Chapter 063 Jinwu Tribe [Four Updates]

The sky and the earth are gray, like fog that does not disperse all year round, blocking the sunlight. Occasionally, a strong wind blew, wrapped in sand grains the size of a big finger, roaring at a very high speed and shooting forward. It is not like the wilderness world. It is full of ancient trees and old vines. The ground is desolate, and large areas of sand and stone ** come out, and there are not even a few grass.

A barbarian beast ran out of the sand swept by the wind. The barbarian beast was strangely-looking, with six legs, six wings, bird's head, dog body, snake tail, and covered with gray scales. It didn't look very good. The beast seemed to have injured its wings, and its wings fell down and ran on the ground with only six legs.

The two men ran out from behind, and they were only covered by a piece of animal skin between their crotch. ** The upper body was not as strong as the witch warrior Chang Heng had seen. They each held a stone axe in their hands, a stone tied to a wooden stick, shouted loudly, and from time bent down to pick up a few head-sized stones from the ground and threw them at the beast in front of them.

A stone almost hit the barbarian beast. The beast made a harsh scream like an iron blade scraping on the glass and turned around and fled to another place. Two men quickly followed the corner. A man was quick-eyed, and the stone axe in his hand swept out against the ground and hit one of the hind legs of the barbarian beast. The barbarian beast screamed and fell to the ground with his head. He was caught by the two of them in a few steps and caught in his hand.

"Haha, I finally caught it." A man laughed.

"Go quickly and see if you can catch a few more beasts before dark." Another man urged.

The two just turned around and snapped, and a thing fell from the sky and hit their heads. The two shouted at the same time, stepped back a few steps, clenched the weapon in their hands, and stared at the thing that hit them.

shook his head vigorously and shook off the chaotic thoughts in his mind. Chang Heng tried to raise his head and happened to see the two men next to him, showing a self-conscious bright smile: "How are you, where is this?"

"This is Heifeng Mountain." One of the men replied, looking carefully at Chang Heng.

Black Wind Mountain? A familiar name, one of the must-have routines for the novel's terrain. Chang Heng said secretly in his heart, but his face was not clear. He stood up and didn't care if he was not used to it. He first saluted with his fists before asking, "Excuse me, is there a sun tribe nearby?"

After the flame in the center of the altar burst, he turned into a witch power and rushed into Changheng's body, and he fainted. When he woke up, the person appeared here. Obviously, he was transported here by the sun tribe witch Zhu Rong, and the sun tribe should be nearby.

"Sun Tribe?" The two men looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

No? Chang Heng frowned. Did it take too long for the Sun tribe to disappear into the long river of history? This is not impossible. In addition to the saints, no matter how powerful the existence is, there will be the worry of death. Even the twelve ancestral witches will eventually die, not to mention a small tribe that has been mutilated.

Thinking of this, Chang Heng is quite relaxed. He did not intend to take on this task. He came to play games and make money to support himself, instead of being a savior to save people from danger. The battle between the tribes is the most fierce. Chang Heng has experienced a battle between the Xiongling tribe and the Heifeng tribe and no longer wants to experience such a battle.

It's not that I didn't fulfill my promise, but that you didn't give me this opportunity, which is not my fault. Chang Heng thought to himself and then asked, "I don't know which tribe is the closest?"

"We are the Jinwu tribe." A man answered honestly.

"Jinwu? The sun? Chang Heng frowned. Isn't it left by the Sun Tribe changing its face? If so, I really want to go on a trip.

"I want to go to your tribe. I wonder if you two can lead the way?" Chang Heng asked tentatively.

"Well, we still have to hunt, and we won't go back to the tribe now." The two looked up at the sky, and there was anxiety on their faces.

"It doesn't matter. I can follow you two or help by the way. It's a way to take you two." Chang Heng said quietly.

"Well, let's go quickly. It's very dangerous here at night. The two quickly urged Chang Heng to go on the road.

*****

The swordsman's face is very ugly. If the blood killing Shura next to him was thoughtful, Gui Yun Xinsheng's face was also unhappy.

Just now, there was an explosion in the crack of the ground. The whole seam was like being buried with dozens of tons of explosives. It exploded and exploded. The nearest swordsman was caught off guard and had been blown out dozens of feet away by the explosion wave before stopping his body. The person was not injured, but made all over the dirt.

"What happened next?" Someone asked.

No one can answer. Just now, Mr. Jian was thrown out by the sudden flames. Only Chang Heng was below him. Now the ground seam has exploded and collapsed. Up to now, there has been no sound. Obviously, there are many bad luck.

