"Did the two little brothers quarrel again?"

But at this moment, a slightly lazy and immature voice came out on Su Yu's back, but he saw Murong Yatou rubbing her big eyes, staring at this barren world, cute and cute, as if she had encountered something that she couldn't figure out.

After more than a dozen breaths, this girl woke up from getting up, grabbed Su Yu's hair, made a move of the flying phoenix electric claw, and after a few strokes, she grabbed a chicken nest shape, and said angrily: "Bad guy, why are you so slow? When can you go back like this, people don't look at you and you're lazy, can't you be conscious?"

The little girl spoke softly, but she took out an old-fashioned posture, she was really a big ghost, don't say Su Yu, even the young man of the Lian Feng clan and the young man of the Xingrong clan who were still angry were also a little dumbfounded.

Along the way, although the young man of the Xingrong clan did not see Su Yu make a move, he also heard a lot of information from the young man of the Lian Feng clan, and he was very respectful to Su Yu, he was like this, let alone the young man of the Lian Feng clan.

But the two teenagers didn't expect that there would be a character who dared to splash on Su Yu's head, which was almost tantamount to brushing its tiger whiskers in front of the tiger, making the two teenagers secretly admire.

"This girl, her guts are getting fatter and fatter. ”

Although the little girl pretended to be very similar, how could the cunning that flashed in her eyes be hidden from Su Yu's eyesight?

Needless to say, Su Yuti slipped up this girl and a few brains collapsed, hitting her forehead red, which barely maintained the prestige of the teacher.

"Hit the mark!"

However, when she saw the little girl's aggrieved appearance pretending to cry, as well as the distressed and slightly resentful eyes projected by the two "little" brothers in her mouth, Su Yu knew that she had fallen for her scheme.

This girl knows that her little arms can't twist Su Yu's thighs, and she already knows how to win over strategic alliances. However, on the second or third day, he won the trust of the Lian Feng clan and the Xingrong clan, and a little brother was crisp, which made the two of them happy.

Fortunately, Su Yu's embarrassment did not last long, and a team of heavily armed savages came from a distance with weapons such as giant axes and maces, and rescued him from the eyes of the three enemies.

The one who came was a warrior of the Xingrong clan.

The Xing Rong clan style is bold, mostly reckless men who are informal, and their bodies are a few points stronger than the Lian Feng warriors, this team of Xing Rong warriors are all more than two feet five feet tall, with hideous muscles and muscles, and a vast breath, just like a group of demon gods, the eyes are very aggressive, and the Lian Feng clan is a stubborn teenager, but he can't help but get nervous when the Xing Rong warriors glance over.

"Brother Min, you're back, why don't you see the second elder?"

Fortunately, the Xingrong clan warrior immediately recognized the Xing Rong clan's young man Xing Tianmin, laughed, and his aggressive gaze changed and turned soft, just like the uncle next door.

Uncle next door?

The Lian Feng boy raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curved.

The young man of the Xingrong clan has always been strong in front of everyone, but in the eyes of the elders of the Xingrong clan, he is just a child who has not grown up after all.

The Lian Feng teenager snickered in his heart, waiting to see the embarrassed joke of the Xing Rong clan's youth.

But he obviously underestimated the young man of the Xing Rong clan, the young man of the Xing Rong clan had already dealt with this situation freely, his face remained unchanged, ignoring the young man of the Lian Feng clan's sneering expression, and said seriously: "Uncle is still going to the Lian Feng clan to contact, I parted ways with the uncle, uncles, Tianmin will introduce to you, this is the handsome man of the Lian Feng clan, Lian Shaodian." ”

When it came to Lian Feng's Junjie, the young man of the Xing Rong clan deliberately accentuated his nasal voice and made a gesture of gritting his teeth, and the young man of the Lian Feng clan skipped a beat, and secretly said that it was not good, but three or five extremely oppressive eyes fell on him.

Looking at it, it was like a few steel knives slashing from the top of his head to the top of his feet, light and fluttering, but with a terrifying chill, which made the cold hairs of the Lian Feng young man stand on end.

"Good and evil thieves, they have such a ability to fan the flames, but I underestimated the treachery of the torture thief?" The young man of the Lian Feng clan gritted his teeth with hatred, but he didn't dare to make a big move.

But intentionally or unintentionally, he gave the young man of the Xingrong clan a nickname.

Previously, he thought that the Xing Rong clan had broken the covenant, and he was resentful in his heart, even if he was tortured, he dared to confront one or two now. At this time, it was understood that the Xingrong clan was still an ally of the Lian Feng clan, so it was naturally not good to take a posture of hatred against the enemy.

Moreover, although the Xing Rong clan's gaze is scrutiny, there is no hostility, and for the purpose of testing and teaching the Lian Feng clan's youth, the Lian Feng clan's youth is not easy to get angry.

Since it is a test of teaching, the young man of the Lian Feng clan does not want to fall into the name of the Lian Feng clan, and he mentions his spirit, stretches his muscles and bones, and straightens his body, like a vigorous old bamboo, standing in the wind, shaking lightly with the wind, naturally removing the pressure in his eyes, and the more his temperament rises.

"Okay, it's really Lian Feng's Junjie. ”

After more than ten breaths, seeing that there was no way to help the Lian Feng youth, several Xing Rong clan soldiers invariably collected their breath engines, laughed heartily, and praised the Lian Feng clan boy in the sky, and praised the Lian Feng clan boy to the heavens and the earth, and praised the Lian Feng clan boy with a smile, and proudly glanced at the Xing Rong clan youth.

