As soon as these words came out.

Inside the wooden hall, there was a slight silence.

The expressions on the faces of the Fujiki clan changed uncertainly, and the scruples in their eyes could be seen.

"This ......"

"Mr. Ye, I don't know the specific old man."

"In addition to their usual domineering, they seem to be very interested in Tengzu of the wasteland tribe, and they have a lot of relationship with four of the eight major clans."

Patriarch Fujimoto took a deep breath and explained in a low voice.

The Eight Chiefs again?

"Which clan is closest to your Fujiki clan?" Ye Wentian asked with a faint smile on his face. Ь.

It can make the beast gate remember.

The only thing that Ye Wentian could think of was Teng Zu of the Wasteland Clan, which was also his goal.

"Frostwolves."

"The eight clans, below each clan, are divided by location, and they are friendly with several of the thirty-six subordinate clans."

"Our clan is one of the subordinate clans of the Frostwolf Clan."

Fujimoto didn't dare to hesitate and spoke again and again.

"Oh?"

"Exactly." Ye Wentian smiled slightly.

The first battle of the border city of Xizhou.

He and the Holy Maiden of the Frost Wolf Clan, that is an acquaintance.

Seeing this, the Fujimoto patriarch reacted extremely quickly, and hurriedly raised his hand and saluted.

"Sir, do you want to go to the Frostwolf Clan?"

"Three days later, the Holy Maiden of the Frost Wolf Clan got married, and now the invitation of the Frost Wolf Clan is a guest of my Fujiki Clan." Fujimoto raised his hand and spoke.

Ever since the person in front of him left the Tengzu Ancient Tree, Fuji Yuan received Teng Zu's transmission and sent the Great Yan Dragon King away from the Fujimu Clan as soon as possible.

Let him go against other tribes.

Fujimoto is worried, and he doesn't know how to speak.

"Is there such a buzz?"

"Just go and see." Ye Wentian smiled and stood up at the same time.

Xuan Jingcheng's side, there is no obstacle for the time being.

This Teng Zu of the Frost Wolf Clan, he must study it himself, or he may be able to make his strength go further.

"Sir, please." Fujimoto hurriedly raised his hand to signal, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would regret it.

Between the words.

The wooden hall where the group left.

Under the leadership of Fujimoto, he first went to meet with the invitation envoy of the Frost Wolf Clan, and then quickly arranged the itinerary.

"Mr. Ye, this is the wasteland foal that my Fujiki clan raised."

"It's extremely fast, according to the distance calculation, you can reach the frostwolf clan before dark." Feng Tian took out a few black wildebeest from the clan.

The foal has a sturdy body, a dark body, a faint bulge on the top of its head, as if it has long horns, and its eyes are bright and spiritual, and it is mighty.

"Junior, you can't do this horse." Wan Xu Zhong stepped forward immediately.

"Little Tiger, come out!"

"Roaring ......"

A low roar.

The body of the red tiger suddenly appeared, majestic, and raised its head and roared.

"Mr. Ye, the old man, this tiger has almost been domesticated." Wan Xu squeezed his eyes again, looked at Ye Wentian and said in a low voice.

Ye Wentian's face was stunned.

Don't wait for him to say anything.

"Whew!"

「……」

Fenghua suddenly flashed, and was already sitting on the back of the red tiger, and her cheeks turned red unconsciously.

"This friend of the Sunflower Clan, I have a lot of wasteland horses in the Fujimu Clan, I can assign one to you, so you don't have to squeeze ......" Feng Tian saw this scene and hurriedly spoke.

It's just that he didn't finish his words.

"Smack!"

"Junior, shut up."

"Are you a red tiger who looks down on the old man?" Wan Xu Chong immediately turned around, pretended to be angry, and slapped his backhand on Feng Tian's head.

"No...... No, the juniors just think." Feng Tian didn't react for a while.

"You kid, why do you talk so much?" Wan Xu Chong immediately raised his hand, but the slap did not fall, and he opened his mouth in fright.

Feng Tian's body hurriedly retreated, not daring to say anything more.

Seeing this, Ye Wentian couldn't help but take a deep look.

"Roar!"

「……」

The red tiger beside him suddenly roared.

The wind flower on his back, his body trembled, and his eyes flashed with horror.

Ye Wentian immediately dodged and sat on the back of the tiger.

"yes, yes."

"Mr. Ye, I'm ...... I'm fine." Fenghua hummed softly, feeling the friction behind her, her cheeks thickened.

The body deliberately moved backwards a few points.

Ip Man felt a dry mouth.

This Nizi, addicted?

"Ahem, let's go." Ye Wentian coughed twice and patted Chihu's back.

"Whew!"

「……」

A low roar.

The body of the red tiger brought out a slight light and rushed towards the wasteland in the distance.

Wan Xu Chong, Feng Day, and the Frost Wolf Clan followed.

"Senior Wan, why is your red tiger shaking so much? Have you not taken the uniform?" Feng Tian followed behind, and couldn't help frowning.

The demon spirit in front of him, the speed is really nothing to say, it is comfortable, I am afraid that it is far inferior to the wasteland horse of his Fujiki clan. Ь.

"You know!"

"Keep up."

「……」

Wan Xu glanced at the person next to him again, too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

A group of people, shuttling through the wasteland.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the boundless wasteland.

Time passes.

Night is gradually falling.

The bright moonlight shines on the earth, reflecting the night as if it were day.

Since leaving the novice village and returning to Dayan, Ye Wentian has not seen such a bright night for a long time.

"Guys, it's almost there."

"The young master of the Fujiki clan is here, and the patriarch of my clan must be very happy." The Frostwolf Clan Patriarch had a smile on his face.

There is no severance of the head family, and it is very polite along the way.

Not much.

Ground ahead, a downward slope appears.

As a result of everyone's gaze, the wasteland in front of him seemed to be completely sunken, enveloping and forming a huge tribe.

Tribal people, numbering tens of thousands.

The exterior buildings are mostly made of civil engineering and are built into circular houses.

The more you enter the clan, the building house, abandon the civil engineering, and introduce the boulders, rock and minerals, the overall style is very unique.

"Where did these stones come from?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but ask.

After being in the Polar Wasteland for so long, he hadn't seen any mountains.

"Dig in the ground."

"Everyone, please, our clan has prepared a stone house, and when the other attached clans arrive, the patriarch will hold a banquet to entertain you."

「……」

The Frostwolf Clan led a few people to a stone house.

Let's talk about it.

Bent down and turn away.

"Let's rest first." Ye Wentian smiled and glanced at a few people.

Wan Xu Chong, Feng Hua, and Feng Tian nodded at the same time, didn't say anything more, and turned around and walked into their stone house.

After a few people enter the house.

Ye Wentian turned around, and his gaze fell on a certain part of the clan.

"Master."

"In that direction, Yinling felt that there was a stronger spiritual power fluctuation than that big tree." The voice of the silver bell echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.

"Well, I feel it too." Ye Wentian nodded.

No more hesitation.

Taking advantage of the night, his figure disappeared in an instant.

Within the Frostwolf Clan.

The night is getting darker.

To the north of the tribe, in front of an elegant white rock house, the door

The two female warriors of the tribe who were guarding the front guard suddenly trembled.

"Bang bang.". Ь.

「……」

The figure then fell to the ground.

"Who?" In the stone house, a beautiful woman in white immediately turned her head, and her white and childish face was slightly sickly, which made people can't help but feel pity.

It was the Frost Wolf Clan, the former saint Frost Frost Undoubtedly.