Chapter 840, cold clouds
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Blade and Sword God Sovereign
- Luan Shi Kuang Dao
- 1891 characters
- 2021-02-03 05:40:38
This time, after returning to Ask Jianzong, Ding Hao collected a lot of food, stored in the storage ring, hesitating the setting of the inscription array, these things will not deteriorate after being stored in the inside for hundreds of years, when they are taken out Still braving a slight heat.
"This... too much, can't eat so much!" A was a bit overwhelmed.
In the wilderness of [Bohai Forest], food has always been a scarce resource. The population of the Tianran tribe has always been under one thousand. At that time, because of the lack of support from top elites, tribal activities The scope is always controlled within a hundred miles, and the tribal warriors can only bring back limited food and can only support a limited number of people.
The boy who used to be called Ahu said it was good. If you change to another tribe, like a fool of white teenagers, I am afraid that I will die long ago. He can survive because Nalan had been eating forever. Leave his own food to him.
Like the fragrant meat in front of the eyes, it has always been the food of tribal leaders, elders and powerful warriors.
I don't know how many years, Nalan did not eat meat.
Even if the occasional tribal warriors go out to hunt for a good harvest, each person is assigned some animal meat, and Nalan will convert his own one into ordinary yam, potatoes and grass stems, a little bit of animal meat. Can be exchanged for a large number of low-grade food, although not fragrant, but can fill the stomach.
These years, Nalan began to learn herbal medicine with her mother-in-law. She is talented in this respect, so she has a little bit of status in the tribe. She can barely use one's ration to support herself and her silly brother.
At this time, I saw so many beautiful foods, and Nalan had a feeling of disbelief at the first day.
"If it wasn't for the first girl, I might have been a tyrannical wilderness. This is not enough to express the gratitude of Ding Hao." Ding Hao smiled.
"It's delicious, delicious, you are a good person, I like you." The white robe teenager opened his arms and ate, smiled sillyly, and sent a good card to Ding Hao.
Ah Chu finally couldn't help the delicious temptation. He picked up a small piece of barbecue and put it in his mouth. The indescribable wonderful taste made her body tremble with excitement.
Is this the taste of meat?
At first, even the greasy dirt on his fingers was gently sucked clean.
At this time, Ding Hao also knows a little about the status quo of the Tianran tribe.
It seems that people in this world do not seem to have a good life. Among the warriors of the Tianhuang tribe, there are repairs that have reached the realm of the Wudi realm, but even the food and clothing problems in the tribe are difficult to solve, if it is changed In the endless continent, the existence of a realm of Wudi can almost be said to be a small hegemon. If it is necessary to get the wind to rain, how can it be so embarrassing?
Ding Hao also ate a little.
His body is still somewhat weak, not only because of the suppression of the power of the different laws of the world and the influence of the original chessboard formation, but also because he asked the swordsman to drive the magic knife and the rust sword at the same time. The aftereffects.
"Well? What smell? Good fragrance."
A voice came from a distance, and then the figure flashed, and several people appeared on the canopy platform at the same time.
It is a tribal warrior in armor.
"Well? Ah, there is still meat in the family at the beginning? Bold, did you dare to hide meat in the early days? Say, where did these things come from?" He glanced at the first burly strong man, and asked in a stern manner.
Meat for soldiers who need to replenish their blood power, in any tribe, privately or stealing meat, is a big sin that cannot be forgiven.
A first startled, and quickly squatted on the ground, said: "Derg adults, please anger, Achu did not have such courage, these meat is not a private possession, this is the ... this Ding Hao brother's goods Do not believe you can ask Ahu."
A hard-dressed boy named Ahu quickly said the story.
"Oh? Is it you?" The strong man's eyes fell on Ding Hao's body, and he looked up and down several times. He said: "You are the stranger who came back from the wilderness? Is it already good? Then please Get out of here, the Tianhuang tribe does not welcome outsiders."
Ding Hao’s gaze passed over these few people.
It seems that this brave man named Deyi should be a character such as the leader of the warrior. The internal strength of the body is cultivated in the realm of the great martial artist. The cultivation of the power of is in the realm of the 3rd and 4th Emperor Wudi, quite impressive, behind him. The other six brawny men are also fighters who have been repaired by the half-step Wudi.
"Okay, I will leave here as soon as possible." Ding Hao looked calm and authentic.
He was going to leave the tribe, figure out the world outside, and figure out if this is the so-called fairyland. Those who came to the world through the transmission method finally went where they went, and they still had to follow Ding Hong. The tears of the envy, in this world, strive to find the supernatural gods who entered the fairy world in the gates of the Qingmuya fairyland before the Middle-earth Super God.
