"Within seven days, hand over a hundred fierce beast Yuan Dan, if you don't hand it over, there is no need for your tribe to save zài. A strong man in black armor, with a fierce face and cold eyes, looked at the people and spoke.

Behind him stood a row of strong men who were also wearing black armor, all of them tall, with a big knife pinned to their waists, solemn, invisibly revealing an aura of choosing people and devouring them, like a black mountain, full of huge oppressive force, so that the hearts of the people were depressed and they did not dare to breathe loudly.

"My lord, can you give it another two days, it is really difficult in the clan, I hope you will understand. Among the clansmen, the old man standing at the front spoke, his eyes full of supplication.

"Grace, old thing, can't hand over the tribute, why should my Swimming Tribe protect you?" The strong man stepped forward and forced his eyes to look at the old man, and his powerful qi was revealed, making the old man's face pale, and then spurting out a mouthful of blood.

When the clansmen saw this scene, their eyes breathed fire, their fists clenched, their hearts were full of surging anger, they took a step forward, and just about to make a move, a row of black-armored soldiers behind the strong man suddenly moved.

The sword was drawn out of its sheath, the cold light flashed, and the cold killing machine filled the audience in an instant.

"What are you doing? Go back. The old man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and scolded the clansmen.

But at this moment, a weak figure suddenly rushed towards the strong man.

"Huh?" the strong man stared, and then kicked out suddenly.

As soon as this kick came out, the comer flew backwards more violently than the momentum, overwhelming the people, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Poof......

Blood spurted out of the young man's mouth, his face was handsome, his sword eyebrows were starry, but he was a beautiful young man, but at this time his face was pale, his mouth was constantly spraying blood, and his shabby clothes were covered with dust, and he looked like a wolf.

It's just that his eyes are like a fierce wolf, staring at the strong man fiercely, eager to tear him into thousands of pieces.

"Chu Yun, are you okay!" The clansmen hurriedly came and helped Chu Yun up, with a thick worry in their eyes.

"It's ridiculous that a wasted person who can't cultivate should want to attack me even as well. The strong man looked at Chu Yun, who was supported by the clansmen and had extremely fierce eyes, and his eyes were full of disdain.

He could see at a glance that Chu Yun's catties and taels were too good to survive in the Great Wilderness for this kind of waste that could not be cultivated.

He didn't have the desire to kill this kind of thing, but it wasn't going to end there.

A smile appeared on the corner of the strong man's mouth, looking at the panicked clansmen, and then locked his gaze on the old man.

"My lord, please spare him, he is still young and does not understand the rules, please forgive me. The old man spoke, and waved at the strong man again and again, and sighed in a low voice, his eyes full of fear.

When the strong man heard this, he didn't even look at Chu Yun, and then said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible to spare him." ”

As soon as these words came out, the old man's eyes flashed with hope, and even the eyes of the clansmen showed a trace of hope and excitement.

"Among the hundred Yuan Dan, I want one King-level Yuan Dan. The strong man spoke again.

As soon as these words came out, the old man and the clansmen changed color in unison, their faces were gray, and their eyes were full of despair.

The old man still wanted to speak, but the strong man seemed to know what the old man was going to say, so he snorted coldly and said, "In a week, I will come again, if I don't get what I want by then, there is no need for this tribe to save zài." ”

Speaking of this, his qi was full of murderous intent, and the soldiers behind him also revealed their own qi and murderous aura.

In an instant, the temperature plummeted, the killing intent roared, and the intuitive hearts of the clansmen seemed to have pressed a mountain, and they all snorted, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and their eyes unconsciously carried fear.

"Remember, seven days later. The strong man spoke coldly again, and then with a wave of his hand, he led many soldiers out of the tribe.

From beginning to end, this person never looked at Chu Yun again.

In his eyes, Chu Yun was just a weight that he could temporarily increase the price.

Moreover, if the tribe is unable to hand over the tribute when it is due, then they still die, and all of them have to die.

The tribes he has destroyed are no longer one or two, so why is it difficult to destroy another such small tribe?

As soon as these people left, the tribesmen collapsed to the ground as if they were about to be amnestied, panting, and cold sweat had already soaked their backs.

Chu Yun looked at the direction in which these people were leaving, his fists were clenched, his eyes were red, and his surging anger was surging, like the dragon breath of an ancient dragon, wanting to slaughter the world and burn Gongyu.

Soon, though, his anger subsided, and he began to hate himself.

I hated my weakness, I hated my incompetence, I hated that I could only watch this happen, I hated myself like a parasite, when the clan fought with the fierce beasts, I could only bask in the sun in the clan, waiting for their return.

The last hunting Uncle Dahei died, the last hunting Uncle Stone died, and the last hunting Uncle Wood and Uncle Tian died.

Their voices and smiles seemed to be still in the past, but suddenly they came back to their senses, and they were buried in the wilderness, no one cared about them.

Basically, every time I hunted, there would always be one or two fewer kind faces when I came back.

Now, the friends of the clan who have played since childhood are going to the battlefield, can they still come back?

He didn't know, he didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

The situation in the clan is getting worse and worse, there are fewer and fewer people who can participate in the hunt, the combat strength has become green, and the usual life supplies have become the biggest problem, and now there is such a heavy tribute.

