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"What does this have to do with you?" Feng Ji liked to pour cold water on others, and let his head out of the nothingness of his past. He couldn't help but be surprised. Black Claw and the Second Elder looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

"The barbarians target not only the western wilderness, but also the southern and eastern wilderness …" As soon as these words were spoken, Black Claw and Patriarch Two were shocked. Only Feng Feng was not surprised. He didn't even know the Western Wilderness, let alone any other areas.

"The barbarians in the central wilderness weren't defeated. I don't know what was so strange about it. What I know is that in the central war, the weakest tribes were lost. The truly powerful tribes didn't …"

"At the very least, Great Elder is able to deal with savage beasts. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to live past tomorrow in the wilderness. Why would I need to think so much?" "A day is a day. To be able to live and spread the leaves of the tree is the protection of our ancestors, to be able to survive would not be the fault of others …"

It also told the truth that he, the Protector, was willing to side with the Black Claw Tribe. The truth was that the Protector in the wilderness, Jia Luo, could not defeat the Barbarian Beast.

"You still haven't answered my question. Just because I brought you here doesn't mean that the Black Claw Tribe is willing to protect you. It's impossible for you to take advantage of them …"

No matter how serious the problem was, it was still the same for him. He would not place his hopes on others like the Black Claw, nor would he live day after day like the Black Claw. He always believed that only by having control over his own fate could he guarantee it.

"Three Claw, how can you speak like that? Full Head is also an Protector, you can't not know what a Protector means? " Black Claw was somewhat dissatisfied and loudly reprimanded. His head was full of laughter that was a bit embarrassed and a bit fake.

"That's right. With a leader, we might be able to go to the Fringe. The Fringe is connected to the Castle of Despair, so we might be able to escape from this …" The Second Elder also spoke. When the words "Fringe Tribe" and "Castle of Despair" came out, a brilliant light unconsciously flashed in the eyes of everyone present. However, he did not say anything.

"Layout..." You can't even see such a huge plot? " He was different from Black Claw, Black Claw might be proficient in the struggles between tribes, but the education he received was to look at the overall situation. Through the half-truths and information, he had already drawn a rough outline, and the barbarians' plans were huge, and the bigger ones surpassed the entire wilderness.

As they talked about the layout, none of the three people present could understand it, or were able to understand it better than they could. Chu Feng moved the wine glasses to the side, dipped his finger in the wine and started drawing on the table.

Although he had never seen it before, he could imagine it from the combat maps he had seen in his previous life. After he drew everything, Black Claw was keenly aware that a series of arrowheads were forming one after another, resonating and resonating with each other.

The Second Elder could not tell. He felt it was a pity that the wine was wasted. His face turned serious. As a wasteland, he could see more than Black Claw.

"Stop pretending. It's not difficult for two hundred thousand warriors of the Wasteland to get their hands on the entire wilderness. Any leader who isn't an idiot can get their hands on one within five years. Why not?" Even if we captured the three wild lands in the east, south, and west, we would only get some water sources to grow some jujube trees, just like when we have a fertile field at home, but we would still be unable to grow more grains even if we were to snatch them from others. That's why we have been able to live in the wilderness for hundreds of years, right? "

The words of Feng Zhiling caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead. Under the gaze of Black Claw, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with great difficulty and reluctantly nodded his head.

"Then let's change our way of thinking. Previously, we didn't want to take them, but now, all of the 200,000 warriors in the central wilderness only fought a few small battles and some small tribes only died." Then let's change our way of thinking, we're not willing to take them, but now, all of the 200,000 warriors in the central wilderness only fought a few small battles. Perhaps their greatest help is the Northern Wasteland people who drove you out of your homes? "

The moment he stood up, whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh, the blades of the black claws shot out again and again like fanning surfaces. The black aura lingering above them was like the breath of a demon, which was horrifying.

"Hehe, no need to be nervous. It's just that the leader is clear on a few things, isn't it?" The peak showed Black Claw a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, then he turned his head to stare into the rain of sweat.

