Chapter 537

With the knife, with the hand, with the heart.

Luo Chuang created the existing settlement of Zhuzu. He also stayed in the settlement for more than two years, but he still had feelings.

Now, he felt that it was time to leave, and he would not give up for a moment.

There is a more reluctant person, that is Dongba.

When he heard that he was going to leave, Dongba lost his voice and said, "I'm going to leave soon?"

He was disappointed to hear that.

Because he thought that the place where he lived was the safest place in the dark continent, so he wanted to stay longer, and it would be OK for him to live forever.

After he was disappointed, he looked at Luo and earnestly asked, "I've lived most of my life, and I've never worked as hard as I did in the past two years. Please give me some more time to work hard, or one year!"

In the past two years, he really worked hard to cultivate, just to enhance the capital to survive. More importantly, it's very safe here.

He wanted to stay for another year. He was in a strong mood and hoped that Luo would understand.

"Oh." In the face of his request, Luo answered.

Dongba's face was slightly happy, and he collapsed in the next second.

"Rejected."

Luo gave Dongba a figure.

The time to leave was set three days later. Luo told the Zhuzu people about it in advance.

After hearing the news, the whole clan was shocked. For more than two years, they had regarded Luoji people as their own people. Subconsciously, they also thought that they were going to settle down and breed.

The news of leaving came too suddenly. Zhusheng took the lead and came to persuade Luo to stay. Then many people took turns to fight, and those with beautiful young women at home came to persuade Luo to stay.

Luo Dun was a little confused when he took turns to attack. He thought that he shouldn't tell Zhuzu people three days in advance that he was going to leave, and he also thought whether he would leave tomorrow.

In a word, he closed the door for the time being, and didn't let them nag.

In the hospital, Luo looked at the closed door with a helpless face.

Not far away, Dongba and biski were also there.

"You see, it's so warm. Why don't we stay for another year and a half?" Dongba does not give up said.

Luo to Dongba smile, and then Dongba subconsciously shrunk his neck, very sensible no longer speak.

"I'm going to leave tomorrow."

Luo's eyes moved to Bisky.

"Good." Bishi naturally has no opinion. She is really tired of staying here, mainly to cooperate with Luo. Since Luo has broken through, there is no need to stay.

At this time, a sound came from the high wall of the courtyard.

Along the way, a group of bear children climbed up the wall and looked pitifully at Luo in the courtyard.

He didn't speak. He only used his eyes to attack, and it was still a group attack.

Seeing this, Luo covered his forehead and said nothing. On the other hand, Bishi did the same.

Most of the dead grind hard bubble no effect to speak of, by the clan finally recognized the reality, know they must go.

Since we can't keep them, we can only send them off.

On this day, each clan moved out the grain in stock, accompanied by monkey wine, and held a farewell party for Luo and his party.

All the banquets that come to an end in the world will come to an end when they enjoy themselves.

After returning to Siheyuan, Bishi suddenly said, "do you want to have a fight?"

Her cheeks were red and she was slightly drunk, but when she said this, she was a little serious.

Luo also drank a lot of wine in the evening. After all, it's monkey wine from Lin Nie, which can make people who don't like wine like it immediately.

After listening to Bisky's suggestion, he was silent for a moment, then nodded back, "OK."

One side, Brune floating in mid air, did not understand the dialogue, and Dongba is a look of deer slightly surprised.

The old lady and the disaster star are going to have a fight. Now there is a good play to watch.

When he thought of this, he suddenly regretted that he didn't pack some meat.

In Luo's works, the settlement of each clan has been greatly changed and expanded. In addition to the orderly arrangement of buildings, a large area of open space has also been set aside, which is a considerate move for the future of each clan.

The open space is a good competition site.

When the three men came to the open space, the black cat wanted to come out and watch the fun, but Luo pushed it back directly. After all, when the black cat turned into a badge on the back of his hand, it could add many unexpected tactical functions to Luo, such as suddenly taking out weapons.

Dongba and Brune are fighting on the field, while Luo and Bishi stand opposite each other in the field, 100 meters apart.

The air field changes from static to dynamic, from weak to strong, and finally rises without wind.

With a strong personal characteristics of the Nianli aura cover in the body, separated by 100 meters, quietly collided in silence.

Outside, Dongba was thrilled. Two days ago, when he saw Luo grinding the stone into powder, he felt that Luo's strength was terrible. Now he saw the collision between Bishi and Luo, and had a more direct sense.

He seemed to see the gap between them. He was standing at the foot of the mountain, while they were standing on the top of the mountain which was submerged in the clouds.The battle is on the verge of attack, and then it's over.

Dozens of rounds? Or hundreds of rounds?

It doesn't matter. The result is just like Bisky's self feeling two days ago.

The next day is also the time to leave.

Zhusheng decided to give them three white silkworms, but Luo declined. After all, white silkworms are the capital of Zhusheng people, and each one is very precious.

Luo refuses Bai can, but asks Zhusheng for the Fuxing stone. He doesn't ask too much. He just says five. As a result, Zhusheng decides to give Luo ten Fuxing stones.

The enthusiasm is hard, but Luo accepts it.

They left, and the Zhuzu people watched them leave outside the Wenshi cave.

Today, the area of each clan has been expanded, and the clan and white silkworm have a lot of development space. Sooner or later, they will grow up. In this dark underground world, their future may have become a white tomorrow.

Two days after they left, a man in black came to visit.

"Don't go any further, just stop there." The Zhuzu people behind the stone gate, holding the spear forged by grain stone, were polite enough to drink and stop the black robed people.

They speak in the common language of Luo Jiao, because they think that the black robed people are probably outsiders. If it wasn't for Luo Jiao's influence, they wouldn't be so polite at the moment.

Hearing that the language spoken by the Zhuzu people was the common language, the black robed people looked up a little, and in the shadow, a pair of black and white eyes flashed a different color.

He was silent for a while. Then he untied a little thing from the hair tied up at the back of his head and held it in his hand for the gatekeeper to look at.

The little bone band is a thing.

The goalkeeper looked at each other when he saw the hairpin.

After a long time, the stone door opened and the black robed man went in.

After entering the residence, the black robed man looked at the scene completely different from his memory, and his eyes stayed for a long time on the obvious knife mark on the rock wall at the top of the cave.

Later, he went on to see the strong style of quadrangles.

He stopped there, and for many years his mind trembled without waves.

He was silent, he was puzzled.

Then he saw several mahjong tables, each of which had four people. The sound produced by the collision of the stones sounded very pleasant. Not far away, someone was playing a chess game that he didn't know.

He watched there for a long time. Not far away from him were Zhusheng and several older people. They watched the man in black carefully.

After a long time, the man in black asked, "where is Zhucang?"

Zhucang is the name of the patriarch, while the black robed people use the common language when they ask questions.

He knew the language of each ethnic group, but he chose the lingua franca because he knew that every ethnic group now knows lingua franca.

Someone's been here, he's sure.

Hearing the question of the black robed man, they all looked at each other. Finally, they went out one by one and said, "the patriarch died more than two years ago."

The man in black robe was stunned and said in a low voice, "it shouldn't be."

In his pocket, there's a nicolomi.

Ten minutes later, Zhusheng led the man in black to a place.

The black robed man looked at the delicate urn and said nothing.

From the gatekeeper's eloquence, the scar left by the expansion of Wenshi grottoes, the quadrangle with strong architectural style, even a child from different ethnic groups can speak eloquence, unknown entertainment, and finally to Zhucang's urn.

To be honest, he was a little confused.