C24

Sixteen newly-born Wasteland warriors walked out of their tents. Each of them had white bones decorated with white pigment. The bones looked terrifying, but everywhere else they were drawing messy pictures.

Other than the fact that Feng Feiyun was able to calmly greet the women and children who were calling out to them, the rest of the soldiers tightly shut their mouths, lowered their heads, and looked like gods. If one looked closely, perhaps one would realize that the totems on their bodies weren't as exquisite as the bodies of the Wasteland Warriors.

The group slowly made their way out of the camp. Seeing that it was about to become pitch black, they did not move and rushed out excitedly. Suddenly, a group of scarecrow warriors appeared in front of them, tidying up their belongings and following them.

The occasional sounds of fighting could be heard from the darkness. Some were close, some were far away. They also encountered other dire warriors who were running towards the direction of the battle. Obviously, they were trying to wipe out the remnants of the tribe.

He was at a loss on whether to make a move or wait. However, he didn't even know what he was waiting for. His intuition told him that this wasn't the time to make a move.

However, they did not know that once the sky brightened up, the totem on their bodies would shine like a light bulb on a dark night. At that time, even if the peak was Claw Eagle, they would not be able to escape.

As they were advancing, a roar suddenly came from the darkness in front of them. Three bloody tribal warriors appeared out of nowhere and charged towards them. Their crazed appearance scared the others. This was no longer called bravery, this was suicide.

"Do it." He had been aiming at the two warriors in front of him for a long time, and as he made his move, the others also moved. Because the tribal warriors had attracted the attention of the desert warriors, so they did not notice the changes behind them, but when they saw the two people again, they became frightened, but it was already too late.

The torches on the ground shined on the corpses, which were covered in blood. The barbarians, who were not completely dead, wailed in pain, and their heads were beheaded. The warriors of the other tribes and the pole walked up to Feng Zhiling with astonishment and asked in a hoarse voice, "You are Three Claws?"

The tribesmen were more familiar with the tribe. Feng Feiyun's men were not like the barbarians with their scorpion tails, so they could tell at a glance that the barbarians were the only ones who could not see it.

"Give them water …" Seeing that it was a pole, Feng Ji immediately lost his interest. He didn't like this guy, but this pole rushed forward to grab Feng Ji's arm.

Just as the pole reached the peak, the wrist somehow fell into the hands of the peak. The peak abruptly opened up his joints, and with a raise of his right hand, he placed the pole's arm behind his back, so that the pole could only bend over and stare at the ground.

The warriors of the two tribes were surprised. This was the first time they had seen the peak attack.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't …" I wanted you to save Black Claw. He's surrounded. "

Once again, he felt that his arm was about to break. Because it was a battlefield, Feng Zhiling's actions weren't serious at all. He was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat. He grimaced in pain and shouted these words.

Chu Feng ruthlessly threw away the stick and said in a loud voice, "I'm not going. We entered with more than 100 people. Now, there are only so few people left. All we can do is to live."

"The Black Claw is gone, so is the tribe. Do you want to wander in the wilderness?" He waved his hand to blow away the water bag that was sent to him by the broken teeth, then shouted at the peak with a hoarse voice. The persistence in his eyes was like a flame.

"What do you think …" ( Yuan Fang: I really don't know much about the Lord's Apocalypse.) Feng Zi didn't care about it at all. What did the existence of the Black Claw Tribe have to do with him? He passed the choice to the people behind him.

They knew what it meant to be a wandering warrior without Black Claw, but they didn't say anything. They knew that Feng Zhiling was determined not to fight, and they had reached their limit.

"I think we should still save him, otherwise …" "The tribe is gone, and so is my Grandma …"

This was his peak relationship, and he was the most suitable person to talk to.

"Bang …" Feng Ji's fist mercilessly landed on Chi Ya's face, sending him flying away with a punch.

"You're dead, do you want to die too?" They had already been beaten to a pulp. Right now, the most important thing was to rest and recuperate, not continue to fight. Even if they joined in, what use would they have?

"I don't have Ah Da, I can't do without Ah Ma." Both elbows pressed against the ground as he spat out blood from his mouth. He rushed towards the peak and roared like a wounded beast.