"I understand. It was all a scam from the beginning to the end. My people died in vain. All the people of the mountain tribe died in vain …" The muscles on his head tensed up as his entire body trembled as he said these words. He tightly clenched his hands, and the crisp sound of joints cracking rang out. Feng Feiyun indifferently swept his face over to look at Black Claw.

"We don't need to care about the 12 tribes. They won't be arrogant for too long. The question now is, how are we going to get out of this? Perhaps, we can find a big boss. For example, a family?"

However, he knew one thing. No matter how small a family was, compared to the Western Wilderness, they were much stronger, and the final layout of the barbarians was related to the clan. Whether it was to take from the ashes of fire, or to protect themselves, they had to get close to them.

"What exactly does that mean? Why can't I understand it? " The Second Elder couldn't help but be puzzled. Feng Feiyun rolled his eyes. A person like the Second Elder only had this kind of intelligence.

"It's not that the Wasteland People in the central region can't defeat the Northern Wasteland People, it's that they have set their sights on a better place …" After throwing out this reminder, the Second Elder suddenly clapped his hands and said loudly: "So our Western Wilderness is a good place in the eyes of the Wasteland people? "What's so good about it?"

"Bang …" Black Claw could not help it, and he kicked the Second Elder away, saying loudly, "Scram to the side, don't embarrass yourself here …."

"That, where did the central wasteland people set their eyes on?" Not the west, maybe the south? The border tribe over there is pretty close to me, we shouldn't just stand by and watch … " After reprimanding the Second Elder, the Black Claw spoke to Chu Feng with a smile of 50 steps.

Chu Feng felt an urge to bow his head in silence. Why was he so cunning, why were the other tribes plotting against others one after another, and why weren't Black Claw that smart? No wonder he had been dug such a big hole and lost so many people. If he hadn't appeared, it would have been impossible for the Black Claw Tribe not to perish.

Hundreds of thousands of people have swarmed into the east and south, which is equivalent to two pieces of sandfruit cake. No matter how rich you are, you can't stop them, it's because of this reason that the desolate people in the central region didn't do anything to you, and the only reason why they are taking action now is because the sandfruit fields they see are ten times, a hundred times bigger than the central region, and can feed more people. Tell me, other than behind the Despair Castle, where else is there? "

After Black Claw fell silent, Patriarch Two who had been kicked to the corner sneakily found his way back to his seat with his legs crossed. Patriarch Two looked at him, then looked at Black Claw, and finally put his gaze back on Black Claw.

"I'm afraid the barbarians from the north have already joined up with the large tribes in the central region. The previous war of attrition was because the large tribes wanted to weaken the small tribes, so it would be easier to annex them. That is to say, this time, the entire tribe will join together …"

He felt that he had been abandoned, a protector, a powerful being in everyone's eyes had been abandoned. It could be said to be funny, but it really happened.

"The western wilderness is finished. The eastern wilderness will also be finished. As for the southern wilderness …" Black Claw also spoke with a dry and bleak tone. The Second Elder's mind turned and he suddenly said:

"Didn't the Three Claws say we could find someone?" Feng Mei Feng lightly raised his head and looked approvingly at the Second Elder. Who said the Second Elder had no experience, but was good at grasping at crucial points? Just as he was about to give a long speech, Black Claw interrupted him.

"It's impossible to get close to them. Our ancestors were sinners who were exiled by the family. Even if we died, they would only be happy …"

"The Castle of Despair is the thorn in the wilderness. Who knows how many barbarians died under it. If the barbarians invaded, the Castle of Despair wouldn't let anyone in, even if we wanted to join them it wouldn't be that easy."

"Bang …" For a time, his mind was in chaos. If that was the case, then perhaps they really had fallen into a deathtrap.

"We can only go to the Fringe tribes. They are connected to the Castle of Despair, and every year, a large amount of the wilderness's specialties flow from the Fringe tribes to the Castle of Despair. When we go there, we'll …"

Black Claw once again confirmed his previous thoughts, his eyes lit up, and Feng Feng suddenly shook his head. Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.