The spiritual vein is a kind of energy, and it is a very powerful energy, but unfortunately, there are very few people and races who can absorb this energy, and the method of extracting the spiritual vein is to kill the chicken and take the eggs, and generally no one will move the spiritual vein.

The Heroic Soul Race is the same as the Elven Race, a rare race that can draw spiritual veins.

Receiving the infusion of spiritual veins, Meng Xiang felt that the pain in his body was slowly suppressed.

The Immortal said it was the reaction of the black blood.

Haven't I already controlled the black blood?

Meng Xiang was puzzled.

When fighting with the demon avatar, he obviously relied on his strong will to forcibly tame the black blood.

But none of that matters at the moment.

Same as Ling Yueyue.

Ling Yueyue's life still has ten months left, and the Heroic Spirit Clan senses that Meng Xiang...

You only have half a year left to live!

Within half a year, if you can't find the opposite sex, you're dead!

Next is to go to the Totem Clan, and the Totem and Tianyi races, during the Second Ancient War, were hostile forces.

This memory can provide very important information.

So in any case, this memory is a must-see.

As the pain gradually became real, Meng Xiang re-entered the memory space.

......

"I'm back. ”

A greeting, just like last time, the clansmen poured over as if on a pilgrimage.

"I'm sorry guys, but I didn't find food during this exploration. ”

Meng Xiwang said apologetically.

But the tribesmen didn't seem to care.

The food and original reserves found yesterday are no problem after eating for more than ten days, and everyone is not particularly anxious about this.

In contrast, the people who followed Meng Xiwang back aroused their curiosity.

A pair of curious and cloudy eyes looked at the girl who was assisted by the cloak.

Nothing in the tribe could match her little pink face.

The appearance of the girl instantly redefined the tribe's concept of "clean".

"Hmm~" Facing a pair of curious eyes, the girl took a step back timidly, hid behind Meng Xiwang, pinched the corners of her clothes, and only exposed a quarter of her head.

"I'll go back to my room first. As usual, Xiao Xiao still explained indifferently, and without waiting for Meng Xiwang to reply, he went back to the room alone a little withdrawn.

It's just that before leaving, Meng Xiwang clearly saw that he glared at the Tianyi Clan fiercely with his spare eyes, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Patriarch, who is she?"

A pair of young three brothers ran out, led by the eldest curiously inquired about the girl of the Tianyi clan.

"Well, the woman brought back by the patriarch, it must be the patriarch's woman, boss, don't think about it. The second child patted his eldest brother on the head and pulled him back into the crowd.

"Well, I think the second one is right. The third child standing at the end hugged his chest and nodded.

Meng Xiwang's calm face was as cold as an iceberg.

Faced with the curiosity of his clansmen, he tried his best to restrain the panic in his heart.

She is of the Celestial Wing Clan.

If these five words are spoken, I'm afraid that more than half of these clansmen will be scared to commit suicide, right?

"This is what I picked up on the way back, there is a tribe in the east of the burial ground that was annihilated by the demons, I saw that the demons had left, so I went in and searched to see if there were any supplies, and I found her, she is a girl from the demon clan, a little cultivated, and I will go out to explore with me in the future. ”

Meng Xiwang worked hard to restrain the speed and intonation of his speech, and the perennial disguise made him familiar with restraint.

Hearing this, everyone was also in an uproar, and the curiosity in their eyes turned into sympathy.

Of course, Meng Xiwang pretended to be so similar, mainly because he didn't lie.

There was indeed a tribe in the east of the burial ground that was slaughtered by demons, but this was discovered a year ago, and because there was no valuable information and resources at that time, Meng Xiwang didn't say anything.

And the exploration teammates who knew about it were ordered to die by Meng Xiwang because they encountered a returning demon.

In this way, after hiding from all the clansmen, Meng Xiwang dismissed them all and arranged for the girl to enter his room.

"This is your place from now on. ”

Meng Xiwang said calmly, pointing to the room that was simple and narrow, but well-equipped.

The so-called facilities are just a stone table, a wooden chair with a missing corner, and a few dirty bowls.

