Chapter 239 Wind Dead Wood Blood Slave

The changes in the test site have been continuing. Before long, the fog dissipated.

The night wanders aimlessly in the wilderness, hoping to find a solution to the current dilemma.

"Hey, boy!" A voice came.

"Who?" The night suddenly turned his head, facing a pair of big green eyes. The huge eyes slowly rose from the low depression, revealing a huge black wolf's head.

"The wind?"

"Whether you don't know me, please call me Uncle Jifeng!"

The night was very angry: "Your sister's uncle!"

Just as I was about to continue to spit, my heart suddenly trembled.

It's not good!

Now I have no cards at all. If I meet such a lone walker, I'm afraid that the misfortune and fortune will be unpredictable.

"Young man, don't be so angry. If the meat is sour, it will make me taste better." The black giant wolf stared at the night's neck.

Hearing this, the night was relieved.

He suddenly remembered that Liu Feng had sighed in the camp. After swallowing the living people unconsciously, the wind will vomit for a while. It seems that eating people should not be its original intention.

As soon as the idea came to mind, he suddenly became joking: "If the meat is sour, you can add some sugar and soy sauce, and it can become a fine braised pork. But I haven't touched water for months. It has a strong smell of salted fish. Do you really like it?

As the night said, he raised his feet, grabbed the clegm, and buckled his feet in front of him regardless of the image.

"Wow..."

"Howling your head! After criticizing a piece of animal skin, I even forgot what I was. The night stared at the black wolf provocatively and said, "Either swallow me earlier or speak in a different tone. Anyway, all the people here have not lived well for a few days. It's the same to die early and die late.

There is something in the words! 90% of people who are curious want to ask questions.

Sure enough, the black wolf Jifeng put away his joking tone and said seriously, "I can apologize for the attack on the tribe. Because I was in a state of chaos and couldn't control myself at all. Now you answer my question. What are you discussing with the madman who likes to play with corpses and bones?

"Cut, am I obligated to tell you?" The night looked dragging and beaten. He said nonsense, "Anyway, you won't be able to jump for a few days. It's better to find a good feng shui place and wait for death at ease."

"You!" The wind is not good.

The clay figurine also has a three-part temper, not to mention that he is a ferocious giant wolf. The boy in front of him teased him several times. Do you really think he won't do it? He raised his paws and just wanted to give up his horse, but suddenly he gave up the idea.

There was a drastic change in the test site, and he had a bad feeling. At present, only this young man may know some news. If he really wants to kill him, who will he ask for a while?

He doesn't have many friends, and Liu Feng is one of them. But the damn madman drilled into the ground and couldn't find it. I'm so unhappy to find the old bird woman in the bronze hall. Bai Yu has a strange temper, and it is possible to fight if he doesn't do well.

"Well, I have a lot of Lord Jifeng. If I don't care about your little thing, we can make a deal." Ji Feng immediately turned his ferocious face into the appearance of a wolf grandmother and whispered softly.

At night, he raised his legs and walked straight to the direction of the Lianqing tribe.

"Alas, wait!" I didn't see any big action from the wind. "Whoops" and blocked in front of him: "Don't go, as long as you are willing to say, I can do something for you that is not too difficult."

"A gentleman's word..."

"I'm not a gentleman, I'm just a lonely wolf!" This Jifeng's head is also a twitch. No wonder he can get together with Liu Feng.

"As long as you are willing to go to investigate and see if the old bird woman is dead, I will tell you what I know." The night gently walked around to one side and said without looking back, "Don't block me. The Lianqing tribe is the key to solving the crisis."

"I'll just go! Wait for me." The wind was also afraid of the night and ran wildly. He jumped out of dozens of meters in an instant. He jumped a few times and almost disappeared from sight.

Seeing the wind on the hook in the night, he patted his thigh excitedly.

Suddenly, his eyebrows frowned again. As soon as he thought that the blood slave was still lurking in the camp, he quickly shouted to the back of the wind, "Be careful, the red toad raised by the madman has lost control. Pay attention!"

The sound spread far away, and I don't know the wolf-shaped lone walker wind. Did you hear it?

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"be careful," the same words came from the Baicao Valley in the 18 miles of sharpening the knife.

Xiao Ruxuan commanded the eight maids to carefully carry a piece of dead wood and slowly moved to the edge of the carriage. Huo Ling hurriedly pulled out the baffle at the back of the carriage, and then directed them to place the dead wood on the carriage.

Wen Zhong looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face and turned his eyes to one side.

The heavily armed Hawke was guarding at the entrance, and the guards who were originally guarding disappeared.

Zhao Yibiao and the elite soldiers lined up outside the passage and waited silently.

A white shadow in the valley haunts the vegetation, beware of abnormalities.

A golden dragon is hovering in the sky, ready to kill any abnormal target.

