"Squeak"

The door of the patriarch's wooden house slowly opened from the inside out, and Tuo Manman carried a dark clay basin, the water in which the water had already been stained red by blood. She was about to go out with this basin of blood and pour it out, but she didn't expect so many people to be gathered outside.

"Barbarian, you're out!"

"Barbarian, barbaric, is the patriarch of the Mu clan still alive?" Su Mu and Xiaopang saw Tuo Man come out of the wooden house, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked repeatedly.

"What is still alive! That's my uncle, of course alive!" Tuo Man glared at Su Mu, and then threw the clay basin containing blood in his hand towards the two of them. Su Mu and Chubby hurriedly dodged to avoid the filthy blood.

"Your uncle, isn't the patriarch of the Mu clan your grandfather?" Su Mu's eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something, and continued to ask.

"My grandfather is the old patriarch of the Mu clan, and my uncle is the current patriarch, just like my father. Tuo Manman crossed his waist with one hand, and carried the clay basin in the other, and said angrily. Seeing that her uncle was seriously injured, she was not in a good mood, and there was a trace of sadness on her slender eyebrows.

"I see, then it shouldn't matter if I go in with Chubby and take a look. Su Mu winked at Tuoman, then pulled the collar horns of the chubby beast skin coat on the side, and walked into the patriarch's wooden house on his own.

"Alas, you can't come in, my grandfather said, uncle should recuperate!" Tuo Manman stretched out his hand to stop the two, but Xiaopang and Su Mu had already become one-star ancient gods, and they dodged quickly and smoothly into the wooden house.

......

The patriarch's wooden house was not much larger than Su Mu's small thatched hut, and in the deepest bedroom in the wooden house, the old patriarch Tuoqi was wiping the body of a bloody man lying on the bed. This man covered in blood and with his eyes closed was none other than the current patriarch of the Mu tribe, Mu Ping.

"Li'er, give me another clean white skin. The old patriarch Tuoqi spoke, and the Tuoli patriarch on the side reached out and handed over a towel made of snow-white brute animal skin.

The old patriarch took the towel and gently wiped it on the bloody man's body, and the ground next to the bed was already covered with more than a dozen blood-stained towels, obviously just wiped.

"Father...... Brother-in-law, he ...... "Patriarch Tuoli was about to speak, but was interrupted by the old patriarch Tuoqi raising his hand.

I saw the old patriarch gently wipe the blood stains that were easy to wipe off the bloody man with a clean white towel, and then threw the towel aside, and then the old patriarch Tuoqi raised his hand and stared at the third star point at the center of his eyebrows.

"Starpoint Storage! The earthy yellow power of the ancient gods passed through the fingertips of the old patriarch of Tuoqi, and an unknown black clay jar appeared in his hand.

"Quack!" The crisp sound of opening the jar sounded in the house, and the old patriarch Tuoqi opened the clay jar taken out of his star, and a cool chill instantly emanated from the jar, although it was the middle of summer, but the coolness filled every corner of the wooden house.

"There's a slight smell of cold plums in the smell, father, is this the jar of snow healing mud?" Standing respectfully, Tori twitched his nose twice to recognize the chilling scent in the air.

"Yes, it's snow mud. I have never used this medicine since I got it from most of the department, and then I will use this medicine to wipe Mu Ping's whole body, you watch from the side, as long as Mu Ping resists, you will use the power of the ancient gods to subdue him, just don't let him move. The old patriarch Tuoqi spoke, with a hint of anxiety in his tone. Then he reached out and dug into the clay pot, and a large handful of snow-white medicinal mud appeared in his hand, and a trace of cold air emanated from these snow-white medicinal muds, and the moisture in the air was frozen by this cold air. A stream of ice that formed in an instant spread along the old patriarch's right hand to his wrist! Where is this medicinal mud, this is the Xuan Ice of the Cold Heritage!

"The power of the ancient gods! The old patriarch of Tuoqi used all his divine power, and the three deep earthy yellow star points at the center of his eyebrows drove the star cyclone on the side to rotate at high speed, and the earthy yellow ancient god power surged into his right hand, and the diffuse freezing power was blocked at his wrist.

The power of the ancient gods was used abnormally, and the earthy yellow halo instantly covered Tuoqi's right palm, and a vortex of light swirled in his right palm visible to the naked eye, and the snow healing mud that he grasped in his hand began to slowly melt away from the ice, becoming as if it was soft and abnormal. With a flip of his right hand, the palm that was originally facing up turned upside down, and the snow therapy mud he was holding slammed into Mu Ping, who was lying flat.

"Boom!"