Meng Xiwang gave her her room, and as the patriarch, her room was already the best in the tribe.

The girl came to the center of the room, and her eyebrows were stunned and became a figure-eight.

Obviously, the environment of the tribe is not what she imagined.

"Here... Where do you live?" she wiped a handful of grease from the table, her white fingertips instantly dirty.

Her beautiful face does not have the expectation when she came, but only the loss and surprise caused by the gap.

"This is my room, it's already the best room in our tribe?" Meng Xiwang said calmly.

The cold face made Meng Xiwang look as wooden as a robot.

In fact, Meng Xiwang has also become accustomed to this state.

"The best... room..."

The girl revisited the room and came to a conclusion.

In any case, such a room and the word good are absolutely irrelevant.

"Rest well, I'm in that room fifteen meters to the right of the door, you can find me if you have something. ”

After speaking, he opened the door and prepared to leave.

Before going out, Meng Xiwang glanced back.

The girl was slowly taking off her cloak, and her delicate figure instantly made the messy room glow.

It was beautiful, like the purest jade in the world.

It would be nice if she wasn't a Skywing Clan.

For some reason, looking at this girl who was as simple as a newborn baby, Meng Xiwang suddenly had this strange thought.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Meng Xiwang's gaze made him aware of it in an instant.

"No... It's nothing. Meng Xiwang felt his heartbeat speed a little, and hurriedly pushed the door and left.

Looking at the slowly closing door, the girl pursed her cherry-like mouth curiously, and murmured, "The Tianyi Clan... What is it?"

She was curious about the idea.

It just so happened that because this was Meng Xiwang's room, when she raised her head, she saw a few books in the small cabinet above.

It is said to be a cabinet, but in fact it is just a square pit dug in the stone wall.

Those books are all atlases of materials that Meng Xiwang has collected during his exploration in the past six years.

Curious, she took the book down, patted the sponge-like dust on it, and gently turned the first page.

......

Crash.

In the puddle, the warm dirty water washes the soles of the feet, and also washes away the fatigue caused by the day's worry.

There is such a puddle in everyone's room.

The water basin is a luxury that Meng Xiwang's tribe does not have.

By digging a pit in the stone floor, applying corpse oil, drying it, and pouring hot water into it, you can create a water storage container for washing your feet and face.

Because corpse oil cannot prevent the water from penetrating, it can only be delayed, so after washing, it can be completely left alone, and the water will seep into the stone after two hours.

This is also a little common sense to keep the most basic cleanliness in the world.

Soaking your feet may be the only happiness.

Although the water is very dirty, and sometimes there are some prickly bones and pebbles, this kind of thing is fine with habit and care.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, Meng Xiwang's eyes gradually became blank.

War.

Although I know that I can't do anything, as a creature, deep down, there will always be such an expectation.

When will this war end?

If I'm still alive after it's over, how should my life go?

Since birth, war has always existed, Meng Xiwang has never experienced peace, and has been surviving among demon-like minions since he was a child.

Clean water, fresh air, and exquisite food, these things are both unfamiliar to Meng Xiwang, and he is looking forward to them.

I wish the war would end and people would be able to get out of the cave.

Unconsciously, I felt that my eyes were a little moist.

Nineteen years old, these nineteen years of life, really tired, not physically tired, but mentally tired, what Meng Xiwang carries every minute and every second may be the sum of some people in peacetime.

He really didn't know how much longer he could hold out.

If this continues, the mind will break down before the body, right?

"Damn, why am I thinking about such an unrealistic thing again?"

He got up violently and slapped his face twice, trying to lift himself up.

Meng Xiwang picked up the cloth and prepared to wipe his feet and rest.

Wow.

A soft, slow and rapid knock on the door interrupted Meng Xiwang's intention to close his eyes.

"Come in, the door is unlocked. ”

Crunch...

Rotting wooden doors make a screeching sound that clogs pores.

And outside the door, it was the Tianyi Clan girl who was already crying.

"That's... I... I beg you to tell me that I... Am I really the Celestial Wing Clan?"

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