Yu Mu was looking at Yemoshan coconut slices and fish slices with a smile, and he raised his head from time to time and glanced in the direction where Feng Xing was in the distance.

Yu Mu's eyes were full of helplessness, and there was a faint hint of blame in his eyes.

Fengxing's good impression of Yemo Shancout, except for Barbarian and Taisi, who in Yaoshan City doesn't know?

But since you like this girl, even if she is of a different race, you have to be closer to others and talk to them more, right?

Dozens of miles away, with Fengxing's eyesight, you can clearly see every tiny fluff on Yemoshan Coconut's face, but Yemoshan Coconut can't even figure out where you are Fengxing!

"Bastard boy!" Yu Mu muttered to himself in a low voice, took out a few pieces of red fire plane wood from his pocket and threw them into the bonfire.

By the way, this fire sycamore wood is the best firewood material, these days there is a large group of people of the Feng clan in Yaoshan City to build the permanent solid formation base of the cross-border teleportation array, Yu Mu easily traded these firewood from those Feng clansmen.

The fire sycamore wood is burning, the color is light green, and the fire temperature can melt through the gold and stone.

The black runes on the surface of the big iron pot flickered, the soup in the pot boiled, and pieces of almost translucent fish slices the size of a palm rolled up and down in the soup, and a strange fragrance made people salivate.

Yu Mu let go of his complaints about the wind and concentrated all his energy in the soup pot, he carefully threw several rare mushrooms and lichens that he had collected so easily into the soup pot, which could ensure that the soup was more delicious and mellow.

With a 'whoosh', a black curtain of light suddenly covered the sky.

An extremely powerful spear-sized arrow **** used by the human race came, accompanied by a terrible sound of cracking the air, and the arrow shot straight at the back of Yu Mu's neck.

Yu Mu snorted lightly. His neck was mystically split left and right, and all the flesh, neck bones, blood vessels, and other tissues were split in half. Huge arrows shot through the hole in his neck that had cracked on its own and slammed into his soup pot.

'Whew', the cracked neck healed on its own, and Yu Mu used the Qimen witchcraft that he had just learned from the great wizards of the Witch Hall these days to avoid the arrows, but he watched as a pot of good soup was knocked over by the arrows.

"My soup!"

Never curse his parents in front of a dutiful son. You should never knock over the food he expects in front of a foodie, these two things are enough to make people fight with you!

At this moment, Yu Mu is thinking like this, the fresh soup he painstakingly prepared has been knocked over, and it doesn't matter if there are other things, the seasonings he painstakingly collected and easily pre-made are all painstaking efforts!

With an angry roar, a black and oppressive rain cloud appeared out of thin air above Yu Mu's head.

A strong wind lifted off the ground, and the rain clouds above Yu Mu's head sprayed countless dripping rains. The crystal clear rain was blown by the wind and sprinkled obliquely, and it was sprinkled towards the Yu and Jia warriors who sprang out of the jungle in the distance.

There was also a plague god flag appearing behind Yu Mu, and the gray plague god's breath continued to inject into the rain clouds, making the voodoo power contained in the rain silk more and more cruel and terrifying.

Several old men of the Yu clan raised the staff in their hands, their eyebrows were open, and a trace of colorful light swirled, these people were all members of the Yuanyue Pulse Throat Clan. They controlled the flow of heaven and earth vitality, and one after another soared to the ground. Fighting against the rain clouds created by Yu Mu, it is impossible for a single drop of rain to get close to their people.

Only the terrible voodoo power contained in the rain overflowed. The speed of the running of many Yu and Jia warriors suddenly slowed down, and their skin was rapidly turning green and black.

'Medium'!

A Jia warrior looked up at Yu Mu, his left hand shook slightly, and a meteor hammer the size of a fist with dense teeth on the surface roared out.

Yu Mu snorted softly, and his big iron pot swirled, like a shield in front of his fat body.

But the meteor hammer suddenly exploded. A dazzling cloud of thunder slurry erupted from the meteor hammer, like a wave of water enveloping Yu Mu and his large iron cauldron in its entirety. The terrifying thunder pulp raged, splashing countless electric sparks, and a large amount of thunder pulp was constantly injected into Yu Mu's body, causing his fat body to tremble for a while. Large pieces of flesh were burned by the plasma, and Yu Mu screamed in pain.

With a long roar, he pulled out his bow, and his body brought a fierce wind into the air.

But as soon as he rushed up less than a hundred zhang high, the vertical eyes on the top of the Black Divine Pagoda spewed out a black divine light the thickness of a water tank, and hit Fengxing's body fiercely. The Windwalker screamed, and half of his body withered and shriveled, becoming like a skeleton, and in his busy schedule, he only had time to shoot three arrows.

The golden arrow slashed through the air, and the three warriors of the Jia tribe had just rushed in front of the barbarian and the young master, and before they could make a move, their eyebrows were pierced by an arrow at the same time. With a muffled 'poof' sound, the heads of the three Jia warriors burst open, and they died violently on the spot.

The brute picked up the lotus hammer, and the young master held the shield in his left hand and the spear in his right hand, protecting Yemo Shanye on the left and on the right.

Yemo Shanye looked at the Yu and Jia warriors who were rushing towards him, and scolded sharply: "They are my friends, who dares to hurt them, aren't you afraid of the revenge of my Yemo family?"

All the warriors of the Yu and Jia tribes froze, and at the same time looked at Yemoshan Coconut in horror.

Although they had been mentally prepared before leaving, when they really wanted to do it, these alien elites suddenly thought that it was the little princess of the Yemo family who they wanted to capture back, and she was the most favored!

The little princess of the Yan Ri lineage, the one with the most special status and the most favored!

In the hearts of some powerful people of the Yanri lineage, the status of Yemo Shanye is much higher than that of the ruling emperor Yemo Shanye, who is in charge of the power of the Liangzhu Yanri lineage. Yemoshan is just a good descendant to them, and Yemoshan is their 'favorite' descendant!

Excellent descendants are just tools and thugs, and the descendants of 'favored' are the ones with sharp hearts!

In the face of Yemoshan's threat, no one dared to do something inappropriately, so these people's movements slowed down a beat at the same time, and they looked at the old man of the Yu clan who was in charge of directing this raid at the same time!

The old man of the Yu tribe also looked at Yemo Shanye with a sad face, not knowing how to deal with her threat.

But a greater threat was approaching rapidly, and in a grass nest next to Yu Mu, a large area of flexible and comfortable long grass was kicked away, and Taiji, who was sleeping in the grass nest, broke out dizzily.

Looking at Yu Mu, who was scorched all over, Taisi's eyes, which were confused, suddenly turned dead white.

"Who is it...... Hurt...... It's mine...... Friends?"

Taiji's voice became somber and solemn, like the roar of a soul-seducing messenger from hell.

A small book flashed away in his hand, and Taiji picked up a small arrow with a simple and crude shape, and stabbed it into his thigh without snorting.

Blood splattered, the ghostly light on the arrows flickered, Taiji chanted a spell in a low voice, and the small arrows suddenly turned into countless arrow shadows and flew out silently.

Nailhead Seven Arrows Book, Taiji used the fastest technique to urge him with his own essence and blood. (To be continued.) )