After the maids placed the dead wood, they entered the carriage together. Huoling climbed to the driver's seat, and Gao Ningwu was responsible for driving.

"Please, General Zhao!" Wen Zhong followed the carriage to the outside of the cave and delivered to Zhao Yibiao: "You must keep the secret. Anyone who dares to spy will be killed without mercy!"

"Don't worry! Even a fly can't live. Zhao Yibiao didn't say much, so he must do what he said.

"Take the rice and meat pie with you and place them on the Baicao Peak of Immortal Mountain. Block all passages, no one is allowed to enter unless the master agrees. Xiao Ruxuan and the maid stayed on the mountain and could not go out until the lord lifted the ban. Wen Zhong told him again, but he was still worried.

The night disappeared, and they lost their backbone.

There was another major change in the home, and everyone was trembling, like walking on thin ice, and did not dare to make any mistakes.

"General Li, please lead five elite soldiers. Responsible for transplanting the divine tree, don't make any mistakes." Wen Zhong assigned Li Ying to act separately with Zhao Yibiao.

"It is guaranteed to be completed!"

At night, the moonlight is dark and the starlight is not visible.

The cool autumn has arrived.

The army of 150 people escorted a carriage away from the 18-mile sharpening ridge, like a black torrent, running to the fairy mountain. Some passing merchants happened to see this scene. Those with big mouths take this matter as a post-dinner talk. Unfortunately, whether the news came out or heard the news, all of them disappeared without exception.

Everything in the cottage is as usual, except for an envoy of the Marquis who came to ask the second mad tiger for an explanation, as if nothing had happened.

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The waiting time is particularly long.

The night has been in the eighty-ninth circle in the wilderness, and there is still no wind coming back.

In the original plan of Dark Night, the residence of the Lianqing tribe is dispensable. At worst, everyone will be relocated to Viper Valley to open up new territory.

But now the situation has changed. If there is no fog, the people can't survive if they eat and drink. The Lianqing tribe not only has fertile fields, grain reserves, but also extremely important mineral deposits. The gunpowder incident was originally on a whim, but now it has to be taken as a top priority. Once a war breaks out, whether it is between human beings, this is the most convenient channel for ordinary people to improve their combat effectiveness.

"It's all this damn change!" The night picked up a stone and threw it out with all its strength. After dozens of seconds, the sound of falling to the ground came.

If Bai Yu wakes up, there will be a lot of trouble. After getting rid of the old bird woman, it is clean. Now I can only hope for those stinky blood slaves.

"Wow..."

The iconic howling came, and the wind came back.

A black giant wolf taller than a human appeared at the end of the horizon and ran to the night like lightning.

Before the wind arrived, the anxious voice came first: "Come on my back, go!"

The shiny fur, with dirty blood, and several wounds more than a foot long indicate that it has just experienced a life-and-death struggle.

The night did not dare to neglect. He ran over against the wind, stared hard under his feet, jumped high, drew a parabola in the air, and accurately fell on the back of the wind. He squatted, grabbed the long hair of the wind, and turned his body around. Bend down and let it run wildly.

"Those red-skinned toads are terrible!" The wind means 'Alexander'.

"Don't talk about those useless things. What's going on? Did the old bird woman Bai Yu die?" What the night is most concerned about is not those blood slaves, but the crane god who was killed by himself.

"I don't know! I only saw bird hairs on the ground, but I didn't see the old bird woman. The wind responded breathlessly, "A total of four madman's red-skinned toads appeared. I was targeted before I could go deep. Fortunately, Mr. Jifeng's legs and feet are sharp. Otherwise, he will have to take off his skin even if he doesn't die.

The night looked back, and four small red dots had appeared at the end of the line of sight. Those red dots are blood slaves. The wind seemed to have eyes on its buttocks and increased the speed of running.

"You pig three, take a detour quickly and don't take the blood slave in the direction of the retreat of the clan." The night is urgent.

"I'm not a pig head three. You can call me Wolf Head C." Ji Feng is still in the mood to joke.

It's good to adjust the atmosphere!

The night said, "Okay, the wolf head C is the handle of the wolf. Go west quickly and find an uninhabited wasteland to get rid of the pursuers. If you are caught up, you won't even have a hammer.

"Hatch it!" The wind ordered that it speeded up again.

I took a big circle of three or forty miles to the west. The pursuers finally disappeared, and the night and the wind breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. The night's heart moved and suggested, "Do you think the blood slave will get lost in the wilderness? Let's go back secretly and have a look?"

"I won't go! You have to go by yourself." The wind has been scared to death for a long time. How dare he turn back?

"Don't you want to know what I said to the madman?"

"Think!"

"Then go back," he can't let go of the night. If he is not sure about the state of the old bird woman, he can't feel at ease.

One more thing is that he must contact Ziji as soon as possible.

This is the only reliable force on hand at present, which cannot be lost.