The man heard Nagu's words, and his eyes kept rolling, but the scimitar in his hand was still not put down, and he was talking to Nagu word by word. I listened to them talking, and from time to time my eyes glanced behind the man.

The people of the Miluo clan who came here are all strong people, even if they are covered with thick bone armor, they can't hide the bulging muscles and muscles on their bodies, although their size and cloak are similar to the people of the wolf clan, but looking at it this way, they are much more fierce than the people of the wolf clan next to me. And with this momentum alone, it has overwhelmed a group of people on our side, and I can already clearly feel the uneasiness in the hearts of the Sky Wolf clan people around me. The Heavenly Wolf Clan did submit to the Great Song Dynasty, and they also had the qualifications to compete with the Miluo Clan, but when they really faced a group of Miluo Clansmen, they were still afraid.

But Nagu is much calmer, although this wizard of the Sky Wolf Clan is not amazing, after getting along with him in the past few days, I have also found that this person's conversation is extraordinary, and even in him, I see an unyielding temper. The witchcraft in the Western Regions is unpredictable, if the Heavenly Wolf Clan moves to the Great Song Dynasty, then Gu has been exposed to more Central Plains medical Tao, and maybe he will become a powerful healer in the future.

I was looking at it, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of a cold light out of the corner of my eye, and when I looked up, I saw that on the far left side of the group of people from the Miro tribe, the python ghost boy was hiding behind a black tree and looking at me. Its eyes are long on the sides of its head, and it can't look at it squarely, so it can only tilt its head and look with one eye, and if I hadn't known it beforehand, I'm afraid I'd be mistaken for someone peeping again. As if sensing my gaze, it turned its head sideways and disappeared behind the tree.

This ghost boy is not simple.

I knew it when I fought it.

But I can't find anything about it that is not simple, and I always feel that it is not a ghost boy, but more like a person.

Nagu and the man didn't talk for long, and when their conversation was over, the scimitar in the man's hand was finally put down, and after standing there and thinking for a moment, he beckoned to Nagu and turned around and walked towards the depths of the black forest, and the row of Miro men standing behind him quickly got out of the way.

The ancient seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and when he turned around and waved us forward, he nodded at me imperceptibly.

It seems that the men of the Namiro tribe have already agreed to our visit. As soon as we walked past, the group of Miro tribesmen immediately divided into two rows, and sandwiched us in the middle, and what Nagu said to the man, these people knew that we were coming, but their vigilance did not diminish in the slightest. I looked under the tree, and the python was gone, and I didn't know where it had gone.

The man took a path and led us deep into the black forest. The forest was dark, and the further we went, the denser the black trees became, and even though there were many torches around us, they could not illuminate much of the ground. In the faint moonlight leaking from the branches, these black trees standing quietly were like tentacle monsters, supporting the crooked black branches that were indescribably gloomy.

After a mile of walking, we descended a steep slope out of the black forest and came to a rather wide river at the foot of the mountain. I don't know how deep the river is, but the sound of the flow in the mountains is very small, and there is a ropeway on the river that leads to the side of a low mountain on the opposite side.

Looking at this cableway, I couldn't help but think of Youyun Villa and Cheng Fuhai and others, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

I still have to go to the Kunlun faction. That was when I promised Fu Hai to help him refine the antidote to the poison, and I have never forgotten it. It's just that, how should I face Cheng Fuhai? When I let He Yanqiu go in the Two Wolf Mountain, he and Tian Yichang tried their best to say good for me, so that I was spared the entanglement of the righteous path, and this time I helped Changshengtang escape from the Shenlong Cave, will Cheng Fuhai intercede for me? Even if he is willing, I am afraid that the people of the Seven Great Sects are not willing, the antidote to poison may be important, but in the eyes of their righteous path, the relationship between the righteous and the demon is the most important, and my going to the Kunlun faction is tantamount to throwing myself into the net, maybe the Huoxin Dao people will lock me up in the punishment table like Li Yanzong.

It's really ridiculous, and I only blame myself for taking this step, and in retrospect, even I don't know whether it's right or wrong, and there is always an unspeakable bitterness in my heart.

Passing through the ropeway, when we went around the low mountain to the other side of the mountain, what appeared in front of us was a group of towering and steep mountains, the night was hazy, and we couldn't see what was on these mountains, but the road was a strange shape of the mountain shadow, like a big rocky tooth dance, and like a dragon and tiger in a list of deformed rocks, a group of forests. At the end of the distance, there is a towering mountain, which from a distance almost touches the stars in the sky, and among the many strange peaks around, it is also the most eye-catching. There are lights in the mountains, and they seem to flicker in the wind.

We followed the leader all the way, and no one spoke all the way.