This is related to the pattern of the endless mainland and the two races.
So he did not think that he would stay in the wild tribe.
When I heard Ding Hao say this, Deyi Bianhan nodded, then pointed to the barbecue and other food on the table, saying: "According to the rules of the tribe, no matter where it comes from, meat should be turned over. These things, you have to pay. Give us."
"Dr. Dean, how can this be..." A first-in-a-life, what the subconscious wants to say.
Ding Hao gently pulled her, and took out more food and wine from the storage ring. He smiled and said: "That is of course, Ding Hao is a tribute to the tribes, these foods, it is a small care." Let's go."
Looking at the food that was piled up like a hill, the brawny people wiped their eyes.
The eyes of the German brawny passed from Ding Hao’s storage ring, and a greedy color flashed away, but did not ask for it. He nodded and let the soldiers under his hands move all the food, even a thank you or Did not say anything in the words.
Until the soldiers have gone far, the young boy is awkward: "Where there are such rules in the tribe, it is clear that they are embarrassed by themselves, and they are looking for these excuses." Here, he looked at him. At the beginning, I remembered something and said: "To the beginning of the year, I heard from the old people today that the tribal sacrifices after three days must be chosen for the women in the tribe. Your name is also among them."
A early face, obviously pale.
In the [Bohai Forest], if a woman has passed twelve, she can marry.
"You can do it in your heart. I remind you that the medicine mother-in-law has always been good to you. If you look at a warrior in the tribe, you can ask her to give you the right to choose, so that you can be with your sweetheart, without the casual leader. Assigned."
Ahu sighed again and turned and left.
Ding Hao observed the appearance of Achu, apparently a little panic and fear, seems reluctant, but did not know how to comfort her.
"Good guy, there is no flesh, I want to eat..." The white robe teenager pulled the sleeves of Latin Hao and looked at him with an eye.
Ding Hao smiled and took out some barbecue for him.
"Thank you, Ding Big Brother." Nalan first bit his teeth and whispered.
After some time, the sun was finally hidden in the mountains like black behemoths. The darkness began to cover the earth. There was a magic between the heavens and the earth. In the daytime, many crouching horrors existed and stood in the crown. On the far side, you can see far away from the darkness, and there are huge blood like gods.
The terrible night time finally arrived.
The brothers and sisters of Nalan had already returned to the cabin in another canopy to rest.
Compared with the daytime, the temperature at night drops so badly that it seems to suddenly change from midsummer to cold winter. The leaves of the trees under the feet are singularly rolled up, and the leaves in the broad day like a giant palm become a The green needle of the root.
Looking far into the Quartet.
The Tianhuang tribe is also much quieter.
The tribe is located in a radius of about three or four, on a mountain, the terrain is slightly higher than the surrounding, the view is wide, surrounded by stone walls and giant trees, and some very wonderful arrays are arranged. The soldiers in the patrol round the wall.
Placed on the endless continent, the size and number of this tribe can't keep up with Qingjiang Town.
However, Ding Hao’s gods are diffused, but there is a gap. There are dozens of strong men of the Emperor Wu’s peak. In addition, there are two absolute powers of the saints. This kind of high-end combat power is even asked by Jianzong. Far less than it is.
Ding Hao has already seen the situation of the entire tribe.
He was about to return to the wooden house behind him, his foot suddenly stopped, his eyes looked to the far side and said: "Who is there?"
Someone flashed in the dark.
A mighty one-armed old man with a lion-like appearance, appearing ten meters away, holding a black stick, the blood in his body is like a savage ocean, far beyond the mad knife Zhang Fan, a pair of eyes seems to be the beast of the prey. In general, staring at Ding Hao, after examining it for a long time, he said: "Young people, who are you in the end? Why is it in the area of my wild tribe?"
His voice is as hard as two rough stones rubbing against each other.
In this one-armed old man, Ding Hao felt that there were only countless times to walk on the line of life and death, killing the existence of countless creatures, just like a warrior coming out of the battlefield of hell.
"Old Zhang is?" Ding Hao asked.
"The old and old tribes of the tribes are cold clouds." The one-armed old man cherishes words like gold.
Ding Hao nodded and said: "Cold elders please rest assured that in the next is just a degrading passer-by, there is no slight malice, just because of the injury, Nalan girl brought it back here for treatment, I will leave tomorrow morning."
"I think Ding Gongzi is not the dress of the people in [Bohai Forest], is it from the foreign domain?"
Ding Hao’s heart was moving.
It seems that this one-armed old man seems to know something other than [Hanhan Forest].