C15

After spending three days in the middle of the army, Chu Feng had been thinking about the reason why this world lacked a lot of basic knowledge. In the tribe, he found the handgun, and even saw the inscriptions on the gun, but he did not find any words in the tribe. In Three Claws' memories, he did not find any records, but from the Black Claw's reaction, the words seemed to exist.

But why did Black Claw say those words? Asking him never to show it? Was there some kind of taboo? He lowered his head and thought hard before a big foot suddenly kicked his butt. He suddenly fell on the ground, and before he could call out, he saw that everyone was lying on the ground beside him, on a small mountain that was over 300 meters above sea level.

At this moment, the part of his soul that was related to killing had awakened. He immediately found the source of the smell of blood, but found two headless corpses not far away behind a corpse pile. The pile of stones beside the corpse was made by humans, and with just a slight push, the pile of stones would tumble down.

If the monkey's bones were excluded, then there was only one possibility left. The bones on the corpse were taken from the bones of an infant, perhaps the owner of the bones had already entered the belly of the barbarians as food.

When he thought here, an unprecedented palpitation rose to the peak of his heart.

In his memory, there was a saying: Nobility is the epitaph of the noble, and inferiority is the pass of the despicable. Thus, he turned a blind eye to the slave of the Black Claw Tribe, and did not want to risk his life for the freedom of mankind.

However, at this moment, an indescribable anger arose in his heart. Other than Feng Feiyun, everyone else looked as if they were used to it. They didn't even bother to take a glance at Fang Ya.

There were no sand walls, only simple fences protecting the edges of the sides of the mountain. There were a few strong and white skeletons of the barbarian soldiers patrolling, with black claws standing on top of the mountain peak looking down, claws constantly rubbing against each other. It didn't matter if the barbarians had offended the Black Claw Tribe or not, they had to attack, otherwise the winter would be very difficult.

The mountain peak and all the attendants were forced to stay at the foot of the mountain. They couldn't move until it was dark. After three days of marching, their water sacs had dried up.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a tall grass belt. At the peak of the mountain, there were many healing leaves and flowers. Without thinking too much, he gathered all the flowers and plants and hid in a corner to refine them, killing time for boredom.

Gritting his teeth in boredom, he squatted on the side and busied himself with watching the peak. His biggest feature was that he didn't care about anything, so the peak didn't avoid him.

Under the bed where the red sand had cleared the peak, the muddy water bottle had also been washed clean. Feng Feiyun focused on pouring the purified medicine into the bottle. After he refined all the herbs in his hand, there was half a bottle of green juice inside the bottle, which was exuding a faint smell of mint.

"Crunch, what is your dream?" Tightening the lid tightly, Chu Feng asked.

Gou Ya blankly stared at his black toes that were exposed outside of his sandals. Hearing Feng Feng's question, he subconsciously shrunk back as if he had been asked the most embarrassing question.

"Become a warrior …" Gritting his teeth, he didn't even think about it.

"And after becoming a warrior?" He picked up a bottle that was carved from wood and started to refine the wood festering flowers. He didn't even know why he refined the wood festering flowers.

"Once I become a warrior, I can raise slaves and marry women …" Gritting his teeth, he thought of something. Big yellow teeth with missing front teeth were cracked. The smile was very obscene, like a fox about to steal a chicken.

"This is your dream?" Chu Feng stopped and looked at Kong Chi in surprise. This was not a dream.

"Of course not, marrying a woman is not for the sake of enjoyment. There are three things that the barbarians must do in their lives. They must grow sand and date. Become a warrior of the tribe and raise a child …"

It was laughable for an adolescent to swear an oath that he wanted to give birth to a child, but in the eyes of the peak, it was not funny at all. On the face of the broken tooth, there was actually a solemn and solemn expression.

"Give birth to a child. Make him a brave warrior of the tribe. Then, let him give birth to a child?" "Ah Da, Ah Dai, I will do the same, my son will do the same..." Feng Feiyun subconsciously asked. He lowered his head and scratched the blade with his fingers, making a rustling sound as he nodded: "Ah Da, Ah Dai, Ah Dai, I will do the same, my son will do the same..."

"Don't you want to go out and see the outside world?" He had had enough of being alone, and needed a companion to accompany him. Even if he looked down on Cutter's teeth, he still wanted them to share the same thoughts.

"You don't need to find a woman to have children when you're in the outside world?" He couldn't help but raise his head to look at the blood-red sky. 'Could it be that the sky outside isn't red?' This was what the mountain peak thought.

"Don't tell me you can't broaden your horizons? Only by standing on a higher ground can you see further …" He didn't know if he was trying to persuade Kong Chi, or himself.

"No matter how far you look, you still have to find a woman to have children with?" He stretched out his neck and looked into the distance. All he could see was more sand and barren soil, and then he focused on his Fangs Blade.

Feng Feiyun didn't say anything. No matter what he said, the incisors could always reply with women and children. It was just like a debate between idiots. Idiots could always use the simplest answer to make people go crazy.

Time passed in silence. His heart was extremely depressed about the life style of the Black Claw Tribe and the Western Wilderness. There was always a scream in his heart. Life shouldn't be like this.

Self-confidence was a very strange thing. Sometimes, one was fearless and wished to pierce a hole in the sky, but once one was hit, it was like a water bucket with a hole in it, constantly falling. After Black Claw gave him a blow, he was unable to recover and was once again worried about his future.

Because of his worry, Feng Feng Feiyun put down his pride and asked for help from Kong Chi. However, the idea was different from his own, so he didn't have the courage to speak his mind.

"How long till dark?" He could not help but scratch the dry scar on his back. He felt the itchy feeling brought by the scar.

"It should be soon …" I wonder if I will die, Three Claws shouldn't die, right? Even Kui Tu died in your hands. " The bright red sky gradually darkened, signifying that they were about to begin the first deathmatch of their lives. There were also the majority of servants who were uneasy, but it was actually those brave warriors' servants who were somewhat eager to give it a try with simple weapons.

"Help me scratch it." He tore off his cloak, revealing a large, black, sesame-like scar on his back. This scar was from the skin that he had worn in the sand five days ago. He was used to seeing scars on his face, so he didn't care about it.

Large patches of black gauze covered almost all of the skin, neck, back, arms, and waist behind the peak. They were all wounds, and it was hard to believe that the peak would be able to kill Kui Tu and challenge the pole after receiving such heavy injuries.

"Quickly." He quickly stepped forward and used his dirty fingernails to pin Feng Feiyun's back. He saw layers of black scars that were like snow flying down from Feng Feiyun's body. Feng Feiyun's eyebrows loosened, and the piercing pain from his back always felt better than an itch.

"Three strikes …" What medicine did you use? How did it get better so fast? It's only been five days, right? " A strange cry of surprise came from the broken tooth. Feng Feiyun thought that his back would be covered in blood, but he didn't expect it to come from the broken tooth.

He pulled his hands on his arms. After the scars, there were pieces of red flesh and white dead skin. However, no blood flowed out. Feng Feiyun couldn't help but take a deep breath. The things he refined seemed to be too powerful.

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