In the Yunhe tribe, it is no longer as quiet as before, although the sound of fighting on the battlefield cannot be heard here, but the smell of blood that spreads out makes these people's hearts full of resentment.

Wails came from within the Yunhe tribe, mostly from women, crying for their dead husbands, and some of their children who were crying for forgetfulness. Luke's wife was sobbing in the room, and on the wooden bed lay Luke, who had lost his left arm, and Luke looked solemn, closed his eyes, and did not comfort or sigh.

The patriarch listened to these wails, and he stood on the wooden platform, looking at the sky of wishes, as if he was staring at something, for a long time, for a long time......

Yunyan was still where Wan Lao was, helping Wan Lao take care of some things she could, and bandaging wounds was already so skilled that it was almost a moment's worth of kung fu for her.

Everyone had a complex heart in their hearts, and in this fierce battle that lasted for months, their eyes were darkened. It seems to have lost its former style. However, they still insisted, even if they were corpses one by one, they were carried back to the Yunhe tribe.

Even Wan Lao was the same, although he was constantly treating the wounded, the medicinal materials of the Yunhe tribe were gradually decreasing. On the way to this reduction, he saw with his own eyes that some of the warriors had died due to the shortage of medicinal materials. Seeing the wounded die, it was undoubtedly not a great blow to a person who was obsessed with elixir and medical skills.

On a mountain peak where the Yunhe tribe stands, a tombstone has been densely erected on it, and it has become a graveyard. At this moment some of the warriors were digging into the earth, and the hoe was digging into the soil as if it contained unspoken resentment in their hearts, and it was very powerful, until when they buried the dead warrior in the soil and left him in his homeland forever, they stood up, and sprinkled a lot of money paper with a solemn expression. These money papers, like the dead warriors, although they fluttered in the wind in their lives, in Zuihou, they finally fell in the area of the Yunhe tribe.

The continuous battle made them gradually feel tired, when the green in the Chiyan Peak gradually turned red, and there was a bleak wind in the mountains, and the wind came with a trace, mixed with the wolf smoke on the battlefield, autumn, quietly came.

Autumn should be the harvest season, and everyone from the tribe should have a happy smile on their faces, but in this autumn, in this harvest season, the people of the Yunhe tribe still look gloomy and seem to be a little sad.

Even the people who were harvesting rice in the field at that moment were in the same way, there was no joy on their faces, and even a little, when they were distracted, they accidentally cut their fingers with the sickle in their hands, obviously fused with this autumn, and seemed to dye the green trees in this red flame peak together with this autumn.

Yun Yan seemed to have thought of Bai Shi for a long time, until today, Wan Lao sighed and said, "At the beginning, that 'Hehesan' taught me to temper for Bai Shi, and now if Bai Shi is here, he will definitely have many ways to prevent these warriors from dying." ”

This words immediately touched Yun Yan's heart, causing her body to tremble, and the word Baishi echoed in her mind. However, what was left for her at this moment was more resentment, as if she was complaining about why Baishi was so ruthless, and chose to leave when the Yunhe tribe was in the most danger.

In a flash, the red flame peak, which resembles a mangrove forest, began to wither, and the leaves began to fall apart. It became bare in an instant, and at this moment, a cold wind blew in the sky, and in this cold wind, there were white snow.

This snow covered the Chiyan Peak, making the Chiyan Peak covered with a layer of silver-white quilt, looking from afar, like a snow-capped mountain, continuous.

The snow brought by winter seemed to cover the morale of those soldiers, so that in the last few days, they did not continue to fight, immersed in the warmth brought by the campfire, and looked very tired and a little sleepy.

Yunyan looked up at the snow in the sky, at this moment these fluttering white snow are like the dead warriors, although the life is scattered in the wind, but the soul is often around the Yunhe tribe, never abandoned.

There was unmelted snow on the patriarch's shoulders and even on his head, as if it was because his body had lost its heat and could not melt the snow, making his body look like a stone statue covered in snow at this moment.

