When the last rays of the sunset were about to disappear, a convoy slowly appeared on the edge of the Hunhe River, and Shi Tie, who was looking at the watchtower, immediately roared loudly.

"Here, the grain team is here, the grain team is here!" was full of joy in his voice.

Shi Tie's voice made the teenagers who had been looking forward to it all afternoon cheer steeply, and looked at Jiang Cheng's gaze, who was sitting not far away, full of admiration.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's voice, the patriarch Ge Xiong grinned again, but the unknown worry between his eyebrows was a little lighter.

In fact, what the patriarch Ge Xiong was worried about, from the old people in the Geshan Department to the four or five-year-old children, knew it well, especially these teenagers who were in the stage of growing their bodies and had a lot of food, and they had a deeper understanding.

Because the tribe has begun to limit food, the supply has been reduced by one-third.

In previous years, it was only from the beginning of December to the end of January, when the coldest months of December, when the mountains were covered with heavy snow, and the beasts were extinct, and the tribe's food stock was less than fifteen days, would the food be restricted. But now it's only mid-October, and the grain has already been limited in advance.

But the reality is much more dire than most people have assumed.

Jiang Cheng is now a soul warrior, and he is also a privileged class in the clan, and Jiang Cheng knows the true situation of the tribe's grain storage.

Three days!

There are only three days of food in Katsuyama at the moment!

Half a month ago, Feng Qing, the little Linggong of the Baihun Department, personally came to urge the 50 carts of New Year's grain to be levied, and the granary of the entire Geshan Department was cleaner than a dog licking, so he barely paid enough for the additional New Year's grain.

And the daily rations of the clansmen were arranged by the patriarch Ge Xiong in turn to arrange for the soul warriors to take the hunters into the mountains to prepare food supplies. The grain storage for these three days was saved by the tribesmen every day after the tribe limited the grain.

A tribe without food will have a cruel winter.

Therefore, Jiang Chengcai did not kill Bai Xiao at such a legitimate opportunity.

In addition to the fact that Jiang Cheng didn't want to bring trouble to the tribe because of Bai Xiao's special identity, Jiang Cheng wanted to get more food for the tribe.

Jiang Cheng also has an unforgettable horror of hunger.

In the second year of Jiang Cheng's arrival in Geshanbu, the heavy snow on the mountain came half a month early, and in the last half of January, each person in the clan was limited to half a bowl of rice.

At that time, Jiang Cheng, who was so hungry that his eyes were dizzy and heartburned, saw the soft lumps, and he couldn't wait to eat a few bites, but fortunately Jiang Cheng held back.

But the other teenagers who didn't know the horror of eating soil secretly drank a few bowls of thin mud to satisfy their hunger, and their stomachs were distended like drums and slowly died in the miserable scream.

That year, more than 30 old people in their fifties and sixties left the tribe in the most difficult time, went into the mountains, and never returned

Now prepare a little more food, maybe the clansmen's widowers will be better off this winter, and the hunters in the clan will suffer fewer casualties.

Ten carts of grain, under the condition of limited grain, is enough to supply the clansmen for five days.

In Jiang Cheng's opinion, it is far more meaningful to survive a few more clansmen than to kill Bai Xiao.

This is why Jiang Cheng did not kill the white owl at that time, but exchanged the white owl for food.

Guardian Clan!

The door sent out a bloody battle book of blood shame, but he was tied to the pillar of shame by the opponent again, and finally had to exchange food for people. This matter, which part of Bai Hun is placed in, has to inherit Jiang Cheng's affection.

Therefore, even the Hakuhun Department lowered the posture of this matter very low, and the grain wagons were soon handed over to the Katsuyama Department.

However, when the soul warrior Yiyu who came to rescue the white owl came to rescue the white owl, a young man in white in the team came to the watchtower of the Geshan Department while stopping the man.

"Who is Jiang Cheng?"

The clear voice of the young man in white revealed a bit of arrogance, but his gaze was as sharp as an arrow.

Wherever the young man in white looked, all the teenagers didn't dare to look directly, and in the end, they collided violently with Jiang Cheng's gaze.

Two fearless gazes collided fiercely in the void, and the question of the young man in white had an answer.

"Jiang Cheng, right? Do you know why Bai Xiao, an idiot, came to Geshanbu to invite you to fight when he had just recovered from his injuries?"

After a pause, the young man in white said again: "You don't think he wants to deceive you into low cultivation, right?"

