes and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, we don't have any thoughts about you. Don't care about the dispute between the Holy Demon and the Lich, the tribe has long since declined. ”

He held back his eyes at Uncle Niu, who had disappeared from sight, and continued: "I think you also know something about our family, although I don't know how you got together with Niu'er, but I believe that you have no malicious intent. Thank you very much for today's events. ”

Speaking of this, Yang Long saw a hint of gratitude in the eyes of this short old man. From this point of view, this guy in front of him is not bad! But Yang Long couldn't figure out why this guy could bear to see his son suffer this kind of injury, and he could endure it.

Yang Long returned a salute, then stopped and said, "If it weren't for Uncle Niu, I wouldn't have bothered to pay attention to tribal disputes like you!"

"Wow, those guys' fists are really heavy. Yang Long touched his somewhat dull chest, spat out blood and said, "By the way, I took the dragon ball." But even if you have a problem, you can't help it, I've already swallowed that dragon ball. ”

Looking at the young man in front of him, saying a word and spitting out a mouthful of blood, the corners of several people's eyes couldn't help twitching.