In the Seven Evil Tribes, in the camp, a man wearing a mask slowly stood up, and countless crystals were piled up in front of him, and the aura in these crystals had been absorbed by him. His eyes were still indifferent, and he slowly walked out of the tent.

At this moment, a warrior with a fist in a bow was ushered in, and this warrior was wearing a thick armor that crackled as his body moved.

"It seems that on a day off, we should also take the initiative to ask the Yunhe tribe for some spars. ”

The masked man's words fell, and the man in armor immediately responded, nodded, and quickly left, then stood on a higher ground and blew the horn.

The sound of this horn alarmed the warriors of the Seven Evil tribes who were sleepy but ready to go on the battlefield to kill the enemy, so that their bodies were stunned one by one, and they quickly ran to the place where the horn sound came from.

At the same time, in the place where the warriors of the Yunhe tribe were stationed, they also seemed to hear the sound of the horn, which made them agitate in the garrison, and the sound made them more vigilant, and they were always ready to kill the enemy.

War can go on at any time!

Late at night, when these warriors of the Yunhe tribe seemed to be waiting for the war to come, they saw the night sky with stars, the stars in the night sky, if the fluttering snow, at this moment, even dazzling.

And when they looked at it at this moment, they saw that there were countless meteors in the sky, and these countless meteors crossed by, instantly illuminating this Chiyan Peak in darkness and alarming all the people stationed there.

"That's the sky. One of the warriors exclaimed.

This exclamation woke up the warriors who had been resting for a while, and made their sleeping eyes open suddenly, and they saw a strange scene at this moment, which made them stunned one by one. It's like seeing a meteor shower.

"How can it be so weird?" said a man who had just woken up from a deep slumber, his eyes open, his face twitching rapidly.

In an instant, the meteor shower suddenly filled the entire sky, like pillars of light shuttling through the night sky.

Not only the warriors of the Yunhe tribe saw this meteor shower, but even the people of the Seven Evil tribes also saw this strange scene, which completely attracted their attention, making them seem to have almost forgotten tomorrow at this moment, which is the time to declare war on the Yunhe tribe.

There were doubts in their eyes, and even under this doubt, there was a kind of uneasiness in their hearts, which was very inexplicable, so that they could not find the beginning and the end.

This agitation made the masked man in the tent walk out of the tent, look at the sky, stand with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes were no longer as indifferent as before, but showed doubts, like these soldiers, as if he was wondering why the scene that was happening at this moment was so weird.

Even the patriarch of the Yunhe tribe didn't know, he saw a scene in the sky, and when he saw the meteor shower in the sky that pierced the night sky like a pillar of light, his brows frowned, and at this moment, he saw the moon in the night sky, and at this moment, part of it was covered by something.

Yun Yan looked at these meteor showers, thinking about it, but her figure looked a little melancholy. As if I had thought of something, it was on a mountain peak, on a quiet night, when I was looking at the stars with another person.

Almost every tribesman who was in a state of panic all day long saw the meteor shower in the sky at this moment, and this strange scene surprised them, and when they were surprised, there was a peace in their hearts that had not appeared for a long time. seems to be completely attracted by this strange scene, and everything is aside.

"Could it be the telekinesis of those dead warriors, the souls of them?"

The patriarch standing on the wooden platform, his shoulders and head were still covered with snow, as if this posture had not changed for a long time, and the slight frowning of his eyebrows at this moment made him look like he still had a trace of vitality at this time. He looked at these meteor showers, and his heart was full of doubts, and under this doubt, a trace of thought appeared in his heart, which belonged to a kind of nostalgia and memory.

This meteor shower did not last long, and after a few breaths, when these meteor showers gradually dispersed, most of the place in this Chiyan Peak suddenly emitted a tremor, which seemed to come from the depths of the earth, like an earthquake.

It shook everyone's hearts even more, making them look puzzled one by one, and suddenly saw that when a meteor disappeared, under the moon, at this moment, there seemed to be a wave of energy, and this almost invisible energy was slowly gathered in an instant, as if it was turning into a phantom!

"So, what is it?"