Decades have passed, and the teenager of the year has now become an old man.

"Cheng Lao, what kind of wine is in your wine gourd? I haven't seen you open and drink it in thirty years with you?"

Cheng Yun picked up a gourd pinned to his waist, this gourd was already dilapidated, and there were even several traces of repair on it.

"The wine contained here is called sacrifice. Cheng Yun looked at the gourd and put it on his waist again.

In the past few decades, Cheng Yun's hunting team has developed from him alone, and now it is the largest hunting team in the Water Moon Clan, and there are dozens of clansmen among them.

The big man who asked the words joined the hunting team thirty years ago, and he was just a teenager at that time, and after two years of training, he was found to have no qualifications to become a monk, so he stayed in the hunting team, and he stayed for thirty years.

He often saw Cheng Yun under the moonlight, touching the gourd and pondering, as if he was caught in a memory, every time he asked what kind of wine was in the gourd, Cheng Yun was silent, everyone just thought it was a rare good wine, and he was reluctant to drink it.

"At the beginning, I was called Cheng Xiaozi, and now, they also call me Cheng Lao, Mo Lao, do you hear?" Seeing the clansmen in the hunting team talking and laughing loudly with the newly joined clansmen, Cheng Yun's thoughts were aroused, and he seemed to go back to that night many years ago, he was still Cheng Xiaozi, and he didn't know how to drink.

Cheng Yun had two gourds, one of which contained liquor, and the other was a slightly worn gourd, one of which contained part of the ashes of the fifteen clansmen of the original hunting party.

With this gourd, Cheng Yun could feel that it seemed that Mo Lao and those hearty clansmen were still by his side.

"Peel and wash all those wild boars and put them in storage bags, Liu Yi, Kong San, Zhao Yong, the three of you and I will go to the vigil, and the others will rest in place. Cheng Yun stood up and said to the dozens of clansmen sitting around the bonfire.

Cheng Yun is now very prestigious in the hunting team, and every clansman respects him from the bottom of their hearts, because of his bravery, because of his experience, because of his extremely high qualifications, and because in the process of being attacked by demon beasts several times, he is always the first clansman to rush up and fight with demon beasts.

"Yes, Cheng Lao!" all the clansmen replied in unison, and the three men he had selected did not hesitate at all, they quickly stood up and scattered in all directions.

When Cheng Yun was about to leave, he saw the new young man, who was pale and didn't seem to have recovered from the hunt he participated in today.

"Take a sip! There is no one in the old man's team who can't drink!" Cheng Yun handed the young man his own wine gourd, and he smiled kindly, just like Mo Lao at the beginning.

The young man looked at Cheng Yun, and then looked at the clansmen who were laughing around him, he gritted his teeth, took the wine gourd, and poured a large sip of wine, and then he was choked and spit out a lot of wine.

"Hahaha, this kid will definitely be a wine vat in the future, Lao Zhao, you have a successor!"

"That's what a man! Cheng Lao is right, we don't accept people who can't drink here!"

The surrounding clansmen laughed, and the young man's face flushed slightly under the influence of the wine.

Cheng Yun looked at this scene, he felt very familiar, but he seemed to forget when he experienced it, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally remembered that on that night decades ago, he also drank the first sip of wine in his life in the teasing of his clansmen.

"This is for you, if you become the captain in the future, remember to give the gourd to the new boys! This is a tradition, a tradition, and it can't be broken!" Cheng Yun took out a brand-new gourd from the storage bag, as well as a small seed, and the seed was tightly wrapped in animal skin.

The boy took the gourd and the seeds, pinned them to his waist, and put them in his arms.

After Cheng Yun finished doing this, he felt that his heart was empty, he felt that he had completed Mo Lao's instructions and continued the tradition of the hunting team, and he also believed that the clansmen in front of him would continue this tradition.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, the soft moonlight slowly changed in Cheng Yun's eyes, from white to red like blood.

He looked at the crimson and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen such a crimson anyway, so he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Maybe it's in a dream." ”

Far away from the campfire, Cheng Yun climbed to a tree lightly, he squatted on the branches of the tree, stared into the distance, and kept vigil for the sleeping clansmen.

Nights tend to be calm, but tonight seems to be an exception.

In the jungle in the distance, there was a small sound, Cheng Yun sensitively noticed this sound, he moved his somewhat paralyzed body, and took out a long wooden tube.

The sound kept approaching, and Cheng Yun took out a fire fold, and after blowing hard, he used it to light a small torch he was carrying.

Then the firelight and the moonlight, Cheng Yun finally saw the owner of this sound clearly, it was a red wolf-shaped demon beast, it was a blood wolf.

