Chapter 84 Seeing the Tribe--

Under this swing, the roar of heaven and earth echoed. The void between the arm and the nine people in Shihai immediately appeared a series of ripples. The nine people in Shihai were shocked, as if they had been bombarded all over their whole body by a strong force. The qi and blood in their bodies collapsed one by one, and Although there was no death, his whole body seemed to burst and he couldn't stand up.

"It's not dead? The weak veins of most of the Miao Man should not be underestimated. After all, there are more or less inheritances of most of the Miao Man in your blood..." The gloomy voice echoed, and I don't know what means were used in the fog, which made the roar of the strange beast contain a trace of pain.

"A sealed Yan Peng is not difficult to take... This seal could have limited most of your strength. I'll see how you can resist!" There is a trace of joy in the gloomy words.

But at this moment, a low roar came from the distant sky.

"Thief, bad my holy mountain, how dare you!!" With the sound, it was Jingnan, the now angry barbarian of the Fengzhen tribe. After him, he was followed by a woman in purple who was beautiful but cold as frost. This woman was middle-aged, but her beauty did not diminish at all. At this moment, she had evil in her eyes, which contained the same anger and murder.

After the two of them arrived, without any hesitation, they suddenly rushed into the crack and entered the magnificent black fog of the mountain. Then, the roar was shocking, and the black fog kept coming out, and there was a low roar from Jingnan.

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Su Ming doesn't know what happened in Fengzhen Mountain. Even if he knows, he won't care. The most important thing for him now is to return to the tribe as soon as possible.

He wants to take a look at the tribe, whether...is still...

He wants to take a look at the people, whether they are... safe...

After he was nervous, anxious and crazy, he now turned into silence. On this earth, he ran silently in the snow. It has been a long time since Grandpa left until now, and the sky is still slightly bright. Su Ming knew that at the speed of the python, Grandpa may have returned to the tribe long ago.

"Don't let anything happen..." Su Ming's body kept jumping on the ground, blooming the strongest speed in his life.

It was so fast that at first glance, it was still close, but in a blink of an eye, it disappeared in the distance. He ran desperately and even ignored fatigue. In order to make the speed faster, the 243 blood lines all over his body kept burst out, in exchange for longer strength, making him faster.

When the sky was completely lit up, when the first sun looked up and the light fell on the earth, and a dazzling silver light was set off by the snow on the ground, Su Ming ran out of the large plain where the Fengzhen tribe was located, rushed into the dry jungle, and approached the trading place he had been to.

If this distance is changed to the previous speed, it will take him most of the day to pass, but now, in his silence, it takes less than two hours.

This speed is already extremely fast, which is unbelievable, but Su Ming feels that it is still too slow!

He did not roar again, but in the silence, countless blue veins bulged on his legs, and his body shuttled through the jungle, flashed by, jumped up suddenly, and rushed out again. In this continuous running, Su Ming's sweat permeated his whole body. Not only did his legs have pain, but almost every position in his body was in pain at this moment.

Time passed little by little. Gradually, it was almost noon, and the snow in the sky was no longer falling. The sky was cloudless and sunny, but in the jungle on the earth, there was such a figure. Running silently, his sweat could not even follow his skin. After the flow, he was immediately left behind.

What supported Su Ming was a stream of persistence and perseverance. He was anxious about the comfort of the tribe and worried about the life and death of the clan. The indescribable feeling made him feel as if he was empty and there was only the persistent running.

The distance that had to be passed by not listening for a whole night, but now Su Ming's speed, at noon, it was gradually pulled closer. Slowly, Su Ming's eyes showed excitement and tension.

He was getting closer and closer to the tribe, and his heartbeat echoed all over his body, which made his anxiety more than several times stronger in his nervousness. He was afraid of seeing the collapse of the tribe and the corpses all over the ground.

He was afraid, but his speed did not decrease at all, and there was a sharpness contained in his body.

When the outline of Wushan finally appeared in his eyes, Su Ming's body trembled suddenly and tears flowed down.

From a distance, the gate of the tribe collapsed, the huge wooden fence around it was broken in many places, and there was even thinner black smoke. Obviously, it had experienced a fire.

In the tribe, there is not silence, but a large number of clansmen, as if they were gathering.

Seeing that most of the people were fine, Su Ming's anxiety eased a little, but what followed was a murderous opportunity, a murderous opportunity to destroy the enemies of the Wushan tribe.

