Wu Fan and his entourage hurried back to the tribe under the guidance of the instructor. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt this time, there was already a lot of excitement among the tribes, and there was a lot of discussion about Wu Fan......

"Genius, what a genius. At a young age, he can slash two barbarians. ”

"Yes, genius! You can have such an achievement at the age of eight, and the future is limitless. ”

"Young hero, the strongest tribe of young madness, saved the future of the tribe, saved the flowers of the tribe, if there was no mortal, the children of the tribe would have suffered today. ”

Wu Fan, I heard their discussions. Instead of being complacent, he walked straight back to his room. The sun shines through the windows, and the sun and the moon shine brightly. Wu Fan reclined on the bed, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, chewing slightly, letting the faint bitterness spread in his mouth to numb himself......

Raise your little white hand, block it in front of you, and look through the gap between your fingers to look at the huge blue sky in the sky.

"Alas..."Thinking of what the tribesmen were talking about him, Wu Fanqing took a breath and lazily withdrew his palm. Hands peel off their fur coats. Put it on your head, and let the Buddha isolate yourself from the world.

"It's been eight years, and my father seems to have always disliked him, and since he was a child, his father has been too strict with himself, no matter how much he has achieved, it seems that it has nothing to do with him. At home, I don't even want to look at myself more......" muttered to himself, and spit out from Wu Fan's mouth without bounds.

Wu Fan fell asleep in the thoughts of this conversation......

"Knock~knock~knock" A quick knock on the door woke up, Wu Fan opened the door inadvertently, and there was no one outside the door. Wu Fan was not surprised, but secretly exerted his palm behind his back and slapped it the door frame behind him.

"Ouch, I'm dead," a tall figure fell.

"Xiao Fan, it's really boring, every time you find me, how do you find me" Da Zhuang touched his head and smiled at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan smiled but said nothing.

After a while, he said, "What's wrong with Big Zhuang, what's the matter with me?"

"In the evening there was a feast for you, and the big guys were there, and your father was back. There should be something to be discussed. Shall I ask you to come over and celebrate together?"

When he heard the word father, Wu Fan frowned obviously, but the honest Da Zhuang didn't notice it.

"Brother Zhuang, you wait for me, I'll go change into comfortable clothes and come out" With that, Wu Fan turned around and entered the room.

In the Beiwu tribe, the silvery moonlight sprinkled in the center of the square, and there were the poignant cries of crickets everywhere. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes touch is something covered with this soft net, not a single grass or tree, it is not as realistic as in the daytime, they all have a vague, empty color, each of which hides its subtleties, keeps its secrets, and makes people feel like a dream.

The fireworks lit under the moon are dazzling, sometimes like a fire dragon breaking through the clouds, sometimes like a layer of fiery red twilight scattering, sometimes like the last rays of sunlight shining on the earth like a flickering sunset, condensed in the air for a long time, illuminating the earth against the background of the moonlight......

When Wu Fan Dazhuang came to the square, the small square was already crowded with residents of all sizes, old and young. Some drunk men danced wildly with stone pillars for exercise, and some began to talk nonsense, "When I was young, I could kill the sword tiger with one punch and kill the flame lion with one kick." The women formed a circle around the bonfire, singing and dancing around it.

"Fanfan, here, everyone be quiet. One woman said.

At this moment, Wu Fan was lifted up by everyone, and one by one he was couriered into the center of the crowd.

"The protagonist is finally here, let's raise a glass and celebrate"

"For our teenage heroes, for our tribe, raise a glass. "Driven by the hunter Uncle Zhang

Everyone chimed in: "For our young hero, for our Paul, raise a glass." "Bring the anger of the banquet to a climax.

"Fanfan, come over and come to the eldest mother's side. Da Zhuang Niang, as she spoke, took Wu Fan's hand.

"Fanfan, if it weren't for you, my family might not be able to come back. Da Zhuang Niang said to Wu Fan with tears on her face.

"Da Zhuang, come here, Fan Fan is your savior, you have to protect him in the future" Da Zhuang touched the head of Da Zhuang, who was sitting next to her.

"Mother, don't worry. As long as I am there, no one can hurt or hurt Xiaofan, unless he steps over my corpse. Da Zhuang smiled and leaned Da Zhuang Niang tighter......

Listening to Da Zhuang and her mother's chatter, Wu Fan couldn't help but think of his mother. I haven't seen my mother since I was a child, and my father, who is the patriarch, has never talked about my mother. Looking at the desolate moonlight from afar, Wu Fan looked infinitely melancholy......

"Xiaofan, after the party is over in a while, you come to my room, I have something to tell you. A serious voice said in Wu Fan's ear, and this voice came from Wu Zhan, the patriarch of the Beiwu tribe. With that, he left the square where the meeting was held.

Wu Fan, my thoughts have been on my mother's place, and I don't have the heart to stay at the party anymore, after my father left the partial department, I made a big explanation, and walked to my room.

Turning around a corridor, the sound of Wu Zhan and several elders arguing suddenly came from the room, as if they were discussing whether to move the clan. The North County Plain was already undertiring, and it could be seen from the barbarians of the Rain Swamp. There may be inheritance runes in the Beijun Mountain Range, and rune bones appear. In the end, the result of the discussion was that all the middle-aged people, children and women of the tribe migrated, while Wu Zhan stayed with some of the old people in the tribe, who had stayed in the North County Plain all their lives, and long-distance migration was already very difficult for them.