"Qingxin Lian?" The man seemed to remember something when he heard the name, so he struggled again: "I vaguely heard the guard say that the Qingxin Lian is in the east camp. However, because of the fire just now, almost all of them were destroyed, and only two were left. ”

"What!fire merge?" Ouyang Wu had the courage to hear this, he could no longer be calm, and asked urgently: "With whom did the fire merge? What is the situation? Is there really only two Qingxin Lotus left?"

This dying man is, of course, Gou Liang. In the face of Ouyang Wuda's continuous questioning, Gou Liang conveyed the information to him in 1510 according to the words of the lying immortal before.

Ouyang had no courage to listen, and was pleasantly surprised, and suspected that it was in a dream.

"Hahahaha... God! I really have your blessing, the day when my chrysanthemum clan dominated the grassland has finally come!hahahaha..."

Ouyang had no guts and laughed like crazy.

"Patriarch, just in case there is fraud!" Ouyang Wudale was heartily expressing his heart, but he was interrupted by not saying a word.

"You're so stupid, are you so cheating? Get out~"

"Ah~"

Without advancing or retreating, he was kicked by Ouyang Wugut and lost his trace.

"Please... Please save my sister, sister... Sister..."Gou Liang slowly lost his breath in the midst of a mournful call.

"Damn, I died before I could finish my sentence. Who cares if your sister lives or dies, but I've got all the news I wanted. ”

Ouyang had no courage to look in the direction of the Lost Clan, and said with a gloomy smile: "Old Ge Ding, God will not destroy my Ju Clan." At the critical moment, he let this person escape and sent me such critical information.

I'll give you a taste of being attacked. Fool, where are you going to die?Quickly organize men and horses to follow me to attack the eastern camp of the Lost Clan. ”

"I'm coming!" "I didn't know where to go, and said, "Patriarch, this is a human body, and he is still a monk. I haven't eaten human flesh for a long time, so it's better ~"

"Damn~ When are you still thinking about eating. He died of poisonous poison in the ghosts, and you will eat it if you are not afraid of death. ”

"Uh~ This..."

"We're going to have an endless amount of lamb to eat, and you can't give up a human. ”

"But the patriarch..."

"Get out ~ go and give the order. ”

"Ah~ yes!"

In the grass not far from Gou Liang's body, a shrub was quietly gazing at the good brother who had passed away. Helplessness and grief are like a sharp knife, stabbing his heart one by one.

At this moment, Yu Mu felt powerless and weak. Although he has been fighting hard and has never stopped, there are always insurmountable mountains in front of him.

Is this the meaning of monasticism, endless? Bravely climb the peak?

Where is the end...

Yu Mu was confused.

After Ouyang had no courage to leave, Yu Mu collected Gou Liang's body and placed it in the River Styx to preserve eternity. Subsequently, he and Brother Yan followed closely behind the Juju clan and headed in the direction of the Lost Clan.

The Juju tribe is indeed a race that is good at hunting, especially in this vast grassland, they are like ghosts, walking through the grass. If it weren't for Yu Mu following closely, it would have been difficult to find their traces.

Moreover, it is obvious that the Juju clan also has its own secret path for surprise attacks.

A path full of swamps and high weeds, very secluded. The warriors of the Ju tribe ran silently, skillfully avoiding the guards along the way, and went straight into the territory of the Lost Clan.

In the early morning, the sun is rising, but the sun is shining but a thick fog rises from the sky, enveloping the entire grassland in it, but the visibility is even more blurred than at night. This made it more convenient for Yu Mu and the others to follow, and also doubled the effect of the surprise attack of the Ju Clan.

As he went, suddenly, a faint smell of smoke entered Yu Mu's mouth and nose.

It's here!

Yu Mu's nerves began to become excited.

"Kill~"

With Ouyang Wuda's screaming roar, the battle of surprise attacks officially began...

At the place where Gou Liang fell, the seven princes of the sheep and his party appeared in the grass. The old fellow's legs were wide open, at an angle of ninety degrees, and he was half-lying on the backs of two incarnated people.

One person led the big dog, sniffed it in the place where Gou Liang was lying, and one person and one dog exchanged again, and then the man came to Yang Qigong.

"Patriarch, the thieves have been here, but..."

"But what?"

"But the guardian is here, and he also smells the smell of Ouyang's old thief. ”

"What!"

Yang Qigong jumped up with a whoosh as if he had a nail in his buttocks. But then he screamed and sat back.

The old guy was sweating profusely, his hands were pressed under his crotch, but he didn't have time to care about his pain, and asked urgently, "Are there any traces of their fighting?"

"Patriarch, your old injuries are not over, please take care of your health. Wait..."The dog handler looked concerned, and stepped forward to help him as he spoke.

Syllable~

Who knew that it ushered in a resounding slap in the face.

"Idiot, let me ask you if you have ever found any signs of a fight at the scene, answer me quickly. Yang Qigong roared in an almost roaring tone.

The guy who patted the horse's hooves on the horse's hooves said aggrievedly while covering his face: "No, except for a few people's footprints, nothing was left." ”

"What!" Yang Qigong's face was dead, he sat down on the sheep's back, and his hands that pressed the wound relaxed.

