Awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, he fell asleep and left the warm and comfortable animal skin bed, and stood in the middle of the room and stretched out. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the bumps on horseback in the past few days have made the load on his body reach the extreme. In addition, the spirit should also be highly concentrated, cautious everywhere, watch out for everything around you, and never sleep peacefully. Last night was the sweetest sleep he had ever slept in recent days, and all the fatigue dissipated the moment he fell asleep.

Sky blinked his emerald eyes and looked around at where he lived. I had followed the hunters here late last night, and before I could check the place where I lived, I was dragged to bed by a deep sleepiness. It is a typical tribal clan tent with a round roof, and the walls around it are sewn together with the fur of giant beasts, and fastened by logs as thick as a disc. It can not only shelter from the wind and rain, but also ensure warmth. However, the interior of the tent was decorated with strange furnishings, with horns, heads of wild beasts, and all sorts of strange ornaments in every corner. It must be some kind of tribal custom, Qingkong thought.

Sky retracted his gaze and prepared to go out for a walk. He lifted the heavy curtain of the tent, and the harsh morning light came in with a hint of coolness. He squinted his eyes slightly and walked outside the tent, feeling the cold breeze of the grassland in the early morning, milky white tents rose from the ground, all over this undulating mountainous area, and the banners of the hunter wolf and bear fluttered on the top of the tent.

Although it was just dawn, the camp was already operational, and each warrior was doing his own thing. Qingkong walked here a little out of place, looking at him, a thin and tender urban human with a pair of doubtful eyes, but after a few glances, he threw himself into his busy work.

He walked past the forge and saw a hunter twice his size wielding a hammer and sparks flying in all directions. He walked past the tribe's open-air kitchen, where several large well-sized cauldrons stewed fat sheep that had just been slaughtered. An indescribable smell made him leave there quickly...... Before he knew it, he had come to a training ground with a ground full of red dirt. It is said to be a training ground, but it is actually a guardrail made of thick wire entangled, with some targets made of wood and a wild boar licking its fangs.

But to his surprise, the people trained inside were actually a group of children who were only four or five years old, and their training task should be to kill the wild boar in front of him. They were just a little taller than the stout boar, barefoot, and bare-handed in the face of the fierce boar, with no fear on their faces.

But in a split second of distraction, the boar's fangs pierced through a child's body, and the blood melted into the dirt and became even more red. Now he understood why the ground here was red, it was dyed red by endless blood.

The children next to them were not frightened by the death of their companions and fled in all directions, but stared at the "murderer" deadly...... Qingkong wanted to continue to pay attention to the situation inside, but his eyes were suddenly blocked by a tall black horse. He looked up and looked straight at himself with a grim face, it was the eastern leader from last night, Hans.

"Little master," said Hans's high voice, "this is not the place for you. ”

"And where should I go?" Qingkong stared at him without the slightest fear.

His momentum surprised Hans, and the two of them looked at each other like this. For a moment, the wild boar in the training ground not far away was screaming wildly, and I don't know what happened.

Hans burst into a cracked chuckle, his face stiff as if he wasn't born to laugh. He pinched the horse's belly, and the black horse took a few steps forward. The field of vision in front of Qingkong became wider again, and the wild boar in the training ground was already lying in a pool of blood, convulsing. Except for the child whose body was pierced by the boar's fangs, everyone else stood next to the boar covered in blood, expressionless.

Qingkong couldn't imagine how they had killed an adult wild boar with their bare hands. Maybe it's the hands as a cutlas, the teeth as a blade, and the body as a shield...... He finally knew that the reason why the tribal people were able to survive in the dangerous wilderness of the wild west was because they were somehow more terrifying than the beasts.

When Hans saw Qingkong's distraction, he thought that he was frightened by the bloody scene in front of him, and his tone was a little proud: "See, the warriors of our tribe and the human race have all experienced the baptism of blood since childhood, and it is more practical than your practice of only praying for the blessing of faith." ”

Qingkong watched as the surviving children on the training ground were taken by one tribal warrior to another to move on to the next training session, gradually disappearing from his eyes. It was not a mixture of admiration, surprise, or fear, but pathos. If it weren't for the need to survive in this ferocious place, they should be playing as carefree as the children of Qingyun City by now......