Tuoqi's right hand swung quickly on Mu Ping's body, and the milky white snow mud covered the mottled blood stains and began to spread evenly all over Mu Ping's body. Some of the cracked wounds contracted violently after coming into contact with the snow healing mud, as if they had touched salt water!

Mu Ping, who was originally lying quietly, began to have convulsions all over his body!

"It's now, Li'er do it!" Tuo Qi shouted, Tuo Li, who was standing on the side, came to the bed with one stride, stretched out his hands on Mu Ping's shoulders, and a large stream of earthy yellow ancient god power spread to Mu Ping's whole body through his arms, as if the earthy yellow gauze was draped on his body, Mu Ping's twitching body began to settle down.

It took about half a bowl of rice for Tuoqi to wipe the snow therapy mud all over Mu Ping's body, revealing only a slightly pale face outside.

"Father, brother-in-law, he should be fine, right?" Tuoli spoke from the side.

"With the cold healing effect of this snow healing mud, the ancient demon qi on Mu Ping's body will automatically dissipate, and those wounds will automatically heal in two days with his three-star ancient god physical fitness. Tuoqi frowned, obviously feeling a little uneasy about the ancient demonic aura mentioned.

"In our Ye Clan's ancient kingdom, we are all cultivating the way of the ancient gods, why was my brother-in-law injured by this ancient demon qi? Could it be that he was attacked by a demon cultivator?" Tuo Li obviously knew this ancient demonic qi as well, and there was a slight hint of doubt in his tone.

"The descendants of the ancients, cultivating gods, demons, and demons can all become ancient. Demon cultivators are not terrible, I'm just worried that the people who hurt Mu Ping will continue to track down our Tuo clan. If it was really those people who did it, we wouldn't be able to resist it......" Tuoqi shook his head, his brow browning as if he could squeeze out water.

"Father, have you guessed who did it?" Patriarch Tuoli saw that his father wanted to speak and stopped, his heart beat violently, in his opinion, his father, who had always been the pillar of the Tuo clan, had always been calm in trouble, but why was he so panicked this time.

"If I'm not mistaken, those people should be the Northern Wilderness Slave Catchers. Since Mu Ping will flee to the Wasteland Stone Forest, it means that he has encountered an irresistible force. There are demon cultivators in this force, so I can't think of any other forces except for the Northern Wilderness Slave Hunters. Tuoqi's voice was like a cold wind in the middle of winter, which lowered the temperature of the bedroom by two floors.

"They actually did it? Could it be that even the Mu tribe ......" Patriarch Tuoli said that he didn't dare to continue, his eyelids twitched, his breathing began to become short, and he stared at Mu Ping on the bed in disbelief.

"This is just my speculation, maybe Mu Ping encountered a lone demon cultivator in the wasteland stone forest, maybe it's better to wait for him to wake up. Tuo Qi sat down on the chair next to the bed, as the old patriarch of the Tuo clan, he had seen a lot of strong winds and waves, so he could be so calm.

But Tuoli on the side was a little worse, and began to walk back and forth in the bedroom, obviously he was frightened by this Northern Wilderness slave hunting team.

......

"Squeak!"

Just as the patriarch Tuoli began to walk uneasily, the bedroom door was pushed in from the outside, and three small heads were lying on the edge of the door frame, and the thief head poked into the bedroom.

"It's Xiao Su Mu, Xiao Chubby, and Barbarian, come in quickly!" The old patriarch Tuoqi, who was sitting next to the bed, flashed a trace of gentleness in his eyes, and said to the three of them with a smile.

"Grandpa, how's your uncle?" Tuo Man carried the clay basin that had just poured water, Su Mu and Xiao Fat followed behind Man with a smile, and the three of them tiptoed into the wooden house.

"I just gave your uncle the medicine, and it is estimated that he will wake up automatically in two days, so don't worry about my little man. Tuoqi reached out and touched Tuoman's head, his eyes were full of love, he cherished his little granddaughter very much.

"What are you two stinky boys doing in here? Tuoli on the side scolded Su Mu and Xiaopang, and frightened the two of them to try to move towards Tuoban Man.

"Uncle Tuoli, we are also worried about the barbarian uncle, do you want to come in and have a look......" Su Mu said with a smile, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

"That's a barbarian uncle, what's the matter with the two of you?" Tuo Li glared at him, and the little fat on the side was even more frightened, and he accidentally stepped on the bloodstained towel on the ground.

"Savage uncle...... It's our uncle...... Su Mudu showed the barbarism...... Woo woo woo ...... "Xiao Fat, this guy obviously didn't go through his brain, and before he finished speaking, Su Mu covered his mouth with one hand.

"Chubby, you're a pig teammate! At this time, Su Mu kept secretly scolding the little fat in his heart, as if he had eaten a fly that had just flown out of the pit, not to mention how ugly his face was-

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