There was a divine beast galloping in the lion's heart, and he wanted to slap Mu Sen to death, but after thinking about it for a long time, he still said with difficulty, "Little Ancestor." ”

Actually, he didn't want to scream, but the long ruler in Mu Sen's hand made him feel his heart tremble.

After calling, the lion broke the space and left, leaving very simply. Before leaving, he sent a message to Shi Wei, an elder of the Feiyun Tribe, to receive Mu Sen.

Shi Wei's face was full of bitterness, and he didn't want to take this hot potato.

Shi Wei set his eyes on the other elders, and the other elders immediately scattered, and the many lion clans that were originally surrounding saw that the elders had dispersed, and they also scattered in a hurry.

The leaders and elders all had a headache at this little ancestor who suddenly popped up, and we with thin arms and legs didn't follow in the fun.

After scolding everyone for their injustice in his heart, Shi Wei showed a warm smile on his face and said to Mu Sen, "Little Ancestor, don't you want to rest? Please follow me." ”

Mu Sen didn't act as a demon, but left with Shi Wei very happily.

Under the leadership of Shi Wei, Mu Sen soon came to a clean courtyard, pushed open the door, the flowers in the courtyard exuded a refreshing smell, a few birds stayed on the branches and leaves, and when someone pushed the door, he was not afraid, but looked at the person with smart eyes.

"Roasted and eaten!" As soon as Mu Sen opened his mouth, he burned the qin and boiled the crane.

"Huh?" Shi Wei didn't react for a moment to what Mu Sen meant.

Mu Sen pointed to the birds on the branches and leaves of the flowers, and said in a rough voice, "They dare to look at me, they don't give me any face, they must be roasted and eaten!"

Shi Wei hurriedly persuaded, "Little Ancestor, don't be impulsive. This is a communication finch raised by our tribe, and it cannot be eaten. ”

"I'm a dignified Feiyun Tribe, and it's a shame that I still use flying birds for communication! Don't we even have the spirit stones to build a communication teleportation array?" Mu Sen looked angry.

Shi Wei was speechless, what tribe could be wealthy enough to rely on teleportation arrays to transmit all news? Some daily messages didn't rely on birds or talismans or the like?

"You really can't eat it?" Seeing that Shi Wei didn't answer, Mu Sen led the words to the communication sparrow again.

Shi Wei shook his head firmly, "I really can't eat it!"

Mu Sen was a little disappointed, but his eyes lit up in an instant, "Then can you eat these flowers?"

"Huh?"

"I'm going to make some flower cakes out of these flowers. ”

......

Shi Wei left a sentence of 'Little Ancestor, you have something to summon me again' and left, the background was a little gloomy, he felt that Shi'er Ancestor was wise, but he was confused in this matter.

This is amazingly poisonous.

After Shi Wei left, Mu Sen pushed open the door and entered the room, then laid down the barrier and sat on the bed in contemplation. This first level is over, what to do next.

It was to take advantage of the half year to rush to the territory of the Terran Race, and then ask the Mahayana of the Terran to take action to unlock the teleportation array planted by Shier. Or do you want to consolidate your cultivation and break through wholeheartedly, and wait for half a year to fight with the players of the demon clan?

After thinking about it, his complexion changed countless times, and Mu Sen decided to choose the second option. In fact, when he asked Shier for the details of the battle before leaving the Holy Mountain, Mu Sen almost made a decision, and this time thinking about it was just to confirm it.

The first path is difficult to work, not to mention whether you can rush to the territory of the human race in half a year, even if you can get there, whether you can find the Mahayana or not is still two different things. Okay, even if there is a Mahayana attack, can the Mahayana make a move guarantee to lift the teleportation array planted by Shi'er?

Determined to live, Mu Sen waved his hand, and Qizhai appeared.

"In half a year, I hope that someone of you can break through the merger!" Mu Sen looked at Qizhai and said.

Now the average cultivation of the beggar army is in the late Yuan infant period, and the half-step combination is nearly thirty. However, there is no one, after all, the soldiers of the beggar army do not have Shier's personal training.

"No problem!" Qizhai assured.

"Okay, then catch and roast those communication finches for me first. Mu Sen waved his hand and ordered.

At the same time as giving the order, Mu Sen waved his hand again, and the entire beggar army appeared. So many people suddenly popped out of the narrow room, and the door was directly broken, and the courtyard was full.

"Catch those communication sparrows!" Seeing many soldiers coming out, several communication finches spread their wings and were about to fly, Qizhai shouted.

The begging soldiers, who had not yet figured out where they were, pounced on the many communication sparrows like hungry tigers. How strong is the beggar soldier's cultivation now?

Poor communication finches have no ability to resist at all.

"Squeak!" the door of the small courtyard was pushed open, and Shi Wei walked in.

He was stunned when he saw the many black-armored beggar soldiers, and then his spiritual power soared, and then he shouted, "Enemy attack!"

However, what made him tremble was that the sound of his outbursting was not uttered in the slightest, and was all extinguished by a special energy. His complexion changed drastically, and he was ready to burn his essence and blood desperately.

But at this moment, Mu Sen came out of the room that had been squeezed through the doors and windows, and he shouted at Shi Wei, "What are you going to do?"

Shi Wei didn't quite understand the relationship between Mu Sen and the beggar soldier for a while, and the fear in his eyes became more and more obvious.

"I said, why don't you knock when you enter the door, do you still know the most basic etiquette?" Seeing that Shi Wei didn't speak, Mu Sen's face was not good, "And is it just that you treat the little ancestor with this attitude?"

The light in Shi Wei's eyes flickered a few times, and then he said in a tone full of guard, "Little Ancestor, who are they?"

"Oh, they, my slaves. Mu Sen said.

"Slave soldiers?" Shi Wei's surprised voice rose several degrees. He looked at Qizhai and the others, and shouted wildly in his heart. How did you tame such a slave?!

This is a group of primordial infant human race! There are also dozens of people who emit a breath that faintly touches the threshold of merger! Such a human race will be tamed?

Seeing Shi Wei's eyes, Mu Sen knew what he was thinking, "Hmph, the personality charm of the little ancestor, the posture of the king, and can you understand it?" I'm not afraid to tell you, these slave soldiers are all willing to throw themselves under my door for me to drive." ”

Can't you? Little Ancestor, with your character, there are still Terrans willing to follow? How blind should they be?

"Qizhai, tell him if you are my slaves?" Mu Sen glanced at Qizhai with slanted eyes.

"I am willing to go to the soup for the governor. Qizhai said respectfully.

"Who, Qiancheng, you say. ”

"The result of the Governor's gaze is where our glory lies. ”

......

Mu Sen stretched out his hands and looked at Shi Wei with the gaze that you should believe now.

Shi Wei began to run in his heart, and the few named by Mu Sen were all half-step combinations, and from the momentum exuded from them, it could be felt that these half-step combinations were even more powerful than themselves. Day, such a person is willing to be a slave, this world is still not the world I know?