Qingkong's green eyes looked at Hans and asked lightly, "Do you know the promotion of the Dragon Valley of the Terran race?"

"Hmph, what do you know? It's just a ridiculous game that you urban dwellers do. Think you've proven yourself by entering a valley and killing a few wild boar......s?

"I killed a wolf-bear. Qingkong interrupted Hans's disdainful words and said indifferently. At this time, his mind still reflected the scene when the wild boar pierced the child just now.

"What?" said Hans, in a loud voice, but after a moment he sneered, "As for you, it seems that you urban Terrans are not incompetent, at least this braggart has opened my eyes." ”

Ignoring his taunts, he turned and walked in the direction he had come, his steps a little heavy. When he passed by Hans's horse, a voice came out with his footsteps: "The young wolf bear next to Jin Ming yesterday is the cub of the wolf bear I killed. His tone was steady with a hint of indifference. After saying that, he glanced at the already overwhelmed leader with pity, and then left without further explanation.

Hans didn't quite know who Jin Ming was, but he knew the wolf bear. He understands the temperament of the wolf bear - he loves his son as his life. If the parents of this young wolfbear are not dead, they will not let other creatures take them away. He looked at the back of the young man who was walking away, remembered his green eyes, remembered his words, and somehow that trace of doubt had disappeared......

Qingkong returned to their tent area and first visited the scholars of Muyuan University. The university scholars had already gotten up and were worried about the situation in the crystal ball. Lu'er and Jin Ming are still asleep, and the fatigue of the past few days cannot be made up for in one sleep.

Finally, when they had all washed up, they were invited to the parlor for breakfast. It is said that it is a living room, but it is actually a larger tent than the tent they live in, and of course, the facilities inside are relatively complete. There was a long table in the living room, and on either side of the long table were already sitting a few fierce hunters, who should be some small leaders of the eastern tribes. Hans sat high on the top seat, and when he saw Qingkong enter, his complicated expression suppressed his original disdain.

As soon as Qingkong entered the tent, a fishy smell came to his nose. Sheep's head, sheep's offal, sheep's hooves...... The food on the table was all made from the boiled sheep that he had seen in the morning. The food has not been specially cooked, which makes people lose a trace of appetite, and there are even blood streaks on some parts.

"Huh......" Jin Ming exclaimed and said in a low voice, "Eating such strong food early in the morning, no wonder these barbarians are so strong." ”

Qingkong motioned for him not to talk nonsense, and he shut his mouth tightly. Then, the four of them were seated by a tribal maid who looked like a grown man.

Hans surveyed them condescendingly, and finally his gaze rested on the scholar of Muyuan.

"Old man, your petition has been answered. Chief Hanteson has ordered me to take you to him, and you will set out in a moment. But—" Hans said stiffly, grabbing a leg of lamb and biting a large piece of flesh that was still bloody.

Mu Yuan's face was expressionless, waiting for his next words.

"If we get there, we find that you have deceived us, then ...... But it's not as simple as a human life. ”

Sky believed that he was not a simple threat, and that they could do it. The bloody scene this morning is still vivid, how can it be merciful to outsiders when they treat their own people so cruelly?

"If a few of our lives can save the lives of the three tribes, or even the entire Dragon Atlas world, why not make this bet?" Mu Yuan said as he met Hans's gaze.

The two confronted each other for a while, and Hans suddenly laughed dryly, picked up a bowl of spirits and took a sip, then wiped his lips and said, "I hope so, in your words, 'May the dragon be protected and blessed'." ”

"May the dragon figure protect and bless. Mu Yuan also read it along. He knew that no matter how arrogant and arrogant these tribesmen were, they would take the stark truth when faced with the dark alliance.

