Suddenly approached the wilderness and entered the haze of fire, let Zhuo Niang wander beside him, and was shocked to hear that the defeat was ten miles away, and he was afraid that there would be obstacles that could not be removed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wentu was once again confused, and hurriedly asked, "Do you know where the Great Patriarch is now?"

"The old patriarch would rather fight to the death, and has been beheaded by the people of the Eastern Soil Clan. ”

"Ahh......h

How can you not worry?!

The woman next to her is the daughter-in-law of the big tribe, at this moment Zhuo Jiazhuang people go to the village empty, the big tribe is no longer there, the eldest son is dead, how to get rid of this woman? No one in the world proves that Zhuo Ji is someone else's wife, and he leaves without any reason, here is a rebellious abandonment of his wife; no matter how to explain, it is impossible to convince Zhuo Ji, how can there be a naked airborne bedside talk?

Carrying Zhuo Ji was indeed a helpless move at first, but later Wentu was glad that he didn't leave Zhuo Ji behind!

"Do you belong to the big clan?" Ventu asked the shopkeeper again.

The shopkeeper shook his head and said: "We are just a small tribe, named Tumu, hundreds of families, dozens of clansmen, no one has always cared, so there is little chaos." ”

Wentu learned that the Tumu patriarch surnamed Jing was already in his sixtieth year, and he was old and loyal, and the Dongtu tribe was becoming stronger and stronger, constantly devouring the surrounding tribes, and had the potential to be the overlord of the Eastern Realm.

Under the guidance of the shopkeeper, Wentu and the two saw the Jing patriarch, and the old man didn't say a word, so he settled down and acted as a miscellaneous member in the clan department, which can be regarded as having a place to live, a small grass house, a bedroom and a kitchen, which is very simple.

"Zhuo Ji, now that the big clan no longer exists, I am no longer a son, and it will be very hard for me to follow me in the future, so it is better for you to find a good family, so as not to be frightened every day. Wentu suddenly felt that he was not worthy of Zhuo Ji.

Zhuo Ji smiled calmly, turned around and began to pick up the small house, and said in her mouth: "As a woman, how can you dislike the poor and love the rich, the poor are also husband and wife, and the rich are also husband and wife, you and I have both the name of husband and wife, and the reality of husband and wife, the husband lives and I live, and the husband dies and I die, and it is strange that I will not be punished if I marry again." ”

Wentu was shocked, I didn't expect that the son had no fate, and he lay in love with Zhuo Ji overnight, and he was a husband and wife, presumably he was not a person in temperament, or a prodigal, but he thought that the dying words should be the former. In this way, the son is also pitiful, but the Spring Festival caused a fire at the moment, and he died before he could see the appearance of his wife.

But the problems came one after another, Zhuo Ji was a mouthful, and naturally wanted the two of them to lie together, one warm and two sweet, but Wentu must not be like this, one is not allowed to have Fu Rou and the other is not allowed, he is a shuttle master, how can he spoil a woman in another world! So, he made a wooden bed and lived in the kitchen, and he wanted to appease Zhuo Ji not to think too much, and he really began to suffer from the miserable days.

There is clear water in the turbid pool, and a month has passed in the dark, and Wentu has been looking around for Fu Rou's whereabouts, but it is like a vast peak looking for grass, and there is no news, and the small tribe is inviting trouble!

One day, the people ran to the market, shouting incessantly, as if something had happened to the patriarch.

Wentu hurriedly put down his work and rushed to the market, and set aside everyone to find that the gaffe was serious! The Jing patriarch was tied to a wooden pillar by Wuhuada, and several strong men next to him brandished long knives and shouted: "The patriarch of the Yamato tribe has an order, Tumu is on the verge of a foreign race in the east, and it is a place that must pass through to commit ...... Yamato, from now on, Tumu belongs to Yamato, and those who resist the order will be beheaded! Old patriarch, can you send a word

Jing Lao closed his eyes, his old face was not timid, and he said indifferently: "There are only more than a thousand people in our clan, whether you go south or the east and north, our clan will never stop you, as for making my clan belong to any party, the old man will not agree!"

As a matter of fact, Tumu is at the border of war, and either side will face slaughter!

Wentu suddenly realized that this place was just like the northern city of the Southern Dynasty, even if it was neutral, it would never be safe, and the clan soldiers would not be able to destroy the lives of the people, and it would be a matter of time before Tumu perished.

However, this Jing Lao is his benefactor after all, and he can't suffer in vain. Thinking about it, he couldn't hold back any longer, so he rushed forward to protect the old patriarch, and saluted to the Yamato people: "Please also go back and tell you, I will discuss it with Tumu, and I will definitely reply in a few days, I don't know ......"

When the Yamato soldiers saw the ignorant boy stepping forward, they were immediately dissatisfied, and shouted angrily: "What kind of goods are you, if you don't give an explanation today, kill your team leader on the spot!"

As soon as Wentu saw that the knife was profound, he had no skills, and he thought that he just had no magic skills in the Southern Kingdom, and there was no Fu Rou to assist, otherwise the two of us alone would be able to wipe out your Yamato Department in one day, but the body did not dare to slack off at all, and as soon as he closed the plate, he suddenly dodged behind the clan soldiers, and pressed down angrily with his hands to clasp the clan soldiers' throat knots!

The soldier of the clan whimpered in his mouth, his face turned purple, and the rest of the Yamato soldiers saw the change, and just wanted to rush forward but were stopped by the soldier waving his arm.

Wentu said loudly: "If you kill my patriarch today, more than 1,000 villagers will immediately swing their wipes to fight with you, even if you have all kinds ......of skills, you will also die here, then our clan has to take refuge in the east and turn against you, just a few days, my clan will definitely give your patriarch an answer, and it is better to think about it in the long run."