Su Ming shook his body and went straight to the tribe. Before he could get close, he was immediately seen by the barbarians of the tribe's hunting team. These people looked alert one by one, but when they saw Su Ming's appearance, they relaxed one by one, and the fatigue in his expression was difficult to hide.

Su Ming returned to the tribe with tears in his eyes. He walked through the gate that had been bombarded into pieces and walked to the tribe. He saw the fatigue of the hunters and dozens of bodies on the ground in the center of the tribe.

Those corpses, every Su Ming is familiar with, and they are his people. Next to the body, someone was crying. It was their relatives. The cry echoed in the tribe, which made Su Ming's heart sting as if it was about to drip blood.

He saw those ordinary people, who now look sad, with fear and confusion, quickly packing their luggage and running to the place where the tribe gathered.

He saw those little Lasu. At this moment, his young face, with tears, with fear and fear, grabbed his mother's hand, as if once he let go, he could no longer touch it...

In the tribe, many animal tents have collapsed, the ground is very messy, and there is a shocking blood stain. Obviously, not long ago, there was a war here.

Looking at it, Su Ming's hands were clenched, and his eyes showed hatred. It was a rare hatred and killing on a teenager under the age of 17!

Su Ming's tears kept flowing. He saw the mother next door who had been good to him since he was a child, sitting in a daze outside the leather tent that had become ruins. There was no one beside her... Her child died, her husband died... She was the only one left, sitting there with confusion.

When Su Ming looked at it, he clearly felt the indescribable sadness.

"Ministry of Montenegro!!" Su Ming gritted his teeth. He saw Lei Chen. Lei Chen looked tired. In the crowd, he was helping the clansmen to gather and help them sort out some items that were very important to the tribe.

Lei Chen didn't notice Su Ming. At this moment, he was exhausted.

Su Ming also saw Ula, a girl who had always despised him, but admired Mo Suyin. At this moment, she seemed to have grown up all of a sudden. She carried a big bow on her back and whispered in the crowd, while helping them gather as soon as possible.

And Chen Xin, who was also in the crowd, looked so weak and pitiful, but the firmness in her eyes also represented that she had grown up.

Su Ming didn't see the patriarch, didn't see Shanhen and Beiling, and even some strong people in the seventh level of blood clotting in the tribe were no longer here.

But Su Ming saw Grandpa.

Grandpa is in the distance, his face is pale, and his face seems to be too old. It seems that for him this night, as if decades have passed, at this moment, Grandpa is bowing his head to help a bloody clan with his left leg heal his wounds. The clan is a barbarian, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight The willow flute.

This man usually doesn't like to have contact with people in the tribe. He hangs a fist-sized bone object around his waist, on which has several small holes, which look strange.

This thing, Su Ming knows, is called a musical instrument. Many people in the tribe can't play it. Only this person seems to have talent. In the tribe, you can sometimes hear the sound.

Nowadays, there is no pain on his face, only persistence and firmness.

Su Ming burst into tears and walked step by step. Everything he saw after returning to the tribe turned his anger into murder. He wanted to fight for the tribe!

"Gun... leave me alone. My legs have been abolished, but I can still fight... I..." As Su Ming approached, he heard the hoarse words of the people who were healed by Grandpa.

Grandpa looked gloomy and sad. After nodding gently, he seemed to be aware of it and looked up to see Su Ming coming.

At the moment he saw Su Ming, Grandpa was completely stunned, with a strong look of surprise and shock. He knew his seal. He knew that the seal could be broken so quickly, but Su Ming in front of him was in a trance, as if he had an illusion.

Grandpa, for the first time, he showed such a look in front of Su Ming. He couldn't believe that Su Ming could break his seal and return to the tribe so quickly.

At this moment, not only Grandpa saw Su Ming, but Lei Chen also saw it. He opened his eyes wide and showed an unbelievable look. At the same time, Ula, not far away, also inadvertently saw Su Ming in front of Grandpa.

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There are still 4 days before the magic is put on the shelves. I saw that many Taoist friends in the book review area said that they had prepared a monthly ticket. Every time I saw these words, I would be in a trance, as if I had returned to April last year.

Do you remember last April? Maybe it's a coincidence. This year, there are still 4 days left, that is, April! But before that, please vote for the recommendation. The recommendation for these four days is as precious as the monthly ticket!

I'm not greedy, 7,000 is enough!

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