...... Boom!~~...... Rumble!~~......

Looking at the white snow world, from time to time there were terrible explosions, mixed with angry roars, which finally ended in screams. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then those inexplicable explosions and roars rang out again......

The Beylor patriarch of the Qiongxian tribe and the guardian warriors looked fearfully in the direction where the sound came from on the platform at the entrance of the thousand-step cliff cave.

Although they were apprehensive in their hearts, they didn't dare to fly over to see what was going on, on the one hand, because of the orders of the Terran powerhouse, on the other hand, this kind of level of battle was not something they could interfere in at all, and it was the most appropriate choice to be careful here, just the witch priests and crossbowmen in the beast clan squad had enough ability to destroy the Qiongxian tribe.

With a population of more than 500 people and no protection from a powerful person, it is not surprising that this Yu tribe is in the embarrassing situation it is in at the moment, otherwise it would be a different situation today.

After the earth-shattering sound of fighting lasted for half an hour, there was no longer any sound in the wind and snow, as if everything had returned to silence, and only the soft sound of rustling snow could be heard all around.

The elite guardian warrior Bei Boning listened with bated breath for a moment, and said tentatively: "Patriarch, there is no voice!"

When the distance was quiet, he felt a little uneasy.

"Will Lord Morin ......?"

The other guardian warrior became uneasy and thought of some possibility, and the faces of the Feather Clan warriors who heard his words changed slightly.

This is not good news.

"Lord Morin will be fine!"

The Feather Clan girl Beni held her brother's dual-element pulley sniper bow and looked at the wind and snow outside the platform with great confidence.

She is one of the best archers in the Qiongxian tribe, and the head of the Baylor clan asked her younger brother Bezik to borrow a bow, but she didn't expect that the fat water did not flow to the outsider's field, but cheapened her.

"Are you so sure?"

"Guess?"

"There's only one person, Lord Morin!"

"There may have been some accident, maybe Lord Silver Dragon was pinned down, otherwise it would have been impossible to fight for so long. ”

The more the Feather Guardian warriors thought. The more ugly the face becomes.

The movement in the wind and snow carried an incomprehensible strangeness from beginning to end.

"No, I'm convinced!"

Bennie's attitude was extremely firm, and she decided that it was impossible for that Terran powerhouse to die at the hands of the orcs.

"You're right, Bennie!"

The Baelor patriarch was unexpectedly in agreement with the feather maiden, and he raised his hand to look out of the platform.

The guardian warriors collectively shook their heads and turned their gazes on the front.

A black figure, a silver dragon, the faint figure is becoming more and more visible.

"He's back!"

The guardian warrior of the Feather Clan, Bei Bo, screamed.

What the hell is going on? There is a big question mark in everyone's mind.

Since the silver dragon was clearly safe and sound, why did a dozen orcs have to kill for more than an hour.

When they look again. I saw a piece of silver light enveloping a person and a dragon, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared in place, and almost at the same time, a silver mist of light lit up on the platform at the entrance of the cave, and then the figures of the human race powerhouse and the silver dragon appeared in front of the guardian warriors of the Qiongxian tribe.

"Lord Morin, are you hurt?"

After the silver mist quickly dissipated, the Patriarch of Baylor immediately greeted him.

Bennie, the girl standing in the middle of the guardian warriors, bit her lip, this Terran must have suffered a lot of injuries because of her recklessness.

"It's okay, it's not hurt! I'm just a little tired!

Lin Mo took off his tactical helmet and spewed out a thick white mist in the cold wind. There was still a shallow layer of sweat on his face, if it weren't for the "Dragon General" tactical armor to efficiently control temperature and humidity, maybe he should be drenched in hot sweat by now.

Single-handedly against seventeen beast powerhouses, for him. It's a rare challenge, axes, guns, crossbows and witches, all kinds of combinations have a good time.

As a result, his sword skills have become more and more proficient, and he has even deepened his comprehension of the wind element sword intent contained in the inheritance sword weapon "Qingque".

The cheerful appearance of the Terran powerhouse made the Yu clan guardian warriors of the Qiongxian tribe look at each other. This adult doesn't seem to have just experienced a life-and-death fight, but more like the end of a fitness workout.

"The orcs?"

Patriarch Baylor looked puzzled and tried to confirm a certain result.

"Of course, it's all gone, don't worry. The orcs will not dare to come to you again for trouble in a short period of time. ”

As for the heads of the seventeen orcs, Lin Mo built them into a Jingguan in the same place, and with the cognitive ability of the orcs, even if the reaction is slow, they will still know that the strong man who shelters this Feather tribe is not easy to mess with.

In addition, the silver dragon you also released a huge spatial blade that forcibly flattened a nearby hillock, warning the subsequent orcs to retreat.

"Really, that's great! Please go in and rest, we've boiled hot water and served your lordship to bathe!"

Patriarch Baylor was overjoyed and excited by the good news, and the dark clouds that hung over the heads of all the tribesmen dissipated in the blink of an eye.

As long as the Qiongxian tribe can survive this winter, they no longer need to worry about the pursuit and revenge of the beasts, compared with the demons who have the ability to sail the ocean, the stupid orcs can't even make a small sampan, I'm afraid that in the end they can only look at the sea and sigh aggrieved.

A big stone fell to the ground in his heart, and the corners of the Baylor Patriarch's mouth were about to reach the root of his ears with joy, and his gaze inadvertently swept over the tribal guardian warrior, and suddenly fixed on a girl of the Feather Clan.

"Bennie, what are you doing? Come here, serve the adults and take a bath!"

He is determined to repay this Terran powerhouse.

"No, no, no, it doesn't have to be!

Lin Mo waved his hand and put his tactical helmet back on.

"My lord, why are you leaving? You can spend the winter with us, and it's not too late to go again in the spring. ”

Patriarch Baylor was in a hurry, his mentality was completely different from when he first met Lin Mo, and at the moment, the future fate of the Qiongxian tribe had more or less intersected with the other party, and when he heard the other party's sudden proposal to leave, he was immediately caught off guard.

In the subconscious of Baylor and the other Yu people, I wish that this Terran powerhouse could protect the Qiongxian tribe for a whole winter, or even better stay forever and protect them and the Yu people.

"Oh no! It's time!"

As a dragon knight who is decisive in killing, once he decides something, outsiders cannot change it.

Lin Mo took a step back, turned his head to look at the silver dragon, and said, "You!"

"Thank you again for taking care of Morin, goodbye!"

The silver dragon nodded politely at the Patriarch Baylor and the others, and the silver light around him was magnificent.

"Lord Morin...... "Beni, the girl of the Feather Clan, mustered up her courage and only had time to scream, and after the dazzling silver light flickered, a man and a dragon disappeared on the platform.

- (To be continued.) )