At this time, Zhuo Ji ran from afar, her arms drooped and flung violently, asking for more peasant women and more peasant women, watching her husband fall into the military formation, rushing up and slapping the controlled clan soldiers, and roaring angrily: "If anyone hurts my father-in-law, I will fight with you, do you know who he is, he is the son of a big clan!"

Wentu suddenly understood his identity, and immediately said to the clan soldiers in a deep voice: "My father was killed by the people of Dongtu earlier, the tribe does not exist, and he lives here, so he should belong to Yamato, and I hope that the head of the clan will be Tumu for a few days!"

The clan soldiers pondered, it was such a truth, one was that this kid had some status when he spoke, the second was that the big tribe was wiped out by Dongtu, and the third was rashly killed the patriarch, lest the people of Tumu work together to end badly, so he said fiercely: "At noon after three days, we will send someone to take over Tumu, and if there is resistance, we will destroy your Tumu on the spot!"

After speaking, he waved his hand again and led the clan soldiers away.

Wentu immediately loosened the ties to the patriarch, and the old patriarch complained deeply to Wentu: "How is this good, from it is also death, and if you don't obey, it is also death, even if you are allowed for a few days, what is the way?"

Run!

Wentu has no other way, seeing this kind of anarchic tribal conflict, the law of the jungle, how can he do it himself?

"Old patriarch, the land of Tumu is located at the junction of Yamato and Dongtu, no matter which side it belongs to, it will inevitably be invaded by foreign races, if I swear to die and do not become neutral, sooner or later this place will become a place of fighting, and the people will be suddenly persecuted, and now I can only flee from this place and find other land to survive......"

"Words of sin!" The old patriarch scolded angrily, and with a cold snort, the nose hair came out abruptly, "The land of Tumu has been a place for hundreds of years, and my people have never left half a step and fled, it is to carry the ancestors, it is better to die here, and also guard Tumu!"

To Wentu's astonishment, the surrounding villagers nodded one after another, it seems that no matter in this hasty old land or in the country of the new era, the concept that everyone's head can be thrown away and territory cannot be lost is deeply rooted.

"Old patriarch ......" Wentu was deeply embarrassed.

"You and Zhuo Ji violated the rules of heaven and made great rebellious words," the old patriarch was already furious, "Now drive out of the Tumu tribe, and never step into the Tumu again!"

Wentu suddenly realized that the task of this trip was impossible to complete, the people here had no rules at all, and they were very different from the real world, and they had been shuttling for more than a month, without any progress, where to find Fu Rou, where to find disasters, even if there were, there were no old gods here, and there was no support from the Northern and Southern Dynasties, I am afraid that I could not do anything.

In desperation, Wentu and Zhuo Ji were expelled.

"Xianggong, it's all my fault," Zhuo Ji felt deeply remorseful, and her face turned even redder with anger, "Since you and I became husband and wife, all things have changed, first there was a fire disaster, then there was the decline of the big clan, and now I am driven out of Tumu, I must be a disaster." ”

On the pile of stones outside the village, Wentu stared at Zhuo Ji with a guilty face, and thought to himself: Not only that, your husband has already died! Thinking about it like this, too, this woman is surrounded by disasters, and she can't help but gasp.

Zhuo Ji saw that Wentu seemed to admit this kind of rhetoric, and was sad, lowered his head and said: "I remember that the old man in the village said, the night I was born, there was also a fire, fortunately, it was daytime, the old owner led people to fight the fire desperately, and Zhuojiazhuang survived, but after a few years, my parents died of illness one after another, and the people in the village did not say it, I also knew that I was a bad thing, fortunately, everyone cared for me, otherwise I would have died!"

As soon as he heard the word death, Wentu immediately said: "It's just a coincidence, the sky is unpredictable, people think of things around them, as for the fire and the death of the big clan, they are all man-made, and have nothing to do with you. ”

Zhuo Ji heard that her husband did not blame herself, so she leaned her head on Wentu's shoulder, staring into the distance with her blank eyes, feeling that she had married the right person.

Wentu glanced at Zhuo Ji with a side face, whether it was a chance encounter or a fate, how to deal with this woman, and if a woman can't leave her in the long run, what can she do?

There is also Tumu Zhuang behind him, in case of a sudden change in Da and obscenity, there will be countless deaths and injuries in the village!

There is a big clan in the south, there are countless soldiers in the clan, and the momentum is unstoppable, Yamato is just bluffing, how can he have the ability to stop the Dongtu tribe from going north to clear and suppress the scattered tribes? Thinking of this, the mission once again defeats selfishness, I, Wentu, as a shuttle division, can't see death without rescue, see difficulties without hindrance, as for where Fu Rou is, I will definitely be able to find it in the future, thinking about standing up.

"Let's go, let's go to the Eastern Earth Tribe!" Ventu looked at the location of the big tribe, which was already the Eastern Earth Territory.

"Xianggong, do you want to take revenge? There are many soldiers in Dongtu, and there has been no opponent, and now there are only you and me...... Anyway, death is death, and Zhuo Ji will not stop him!", he said, his legs straight, his hands on his waist, and he looked righteous and awe-inspiring.

Wentu wants to laugh when he looks at it, this is a typical female man's image!

only thought that she was still young, but Wentu did not explain the reason, and took Zhuo Ji to the Dongtu tribe.

"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" the Dongtu soldiers stopped the two Wentu who wanted to enter the tent.

Without waiting for Wentu to speak, Zhuo Ji shouted loudly: "We are here to seek revenge! You people from the east have destroyed my big tribe, and you have come to ask for an explanation today!"