In the barbarian territory, in the Listening Wind Building, everyone present had a gloomy face, and Dao Lin lay peacefully on the stretcher.

Long Xiaonian was lying beside him, she was not dead, she was just unconscious because of excessive grief.

There was also a person lying not far from them, a dead man without arms, it was Cui Bingshi.

After he was brought back, he told the story again, and it didn't take Chu Xiyun to persecute them, because he was already scared.

In his opinion, the boy who was attacked and killed by Feng Yuan, the boy who tried his best to humiliate himself should have an extraordinary position in this group of people, and he hated Feng Yuan to death.

If it weren't for Feng Yuan being hammered into meat by Long Xiaonian, he would have thought about biting Feng Yuan to death, you tell me who you provoked, you killed the backbone of the other person's heart, or did it by sneak attack, Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan, you are really accurate!

He died, he was the happiest in his group, and he was blocked by Han Zimo's sword.

"Dowling..."Long Xiaonian woke up slowly, and the first thing she did when she woke up was to hold Dowling's cold corpse and cry.

Everyone else had a sad face, Han Zimo silently filled his pipe with tobacco, and then lit it and smoked it, although the action was not yet skilled, he was also doing one thing autonomously.

If Dowling saw it, he would definitely be excited.

"You're Dowling's parent, you decide." The old donkey sat down in a chair and said, not that he was unwilling to get up, but that he was also seriously injured.

Chu Xiyun squatted down and touched Daolin's cheek, then sighed and said, "Let's take it back first." ”

The old donkey nodded, with the strength of Daolin's physical body, it was already possible to achieve incorruptibility, and he didn't need to freeze it at all.

"I hurt you... It's all my fault! Long Xiaonian howled and cried.

"If he were alive, he would never want to see you like this." Chu Xiyun patted Long Xiaonian's shoulder.

The barbarian patriarch and the deputy patriarch glanced at each other, they had something to say, but at this time, they couldn't say it, and the words that came to their mouths were forced back by them.

The old donkey's face noticed their expressions, and he immediately understood what they wanted to do.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." The old donkey's head said flatly.

"At this time, to be honest, we all feel a little out of place, but we still have to say these things, first of all, thank you for coming to the rescue."

"For the misfortune of the little brother Dowling, we barbarians will remember it in our hearts, and the little brother Dowling is the eternal benefactor of our barbarians." The barbarian patriarch stood up as he spoke, bowing to Dowling.

The barbarian patriarch sat down again, and his expression became gloomy.

"Why did those people target us barbarians, and everyone heard them say it just now."

"In fact, we foreigners are the most primitive masters of this continent, and we have a lot of resources at our disposal...

For example, the wild people are good at manufacturing, and they are naturally proficient in manufacturing all kinds of machinery...

For example, the iron melters, they are good at metallurgical forging...

Another example is us, we barbarians are born with divine powers, and are good at fighting and mining and digging...

There are other foreign races, each of which has its own natural abilities. ”

"This time, the Three Days King who provoked us took a fancy to the fact that we can mine true qi ore, and under our feet, there is a true qi ore vein!"

The barbarian patriarch's words were not shocking, and the True Qi Ore Vein was extremely important in terms of value and significance.

"This True Qi vein was originally something that our barbarian ancestors had guarded for generations, but this group of outsiders coveted our ancestral property." The barbarian patriarch was heartbroken.

"The Three Days King is talking about the three of the Linyuan Empire?" The old donkey's head interjected.

"It's the three of them, King Wanxiang, King Roshan, and King Haneda." The barbarian patriarch replied with a sigh.

"What did you just want to say?" The old donkey head continued to ask.

"What is certain is that I know that it is one of their emperors, and there is a high probability that it is not King Haneda, because this person who is dedicated to cultivating swords should not be him, and most likely it is King Wanxiang."

"Why not the Roshan King?" The old donkey head continued to ask.

"I'm not sure, but I've heard that King Roshan likes to eat, and he only thinks about eating, so it can be inferred that he shouldn't be interested in the leather veins." The barbarian patriarch spoke eloquently.

"You don't want us to fight against an emperor with you, do you?" The old donkey said with a wry smile.

This is an insurmountable mountain, and the emperor is the sky!

"I know it's hard to talk about, but ......," the barbarian patriarch said with a sigh.

"Let's go, I'm worried about Little Brother Dowling."

The old donkey head and Chu Xiyun glanced at each other, they didn't know how to say this, if Dowling was still there, he would definitely not leave, and he would definitely carry this matter to the end.

"There's no other way?" Chu Xiyun asked with a frown.

"Yes!" Who knew that the barbarian patriarch replied particularly decisively.

"What's the solution?" The old donkey asked.

"Quickly hollow out the ore veins and move the clan!" The barbarian patriarch said in a deep voice.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

Long Xiaonian and the deputy patriarch shouted at the same time.

"If the three of us are willing to help us, we are willing to move." The barbarian patriarch waved his hand and said.

"We have been here for nearly 10,000 years, and our ancestors have lived here for generations, how can we bow to them." Long Xiaonian clenched his fists and said.

"The general trend is that our generation is destined to leave here." The barbarian patriarch sighed again, as the head of the clan, how much courage it took to say these words.

"Tell the clansmen below, let's collect as many veins as possible and prepare to migrate!"

Long Xiaonian and the deputy patriarch looked at the patriarch who had made up their minds, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Where are you going?" The old donkey's head suddenly asked.

"Go to the Burning Sun Empire, the Linyuan Empire can't stay anymore, and the Red Moon Empire is not suitable for us." The barbarian patriarch was silent for a moment and said.

"So you need both of us... Three people escorting you? The old donkey head originally wanted to talk about him and Chu Xiyun, but suddenly saw Han Zimo who was silently smoking a pipe.

"Yes, we do need your help, and my barbarian has thanked you in advance." The barbarian patriarch said as he said and knelt down at the old donkey's head with tears in his eyes.

Chu Xiyun instantly appeared in front of the barbarian patriarch, and one hand had already pulled the barbarian patriarch who was kneeling halfway down.

"If my nephew is still alive, he will definitely not let go, he is gone, I, who is an uncle, will continue his will, the dragon girl is his friend, and the barbarian is my friend, you can rest assured, the three of us will definitely escort you to the Sun Empire." Chu Xiyun said.

"Thank you... Thanks a lot... On behalf of the barbarians, I have thanked the three for their great kindness. The barbarian patriarch said with a handful of snot and tears.

"So... How long does it take for you to get ready? Chu Xiyun nodded and asked.

"One month if it's fast, three months if it's slow."