Jiang Chengleng paused, he dared to scold the white owl in front of him, and he was wearing a high-quality white cotton cloth, and the young man in white in front of him was obviously extraordinary.

As for why Bai Xiao was so eager, Jiang Cheng didn't think about it.

Just when Jiang Chengyu shook his head, the young man in white said to himself: "That's because, Bai Xiao, this fool knows very well that if he doesn't look for you to wash away this shame now, he will never have a chance to wash away this shame once the competition is over!"

Jiang Cheng was stunned, and just as he was asking what was going on, the young man in white spoke again.

"You're curious to know why, right?"

When Jiang Cheng nodded, the white-clothed young man's eyes suddenly became extremely cold: "Because in the martial arts competition, you will definitely die!"

"Is it just because of a fool like him?" Jiang Cheng pointed his finger at the top, and then clenched his fist violently: "My life is up to me!"

"At that time, if Hu Xiangshan and Baigu don't want your life, then your life will be harvested by me personally!"

The moment the words came out, the white-clothed young man's right fist slammed into a slam of his hand, and the air in his palm exploded suddenly, making a sound like a thunderbolt.

"Fool, go home!" After the demonstration, the young man in white looked up at the white owl hanging on the tower pole, and with a flick of his fingers, two red sès, one large and one small, flew out suddenly.

A red sè aura gently broke the rope hanging from the white owl, causing the white owl to fall, but another red light suddenly exploded when it flew close to the long length of the animal skin with five bloody characters written on it, 'Jiang Cheng, war!, battle!'.

When the rumbling sound sounded, the long blood-lettered animal skin and the watchtower of the Kazuyama Department were instantly blown to pieces by the red sè aura, and the sawdust flew up.

Looking at this scene, although Jiang Cheng's face was as usual, his heart was shaken.

Sixfold Inheritance Realm!

Spiritual power is out of the body, that is the sign of the sixfold inheritance realm!

Almost at the same time as everyone changed, the white-clothed young man had already lightly copied it, caught the falling white owl, and hit the horse, and the muffled thunderous breathing sound unique to the muffled thunder Ji sounded, and the pegasus left with a rumbling sound.

In the muffled rumble of thunder, the arrogant voice of the young man in white came from afar: "Remember, my name is Feng Zhanyuan! If you have the opportunity to die at my hands, it should be your glory."

Feng Zhanyuan!

Bai Hun is a teenager under the age of eighteen on the first day.

At the martial arts competition two years ago, Feng Zhanyuan, who beat Shi Dawu into a cripple!

"It's too arrogant, this guy, it's too arrogant! Brother Jiang Cheng, if you have the chance, you must beat him hard, it's best to beat him up too, and you must avenge Brother Big Tiger!" Shi Tie said angrily.

When Jiang Chengleng nodded, his heart was cold.

This is the strength of the sixfold soul martial artist of the Chengen Realm with a single blow.

If he fights with this Feng Zhanyuan now, he will definitely die.

And it is inevitable that after a month and a half, Jiang Cheng and this Feng Zhanyuan will have a battle!

Pressure, Jiang Li felt like a mountain of pressure when he was established.

Jiang Cheng, who was still a little complacent about the rapid progress of his cultivation in the past few days, instantly felt the pressure of life and death.

He has to get stronger, to become stronger in the shortest possible time!

As soon as he thought of this, the thought that Jiang Cheng had put aside a few days ago boiled irrepressibly again.

I don't know when, the patriarch Ge Xiong has arrived at Ah Gong's wooden house, where he looks at Ah Gong respectfully.

"Ah Gong, I think Jiang Cheng is a good kid, not only can he think about the clan everywhere, but he is also brave and resourceful! It's a pity that the time to obtain the cultivation of the Battle Soul is a little shorter. Patriarch Ge Xiong said.

"Yes, the most lacking thing is time"

"Ah Gong, do you want to?"

"Ah Xiong, I already understand what you mean, these days, you have to step up food preparation, this is the first priority of my clan at present, with my observation, this year's weather seems to be a little abnormal. Ah Gong directly interrupted the words of the patriarch Ge Xiong, and explained worriedly.

"Got it, Ah Gong!" answered, Ge Xiong saw that Ah Gong closed his eyes and didn't mean to speak, so he silently retreated, in a clan, Linggong's authority is almost incomparable.

After Ge Xiong went out for a long time, Ah Gong's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he was shining.

"It seems that the heavy treasure of our clan has a successor"

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