Chapter 839, Tianhuang tribe

After careful combing, Ding Hao can tell that the world is definitely not a space in the six, but a truly living world.
In other words...
This should be the world connected to the chessboard array in the mysterious cave behind the sword.
It is the fairyland that Ding Hong’s tears and other endless mainland gods have identified.
It’s just this world, but it’s different from the immortal world in your own imagination. After the arrival, there is no fairy scent and endless energy, no magical medicines in the mountains and mountains, and no gods who have gone to the mountains. The power of a strange suppression suppresses one's own strength.
This feeling is like a martial arts supernatural power that he cultivated on the endless continent. In this world, it is a little bit ill.
And this little girl in front of her eyes looks thin and malnourished, and her strength is very low. Isn’t it the strongest in the realm of immortals, but also the weak ones with low strength?
Fortunately, the power of his own knowledge has not been suppressed.
[King 诀 的]'s keen feeling, tell Ding Hao that this little girl named Achu is not malicious to herself. Everything she said is true.
Taking a deep breath, Ding Hao smiled and said: "A girl, can I go outside and take a look?"
Ah began to nod and said: "Of course."
Out of the cabin, the golden sunlight sprinkled, Ding Hao squinted and his eyes sprinkled around.
The location where he was located turned out to be a huge canopy of more than 20 meters high. The cabin was built on this platform-like canopy. In addition, there was a platform built of wooden planks, which was extremely wide.
Within a few kilometers of the surrounding area, there are many such strange trees. The canopy is like a platform. It is built with beautiful wooden cabins. Under the golden sunset light, it is covered with a golden glow. It looks very incomparable. Beautiful, as if it were a fairy kingdom in a fairy tale.
Farther away is the endless mountains, like a statue of the ancient sacred behemoth, and the crouching guards in the distance.
It should be in a very vast forest.
Before the beginning, I said that this place is a Tianran tribe. The place where the word tribe is used, in the image of Ding Hao, should be some wild and remote places, at least on the endless continent, only some aliens and small ones isolated all the year round. The place will use the word tribe to call itself.
There was a voice of screaming in the distance, and there should be many people practicing martial arts.
Ding Hao slightly gaze at the eyes, through the dense leaves, I saw in the distance, there is a huge show of bluestones, hundreds of hard-wearing man with a stick, are drinking and practicing martial arts, the sun is drying in their uplifting On the black muscles, a grain of sweat is like oil. Everyone's muscles are extremely developed, like a small giant, full of power and beauty.
It can be felt that the mysteriousness of these men is not tyrannical, and the internal strength of the body is even slightly different from that of Xuanqi, but their muscle power is sturdy to the extreme, and the weakest is also in the king of Wuwang. One or two of them can reach the realm of Emperor Wu.
It seems that this tribe is popular for physical training.
The strength of this kind of force, among the people I have seen in Ding Hao, only the strongmen of the Middle-earth Shenzhou Temple, the three giants called Arnold, Shiva, Singh and Zhang under the rain. Everyone can be compared to others, and the strength of many other older generations is not even comparable to those of hardcover men.
The comprehensive strength of this tribal tribe is really not low.
If you put it on the endless continent, it is definitely a middle-class sect.
Ding Hao observed very carefully.
"That is the warrior in the tribe. They are the most powerful guardians of the tribe. The Tianhuang tribe can survive in this crisis-ridden [Bohai Forest], relying on them to protect them from generation to generation..." Light and authentic.
Ding Hao smiled and nodded: "It is indeed a very powerful warrior."
A beautiful big eyes flashed bright colors, saying: "Yes, the warriors of our tribes are all practicing [destroying war jihad], which is a very powerful cultivation practice, in the whole [Bohai Forest] They are all famous."
Ding Hao smiled and was about to say something.
Just then, a loud thorn-stricken voice suddenly came from the side, saying: "At first, you seem to have a heart tied to this little white face. Even the practice in the tribe is just to say He heard that you are not afraid of tribal safety, do you not be afraid of punishment?"
A thick-eyed, eye-catching teenager who looks almost fifteen or six years old, appears on a tree ten meters away, stepping on a soft branch under his feet, gently slamming his body and drawing an arc per second in the air. The line came to the front of the two.
Achu’s face was white for a moment, and he turned his head and did not speak.