"Who else wants to go?" Feng Ji felt that he was already worthy of the incisor. He didn't want to speak anymore, so he took a step back.

"I'm sorry, Three Claws, thank you for saving us. You should keep these emerald leaves. In the future when you go to other tribes, you can also exchange them."

A servant stood up and placed the bag on his back in front of the peak. He was the first, but not the last. Food, water, and other valuables were all piled up in front of the peak.

One by one, the men who had lived and died with the mountain stood before the mountain. They were willing to exchange their lives for Black Claw's.

One kind of persistence, one kind of faith, was also a blindness. The people of the tribe had chosen their own path. The pressure in Feng Feiyun's heart was on the verge of exploding. What was this? He saved these people, but they betrayed him so quickly?

The anger in Chu Feng's heart was like a repressed volcano, but he couldn't vent it out on these people. Before, he had cheated them time and time again, but now, he had no other reason to continue. And they don't understand that sometimes good deception is more important than truth.

"Sanqiao, come with us. If you can bring us out, you can bring us …" The incisor saw the grief and indignation on the peak's face and could not help but advise the peak.

"Scram, all of you scram. Go and die. You can die however you wish. It has nothing to do with me, scram …"

With a kick, Feng Feiyun kicked away the bag in front of him, scattering out tens of pieces of green leaf money. Dingdang, on the other hand, slammed into the ground with a crisp sound.

Fang and the pole left, and the others left with the pole, leaving behind the peak standing in the darkness like a lost undead.

"Why don't you go?" Zhua Qi squatted on the ground and groped around with the money, while Zhua Qi asked dejectedly, only the two of them were left.

"You didn't go, did you? This time, you are not allowed to fight with me for it. " Claws did not raise his head as he focused on exploring the ground. Every time he found one, he would hide it in his crotch.

"You have a place to go? Aren't you afraid that Grandma will be gone? " Feng Feiyun slowly sat down on the ground and asked in a strange tone. He could faintly hear the screams coming from far away, but it didn't affect his mood for idle banter.

"There isn't just the Black Claw Tribe in the wilderness. My grandma is the daughter of the leader of the Fringe, and there's also a huge castle behind the Fringe. It's called the Castle of Despair. Why must I stay in the wilderness?"

Claws stopped fumbling and raised his head to look at the night sky as he asked expectantly.

"Then what do you want these things for?" Perhaps he could learn the art of learning two claws and find a new place to start over. Perhaps there was the peace and peace that he wanted.

"Money, no matter where you go, you have to have money." At this point, Claws became more alert and continued to grope for the money.

"Keep away from me, the farther the better. Perhaps, your dream will be fulfilled …" Suddenly, Gao Feng raised his Fangs Blade and turned around to leave, but the direction he was leaving in was towards the tribe.

"Where are you going?" "Let's go together, safe …" Second Claw was no fool. He stood up in panic and chased after the peak while carrying bags of varying sizes.

"If you don't follow me, there's a 50% chance that you'll be safe. If you follow me, you won't be safe at all." His dream was to recover his memories, so he had to use the most direct method to find them on the battlefield. If he were to miss this opportunity, perhaps he would only be able to spend the rest of his life like the Second Claw, running around somewhere where there was no killing for money.

After leaving his companions, there was nothing he could do. It was impossible for him to find his way back to the tribe. Even if he had two claws leading the way, where would his future go?

The tribesmen were cheated for a reason, and while he was cheating the others, he was also trying to comfort himself with the thought that if he wanted to escape, he would have long escaped. However, his loathing for failure made him insist on staying in the tribe to support the battle.

He could use all sorts of reasons to convince himself that there really was only one reason. He wanted to revisit his memories and find his true self.

He did not remember how many people he had killed, and the mission given to him by the Black Claw was just like a joke at this moment, and he did not feel any aversion to killing, nor did he feel any sense of guilt. Besides not killing women and children, anyone who waved their weapons at him would be killed without any pressure.

The massacre allowed them to blend into the battlefield in the shortest time possible, and also allowed them to be closer to finding him. As he walked towards the center of the tribe step by step, the resolution in his heart caused more images and information to flash through his mind.

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