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"Patriarch, fight with them. ”

"Yes, afraid of a ball?" After a brief moment of panic and panic, the bloody nature in the young hunters' bodies was revealed, and they were full of anger and ready to speak. They have seen a lot of life and death, how can they face the fierce monsters?

Patriarch Xiuda was also furious, and his magnanimous and deep voice overwhelmed the clamor of Yiqiē: "Women and children will go back to me, and the others will take their weapons and go with me to meet them." Let those turtle grandchildren see, how can my Red Moon Tribe be easy to mess with. ”

"Yes!" a thousand voices converged into one, and the voice was so determined and angry. As soon as the words were spoken, the hunters gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village, moving quickly and neatly. In an instant, more than 1,000 people had gathered, and according to the usual organization when they went into the mountains to hunt, they quickly formed a line of people quietly and without commotion, and there were many gray-haired old men. It stands to reason that in a large village with a population of more than 5,000 people like the Red Moon Tribe, there should not be many young and middle-aged people, but don't forget jì, hunters are an extremely dangerous profession, and in the past few decades, the most in the tribe are orphans and widows, which is also the reason why the Xiuda patriarch and others are reluctant to leave the tribe.

The Xiuda clan strode forward, and just as he was about to say a few words, the Hippogriff people in the distance had withdrawn in an orderly manner, leaving only more than ten horsemen, still stranded in the air, obviously monitoring the other party's movements!

Patriarch Xiuda and some of the other elders glanced at each other, and their faces showed a hint of joy. They used to be good hunters in the tribe as well, and of course mingbái, this formation. A form is indicated. That is, the other party retreated.

The hippogriff descended slowly on the field at the entrance of the village. The Xiuda people led the clansmen to meet them, and their eyes shone with excitement, but to their surprise, Mu Zhen, who jumped off the eagle horse, had a solemn face and stepped forward with a worried expression: "There is trouble, this time it is not only ordinary hunters and thieves who have come, but also people from the sect, although they have temporarily retreated." But in my opinion, they are waiting for their own strong men. ”

"Zongmen?" all the people of the Red Moon Tribe looked at each other, these two words were too strange and distant for them ordinary hunters.

Mu Zhen couldn't explain it clearly, so he simply said frankly: "In my opinion, you can't hold it, you have to find a way to withdraw? His words are authoritative, without him. Just because he is the highest of all people.

"Withdraw?" said the Shuda patriarch with a bitter smile, the tribe was surrounded by forests. Where to retreat? If you want to evacuate these more than 800 young adults, then maybe there is still a few kěnéng who have escaped? But if you take women and children and want to get rid of the pursuit of opponents who also grew up in the forest, it will definitely not be kěnéng.

His expression was gloomy, and the Shuda patriarch turned his gaze to Father Kaimu. Father Kaimu groaned slightly, there was a surprisingly deep brilliance in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "In this case, Brother Muzhen, you should go first, go back and sue Sù Jue'er, the gentleman will take revenge, ten years is not too late!"

"Kaimu, you?" Patriarch Xiuda didn't expect Daddy Kaimu to say such a thing, and for a while, he was shocked and angry, and before he finished speaking, he coughed juliè. Mu Zhen just wanted to speak, but Father Kaimu waved his hand to stop him, and sighed silently: "Brother Mu Zhen, I just beg you for one thing, take those children out, as long as these children don't die, the soul of our Red Moon Tribe will still be there." ”

Hearing him say this, the feelings of the Xiuda patriarch calmed down, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly said arrogantly: "Yes, Kaimu, you are right, these children have Ah Jue to take care of them, and in time, they will definitely become the eagles of my Red Moon Tribe." ”

Mu Zhen couldn't help but have a trace of admiration for the old men in front of him, and said sincerely and frankly: "This is a méiyou problem, but before Lord Xia left, he had ordered that a few elders should be taken out no matter what. ”

Sighing miserably, Father Kaimu said heavily: "What are you doing with our old bones?

His words aroused the approval of all the elders, most of whom were Falcon elders. One of them said: "How many people can you bring in total?" There are not many young adults in the Red Moon Tribe, but there are really a lot of children, and there are hundreds of people under the age of fourteen.

Mu Zhen estimated slightly, and said solemnly: "If you are a child, bring a few hundred méiyou questions." ”

"That's good. After the Xiuda patriarch finished speaking, he slowly turned around, facing the clansmen gathered behind him, his eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light, and he said loudly: "Everyone has heard it, children under the age of fourteen and over the age of six are here." "It makes sense for him to arrange it this way, there are too many children to leave at all. Children in the mountains are precocious, and children over the age of six can basically take care of themselves, or in a few years, they will be an iron-clad man, except for girls, of course.