The trail is quite flat, and the further you go, the colder the air gets, and the more people are walking. After walking through several mountains, there are already people watching the hidden places in the mountains to patrol, and there are people walking back and forth on the top of the mountains on both sides. The Sirius Clan will also send people to patrol at night, but compared to the Miluo Clan, the Sentinel in the Celestial Wolf Clan's village is much dwarfed by the Miluo Clan's dark piles in the surrounding mountains.

After a long journey, we came to the foot of this high mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there is a chaotic stone wall, and it is not the main gate of the Miluo tribe to come here, and the low wall is crooked and twisted, not as high as the waist.

There were five Miro guards by the stone wall, and when they saw us coming, the five of them stood up straight, and the man who brought us here pointed to a thin Miro and said a few words, and the little man didn't say anything when he heard the words, but hurriedly looked at us and hurriedly climbed over the stone wall and ran towards the mountain.

Perhaps he had gone to inform Abigail, the chief of the Miro tribe, but the man did not say anything more, and led us over the stone wall.

Most of the trees on this mountain are also bare, and now that winter has passed, it stands to reason that the trees on the mountain should grow new shoots at the earliest, but all the way up the mountain, I didn't see any trees with greenery, probably because the sky was too mixed to see very clearly. Walking on the mountain, I could already hear the faint sound of laughter, which came from the other side of the mountain, and it was where we were going.

Walking around the mountains, and walking many mountain roads, the joy in my ears suddenly burst into flames like a sudden rainstorm, and across a sparse pine forest, I saw an open clearing, where a bonfire was in full swing, and many figures were dancing strangely around the bonfire. But before I could take a closer look, the man in front of us turned a corner and led us to a stone courtyard.

There is an open-air stone hall standing in the stone courtyard, I don't know how many years this stone hall has been built, the stone pillars can clearly see the traces of bad deeds and wind and rain, and the big stone on the top also seems to be precarious.

Compared to the noise of the open field in front of it, it was much quieter, and there was a bonfire in the center of the stone hall, and twenty or thirty sturdy men with flower faces kneeling around it. At this time, a middle-aged man with a bare upper body with two bone knives in his hands, was fighting back and forth with two men with muscles and muscles on his body.

As soon as we arrived at the stone hall, the man who led us and the other people who had escorted us here knelt down before him and shouted loudly, with a look of respect on their faces. And Nagu, who was standing in front of us, bent deeply towards the man, and although he did not bow down, he had a look of flattery on his face. We also bowed.

Abigail is also very strong, born with a tiger's back and a wolf's waist, and his face is the same as that of the patriarch of the Sky Wolf Clan, Liangmu, and he has not applied too much paint, but he has a face with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The two bone knives he held in his hands were polished and shiny, almost transparent, and the style was a bit similar to the big knife used by the yamen to catch quickly, except that it was much narrower than the big knife, and the head of the knife was more curved.

Our arrival did not attract the attention of the people in the temple, and Abigail did not seem to have any intention of greeting us. I looked up slightly, and I heard Abigail snap a snort, his legs lunging, his arms slashing and slashing at a man.

People who are accustomed to double knives should not only be stable, but also flexible, and can keep up with the strength of their arms in order to dance a good knife technique, which is also the basic essentials of making a sword, but the double knife is much more exquisite. Abigail's move, I was a little stunned, his footwork was not meritorious, but the two bone knives in his hand were waved as soon as they waved, and they were faintly energetic, dancing in layers and layers, without any hindrance, but they showed a good knife technique.

The two men who were entangled with him were also burly, and the man who was facing Abigail was holding a thick prismatic nail rod in his hand, and when he saw Abigail's double knife, the nail stick hurriedly went sideways, and with a "ding" sound, the bone knife in Abigail's left hand was picked up by the man, but before the man moved, he heard a "snap", and Abigail's right hand bone knife had been slapped horizontally on the man's left face. The bone knife in his hand was not wide, but it was like a slap in the face like a slap in the face, and the man's face was swollen with a large piece, and the person didn't stand firm for a moment, and fell to the ground to one side.

If the bone knife in Abigail's right hand was slashed straight over just now, then the man would have already moved half of his head at this time, right? I'm a little curious, he can turn the blade around in an instant, which shows that the knife skills are exquisite, but I didn't expect that the patriarch of the Miro clan would have two more hits.

At this time, Abigail's double knives were still in front of him, his feet were castrated and his body was unstable, and another unkempt man holding a bone spear let out a deep sigh, his footsteps were staggered, and the bone spear stabbed Abigail in the back with a roar.

This bone spear came like lightning, and it would not have stabbed with such a sound without a little force in his hand, and once it stabbed Abigail, it would definitely stab him in the back. I couldn't help but be surprised, could they be so ruthless in their use of force?