Cheng Yun couldn't forget the appearance of this demon beast, and it was the clansmen in the hunting team for decades who were killed by it, which led to the destruction of the whole team.

After seeing the appearance of the demon beast clearly, Cheng Yun did not hesitate to pull open the long cylinder in his hand, and the head of the long cylinder stretched out, spewing out a brilliant firelight, rising straight into the air, illuminating the dark night sky.

This is a warning signal, after Cheng Yun opened the first long tube, he opened the second and third long tubes in a row, and the pull of three consecutive long tubes also represents the greatest danger.

The first long tube represents a warning, the second long tube reminds the clansmen to prepare for war, and the three long tubes are released at the same time, representing an irresistible danger, which is also a signal to retreat.

The continuous launch of the three long barrels made the blood wolf also discover where Cheng Yun was.

"Bang!

It was just two impacts that broke the big tree that Cheng Yun was living in, and Cheng Yun stepped on the trunk, jumped out with his strength, and left the fallen tree.

Cheng Yun did not run away towards the location of the clan, but ran quickly in the opposite direction, the blood wolf is a weaker existence among the demon beasts, but even so, only monks can fight against it, the ordinary clansmen of these hunting teams can only hunt the demon beasts in the early stage of the Yuan Rank at most, and the blood wolf, the strength is already in the middle of the Yuan Rank.

Kong San, Zhao Yong, Liu Yi, the three of them appeared after a stick of incense, Cheng Yun was almost exhausted at this time, and his physical strength was exhausted by the continuous escape, and the blood wolf seemed to be playing tricks on him, following him unhurriedly.

"What are the three of you doing here! Didn't you see the retreat signal from the old man?" Cheng Yun saw the arrival of the three of them, first happy, and then asked.

"Cheng Lao, I didn't see the signal or anything, but I remember that you said that you can't abandon your clansmen!" Kong San stepped forward to help Cheng Yun, who was physically exhausted and fell to the ground, while the other two raised their daggers and fought with the blood wolf.

Cheng Yun struggled to stand up, and with Kong San's support, he left in another direction.

Liu Yi and Zhao Yong saw that Cheng Yun had left and was no longer in love with fighting, and it already took great courage for them to be able to confront the blood wolf head-on.

"Have the other clansmen retreated?" Cheng Yun was helped out by Kong San for several miles, and he relieved himself and asked Kong San.

Kong San looked around and said, "The injured brothers took those two young men back to the clan to ask for help, and the other clansmen also left one after another, Cheng Lao, you can rest assured." ”

The sound in the distance became weaker and weaker, and a thought flashed in Cheng Yun's heart, he was slightly stunned, and then continued walking.

After a few breaths, the night returned to tranquility, Kong San's face was also difficult to look at, he also knew that Liu Yi and Zhao Yong had most of died at the hands of the blood wolf, and the clansmen who had lived and died together for many years had suffered an accident, and his heart was very heavy.

"Let's go separately, if we are together, none of us will be able to leave!" Cheng Yun took Kong San's hand away, unwilling to drag Kong San down.

"No, Cheng Lao, I won't abandon my clansmen!" Kong San still insisted, he ignored Cheng Yun's obstruction, carried Cheng Yun on his back, and ran.

Kong San had already noticed that Cheng Yun had a wound on his right leg, and a lot of blood flowed out, the blood wolf was extremely sensitive to blood, if the two were separated, Kong San might be able to escape with his life, but Cheng Yun was in a catastrophe, knowing this clearly, Kong San still chose to stay and run away with Cheng Yun on his back.

"Roar!"

A chilling cry sounded, Kong San was thrown to the ground by a black shadow, a leopard appeared suddenly, Kong San didn't have time to take care of Cheng Yun, took out the dagger, pounced forward, strangled the leopard's head, and thrust the dagger hard.

This leopard is just a beast, Kong San has killed a lot over the years, he re-carried Cheng Yun, but found that a pair of cold eyes appeared in the distance, and at this moment, his heart was even colder.

"If you don't leave, you and I will both die here!" Cheng Yun also saw those eyes, and the figure of the blood wolf appeared not long after.

Kong San put Cheng Yun down, but did not leave, but took out a dagger and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Smack!"

With just one shot, Kong San flew several meters away under the claws of the blood wolf, blood continued to flow out of his mouth, and there was a deep scar on his chest that could be seen as a bone, and he was not alive.

The blood wolf slowly walked towards Cheng Yun, staring at the red eyes, there were still traces of blood at the corners of its mouth, Cheng Yun knew that this was the blood of his own people.

Its figure was getting closer and closer, Cheng Yun's eyes slowly blurred, he only saw a red color, he slowly fell, as if he had fallen asleep, in a daze, he saw the blood wolf's claws raised, and slapped it fiercely.