Whether it is Qingkong, Lu'er, Mu Yuan, or Jin Ming, who is full of thirst for food, he did not move the "sheep feast" on the table, even in the Dragon Valley, the food is stronger than these, because at least it is cooked. Hans, on the other hand, ate happily. But in the end, Hans still ordered a few simple vegetarian dishes, but for Qingkong and the others, this was already better.

When Sky finished his bowl of bitter vegetable soup, and Hans finished his fourth bowl of spirits, they were finally ready to set off for the gathering place of the tribe in the depths of the wild west.

Hans joined him with a few of the little leaders of the tribe, riding fierce horses and galloping with the strength of wine, and they did not bring their guardian beasts, for fear they would not be able to keep up. Perhaps a man is drunk, and so is the horse he is riding, but before he found out, he walked up to the crowd and said stiffly, "Keep up." ”

Fortunately, their horses followed him closely with them. On the way, Sky learns from the university scholars that the place they are going to is the only place where all three Terran tribes live together, and it is also the area where the tribe has the most power. Although everyone knows that the tribe and the people are extremely united, it is when they face the enemy. When the days are comfortable, in times of peace, estrangement will always accumulate little by little. Over the years, each of the three tribes began to expand into its own separate realm. There will inevitably be some friction when fighting for territory, and although the big leaders of the three tribes don't say anything on the surface, the secret battle has begun little by little.

He didn't know what the trip meant, but he knew he had to do it to have hope.

After riding their horses for nearly half a day, the air became hotter and hotter, and they only rested for a short time. It was only in the midst of many shouts in the sky that Hans finally responded, and with that look of familiarity and disdain.

"We are already close to the 'Yan River'. Although Mu Yuan was the oldest person here, he exhaled steadily, and there was only a slight sweat on his forehead. Compared to the panting appearance of the fat golden man, it really makes people wonder who the old man is.

"Yanhe?" Qingkong listened to this familiar place, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Is it the dividing river that separates the Flame Dance Continent from the Source of Life Continent?" Jin Ming asked.

"That's right, we have to go through there if we want to go to the Trick of the Cloud Forest?" Mu Yuan nodded.

Qingkong finally remembered why the "Yan River" was so familiar, and they crossed a branch of the Yan River when they were in Dragon Valley.

"Aren't there people called the 'Yilong Clan' living there? and I have heard that they are very proud, claiming to be the descendants of the 'Red Flame Dragon', and they look down on foreigners at all. Are we going to be in trouble?" Jin Ming continued.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of people who can use sorcery. Hearing the worry of the little fat man in front of him, Hans snorted coldly, "When did the Terrans become so spineless?"

With that, Hans disappeared in front of him on another horse, and everyone had to follow him once again with the horse's belly in his arms.

When the surrounding people began to gradually appear, the sun was already on the verge of falling, and the blood-colored sky was dizzy, but the temperature still did not drop, and they were like thousands of ants biting.

There are people from all tribes around. There are giants as tall as hills, dwarves as short as hoarding rocks, and hunters with a relatively normal size. Of course, in addition to the three tribes of Terrans, you can occasionally see a few urban Terrans like them, perhaps fleeing. But if you run here because you are fleeing, it means that the "difficulty" is really bad.

Pedestrians on the road saw several fierce horses rushing to give way, especially when they saw the galloping flags, they knew that the comer was extraordinary.

The deeper you go, the more people you are. The market, the vendors, the bargaining, the shouting......

In the end, they could no longer run in the market, so they had to dismount and lead them. Jin Ming's wolf bear followed him, his blood-red eyes lowered, and walked silently. The people on both sides unnaturally made a way for them, although there were also many hunters here with their own guardian beasts, but they were all fierce steppe gray wolves, leopards, and tigers. These beasts are like cats and dogs in front of wolves and bears, and they hide timidly for a long time.

The dragon in the sky soared and roared in the sky, and there were originally a few huge flying beasts in the sky, but they were no longer visible at this time.

Seeing this, Hans habitually snorted coldly, not knowing if it was against those hunters' guardian beasts, or something else......

As they turned left and right, they left the bustling bazaar and came to a wide avenue, which was much more deserted than before. Looking down the avenue to the end, there were a little firelight, tens of thousands, like swarms of fireflies. The crowd knew that they had approached the place where the tribe was stationed.