She is about to explain what, just listen to Ding Hao around her faintly: "It’s just a name for the practice, it’s not a cultivation of the righteousness, let’s talk about it, let alone the words of the slashing jihad, for the Tianran tribe. Isn't it a secret that cannot be said?"
The young man heard the words, a slight glimpse, and immediately whispered: "Hey, you are an outsider, you don't know what you think, there is no place for you to talk here, your injury is good, then let's leave, day The wild tribes have never welcomed outsiders."
"No, no, no, he just woke up, still very weak..." Ah suddenly panicked and explained quickly.
Before I finished, another voice came and said: "Amei, I am so hungry, have you still eaten there?"
A teenager in a white gown slowly walked out from behind the cabin.
Ding Hao’s heart was slightly shocked. When did the boy appear behind the log house, he didn’t even notice it before, was the strength of this boy still above himself? No, now even the invincible peak, can not escape the perception of their own knowledge, not to mention this white boy...
Ding Hao found a strange place.
This white-dressed boy is extremely neatly dressed, and the white robe is as clean as snow. There is no trace of dirt. The long one is extremely handsome. A long black hair is tied with grass stems. If you look at it, it is definitely a beautiful man, but if you look closely If you can find that his demeanor is a bit sluggish, a pair of eyes straight hooks like no focal length, and the mind seems to be somewhat unconscious.
"Brother, wait a minute, I will be ready for you early." Ah saw the white boy coming out and immediately hurried back to the cabin, and soon he held a small basket with four or five pieces of black. The thing, handed to the teenager, said: "Come on."
The white boy opened his mouth and smiled. He sat down on the ground, and both hands grabbed the contents of the basket and slammed it.
It seems to be something like baked potatoes, and the teenager eats very fragrant.
At the beginning, I was smiling with a beloved smile. I watched the white boy eating beautifully, and the face was filled with happiness. But Ding Hao clearly saw that when the last piece of food in the basket was left, Ah Chu also Gently swallowed a mouthful of water, apparently also hungry to the extreme.
"Eat after eating," the white boy ate the contents of the basket in one breath and reached out and said: "Amei, I am still hungry, are there any more?"
A first face flashed a faint color, said: "Brother, wait until the evening to eat well, not too much to eat at one time."
"Oh." The white robe boy nodded in disappointment and said: "But people are still very hungry, Amei, I want to eat meat, I really want to eat meat."
"The meat is for the warriors in the tribe. Are you a fool, what is the qualification to eat meat?" The sturdy and burly teenager next to him couldn’t help but say: "You fool, put it in another tribe, you have been thrown out and starved to death." In the past few years, if you have saved your own food, you will die, waste!"
The white robe juvenilely looked at the burly boy and did not speak.
"Ahu, you are not allowed to say my brother." A was a bit angry and awkward, and kept the white robe teenager behind him.
The burly boy licked his mouth.
at this time--
"Little brother, I have food here, do you want it?" Ding Hao, who has been secretly observing, took out a golden tender and tender beast from the storage space and handed it to the white robe.
The white robe teenager looked up and looked at Ding Hao.
An extremely imperceptible glimmer of light flashed through his stunned pupil.
In this moment, Ding Hao’s heart suddenly raised a warning sign, and a very dangerous feeling shrouded the whole body, as if it had been stared at by a wild beast.
But the next moment, this feeling disappeared instantly.
"Who are you? Good flesh, I want to eat..." The white robe boy has become mad and mad, and he has taken the roasting animal legs from Ding Hao's hands in a dull manner, screaming at the mouth, not ignoring the oil. Dirty my own white robe.
"It's delicious, oh, delicious, really delicious..." He smiled happily, like a child who didn't understand anything.
The burly teenager sniffed the meat in the air and swallowed a slobber.
Ding Hao smiled and threw him a barbecue.
[King 诀 的]'s keen instinct tells Ding Hao that although this burly boy has a bit of a fierce tone, it is actually not bad.
The burly boy hesitated for a moment, caught the beast and smashed two, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked up at Ding Hao, said: "Strange people, don't think that a piece of barbecue can buy me, before you figure out your origins I will always monitor you."
It turned out that this little guy was actually appointed by the tribe to stare at himself.
Ding Hao smiled.
Ding Hao took out the juice and other food from the storage ring and placed it on the small table in front of the wooden house, greeting the first brother and sister to eat.
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There was a problem in the background of the vertical and horizontal, only to come out, sorry for the brothers