Wushan camp.
Tens of thousands of horned bulls lay quietly on the outside of the camp. Their thick horns, like battering rams, faced the outside uniformly, tightly surrounding the entire camp.
There was a blazing bonfire in the camp, and the Wushan tribe members huddled around the bonfire, struggling to survive the long and arduous night. From time to time, several unknown beasts roared in the distance, often causing some people to stand up and look around.
Yu Mu sat on a small dirt bag outside the camp, his eyes shining slightly, and he looked around cautiously. Several suspended peaks floated in from nowhere, blocking the sky above the camp. The starlight in the sky was blocked, and a thick night enveloped all directions.
But Yu Mu seemed to have also practiced some kind of wonderful pupil technique. An extremely small rune shone in the middle of his pupil. The night could not block his sight. He cautiously glanced at all the windy places from time to time.
Although he was on guard duty at night, Yu Mu still held a piece of plump animal meat in his hand. From time to time, he cut off a piece of meat with a dagger and stuffed the piece of meat into his mouth with great satisfaction. Holy chews slowly.
"It's a blessing to have enough to eat! Well, what are we going to eat at dawn? What's for lunch? What about dinner?" Yu Mu muttered, thinking about whether to eat barbecue or stew for dinner in a month. Meat question.
"Damn fat man, eat, eat, eat, sooner or later I will eat you to death!" Feng Xing squatted in a small bush dozens of feet away and suddenly cursed in a low voice: "I have been thinking about eating all day, hey, you eat Are you human?"
Yu Mu frowned seriously, thought for a long time, and said slowly: "I will not eat the native human race. Killing the same kind is something that even an animal cannot do. But those three-eyed, four-eyed, Five-eyed evil spirits, actually I really want to try them."
With a dim light in his eyes, he glanced at the small patch of wind and grass a few miles away. Yu Mu said calmly: "They are not the creatures of our world. To us, they are no different from chickens, ducks, geese, and fish. They You can eat our people to satisfy your hunger, why can’t I?”
Feng Xing was silent. He looked up at the sky and suddenly cursed in a low voice: "Where did these dirtbags come from? Did I smash them? I hate the black sky. I don't like the darkness at all. night."
In the camp, Taisi was sprawled out sleeping next to a bonfire.
The night breeze brought a bit of coolness, Taisi's body twitched, and he subconsciously crawled towards the bonfire. Being physically weak, he instinctively wanted to find a warm place to continue dozing off even in his dreams.
Seeing that Taisi was about to get into the bonfire, and a strand of his long hair was almost burnt, Shaosi, who was sitting aside and practicing, frowned, grabbed Taisi's neck like a chicken, and pulled him Throw it back to its original position.
After being tortured like this, Taisi still didn't wake up. He snored and slowly crawled towards the bonfire. As he got closer and closer to the bonfire, a smile appeared on the pale face of the sleeping Taisi.
Shao Si shook his head, pinched Tai Si's neck again and threw him back to his original position.
But when Taisi crawled towards the bonfire for the third time in his dream, Shaosi neatly grabbed a stone next to him and pressed it hard on the back of Taisi's head. The stone shattered, and Taisi didn't even make a sound, going from a deep sleep to a coma.
He pinched Taisi and threw him back to his sleeping position. Taisi took out a rope made of animal sinew and tied him up firmly. Then he nodded with confidence and continued. Sit by the campfire and practice quietly.
In the night, there is a strange power that is invisible to the naked eye, but can be detected by those with keen inspiration, coming from the infinite sky, slowly, slowly injecting into Shao Si's body. Her breath became particularly strange, as if she existed in this world, but also seemed to be beyond this world. Gradually, her figure became hazy, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to find her whereabouts.
Thirty miles away, on a small hill, a tall and thin figure suddenly appeared.
Wearing a feather armor woven with black and white feathers, a bird-shaped helmet made of the skull of a roc, and carrying a strange-shaped long bow, there are two giant eagle tail feathers emitting a faint light on the temples. The thin young man looked at the Wushan tribe's camp from a distance and sneered disdainfully.
"These tribes in the Central Continent have really lived a stable life for too long." The young man laughed in a low voice: "Is this what a migration team of 30,000 people looks like when they camp at night? Any beast wizard driving a group of beasts can Let there be no trace of their corpses.”
Another breeze blew by, and five young men dressed similarly to the young men, but with only one giant eagle tail feather in their hair, appeared quietly.
One of them chuckled and said: "What are you talking about, brother? How can these soft packs from the Central Plains compare with our heroes from Dongyi? Any of our warriors from the Gale Department can easily kill ten times more people like ourselves." An enemy of the highest level. Sooner or later... "
The young man who appeared first smiled proudly and said calmly: "Sooner or later, the position of King of Humans will have to be occupied by us heroes from Dongyi. Pusang, Pusang, you said that if Pusang is ours, we, Dafeng To what extent can the strength of the department be strengthened?"
There was a faint sound of breaking wind, and twenty young archers wearing black feather armor, but without feathers on their hair, rushed over quickly. Hearing the arrogant words of the young man, a young man whispered: "Brother Ling, you should be more cautious. The two eldest brothers Qingyao and Qinghe are great witches. They were still in the witch palace, but they were inexplicably turned into mummies. These people are not necessarily easy to mess with.”
Brother Ling snorted coldly and glared at the young man who spoke: "Are you afraid? If you are afraid, go back and find your mother to nurse. Aren't those two idiots Qingyao and Qinghe dead? Do you know? You know, although the Witch Palace strictly prohibits killing, how many apprentices die in the Witch Palace every year? At least a thousand apprentices die inexplicably every year!"
Brother Ling raised his head proudly: "Do you know what Elder Yunpeng said? The Witch Palace is just a voodoo basin, just to select the most powerful, sturdily, and most poisonous voodoos. We powerful ones Insects can kill those weak ants at will... This is the right given to us by the Witch Palace!"
A young man whispered: "They are the same, Lord Si Wen ordered him to bring back to the Witch Palace..."
Brother Ling's face turned cold, and he said pitifully: "Siwen Ming? His practices are the same as those of women, and they are not suitable for the Witch Palace! For such a big Witch Palace, what should be done, how to do it, in the end, It depends on us! Si Wen's fate? Sooner or later he will be dealt with, sooner or later."
Grabbing the long bow on his back, Brother Ling said coldly: "Rush up and kill those guys. By the way... these people from the Wushan Department can be sold at a good price."
After a pause, Brother Ling said in a ferocious voice: "I make the decision. Whoever makes the greatest contribution today will be the most spunky little girl among these people!"
In the night, dozens of arrows came silently in the wind, instantly covering Yu Mu and Feng Xing's bodies.
(End of chapter)