On the way there, they spotted many tribal scouts, with different expressions in the face of their arrival. There were the hunters, who nodded to the wolf and bear banners, the giants, whose tall faces showed no expression, and the dwarves, whose sneering attitudes filled Hans's face with rage. However, fortunately, the anger was not enough to ignite his impulse, which also made Mu Yuan and the others breathe a sigh of relief.

When they entered the camp of the three tribes, they found that although the three tribes lived together in this area, they were divided into three parts. The black tent was fluttering with the flag of a wolf and bear, the gray tent was a giant walking, and the red tent was as bright as a mirror with a short axe.

They interspersed the hunters' area, the dwarven area, and the giants' area, and the sky felt like he was about to be seen through by their gaze. There were also some unpleasant hiccups when they needed to walk through the dwarven camp only to be stopped by several dwarven warriors. They looked at the wolf bear beside Jin Ming, and then at the white-skinned fat man, although they were a little suspicious, they still shouted: "Hunter!

Hans stepped forward, holding the double-edged sword at his waist in his hand, and his expression was incomprehensible, as if he was a little proud.

"Of course I remember the agreement, but this wolf bear belongs to this urban human race, and they are here to talk to the three leaders about business, so get out of the way!" Hans said confidently.

Several dwarves were very upset at him yelling at him, if only the axe behind his back had knocked on his door in front of him. However, no matter how reckless people are, they will not rush into the orders of the leader, not to mention that they just look at this hunter with some discomfort, not a real patrolman. So reluctantly got out of the way......

Finally, in the deepest part of the tribal camp, a huge black, white and red tent appeared in front of them. This tent is as tall as a three-story restaurant in Qingyun City, and the fabric made is definitely the best. On top of the tent are three flags flying side by side symbolizing the three tribes. At the door, tribal warriors in different costumes stood guard.

When they saw a few people approaching in the distance, they immediately became alert, and at the same time asked, "Who is coming?"

Hans made it clear what he was going to do, and a few men let them in.

Entering the tent, the three tribal leaders were already seated, and it seemed that they already knew who was coming.

The two sides looked at each other, sitting from left to right in high positions: the dwarven leader "West Wild Cheetah" O'Hari, the giant leader "Rock Giant" Tyke, and the hunter leader "Father Bear" Hanteson. This order is not that there is a high and low order, but that the dwarves and hunters have always been at odds, and the leaders of the two tribes naturally do not look at each other. Except for Giant Tek, the other two leaders all had an adjutant standing behind them, and there were also several attendants on either side, and the state of alert was unobstructed.

When several leaders saw the wolf and bear behind Jin Ming, the expressions in their eyes were different. O'Hari thought that there was another wolf and bear hunter in the hunting clan, and his eyes were both unwilling and worried. The giant looked at the golden inscription beside it and looked at it carefully. And "Father Bear" was shocked, he knew that this was not the guardian beast of his own people, because there was no sign of wolves and bears in Xiye, and there were more thoughts in his heart.

"Hunter, I remember saying that this council hall belongs to the common territory of our three tribes, and the hunter's guardian beast is not allowed to enter. You see, we also kept our promise and did not carry weapons. The dwarven leader asked in an unhappy tone.

"Hmph, dwarf, you can see clearly, this is not our guardian beast, but this guardian beast of the human race from Qingyun City!" Hans directly retorted for the leader. A sneer smeared on Hanterson's lean face, pleased with his rebuttal.

"When is your turn to speak to our leader?" the adjutant standing behind O'Hari shot back unflinchingly.

The dispute came without warning. Giant Tek's expression twitched, a trace of annoyance appeared on his face, and he was about to stop it when a somewhat old but calm voice sounded.

"Warriors of the tribe, I hope you can continue to quarrel after watching the next picture......" Mu Yuan looked at them coldly, and the crystal ball was already in the palm of his hand.

The dwarf was about to speak, but saw the unpredictable crystal ball in his hand, and his half-open mouth hung in the air.