"Ladies and gentlemen of the Lian Feng clan, please come with the torture gourd. After the examination, the Xing Rong clan consciously entered the role, and the Xing Rong clan's Xing Gong walked out, stretched out his big hand, and led the way.

From beginning to end, none of the Xingrong clan warriors asked about Su Yu's identity, not only trusting the Xingrong clan boy, but also showing the Xingrong clan's battle bones.

Their battle bones are even harder than Lian Feng imagined!

The wind gathers or disperses, ever-changing, without a trace, there are times when the wind is fierce, and there are times when the wind is drizzling, but the knife and axe have always been used for chopping since the casting and molding, unless the knife and axe are dull or broken.

Xing Rong was born for war, and he should die for war, his sword and axe can only be broken, not blunt, this resoluteness will never change.

Although he did not have deep contact with the Xingrong Clan, the young man of the Lian Feng Clan still felt the Zhengzheng battle bones of the Xingrong Clan, and was ashamed of his previous suspicions.

The walled city of the Xingrong clan is not smaller than that of the Lian Feng clan, and Fang Guang is also about three hundred miles, built with solid stones, the whole body is dark red, and countless totemic patterns are painted, full of primitive and ancient charm, and when he walks towards him, there is a burst of tragic breath rushing over, and the young man of the Lian Feng clan can't help but breathe heavily, as if he is on the battlefield, and there is an endless sea of blood surging.

"This city seems to be even more vicious than the last time I saw it. A strange thought flashed in the heart of the young man of the Lian Feng clan, and then he looked at the Xing Rong clan with the same face on the left and right, smiled self-deprecatingly, and threw it to the back of his mind.

But he didn't see it, behind him, Su Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he took Murong Xiaoya's little hand without a trace, causing the little girl to look angry again.

The Xing Rong clan was not stable, and in the short distance from outside the city to the city gate, everyone encountered several waves of patrolling teams, all of them had cold eyes and grim faces, and only after seeing the young man of the Xing Rong clan and the Xing Gu, they withdrew their vigilance, showed a smile, and saluted each other and made a mistake.

"The Xing Rong clan is still at war, why is it still heavily guarded?" The young man of the Lian Feng clan was shocked in his heart, but he also knew the truth of being shallow and jealous, and secretly suppressed the doubt.

And as they got closer and closer to the city gate, the torture gourd and the others who were leading the way in front gradually became cold, and they did not live up to the enthusiasm just now, as if they were not leading the way in front, but escorting the prisoners.

"What kind of trouble is this attitude of respectful and rejecting?"

Don't say it's him, even the young man of the Xingrong clan has countless question marks in his heart, he has only been away from the clan for a few days, how can it be, the whole clan has changed, it is the warm smile of the uncle of the Xingrong clan that he met, which also gave him a strange feeling, in the enthusiasm, there seems to be a trace of coldness.

When crossing the huge city gate hole of the Xingrong clan, the young man of the Lian Feng clan and the young man of the Xingrong clan both felt a chill all over their bodies, and at the same time looked back at the door hole, which was six zhang high, the same as the city wall, the whole body was dark red, as if it was stained with blood, but in the eyes of the two teenagers, the blood-red doorway hole was like a bloody mouth.

Even the little girl who was pulled by Su Yu also felt that something was wrong, blinked a pair of big sparkling eyes, and looked back frequently.

Tread, tread, tread......

Xing Gu and the others had heavy footsteps, stepping on the streets of Shicheng, their voices were empty and lonely, and there was an illusion of an empty valley echo.

As if hearing movement, one door after another opened, and one after another Xing Rong came out of the house, without speaking, they stood at the door, looking at them quietly, their eyes were still clear, and their images were clearly reflected, like thousands of mirrors.

Seeing people, they are a little frightened!

"Xing Tianmin, I've always wanted to ask, why is your Xing Rong clan's city wall red?" The Lian Feng clan boy jumped off the blue-scaled snake, jumped to Xing Tianmin's side, hooked his shoulders, and had a hippie smile on his face, and he didn't have a straight face.

The young man of the Xingrong clan glared at him angrily, but he didn't push away the young man of the Lian Feng clan, straightened his clothes, and said solemnly: "The stone city of the Xingrong clan was built a thousand years ago, for the first ancestor to build, the day the stone city was built, there were demon soldiers attacking, the first ancestor was brave, led the clan to resist, and until the city was broken, the blood stained the stone city, this stone city was soaked in the blood of the ancestors. ”

The young man of the Xingrong clan showed a look of devotion to the left and right, and the afterglow became more and more cold, and said: "After this battle, the ancestors of the Xingrong clan survived by luck and rebuilt the stone city. Even, every time there was a war since then, my Xingrong clan was proud of dying on the stone city, and the blood and bones were fused with the first ancestor. ”

"I don't know if what I said is wrong?

In the end, the young man of the Xingrong clan shouted loudly, holding the axe in his hand, and the blade of the axe pointed at the Xing gourd, but the young man of the Lian Feng clan resisted the green wind, jumped up in an instant, jumped to the back of the team, and protected the team in the middle.

"My nephew, why do you have to be so smart?" Xing Gong and the others stopped suddenly, their bodies did not move, but their heads were twisted one hundred and eighty degrees, and they turned from the front to the back vividly, his tone was still enthusiastic, and his voice was still familiar to the young man of the Xing Rong clan, but his eyes were shining, but they were deadly silent.

The young man of the Xingrong clan suddenly shed two lines of tears!