The meaning of all the words, at this moment, is like a thick yin breath, a cold current invades their whole body, shrouding their hearts, everyone mingbái, this walk, is the yin and yang separated, people and ghosts have different paths, and then méiyou meet the opportunity! Some of the panicked, sad women have been sobbing in a low voice, hugging Ziji's child tightly, their bodies are trembling slightly, those young adults with children also walked to Ziji's children's side with a touch of gloom, some squatted down to sort out the children's clothes, some touched the child's head, the face was smiling, but the smile was so bitter, the eyes were full of tears, but the tears were reluctant to fall.

The expressions of those babies and their parents mean shime, one father and one father, I don't leave, one mother and one mother, don't leave me, every word, every sentence, with a trembling tail rhyme comes from the sorrowful, delicate and soft vocal cords, like a yellow warbler singing, starling crying, so that the people of the Hawkhorse clan are all moved, not to mention their own parents?

"Cry shime cry. A childish voice sounded sharply, startling everyone who was immersed in grief. It's Lucas, who often plays Linghujue, he is thirteen years old this year, and compared to Shihou, who saw Linghu Jue last year, he has obviously grown a lot taller and more sophisticated. He broke free from his mother's hand. Quickly run in front of the Shuda Patriarch. In his small eyes, there was a sinister aura in his eyes, and he shouted at his throat: "Patriarch, the enemy is outside now, what we have to do now is how to retreat from the enemy, instead of crying here, if Uncle Linghu is here, he will definitely not be like you." ”

The whole body trembled. The Xiuda patriarch woke up like a dream, and there was a faint sense of shame in his heart, but he still subconsciously covered up with a scolding: "You child, do you know shime?"

The young and old Lucas didn't play Linghu Jue too much, or was his nature so unruly, his neck straightened, and he actually got on the bar with the Xiuda patriarch, and said coldly: "Why don't I understand, there is this crying shijiān, and hundreds of people have been sent out." ”

Everyone who heard his words was stunned. All of a sudden, Méiyou reacted.

But Lucas's face was tense, and he said coldly: "It's not over with that monster a few more times." Every time we carry a certain road, find someone who is in danger to put people down, and then come back to carry them, they want to be zhidào, they can be méiyou This kind of monster, how can kěnéng catch up?"

Everyone instantly stared at Lucas as if they were petrified. This method is so good, how can ziji méiyou think? Everyone can't help but ask themselves, in fact, this is also very simple, the general adult way of thinking in a certain way, are yijing is a habit, as soon as there is an emergency, will subconsciously think according to this habit, and children are different, their thinking is jumping, inadvertently, can break into the blind corner of adult thinking!

"Good boy. Shuda picked up Lucas violently, rubbing his beard with the stubble of his beard on his tender little face, and said loudly: "Hurry up, let the women and children withdraw first." ”

Mu Zhen gave Lucas a thumbs up, his worried face was faintly relaxed, for him, the survival of the Red Moon Tribe was not important, the important thing was that those people who had confessed to Sia would not die.

Yijing didn't have shijiān to pack up, some women took their children and sat on the eagle horse, looking at Ziji's relatives with an affectionate gaze, and the eagle horse rose up and flew in the other direction.

The other party obviously also noticed the movement of the Hippogriff, and also sensed the intentions of the Red Moon Tribe, and the whistling sound sounded again, and the vigilant Hippogriff also withdrew. The Xiuda tribesmen slowly put Lucas down, his face was flowing with copper-like brilliance, his chest was straight, his muscles were sudden, solid and hard, and he said impassionedly: "The warriors of the Red Moon Tribe, the shihou who tested us has arrived, for the sake of our children and relatives, we must block those miscellaneous dead and dead, we block it for a while, our children will have a hope of survival, fight, the eagles of the Lost Da Mountains, let our descendants remember today's blood, the Red Moon Tribe will be immortal." ”

"Ao!" all the Red Moon Clansmen roared in the usual way of the clan, whether they were old or young, every face exuded fearless bravery and fierceness, and every pair of eyes were roaring and shouting. With a deep hatred and irrepressible anger, they rushed over, and there was a slope of high arc in the tribe and the mountain road, which was the best place to stop it.

Patriarch Xiuda swallowed his saliva in difficulty, and also followed, Father Kaimu and Elder Yigan followed, and now, Mu Zhen, who had been talking to Méiyou, stopped them, hesitated, and said in a hoarse voice: "Several elders, Lord Xia has an order, you must let you leave safely, forgive me for offending." With a wave of his hand, the more than ten horsemen who had just withdrawn from the Hippogriff who were stranded in the air landed, ready to forcibly take Father Kaimu and the others away.

The Xiuda patriarch clenched his teeth heavily, and shouted angrily in the friction sound of "Ka" and "Ka": "Mujin, do you want to do shime?"