"Come on, dig for me, see people alive, and see corpses when you die." The sword man gritted his teeth and gave the order.

The manpower of the witch is infinite, and it is just right to do this kind of thing. Two or three people went there without any tools, but grabbed tens of thousands of catties of soil underground and threw them in the distance to form a hill-like mound.

Below, the shabby altar is still there. It was affected by the explosion just now and has been completely damaged. Even the statue of Zhu Rong's statue has become a pile of gravel. All the dead bones were swept away and turned into bone powder mixed with soil, and the real dust returned to the earth.

Under the order of Mr. Jian, the group searched carefully and found no trace of Chang Heng.

"The explosion just now was so severe that it probably exploded into ashes." A player whispered next to him.

"Bullshit. Are you hurt when you are so close? Seeing Chang Heng disappear in front of his eyes, Mr. Jian was a little annoyed and talked with a gun and a stick. The player didn't dare to talk back and lowered his head.

"Brother, no matter what he does, he has refused your invitation. His life or death has nothing to do with us." Mr. Mu Bai was a little disgraged that Mr. Jian valued Chang Heng.

"What do you know? This guy is not a good guy. Do you think he is in danger? Let me tell you, he must have encountered good things, and it's also unusual good things. I didn't see it twice. This time, I was in front of him, and I still couldn't get a hair. I was unbalanced. Mr. Jian said.

Hearing Mr. Jian say so, Mr. Mu Bai and the romantic son were dumbfounded. They looked at their eldest brother and muttered a few times and were embarrassed to say anything.

Gui Yunxinsheng sighed a few times over there, expressing his sadness at Chang Heng's explosion of "no bones", and his heart was a little relaxed. It has been more than a month since the game opened. Now I hang up and want to catch up. One word, it's difficult.

"It's okay. Let's go." Looking at the broken altar below, Shura said lightly.

The thirteen people disappeared into the mountain forest under the gaze of Wulin League and Guiyun Villa. It was estimated that no one followed them. Shura stopped and looked serious and said, "Have you found a low-key little witch like a person?"

Hearing the words, the other 12 people looked at each other and quickly asked, "Brother, if you have something to say, what's the mystery."

"You." Blood killing Shura was very helpless about blood killing Yueyu. He thought for a moment and whispered, "I think the low-key little witch is like him."

"Like him? Who is he? Could it be..." Yuexuan, who killed blood, screamed, stretched out his hand to cover his little mouth, and the little face under the bloody mask was pale and bloodless in an instant.

"Big?" The face under the mask of Thirteen Shura changed at the same time, and the blood-killing blade Wufeng stared at the blood-killing Shura: "Brother, you can't say this nonsense. Are you sure?"

"If I'm sure I'm still here to say something to you." Although he was sure that there was no one around, Shura still lowered his voice and said in a strange tone, "Don't we all feel that he is very familiar? If it weren't for him, who else?"

"Maybe it's a player we have assassinated before." Bloody Funeral said in an uncertain tone.

Blood Killing Shura looked at Blood Killing and Funeral Tian with an idiot-like look: "Do you think there are so many people we remember so clearly in addition to these special gangs against us?"

The black hand lowered his head and drew circles on his toes. After a long time, he said, "I don't think it should be him, otherwise why doesn't he recognize us?"

Bloody Shura suddenly patted his hands and his tone was full of excitement: "When the black hand said this, I remembered that if it was really not him, why was he not so sure about the answer he gave us when we asked him if he had met? I've seen it, or I haven't seen it. It's a simple answer, but he makes it ambiguous. What does this mean?

Thirteen Shura's eyes lit up at the same time: "If it's really him..."

Blood Killing Shura focused on the head: "If it's really him, what else is there to be afraid of our Blood Killing League? Now we can pull the pole to open the mountain. Go back and see if the PK between him and the temples is the same as him.

Thirteen Shuraxing rushed away a few steps, and Shura suddenly stood still and told his twelve partners very seriously: "Whether it's him or not, this matter must be kept secret. No one can let them know."

"Brother, don't worry, we saved this." Twelve people nodded at the same time.

Chang Heng didn't know that his original brother guessed him by virtue of only one side. Now he follows two men and walks towards their tribe.

The three of them wandered around for more than an hour and hit two pig-like beasts. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, the three hurried back to their tribe. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the tribe, a man hurriedly greeted him: "Why did you come back? The envoy has been waiting for a long time."