On March 1, 796 in the New Calendar, the well-organized convoy finally started to set off with the regrouping of the remaining Sioux people. The vast team also began to connect the front and rear of the vast grassland due to the increase in people. , drew a thick and obvious line of ink on the emerald green land. The figures of the members of the Qingling Adventure Group who were also among this team, and who were mixed in among them, also became much smaller at this time. Their footsteps that had already decided to go together were also dragged behind the team, just now. Passing between the earthen walls and bricks that we built ourselves: "As a result, the temporary camp we built was not built in the end."
"No need to do it, we don't need it now anyway."
In response to Gedman's subsequent sigh, Duan Qing, who was sitting on the edge of a carriage, smiled bitterly: "The migration of tribes is a common thing, and this is also the characteristic of nomadic people, so Beings like us, who have a status similar to mercenaries, can only follow the local customs and learn their living habits."
"Anyway, when the strong wind comes, everything we have done before will be meaningless, right." Having said this, the gray-robed magician also retracted his sight from the pieces of collapsed bricks and tiles: " According to the power that Surtu once described, it is impossible for our level of play to be preserved in the trend."
"It's such a pity that we managed to get these fruits of labor." So Xueling Huanbing, who was sitting next to him, also sighed: "But since this is the mode of survival that should only exist in the Wind Continent. If so, then let’s accept it reluctantly.”
"Didn't you say that as long as there are wind stones, even buildings should be able to survive?" Suddenly asked such a question, Asahi Dongsheng, who was walking on the other side of the convoy, then turned his gaze in the direction of Duan Qing: "We Those shoddy projects shouldn’t be so miserable, right?”
"You are overestimating my magic ability! The range of the Wind Stone is only a few meters away, and its effect cannot be expanded by using a magic circle as I imagined before." A look of unwillingness Shaking his head, Duan Qing's angrily reply became deeper again: "And those half-baked magic circles I designed were destroyed in the previous battle."
"Speaking of which, it seems that there were indeed several holes blown out there." Looking at the ruined camp on the outskirts of the Nasio tribe getting farther and farther away, Gedman slowly stretched his head. : "Did the previous tribe do this?"
"Unfortunately, it was our Lady Fulla who did it." The one who answered him was Snow Spirit Huanbing who was wiping his dagger and buckler: "During the battle that day, someone ran away because of the collapse of the ice ring. When we arrived at our camp, Fula, who was waiting there, probably took action at that time to clear out these trespassers and blow up our outer wall by the way."
"Speaking of which, where did that guy Fula go?" Duan Qing, who was shaking the potion bottle in his hand, seemed to have just remembered this more important question, and looked around: "She won't be left behind, right?"
"Don't forget what happened when we were caught by the Su clan." Pressing his forehead, Xue Ling Huan Bing reminded the other party in a low voice: "Don't worry, she must have her own way. Caught up."
"Having such a helper following us always makes us feel a little relieved." So Duan Qing also smiled helplessly: "As long as she doesn't have any objections, we can't do anything about her random actions at this moment. say something."
"By the way, didn't you promise to heal her Dragon Broken Wound?" Looking at the potion bottle in Duan Qing's hand, Xue Ling Huan Bing asked with an inexplicable look on her face: "How is the research going?"
"I tell you quietly, but you must never tell others." Duan Qing, who looked around mysteriously and held Xue Ling Huan Bing to his ear, pointed towards his arms: "I have told her before. I wanted to seek her advice and help on this matter, but her behavior almost scared me."
"She gave me something directly." Without any intention of showing off, he took out the crystal glass tube from the robe on his chest and waved it in front of Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes for a moment: "Did you see it? Are you surprised? Is it powerful?"
"Is that...dragon blood?"
The golden crystal light flashed across Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes, and at the same time, her voice trembled involuntarily: "She would actually give you such a thing?"
"You should have seen how powerful our Miss Fula is many times. If she hadn't been willing, how could I have gotten such a thing from her?" Duan Qingshen nodded his head mysteriously. The secret expression also became more serious: "So when she gave me this, even I was shocked. Although I rushed to make the test tube and stuff on the spot, you can't imagine that I took it at that time. How much did my hands tremble when the blood dropped..."
"Stop talking nonsense." He stretched out his hand and looked at the other party's shoulder, but Xueling Huanbing's voice was also lowered a bit: "If you want to blow it, you can blow it later - how about this thing? It can cure her curse. ?"
"According to her own statement, the efficacy of Broken Dragon is likely to be reflected in her blood." Putting away his half-joking expression, Duan Qing's expression then became a bit more serious: "But during this period of time Everyone is fighting for life and death, and there is still too little time to study this thing. Without any tools at hand, what I can see does not seem to be of any help in lifting the curse..."
"Then what did you see? It can't be that it has no effect, right?"
"Of course not! How could I let go of such a good opportunity! Although it is difficult to extract, and I don't know what kind of side effects and consequences it will have, you will never imagine that I detected it in this drop of blood. How many levels of magical energy have been produced——"
"What magical energy?"
The sudden sound then interrupted the conversation between the two people, scaring the man and woman who were communicating with each other so much that they almost jumped up. They hurriedly turned back to look in the direction of the person, and then took a breath at their respective strengths. Zhong said angrily: "You, you damn old man! Can you stop pretending to be a ghost!"
"Seeing that you two are discussing so deeply, how dare I disturb you loudly?" The old man named Lu Fen walked closer to Duan Qing and Duan Qing with a smile. He straightened up his bent waist with his hands behind his back: "So We can only approach in this quiet way."