"Could it be that they have turned their hostility into a jade silk and formed an alliance? There is a deep blood feud between them, how can they cooperate again?"

Yang Qigong seemed to be talking to himself and seemed to be asking. The dog puller didn't answer, and he didn't answer, but at this time, a guy with no eyesight stepped forward and said: "Patriarch, the wound of your yang * root has not healed, and this is the territory of the Ju tribe, what is the matter, let's go back..."

This is really a pot that can't be opened~

"Roll~"

"Ah~"

This time, it wasn't the eyeless classmate who screamed.

Halfway through the seven male feet, he couldn't help but let out a miserable scream. The old guy pressed his hands on the wound again, stared at the eyeless with a murderous gaze, and said: "You damn fool! Right now, the Ju Raider clan has an advantage over us, and if Yu Mu unites with it, our clan will be in danger~"

"Patriarch, this is impossible, right?" The lack of eyesight completely ignored Yang Qigong's own pain, and said as if he was nothing: "Not to mention that the Ju Raider attacked too much Mu and his gang, that is, Yu Mu stole the Qingxin Lotus, and it is impossible for the Ju Raider to turn enemies into friends with them." ”

"Hmph~ You know a fart! Let me ask you, what if Yu Mu took the initiative to send Qingxin Lotus this time and asked to join forces?"

"Uh~ this can't be, right? between them..."

"No! you can't say anything to unite them. This time, he didn't wait for his eyes to finish speaking, and then struggled and said: "Help me up, while their alliance is not stable, we must separate them." ”

Blind and ignorant of Yang Qigong's outstretched hand, he also turned a deaf ear to his painful attempt to struggle to get up. However, the doubts came very timely: "Patriarch, it's not me who grows up the ambition of others and destroys my own prestige." Just a few of us, what can we do in other people's territory?"

"Shut up! You... You—" Yang Qigong's lungs were about to be blown up: "You idiot! As long as we send Guardians to raid the enemy camp, we will definitely make them suspicious of each other. The matter of the alliance was naturally resolved. ”

"Patriarch's clever plan!" exclaimed without eyesight.

If Yu Mu was here, I'm afraid he would make the same expression. The old thief had a vicious plan, and if things turned out to be as he expected, I am afraid that the result would really turn out to be his prophecy.

Second-hand has already appeared when he first met the Juju Clan. If the Juju tribe is really attacked by the second hand, I am afraid that no matter what Yu Mu explains, it will inevitably lead to a crisis of confidence between the two sides.

At that time, even if the alliance does not dissolve, I am afraid that there will be suspicion, and even if it turns against each other, it may become an enemy.

"Help me up..."

"Shh~"

Yang Qigong stretched out his hand twice, but he didn't want to, but he was still rejected without eyesight. Yang Qigong was furious, and was about to slash this guy who had been stabbed with a thousand knives with one palm, but when he saw that he had no eyesight, he compared his fingers to his lips and made a silent action.

No matter how good the Yang Qigong is, he can't bear it anymore. Seeing that he raised his palm and was about to fall, he saw that he had no eyesight and took the initiative to stretch his head over and said, "Patriarch, what sound do you hear?"

"Huh~?" Yang Qigong, who asked this, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but listen to him attentively.

After a while, Yang Qigong slowly shook his head and said, "No, what did you hear?"

Yang Qigong knew that although this guy was stupid, he had a special skill, which was to listen to the sound for thousands of miles, so he endured it and didn't kill him.

Eyeless nodded, and pretended to be deep: "Well, it's the sound of fighting in our clan." ”

"What!"

Syllable~

"Damn fools! The elite of our clan is exhausted, and they are all chasing and killing Yu Mu, and now the clan is empty. Such an important matter, you actually play dumb riddles with me? Die~"

Yes~

Yes~

Two screams rang out at the same time.

......

Camp Lost East.

Looking at the Lost Tribesmen who had been slaughtered, Ouyang Wudao couldn't help but wonder with a puzzled face: "Something is wrong with the situation! Why is there only this guard here? Where have all the elites of the Lost Tribes gone, why is Old Ge Ding not here?"

Ouyang Wudang himself muttered to himself, but as soon as his words fell, there was already one more person beside him: "I'll just say to prevent fraud!" Patriarch, loyal to the ear, I think we should withdraw quickly, so as not to fall into the scheme." ”

"There's a!" Ouyang Wudale glanced at the guy who didn't know how to advance or retreat, and said, "The situation here is obviously the same as what the dead man said. Don't you see that these dead people are all seedlings? Old Ge Ding is willing to use his ghost anesthetic seeds to deceive them?"

"But where have all the Lost Clan's elites gone..."

Before this guy could finish speaking, a Lost Clan warrior hurriedly came and said, "Report ~ Patriarch." Figures of the Lost Tribesmen were found everywhere, and they were all rushing here for reinforcements. ”

"What! how could this be?" Ouyang had no courage to look suspicious, and couldn't help but bow his head and ponder.

After half a sound, he muttered: "This situation shows that it is obvious that they have gone out for something." But what could have happened to the clan that would have allowed them to do this?"