As soon as these words came out.
There was a slight silence in the wooden hall.
The expressions on the faces of everyone in the Fujiki clan were changing, and scruples were visible in their eyes.
"this……"
"Mr. Ye, I don't know the specific details."
"In addition to their usual tyranny, they seem to be very interested in Teng Zu of the Wasteland tribe, and they have close relations with four of the eight chief tribes."
Chief Fujimoto took a deep breath and explained in a low voice.
The eight chief clans again?
"Which clan is the closest chief clan to your Tengmu clan?" Ye Wentian asked with a faint smile on his face. .Ь.
Something that can make the beast control sect miss you.
The only thing Ye Wentian could think of was Teng Zu of the Wasteland Tribe, and that was also his target.
"Frostwolves."
"The eight chief clans, each clan is divided by position and has good relations with several of the thirty-six subordinate clans."
"My clan is one of the subordinate clans under the Frostwolf Clan."
Fujimoto did not dare to hesitate and spoke repeatedly.
"oh?"
"Just right." Ye Wentian smiled slightly.
A battle at the border town of Xizhou.
He and the Saint of the Frostwolf Tribe are considered acquaintances.
Upon seeing this, Chief Fujimoto reacted very quickly and quickly raised his hand to salute.
"Sir, do you want to go to the Frostwolf Clan?"
"Three days later, the Holy Maiden of the Frostwolf Clan will be getting married. Now the invitation from the Frostwolf Clan is coming to our Fujiki Clan as a guest." Fujimoto raised his hand and said.
Ever since the person in front of him left Teng Zu's ancient tree, Teng Yuan had received Teng Zu's message and sent the Great Flame Dragon King away from the Teng Mu clan as soon as possible.
Let him harm other tribes.
Fujimoto was worried now and didn't know how to speak.
"Is it so lively?"
"Just in time to take a look." Ye Wentian smiled and stood up at the same time.
Xuan Jingcheng's side is fine for now.
This Tengzu of the Frostwolf Clan must be studied by himself, maybe he can improve his strength even further.
"Sir, please." Fujimoto quickly raised his hand to signal, as if he was afraid that the person in front of him would regret it.
between words.
The large wooden house that a group of people left.
Under the leadership of Fujimoto, we first went to meet with the Frost Wolf clan invitation envoy, and then quickly arranged the itinerary.
"Mr. Ye, this is the wasteland horse raised by my Fujiki clan."
"The speed is extremely fast. Based on the distance, we can reach the Frostwolf Clan before dark." Feng Zhou led out a few black wildebeests from the tribe.
The foal has a strong body, a dark body, a faint bulge on the top of its head, and seems to have long horns. Its bright pupils reveal spirituality and are very majestic.
"Junior, your horse is not good." Wan Xuzhong immediately stepped forward.
"Xiaohu, come out!"
"Roar……"
A low growl.
Red Tiger's body suddenly appeared, majestic, raising his head and roaring.
"Mr. Ye, this tiger has almost been tamed." Wan Xuzhong winked, looked at Ye Wentian and whispered.
Ye Wentian looked startled.
Without waiting for him to say something.
"call!"
"..."
Fenghua suddenly dodged and sat on Chihu's back, her cheeks turning red unconsciously.
"This friend of the Sunflower Clan, I, the Tengmu Clan, have quite a few wasteland ponies. I can allocate one to you. No need to squeeze..." Feng Zhou saw this scene and said quickly.
But he didn't finish his sentence.
"Snapped!"
"Junior, shut up."
"Are you Chi Hu who looks down on me?" Wan Xu Zhong immediately turned around, pretending to be angry, and slapped Feng Zhou on the head with his backhand.
"It's nothing...it's nothing, this junior just thinks." Feng Zhou didn't react for a while.
"You kid, why are you talking so much?" Wan Xuzhong immediately raised his hand, without ever falling, and spoke in a threatening tone.
Feng Zhou retreated quickly, not daring to say anything more.
Seeing this, Ye Wentian couldn't help but take a deep look at Wan Xuzhong.
"Roar!"
"..."
The red tiger beside him suddenly roared.
Fenghua on her back, her body trembled, and panic flashed in her eyes.
Ye Wentian immediately dodged and sat on the tiger's back.
"OK."
"Mr. Ye, I...I'm fine." Fenghua hummed softly, feeling the friction behind her, and her cheeks became thicker.
The body moved back a little deliberately.
Ye Wentian suddenly felt his mouth go dry.
Is this girl addicted?
"Ahem, let's go." Ye Wentian coughed twice and patted Chihu's back.
"Ugh!"
"..."
A low growl.
The red tiger's body brought out a faint light and ran towards the distant wilderness.
Wan Xuzhong, Feng Zhou, and the Frostwolf tribe followed closely behind.
"Senior Wan, why is that red tiger of yours shaking so much? Are you still unconvinced?" Feng Zhou followed behind and couldn't help but frown.
The speed of the demon spirit in front is really nothing to say, but the comfort is probably far inferior to that of the Wasteland Pony of his Fujiki clan. .Ь.
"You know nothing!"
"Follow me."
"..."
Wan Xu glanced at the person next to him again, too lazy to talk nonsense.
A group of people traveled through the wasteland.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared at the end of the boundless wilderness.
Time passes.
Night gradually falls.
The bright moonlight shines on the earth, making the night look like day.
Since leaving Novice Village and returning to Dayan, Ye Wentian has not seen such a bright night for a long time.
"Everyone, we're almost there."
"The leader of our tribe will definitely be very happy when the young master of the Tengmu tribe comes in person." The leader of the Frostwolf tribe had a smile on his face.
There was no airs about the First People and they were very polite along the way.
Not long after.
There is a downward slope on the ground ahead.
As everyone looked, the wasteland in front seemed to be completely sunken, forming a huge tribe.
There are tens of thousands of tribal people.
The outer buildings are mostly made of civil engineering and are round houses.
The closer you get to the clan, the more you build buildings, abandon the earthwork, and introduce them to be made of boulders and rock mines. The overall style is very unique.
"Where did these stones come from?" Ye Wentian couldn't help but ask.
After entering the polar wasteland for so long, he didn't see any big mountains.
"It was dug underground."
"Everyone, please, my clan has prepared a stone house. When other clan members arrive, the clan leader will host a banquet for you all."
"..."
The members of the Frostwolf Tribe led several people to a stone house.
Say it.
He bowed and bowed, then turned and left.
"Let's rest first." Ye Wentian smiled and glanced at a few people.
Wan Xuzhong, Fenghua, and Fengzhou nodded at the same time, turned around and walked into their stone house without saying anything more.
After a few people entered the house.
Ye Wentian turned around, his eyes falling somewhere in the tribe.
"Owner."
"In that direction, Yin Ling felt a stronger spiritual power fluctuation than that of the big tree." Yin Ling's voice echoed in Ye Wentian's mind.
"Well, I feel it too." Ye Wentian nodded.
No more hesitation.
Taking advantage of the darkness of night, his figure disappeared instantly.
Within the Frostwolf tribe.
The night is getting darker.
To the north of the tribe, in front of an elegant white rock house, the door
The two female tribal warriors guarding the front suddenly trembled.
"Bang bang.".Ь.
"..."
The figure then fell to the ground.
"Who?" In the stone house, a beautiful woman in white clothes immediately turned her head. Her innocent and charming face looked slightly sick, which made people unable to help but feel pity for her.
It is the Frostwolf Clan, the former Saint Shuangshuang.