And he, because of his impulsiveness, made this tribute have an extra king-level Yuan Dan.

King-level Yuan Dan, which means that you have to kill a king-level Yuan Beast to get it.

King-level Yuan Beast, what kind of strength is that? It is equivalent to a strong person who refines bones ninefold, looking at the entire tribe, except for the patriarch grandfather, who reached this realm when he was young, most of the rest of the clansmen are in the realm of bone refining threefold.

And now the combat strength of the clan is only fifteen people when it is full, and this includes these newcomers who have just reached adulthood and have no hunting experience.

To add insult to injury, this tribute mission is almost impossible to complete, and the tribe has reached the point of life and death, and there is basically no possibility of survival.

Thinking about this, Chu Yun hated his weakness and incompetence more and more.

"Everyone, I'm sorry. Chu Yun got up, looked at the clansmen who were full of gloom and despair, and spoke.

Chu Yun's words seemed to wake up the clansmen, the old man was the first to come back to his senses, glanced at Chu Yun, and then looked at the state of the clansmen, and sighed in his heart, but at this time he could only harden up: "Cheer me up, one by one." The tribe has survived so far, what kind of difficulties have we not experienced? What kind of formation have we not seen? Does this scare you? If you continue to do this, then as a man in the great wilderness, my old face will really be lost by you. ”

The old man's words were loud and resounded throughout the tribe, causing the despair in the eyes of the people to slowly recede and turn into anger.

"Patriarch, how can we disgrace you, our clan is the strongest clan in the Great Wilderness in the future. Some people opened their mouths and swore an oath.

"Yes, our tribe is going to be the strongest tribe, how can such difficulties stop us from moving forward?"

"Chu Yun, you did a good job, you did something that none of us dared to do, in front of you, I am really ashamed. Some clansmen touched Chu Yun's head and scratched their heads, their faces full of embarrassment.

"Yes, I really can't see that Chu Yun, this kid, still has this ruthlessness, and he did a good job this time. Some clansmen echoed and praised Chu Yun.

……

The gloom of the clansmen seemed to disappear in an instant, and the eyes that looked at Chu Yun were still as concerned and enthusiastic as ever.

Chu Yun looked at these lovely clansmen, his eyes couldn't help but get wet, and he tried to smile in the praise of the clansmen, holding back the tears that were about to fall.

The old man watched from the side, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded silently to Chu Yun, his eyes full of love.

Soon, Chu Yun was carried into the house by everyone, he was kicked hard by a strong man, and the ribs on his chest were broken, and the pain was incomparable, but he didn't say a word, and in the eyes of the clansmen, they immediately gave Chu Yun a thumbs up.

"Child, don't blame yourself. After everyone left, the old man looked at Chu Yun on the bed and spoke softly.

"Grandpa, it's all my fault, if I wasn't too impulsive......" Chu Yun opened his mouth, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the patriarch: "There is still hope, you are injured, just rest well." ”

The old man spoke, with a gentle smile on his lips, and then got up and left, closing the door.

At the moment when the door closed, his face changed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, looking shocking.

After all, he is old and frail, and he is no longer what he used to be, although the strong man only has the strength of refining the sixfold body, but the impact of the qi machine has already caused him to suffer a lot of injuries. Coupled with the situation that the tribe is facing now, he is under great pressure and his heart is extremely depressed, which makes him even more injured.

It's just that at this time, he doesn't have time to treat.

As the patriarch, he is responsible for the entire tribe, at this time the tribe is already in the midst of life and death, people's hearts are fluctuating, panic has been revealed, he must now stabilize the turmoil of the clan, lest the panic continue to spread.

What he said just now was only a temporary countermeasure, and he had to come up with a real solution.

The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, his face instantly withered, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant, the wrinkles on his face became more and more dense, and he looked more and more rickety when he walked.

Chu Yun saw this scene at the window, tears welled up, and his teeth clenched the back of his hand, trying not to make a sound.

Suddenly, blood gushed from the back of his hand, filling his mouth with a salty taste, but he didn't notice it.

Why are you born weak?

Why can't I cultivate myself?

Why are you so incompetent?

He slapped the bed and looked up at the roof, as if facing the heavens, questioning, scolding, and roaring.

I don't know how long it took, his eyes slowly closed, his breathing gradually smoothed out, and there were still tears in the corners of his eyes, but he had already fallen asleep.

"Where is this?" Chu Yun looked at the white world around him, a little puzzled and confused.

At this time, in the hut, his body began to emit a clear white glow, the white glow was very faint, but it was very conspicuous, even if he was in the daytime now, it was still clearly visible.

As soon as this white light appeared, the injuries in his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, the broken bones were connected almost instantly, his face was ruddy, his breath was calm, and he was still pale and weak just now.

"Hmm? I suddenly felt very comfortable. Chu Yun spoke again, asking himself in this vast white space.

Walking in this white world, he was aimless, the confusion in his eyes was still there, he suspected that it was a dream, but he pinched himself, it hurt very much.

"Damn, what the hell is this place, how am I going to leave, how can I spend time here when the clan is at stake. Chu Yun spoke, his voice full of eagerness.

As soon as he finished speaking, the white world suddenly changed, and an incomparably bright star map suddenly appeared.