C83

In the midst of his smiling expression, the young girl's rebuking gaze rolled over to Feng Feiyun, causing his heart to beat even faster. At this moment, Feng Feiyun was experiencing the sweetness and perfection of his first love; as long as it was just a strand of hair on her body, he would love her to his very bones.

"Wait a moment …" The gentle fragrance caused the peak's heartbeat to speed up by a hundred yards. The peak held its breath, afraid that its breath would mess with the beauty, and before it could recover from the fragrance, the beauty had already disappeared into the opening of the tent.

A strong sense of loss filled his heart, and a voice kept calling out to him to uncover the tent and find the girl inside. However, Feng Feiyun tightly clenched his fists to maintain his final bit of rationality.

He never would have thought that Gao Feng would run into a girl called Kai Yue, who accidentally became the vanguard of the entire tribe. Even more so, he never would have thought that Gao Feng was good at infiltrating the enemy from behind, and in his eyes, the barbarian tribe was just a sieve of loopholes. More than ten tribes were mixed together, and the barbarians that went in and out were not familiar with each other.

Walking out of the peak of the tribe, he felt like he had lost his soul. His eyes were empty as he walked forward. At this moment, he did not want to return to the tribe earlier to be his grand elder. Instead, he wanted to protect the girl who was like a gardener.

The fierce and revered gazes of the tribe's warriors and the screams of the women and children could be heard. If he turned around, the entire Black Claw Tribe would probably be wiped out and all those who were related to him would die.

"Maybe she'll forget about me soon. Such a beautiful girl will always have men by her side …" It was rare for him to make such a big fuss out of it. He mockingly advised himself and silently walked forward with the bag in his hand.

When he passed the first checkpoint, two spears were pointed at his chest. One on the left and one on the right, the Horde Warriors with skeletons painted on their bodies arrogantly raised their heads, looking down at the peak from the corner of their eyes.

"Where to?" It was a simple question that carried an unquestionable force. It was obvious that they did not place any importance on a peak without a weapon.

"I am the former pawn of the Man-Headed Tribe. I was lost last night, I went to look for them …" Gao Feng used the words he used to deceive Kai Yue to continue fabricating his identity.

"A tribe? "Those cowards?" One of the tribal warriors disdainfully said. He couldn't help but lower the spear in his hand, but the other one didn't move at all.

"Open the bag …" The command caused Feng Feng Ji to frown, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"What is it …" The real defense was placed on top of the head, and the real defense was placed on top of the head. After learning the lesson of the destruction of the Night Demon Tribe, the barbarians had set up a hidden trench on both sides of the valley. Hundreds of barbarian warriors with spears stretched their heads out one after another to look at the situation; at this distance, not to mention him, even if Black Claw came, he would still be dead.

"It's fine, the little bastard who lost his way …" The response caused the people up there to turn their heads away, unable to see where the giant trap was hidden.

"Open the bag." After the words were repeated, the spear was pressed against the peak of the mountain. If the mountain hesitated for even a moment, they would kill this youth without any background.

"Take a look …" He opened the bag in front of the two. The tribe warrior who had just retrieved the spear was obviously not interested, as he was staring at a plant that was of a different species growing on the wall with the spear in his arms. The other warrior gave him a warning glance, and then stuck the spear at his feet, reached out, took the bag and fell down.

Many things fell out, including various cute pastries, and a few delicate wooden bottles. One of them opened the bottle, letting out a green liquid that made the two tribal warriors salivate at the same time.

"Mine …" The man tossed the bag at his feet and reached for it.

"I want it too..." The desert warriors who were looking at the mountain walls didn't even bother to take their spears anymore. They opened their palms and were about to push the fellows who were picking up the pastries away.

"Kacha..." Two crisp sounds rang out as both of Feng Zhiling's powerful hands exerted force at the same time to break their throats. The two of them touched their necks together, staring in surprise at the cold and ruthless Feng Zhiling, who was making gurgling sounds with his mouth open. Feng Zhiling gazed at the scattered cakes on the ground for a few seconds, then he suddenly raised his head, with eyes filled with madness and rage, causing one of the barbarian warriors to raise his head up in an attempt to ask for help.

The chipped and collapsed Adam's apple blocked their breathing and they could no longer breathe. The mountain retrieved the things on the ground into its bag and swept its icy gaze across their purple faces. It did not hesitate to cross over their bodies and continue walking forward.

Behind him, the two people slowly suffocated to death. The upper part of the trenches were hidden, so he wasn't aware of the situation of the two people below. It wasn't until he walked out of the canyon that he heard the faint sound of an alarm from behind him.

Facing his enemies, he could kill them without holding back, but he did not kill them recklessly. He also had his own bottom line in his heart, perhaps because he had no mother for two lifetimes, and he felt sorry for all the children. Just like Little Red Sands, who was only a short passerby in his life, but had left an indelible mark in his heart.

In his previous life, he had always followed a principle, which was that he would partially follow the general situation and use the sacrifice of a few to protect the majority of people. Whether it was on the battlefield filled with flames or in the barren and desolate Western Wilderness, he had always unconsciously followed this principle to decide on something.

Because of the soldiers' ruthlessness, there was nothing on the battlefield that could not be sacrificed, including himself. If there was a fight, he would focus on the fight. Nothing, not even his own life, had anything to do with victory.

He did not know how to live in a peaceful environment, so he had his own perseverance. He would live according to his own way of thinking, he would treat children well, protect women and children, because in his heart, this was a normal way of life, which caused him to have a conflict in his character, because he did not understand the world outside the battlefield.

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