C102

Piles after piles of weapons were piled up, thousands of water sachets were cut open by the blades, and all the water was drained away. Torches were lit on the dry branches piled up on the weapons, and all the dire men stared at the raging flames with unsightly faces.

"Everyone, you're leaving just like that? Does the tribe not care? " Standing together with the entire group was the Protector of the Wasteland, the Protector was the leader of the three largest tribes of the Loa tribe. The Loya clan was the most ununited tribe in the central wilderness.

"If I don't leave, I won't be able to live until now …" He knew what the Protector's words meant, so he shook his head and sighed, letting the Protector with buck teeth understand.

"No wonder. He should be a spy from the tribe. It's a pity …" "It's a pity I didn't catch him, I was just looking for him …" The Protector didn't think too much. On the peak of the day, he fought his way out of the encirclement. Who knows how many people died at the hands of the peak? Is that possible?

"Why are you looking for him?" The Protector continued to ask, but then he saw that his men had all been looted and were ready to go back, so he casually said, "Maybe he rushed out of the tribe and killed too many warriors, making Crosscut angry and wanting to punish him himself. Right now, all of the captured tribesmen are gathered together, and his end may not be too good …"

After saying that, the Protector followed the agreement, without even greeting them, he led his people and quickly left, with his head full of uncertainty, he couldn't help but look at the peak's back.

Not to mention whether he could catch the peak, even if he could catch the peak and give it to Heng Luo as a reward, he might not even be able to return the tribe to himself. After seeing Feng Feiyun's scheme, he had learned what it meant to plot.

Black Claw never had a chance to display his strength, nor did he receive any spoils of war. Other than a portion of the javelins being retracted, all the other weapons, including the fangs, were burned because they couldn't fit their weapons into the weapons of the Earth Shaman Tribe.

He only cared about one thing, whether or not the strategic goal was achieved, and that was completely different from the battle tactics in the wilderness. If this was in the past, even if Black Claw did not say it, he would definitely not feel comfortable, but at present, Black Claw really did not have any thoughts, the 1200 strong Qi slaves of the Earthbound Tribe, 2100 women, and 800 children were all enormous riches, what was there to be dissatisfied with?

The Black Claw Tribe was richer than ever before, and the one-third of the Black Claw Tribe had gathered three hundred warriors with the help of the Qi Nu. With enough women and children, they gradually regained their strength, and the large group of nearly seven thousand people headed south into the wilderness with the joy of victory.

Everyone was full of confidence about the future. Only Feng Feng was deeply worried, because the future of the wilderness was very volatile, and their team was only a small shrimp in a big wave, whether they could survive or not was still unknown. Unfortunately, he couldn't control Black Claw's final decision, or else, he would rather bring his tribe to the central region of the north and wait, otherwise, he wouldn't be swept into the center of the whirlpool, the southern wilderness.

This time, he didn't know how long he would be gone before he would be back. At this time, another person he was related to was on his master's back, fleeing from the eastern wilderness. Little Red Sand had already confirmed that it was a team from the Jia Luo Empire, but her ability to protect herself was close to zero.

Normally, they didn't communicate much with the red sand. The two of them spoke less than ten sentences a day, or more accurately, the demon moth spoke less than ten sentences a day. Little Red Sand usually didn't speak, it was just being obedient.

Lying on the back of the demon moth, Little Red Sand was motionless like a puppet, looking at the exquisite pink neck of the demon moth. Lying on the demon moth's back, Little Red Sand was motionless like a puppet, looking at the exquisite pink neck of the demon moth.

Lan Yu lost his composure and ran miserably beside the demon moth. The sand camel they were riding earlier had disappeared without a trace. The road ahead was long, and they had no idea when it would end.

The other three were nowhere to be seen. It was obvious that they didn't have much luck. They didn't know what was chasing after them, but it had actually made the two unparalleled warriors of the Jia Luo Sword Sect into such a sorry state.

The Demon Moths, as the leading warriors of the Jia Luo Tribe, had far more stamina and stamina than the most powerful warriors of the tribe. However, at this time, their steps were unsteady, and they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

"Monster Moths, throw her away. I'll find you an even better disciple, definitely better than her. You also know that her ability is useless these few days …"

The gentle, refined, and calm Lan Yu's handsome face was somewhat flustered. The gaze she gave Little Red Sand lacked gentleness and gentleness. She would occasionally look behind her and earnestly advise the demon moth.

However, her small hand reached into her bosom and grabbed the small comb and small mirror inside. This was the treasure that Feng Feiyun had left for her, as well as the feather that he had carefully inspected every day. It was her only treasure.

"Scram, not just anyone can be my disciple. Before, I didn't have one, but in the future, I will be like red sand. If you live, then we live. If you die, then we die together, what's the big deal …"

The demon moth was as irritable as ever, causing Lan Yu to sigh deeply. The demon moth's decision was something no one could refute. In private matters, even the parents could not force themselves to do.

The red sand was not moved by the Demon Moths' insistence. His pure eyes were fixated on the slanting red cloud, as if he was recalling something. At this moment, a shadow suddenly flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he suddenly grabbed the Demon Moths right shoulder.

"Those Hanged Ghost are here again …" With a cold snort, the demon moth suddenly stopped and stomped its feet. The ground slightly trembled, then, with its back facing the small red sand, it jumped more than ten meters into the air, ignoring the gravity.

Lan Yu roared. His supple hair stood erect. The pupils in his eyes suddenly disappeared. All that was left were the whites of his eyes. He took out a hollowed-out blue flexible sword from his belt, and slashed it down.

Amidst the piercing sound, a sharp whistling sound pierced through the air from the sword body all the way to the sky, as if the air was split in half. In the next second, the sparkling crystal sand suddenly covered a black silhouette that was moving very quickly, and with a shrill scream, the ugly creature that was flapping its wings suddenly fell.

The angle at which it fell happened to be the direction in which the flexible sword chopped down. With a "hualala" sound, it split into two evenly from head to toe, scattering blood everywhere as it fell to the ground.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look at the ground, and her small hand grabbed onto the left arm of the demon moth. The demon moth gently pouted, and an invisible wave suddenly emanated from its body, spreading out over ten meters and suddenly rebounding, and suddenly swinging out an armor-piercing sharp weapon, which drilled into the ground. The next moment, the exploded soil mixed with the broken body of the demon moth, making Lan Yu dumbstruck.

The demon moth didn't waste even a second as it charged forward again, causing Lan Yu to shudder and hurriedly follow.

"How did you become so powerful?" Aren't passive waves only allowed to be used once a day? "

They didn't know how many times they had worked together to kill the flying fox, but they were helpless against the strange creatures that were hiding on the ground. They didn't know that the demon moth would always be found at the first possible moment, and if they didn't have the demon moth's sensitivity, they might have already been entangled by it, and at that time...

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