His roar caused some clansmen who were unable to go to the battlefield to gather around again, and they also had a shime incident? ”

"Yes, with you here, we can go with peace of mind, these children always need someone to take care of. ”

Patriarch Xiuda suddenly calmed down from his fury, his face immediately turned indifferent, he looked at Mu Zhen with a solemn expression, and said slowly: "Is it because I am the father of Xiusi, and we people and those children have guānxi, that you do this." ”

Mu Zhen's face was a little embarrassed, what the patriarch of Xiuda said was right, that's the reason, this is not to blame for Xia Xia, people, if it is méiyouyidiǎn's selfishness and subtle psychology, how can it be kěnéng? Even if it is méiyou this layer guānxi. Withdraw first. There are also extenuating circumstances.

His temples were beating in Bubu, his black hair under his jaw was trembling slightly, and the patriarch of Xiuda said with a red face: "You sue Sù Xiusi, if in the future, he wants to abandon his clan Ziji and flee for his life, I will not let him go." ”

Mu Zhen wanted to continue to argue, but Daddy Kaimu on the side spoke slowly. But anyone could feel what kind of firmness and persistence was contained in this slow tone; "Brother Muzhen, yes, we are the relatives of those children, but here, that is not their relatives? We are old and of little use." However, we are still a man, the guardians of these children and women of the Red Moon Tribe, and we can only fall in front of them. As a man, I'm sure you should understand. ”

"Brother Kaimu is right. "The other one is physically fit. But the gray-haired elder laughed, he usually liked to joke the most. said some meat jokes, and at this time it was no exception: "Who said that old arms and old legs don't work, don't believe it, you ask my wife, the old man is still very young." ”

He stood there, his white hair trembling slightly in the cold wind, but the muscles on his face were as tight as iron, like a mountain that had not moved for ten thousand years.

A gray-haired old woman walked out of the crowd slowly, the wrinkles on her face trembled, tears could no longer hold back her eyes, trembling, she called out sadly: "Old man." ”

The elder walked over, stroked her gray hair, looked down at his wife who had been with him for decades, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that was difficult to dissolve, and for the first time in his life, he said in a soft tone: " Ya'er, don't look at me talking to you in a rough voice every day, in fact, being able to marry you in this life is the most proud thing for me, ruguo can live, remember to tell sù Tupeng that kid, don't embarrass me, a few of our old guys are holding their breath, see whose baby is better, if you don't go out, and there is no guānxi, I will wait for you below, they all say that the little ghost of the bridge wants to bully people, I am really a little worried, this is good, you can't run away in the next life. As he spoke, the tears fell, but he turned around sharply and threw the tears into the air, and at the same time yelled heroically: "Old fellows, go, let those juniors see, what we fucking said before, is it bragging?"

Regardless of the past shime mustard, or entanglement, at this moment, yijing turned into nothing, these sixty zuoyou old men, one by one, laughed wildly, and one shouted to the crowd: "Dead old woman, don't listen to the old ghost nonsense, you are the meat of Lao Tzu's heart, quickly take my baby pimple, Lao Tzu wipes the thief light every day, today is finally useful." ”

These elders, only then did they realize that Ziji was defenseless, and they all shouted, and the solemn and tragic atmosphere diluted a lot. Mu Zhen looked at it quietly, at this moment, he was a little mingbái, for the Shime Falcon Brothers are all nàme fierce, Xiao Yong, dare to love is a tradition, if these old people are allowed to live again, the majestic and wild fighting spirit, will definitely not be much weaker than the Falcon Brothers.

A weak, but firm voice sounded, it was Lucas, he pulled the corner of the Shuda patriarch's clothes, raised his little face and said, "Patriarch, take me there." ”

"Don't make trouble, live well, like your big brother Yiyàng, be a man who stands up to the sky, no matter how you go to shimeshihou, you must remember that you are the one who went out of the Red Moon Tribe. Patriarch Xiuda squatted down, there was a faint warmth in the tiger's eyes, and his rough hand stroked the delicate little face, and said in a low voice.

With a resolute face, Lucas pointed to the big tree at the entrance of the village, and said calmly: "Patriarch, I just want to see and remember the faces of those people, and when I grow up, I will cut off their heads one by one and hang them on that tree to pay tribute to you." ”

He said it calmly, but it gave people an extremely bloody and cruel connotation, especially since these meanings came from the mouth of a teenager, and the gǎnjiào was even stronger.

With tears in his eyes, Patriarch Xiuda picked up Lucas and laughed wildly: "Okay, child, Grandpa Xiuda is waiting for that day." "How harmonious an old face and a young face look like under the gloomy sky, because in their bodies there is the same kind of blood, regardless of the difference in age, they are all real men......!