"No, no, nothing." So Duan Qing denied firmly: "We didn't talk about anything, so don't expect to get any information."
"Anyway, it's a story about the woman who once showed great power in the Sioux tribe, isn't it?" With his hands behind his back, he maintained a harmless appearance, and Lu Fen's voice became more and more innocent: " I thought the relationship between the two of us should be good enough, but you still kept such important information from me, which really makes me, an old man, very sad."
"When did our relationship become good?" Xue Ling Huan Bing, who was the first to speak out as he squinted at each other's face, also put on a cold expression: "We are just travelers now, following the Su clan. My fellow travelers who are traveling together, sitting here are just temporarily borrowing your caravan’s carriage to take a rest, so don’t be too arrogant.”
"Oh, listen to what this adventurer lady said - my heart becomes even more painful." Covering his eyes with the back of his hand, the old man Lu Fen looked like he was looking up and crying: "Don't you even consider the friendship with that boy Baibu Wushuang?"
"Baibu Wushuang is Baibu Wushuang, you are you. The relationship between the two of you seems not as good as imagined." Duan Qing, who also had a look of disdain, crossed his arms and then He also looked behind the old man: "Where are the others?"
"Go ahead and exchange information with the leader of the Surtu clan. After all, we need that person to know the status of our caravan." Not paying attention to the teasing in the other party's words, the old man Lu Fen shook his head slowly: "Hey, I really don’t know what you people are thinking. You have to trust my unscrupulous apprentice despite the huge name of the Lufen Chamber of Commerce..."
"We are now companions who have lived and died together. Can anything else be comparable?" Duan Qing nodded at his chest and said to the old man with a proud face: "Surtu must also be based on For the same reason, I have more trust in Baibu Wushuang. He went through life and death in the previous Barish ceremony, and almost lost his life at the hands of the enemy."
"Okay, I'll have to please that kid more later." The old man Lu Fen waved his hand nonchalantly, talking to himself, and then suddenly walked forward as if he had just remembered something: "That's right! He mentioned a magical medicine that instantly cured his serious injuries! Do you still have such a thing? Take it out and let me, an old guy, see it -"
"Go away!" He stretched out his hand to keep the old man away, and Xueling Huanbing, who was the first to interrupt him, stopped him with an angry look on his face: "No more! That's the last bottle! There won't be any more in the future. !do you understand!"
"Uh... got it."
The last words, the white-haired woman seemed to be shouting to Duan Qing, who then took a step back with a wry smile, and then spread his hands towards the old man with an innocent face: "For you and my life For the sake of safety, I think it’s better if we don’t continue to talk about this topic… By the way, what’s the status of the team now?”
"Despite the tragic sacrifice of the Su clan, we at the Lufen Chamber of Commerce don't have any problems."
Putting away the curious look on his face, Lu Fen stepped back and supported the carriage and replied in a low voice: "Whether it's Baibu Wushuang who went to report or you, I will say this, anyway, the survival of the Su clan depends on it. It has nothing to do with us, and we don’t need to fight life and death for them, right?”
"You can come to the ancestral hall to assist us at the last moment, which is the greatest degree of goodwill." Duan Qing nodded his head in agreement, and his voice also became much deeper: "Although I think this To a large extent, it is because you want to save Baibu Wushuang..."
"That stinky boy really cost me a lot of trouble." The old man Lu Fen, who grinded his teeth and did not deny it, replied with a look of hatred and irony: "But that boy still doesn't listen to me now. , every day he thinks about going out to take risks and show off... Huh! Sooner or later, his life will be ruined in the hands of someone."
"There's no need to worry about this, at least he won't die." Duan Qing, who touched his nose and lowered his head, burying his embarrassed expression, then moved this topic that only players know to one side: "But …Is following the Sioux tribe’s migration this time also Baibu Wushuang’s suggestion?”
"No, this is what our caravan means." As if mentioning something happy, the old man Lu Fen once again squeezed out a satisfied smile on his face: "Surtu - oh no, it's the great Nasu The clan leader has made an agreement with us. As long as we can help them complete the clan’s journey and find another suitable place to live, they will reward our chamber of commerce with 100,000 gold coins and half of the Sioux clan’s remaining cattle, sheep and horses!”
"Sounds like a very huge wealth." A feeling of compassion flashed in his eyes for a moment, Duan Qing curled his lips and replied: "But I still feel that you are definitely the loser in this transaction."
"You, what did you say? You are looking down upon my old Lu Fen! You, uh... why did you say that?"
"Did Surtu say which direction we are going to go next?"
"I have heard some of the Sioux tribe talk about this matter before."
The person who answered Duan Qing's question was Xue Ling Huan Bing, and she pointed to the right front direction where the entire team was traveling: "They seem to be planning to head straight along the dividing line between the grassland and the seaside. Before that, find a suitable foothold somewhere in the south.”
"We are indeed heading south now." Nodding his head, Duan Qing also noticed the faint sound of waves: "But why should we walk along the seaside?"
"At first, I thought that Surtu had some ideas, but... he probably just wanted to stay away from the depths of the grassland." The voice paused for a moment, and the tone of Xue Ling Huan Bing's explanation became deeper when he spoke again. : "This is not only because there are several tribal forces distributed nearby in the direction of the grassland in front, but also -"
"I heard the time for the next wave is approaching."
