Fang Mu hurriedly wiped his tears from Jin Suo, he couldn't see the girl crying, and asked Jin Suo what happened and why he was crying.

Before the golden lock could speak, Fang Mu had already noticed that something was wrong around him.

He was surrounded by many people from the tribe, whom he knew, but these people were very wolf-like, and many of them were still wounded.

It's the kind of stone tool that cuts you on the body.

Fang Mu glanced at it, there was no Wukong in the crowd, and there were no barbarians.

"What about the barbarians?"

"The barbarian and the person you brought went to fight against the foreign enemy, I don't know where a group of people came from, and they killed people when they saw them, it's so scary"

Jin Suo trembled, tears couldn't stop flowing out, and Fang Mu stood up suddenly.

"Why don't you sue me!?" Fang Mu knew that it was someone from the Obarka Continent who had come in, and his heart suddenly became angry, he had slept too untimely this time. The barbarians alone will definitely not be able to fight those people, not to mention, Wukong is not reliable.

"The brute said, you are sleeping"

Jin Suo was so frightened by Fang Mu that he didn't dare to cry, and the corners of his mouth were still sobbing.

"He said not to disturb you, wait, wait until you wake up, if, if the two of them have not returned, then, let you go to the valley west to meet them. ”

After hearing this, Fang Mu pulled his legs and was about to run to the western valley, but as soon as he ran two steps, he turned around and got angry when he turned around and shook these guys, the barbarians grew up very quickly, and they all knew that they were carrying things, which made Fang Mu very moved.

"The men are all coming with me, I'm afraid it's useless now!"

Fang Mu's words had a taste that could not be refused, and he glanced back, his eyes were sharp, and all the men stood up in fright, there were probably more than four hundred people.

Now that the wolf has come, it's useless to be afraid, and the most effective way to deal with the wolf is to kill it!"

Fang Mu roared loudly, shouting out his throat, and after shouting, everyone in the tribe looked at him blankly.

The concept of wolves is not used in the minds of these people, no one has ever bullied them, no one has ever enslaved them.

Fang Mu stomped his feet, knowing that this matter was in a hurry, and with a wave of his hand, all the men followed him to the valley to the west.

Above the road, the shepherd clutched the half of the blade given by the Black Stone Chief, and on the sea above his head, two tiger sharks followed closely, making two ripples in the water.

Before they reached the valley, they heard the sound of fighting.

The barbarian's shouting was the loudest, and in addition to that, some accents that he had never heard before were screaming, Fang Mu ran two steps and saw two people standing on both sides of a narrow valley, one of them was shouting while moving stones into the valley, it was the barbarian.

Opposite the barbarian is Wukong, although Wukong did not make a sound, but the stone was thrown very accurately, there is only such an exit in the valley, they guard the exit, and no one in it wants to come out.

Seeing Fang Mu coming, with a new force, the barbarian screamed.

Wukong glanced at Fang Mu and continued to turn his head towards the valley, his body exuded a strong murderous aura, which even barbarians did not possess.

This is the difference between a person who has grown up in battle for a long time and a person who has survived in a comfortable state for a long time.

However, Fang Mu was very relieved that Wukong not only did not take the opportunity to make trouble, but instead protected everyone's safety with the barbarian.

In an instant, Fang Mu's trust in Wukong took a step further.

With the addition of Fang Mu and many men, the people in the valley couldn't get out, and after being hacked to death by Fang Mu with a blade, there was silence inside, no longer sending people out, and no longer making any sound.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Mu hurriedly asked Wukong and the barbarian to understand the ins and outs of the matter, and the barbarian said that he knew that this group of people was also a tribe on the edge of the Obaka continent, and he had fought with them before, but Wukong said that there was something wrong with this group of people.

Wukong and the barbarian have been here for nearly a day, and after the group was attacked, they ran away, but after a little while, they actually came back, thanks to Wukong and the barbarian not going back, which stopped their attack again.

Originally, he left, but after a while, he came back, and Fang Mu let out a sigh of relief when he heard it.

This shows that Fang Mu's previous actions were effective, and the second volcanic eruption had sealed the connection between here and the Obaka Continent, and these people couldn't go back.

Although there will not be a large number of enemies coming in, this group of people who have already entered has become trapped beasts, and it is not easy to deal with.

After clearing out the enemy, there were seventy to one hundred, Fang Mu thought about it for a while, and began to arrange, arranging everyone to the distance, at the mouth of the valley, leaving only a little boy.

The little boy was only about seven years old, stunted, with very small arms and legs, and sat at the mouth of the valley, looking pitifully into the valley, his eyes full of helplessness.

Fang Mu hid behind the mushrooms ten meters away from the little boy, and the barbarian and Wukong were all next to him.

As time passed, Fang Mu's eyes stared at the child, and he was very nervous.

Perhaps, today he has to make the most difficult decision of his life.

Homicide.

But he really didn't want to take this step, he knew that once he took this step, he would never be able to turn back.

However, the scene I didn't want to see finally came.

First a head came out of the valley, then three, then five, and finally, five people came out of the valley and surrounded the little boy.

"What about the others!?"

One of the white-haired dwarves grabbed the little boy's neck, and said viciously, Wukong's body moved, and he was held down by Fang Mu.

The little boy didn't say anything, just cried, and the white-haired short man was anxious and waved his hand to slap the little boy.

This slap was particularly crisp, and it snapped on the little boy's face, and five red finger prints instantly appeared on the little face, which was not very well developed.

The crisp voice resounded in the hearts of all the clansmen at the same time.

In Tanghua Continent, there is not even a fight between people, let alone beating children, which has never happened before.

The little boy cried even louder, and did not answer anything, and the white-haired dwarf raised his hand in a curse and was about to hit again.

Just when his hand was about to fall, Fang Mu's hand was gone!

During this period of fishing, Fang Mu knew that his body had undergone great changes, especially in terms of strength and aim, which was much stronger than before.

He raised his hand, and the blade in his hand flew out, only to hear the sound of breaking through the air and a pop, and the blade plunged into the back of the white-haired man's head, bursting out a mixture of white and red.

"Come on, kill them all!"

Fang Mu said, the whole person jumped up, as if a killing god had descended, and suddenly appeared in front of these people.

At the same time, Wukong and the barbarian followed him to his left and right, waving stones in their hands, and slammed them down.