Mu Sen, who was determined to be dashing that night, cried a mess, he originally thought he was a strong person, but when he saw Ya's tears falling down, he couldn't help crying. Sometimes you only understand the pain of parting until you have experienced it.

In fact, when he was on Earth, he did not understand why the ancient poets wrote a lot of sad farewell poems. Isn't it just a farewell to a friend? I didn't even go out of the country, at best, I counted out a province, and the result was like saying goodbye. But now Mu Sen deeply understands the feelings of those poets, and what they are sad about is not the distance, but the worry, longing, and even life and death caused by the distance.

They weren't like the modern era when convenient transportation was just a matter of walking, chat tools made real-time meetings a reality, and advanced medical care made life and death less fragile. But in their time, sending you a farewell almost always means goodbye.

Although Mu Sen left with the caravan this time, the caravan died in the process of each journey, and some unlucky caravans were even wiped out. So under the influence of Ya's emotions, Mu Sen quickly cried.

Alas, it wasn't a happy farewell dinner. In the end, Mu Xiao interrupted Ya and Mu Sen's hug with red eyes and cried.

In short, the scene at that time was more sad and sad. How sad can you be, just like the boundless tears flowing at the moment.

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This morning's deadwood tribe seemed to be full of life, the sound of birds flying from the sky, and the faint roar of fierce beasts in the depths of the wilderness, after a night of silence, the tribe broke out into an unparalleled noise at this moment, and almost all the clansmen gathered in the martial arts arena.

"Xiao Sen, play the majesty of our Deadwood Tribe!"

"Xiao Sen, whoever doesn't accept it will beat him up when the time comes!"

"Komori, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

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The people of the entire tribe are cheering around Mu Sen, they are like chicken blood, and they are full of enthusiasm and expectation.

Mu Sen, who was bombarded in turns, had convulsions all over his face, and it turned out that his face would cramp if he smiled too much. But in the face of everyone's expectations and enthusiasm, a smiling face is still necessary. At this time, pretending to be cold must have no friends.

"Mu Sen, when you come back, we will fight again, and we will definitely beat you down when the time comes!"

"Mu Sen, don't die outside. ”

Hearing Mu Zhao and Mu Ning's words, Mu Sen snorted coldly, if you don't have friends, you can be friends.

"Komori, come on!"

You see, this is the realm. It's the same Iron Triangle, so you can't learn from the wood?

......

"Brother Luo, I'll trouble you this time. At this time, Mu Kui was talking to a man in his thirties, he was thin but full of leanness, especially a pair of eyes that were exposed.

This man's name is Luo Zhen, and he is the leader of Luo Zhen's caravan. He is a merchant in Qingyang City, and every year he organizes a large number of goods to be sold around Qingyang City, and the Deadwood Tribe is the end point of each of his business, and he has become friends with Mu Kui for more than ten years.

"No problem, wrap it up on me. Luo Zhen slapped his chest and agreed to Mu Kui's request.

Mu Sen glanced over as he spread his smile all around. He didn't understand a little, did all the barbarian businessmen work part-time, and why did this uncle look so much like a warrior?

This is the sorrow of the merchants, they need to run around, fight with the sky, fight with the earth, fight with fierce beasts, and even fight with the hundred tribes, how can they do without a few brushes?

"Komori, come here. ”

"Uncle Mu Kui, what's wrong?" Mu Sen, who was pretending to be the White Lotus of the Holy Mother, heard Mu Kui's shout and walked over quickly.

"It's called Uncle Luo. Mu Kui pointed at Luo Zhen and said to Mu Sen.

"Uncle Luo. In other words, in front of outsiders, Mu Sen is still a very polite and good child.

"Xiao Sen, right? Follow Uncle Luo for a while, and I will definitely send you to Qingyang City safely. Luo Zhen said heroically while patting Mu Sen on the shoulder.

Mu Sen looked at Mu Kui with a little sadness, Chief, isn't our Zhen Clan's stunt really 100% hard to pat on the shoulder? Now even your friends can......

Mu Kui didn't get the point of Mu Sen at all, and he was now ready to make an oath to go out, after all, this was a major event that had not happened to the Deadwood Tribe for hundreds of years.

"Today is the day when Komori goes to take the entrance exam for Seiyo Academy, and from this moment on, he is no longer the playful, lazy, and often bizarre rabbit cub who often pops up with strange ideas. He will carry our dreams and hopes, carry the weight forward, and he is about to step into the bloody storm outside. ”

As Mu Kui's calm and firm voice sounded, the originally bustling crowd slowly quieted down, and they listened attentively to the leader's speech.

"However, I have full confidence in him, he is the greatest genius of our Deadwood Tribe in hundreds of years. I believe that he can overcome all the bumps, break through all obstacles, and fight his way through the dense thorns. True warriors are fearless!

Mu Kui's voice gradually became fierce, and finally he hit his left chest with his right hand, his eyes solemn.

"To our little warriors!" the crowd shouted and struck his left chest with his right hand. It is a tribal tradition to send warriors out on the march with the most sincere respect.

"I'm not used to it!" Mu Sen muttered in a low voice with red eyes, how can you let me escape from the battle like this......

It's a shame that everyone doesn't know what Mu Sen is thinking, otherwise he will definitely become the first person to be beaten to death by the group at the expedition meeting.

The hardest thing in life is parting, after accepting everyone's greetings, Mu Sen hugged Ya with tears on his face, and then turned his head to leave.

Ya covered her mouth to keep herself from crying, she knew she couldn't stop her son, this was the way he had to go.

"Brother Luo, please!" Before the caravan left, Mu Kui couldn't help but say to Luo Zhen again.

"Don't worry, I will definitely send him to Qingyang City well. Luo Zhen patted his chest again and promised. Just kidding, my old friend has asked me for this favor for more than ten years, and I must have given it a good idea.

"Let's go!" Luo Zhen gave Mu Kui a look of 'you can rest assured that I will do something', and then urged the caravan to set off. There were not many people in the caravan, only twenty or thirty people, but each of them was a good hand, and there were three of them in the foundation building period alone. Also, after a long journey, how can you do it without a few towns?

In fact, the Luo Zhen caravan was only a small caravan, and the route was relatively fixed, and there were not many types of goods sold. You must know that some big caravans have done business in the depths of the wilderness, even the frontier of the hundred tribes.

Under the concerned gaze of everyone, Mu Sen and Luo Zhen's caravan gradually disappeared from view. 'Come on. Countless people thought to themselves.

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Mu Sen and his party walked carefully in the wilderness, although they had not yet gone out of the traditional hunting range of the tribe, but everyone did not dare to be careless. There is no real security in the wilderness unless you are strong enough.

"Roar!"

Sure enough, a ferocious beast with four hooves covered in flames proved the truth of this statement. It first tried to kill everyone in all directions, but was killed by one of the archers in the team. Well, the first half of the sentence and the second half of the sentence are verified, very strong.