On a sheep intestines path, road and Yin Yin are heading for a medium-sized Terran tribe.

From Yin Yin's mouth, royad knew that there was a medium-sized tribe and three small tribes within ten thousand miles. As for the medium-sized tribe and small tribe, it was determined by the number of warriors. Generally, there were three warriors in the small tribe and ten warriors in the medium tribe. In fact, the tribe established by the newly popularized warriors was a micro tribe, However, the micro tribe is really not interested in road. Naturally, it is subconsciously forgotten.

As for the medium-sized tribe, it's still because this medium-sized tribe took the lead in organizing this wild hunting. Obviously, royad naturally intends to take a chance. I think this medium-sized tribe must have information about barbarians! Road thought as he walked.

Right! Yin Yin, when others see you later, they will say you are my servant, you know?

Yin Yin knew and followed Luo Yade's Yin Yin Yin's voice.

Walking through a deep jungle, a mountain stronghold built by trees covering an area of about 30 feet suddenly appeared in front of him. Royad coughed gently and brought Yin Yin to the gate of the stronghold. In front of the stronghold gate, a Terran guard with a physique of about three is guarding at the stronghold gate. Royad takes Yin Yin's hand and doesn't notice a flash of blush on Yin Yin's pretty face, so he goes straight to the stronghold gate.

Royad has been to several tribes and took out two round coins the size of a fingernail from his skin bag. This currency is not made of some metal, but a fruit called Yuanyuan tree. As the name suggests, the fruit of Yuanyuan tree blooms and bears fruit every year. The fruit is picked, which is the round fruit in royad's hand, This kind of fruit, known as green seed, can not only fill a day, but also be used by most tribal leaders as circulating currency among tribes. When it comes to money, in fact, royad has already begun to think about it, but these are later words.

The guard with a scar on his face silently took over the green seed from royad, but when he saw the grass beside royad, he couldn't help but look at it and was stunned. Although recently, due to the flame warrior found a barbarian hiding in the barbarian land, some adults brought some barbarian slaves into the stronghold from time to time, But what a beautiful barbarian woman Tross saw for the first time.

Seeing that the guard in front of him had collected his own green seeds, Luo Yade looked obsessed at Yinyin and blocked it in the middle of the stronghold gate. Luo Yade was slightly upset and shouted, "is it not enough green seeds?"

After royad's inquiry, Tross came back to his senses and quickly moved away from the intersection. Tross, a small stronghold gate guard, did not dare to offend these adults with barbarian servants.

Royad looked at the guards on one side and left the road. He ignored the guards on the other side and took Yinyin into the tribe.

Tross looked at road and Yin, who disappeared in sight. In a moment of hesitation, he shouted in his heart, "starve to death, timid and brave.".

He turned and walked to the largest house built of bluestone in the stronghold, in which a handsome young man with a low face was meditating on his seat.

My father is about to lose his support. Although I don't understand a higher level of war skills, my brother is strong, but he is just an arrogant idiot, but my father seems to prefer his brother! I can't help it. It seems that I have to die in an accident. With a strange smile from the corners of his mouth, the tight frown of the handsome young man gently loosened.

Just then, a servant suddenly came in and said loudly, "Lord Longyan warrior, Tross wants to see you."

"Tross" longyanwu's face was disgusted. Longyanwu likes women, so he told Tross to pay attention. Although Tross has done well in recent years, in order to maintain his image in front of his father, as an informed person, Tross seems to know too much.

Tell him to come in!

”He is the "Dragon Rock warrior".

After a while, Tross came to the Dragon Rock warrior and said with a smile: "Lord Dragon Rock warrior, I saw a barbarian girl in the guard today. She was as beautiful as Cyrilla. I thought that Lord Long Yan would like it, so I hurried to report to him“

Longyan warrior immediately became interested. You should know that as a remnant of barbarians, there are no human rights in this world.

Where are the people! The Dragon Rock warrior asked.

As soon as Tross saw that the Dragon Rock warrior was interested, he echoed······

After a conversation, the Dragon Rock warrior said to Tross, "you did a good job. Go down and receive the reward“

Thank you, Lord Longyan. Thank you, Lord Longyan.

Tross went on laughing with joy and looked at the Tross Longyan warrior who was drifting away. It showed her original face. A barbarian beauty, it seems that she can have fun tonight, but Tross should get rid of it! He knows too much.

Wei Yi, Tross whispered.

My subordinates are here. What can I do for you. A man in black wrapped in a black robe appeared in front of the Dragon Rock warrior.

Get rid of Tross. I don't want others to know that his death has something to do with me.

”Yes, sir, Tross will die in an accident. Please rest assured. "

Um! Go! The Dragon Rock warrior whispered, as if he had done a trivial thing.

In the slave market, the Dragon Rock warrior recalled the place where the barbarian girl mentioned by Tross just now went. As for the owner of the barbarian girl, the Dragon Rock warrior can only ha ha. If he knows the truth, he will save his life.

In a spacious old wooden house, before Tross came in, the sharp eyed children ran out of the door.

Brother Tross is back, brother Tross is back,,,,,

A group of children ran to Tross, talking and laughing. Tross looked at the children in front of him and felt warm. Tross himself was born an orphan and often took in some homeless children when he grew up.

Tross looked at the child in front of him, took out a bag of green seeds from his chest, handed it to the slightly mature boy and said, "Leo, these green seeds are enough for you to use for a while."

Leo took the green seed from brother Tross and said, "the green seed from brother Tross hasn't finished yet!"

Tross smiled, put his hand on Leo's head and said, "last time was last time, this time is this time."

After a chat, Tross left.

On the way, Tross was walking on a small road. He was suddenly cold in his heart. He grew up as an orphan. Tross was particularly sensitive to some dangers.

"Who is it?" as Tross shouted.