They did not deliberately call people to gather, but there were still many people gathered in front of the small wooden building, followed by the soldiers who were ready to go, watching Rong Yue and Tian Yang come step by step.

The people traveling this time are Ajiu, Guoguo, Xibianxishang, and the two brothers Yang Dayang. Yuewinter and the little two dogs are also standing on the side.

Rong Yue felt a little warm in her heart, and said no more: "We will be back in ten days."

Yang Da Yang Er took the lead and roared: "Master Tian Yang is mighty! The Moon Sacrifice is invincible!"

The crowd followed: "Master Tianyang is mighty! Moon worship is invincible!"

The two milk dogs also barked, and the bark resounded through the sky.

The man with black hair leaned crookedly against the soft felt.

He was born with icy muscles and jade bones, with a pair of peach blossom eyes upturned, like a sly fox.

"New." He said.

"Lord God." A beautiful woman stepped forward with a wooden tray, and she walked steadily. The clay pot on the tray was filled with blood-red liquid, rippling gently.

The man stretched out his thin wrist, held the cup in his hand, and glanced down.

His eyes were reflected on the water, and the pupils were dark and without light.

He paused for a moment, drank all the liquid in the cup, and then smacking his lips in aftertaste: "Today's not bad. Let her live a few more days."

Xin smiled and said: "Yes, Lord God."

The pottery cup was removed, and there was a bloody smell in it. Xin didn't seem to smell it. He walked out of the tent lightly and handed the cup to another woman.

Outside the big tent was a spectacular group of tents. The wind was strong today, and the tents were slammed, covering up more unpleasant movements.

In another gorgeous tent tens of meters away, the charcoal fire is roaring, the cigarette is lingering, and the felt covers the entire ground, which is luxurious as if entering another world.

Next to the charcoal basin sat a dark and robust man, and beside him was a terrified girl.

"Dad, do you still want to talk to them? Why do I feel so strange..."

The man scolded in a low voice: "Sit down, what does it look like! I brought you here because you don't want to marry Sen Qiang. Do you want to never marry for the rest of your life?"

This familiar man and girl were the leader of the Gangshan tribe and their youngest daughter, Yulian.

After the subsidence, the Gangshan tribe immediately migrated north, but because of the large number of people and burdens, the large army moved very slowly.

Many materials were buried underground at the original site, and hunting became difficult during the migration. Many people who were used to living a full life gradually became passive and complained about the sky and the ground. The atmosphere of the whole team was very heavy.

And the appropriate new address has not been determined for a long time.

The decision to go north was made by the great priest Xue Qi. She was a very good priest, and the decision she made after using Tian Ting was correct. Therefore, this time the leader also followed her decision.

But for some unknown reason, stumbled and stumbled along the way, and it was very difficult. Not to mention a suitable place to live, it was not easy to find a place to stay.

The leader was in a bad mood, and looked at Xue Qi with less respect.

On the fifth day, the tribe was seriously short of water, and the leader had to stop the large army. You Xueqi used Tianting again to find the water source.

The great sacrifice Xueqi used Tian Ting very hard this time, but he pointed to a direction, southeast.

Turning the corner and turning back, the leader was very unhappy along the way, and there was no good face along the way.

Sen Qiang originally followed them, but he was not happy when he heard that they were going to turn a corner.

His tribe was originally in the north, no matter what happened after the subsidence, he had to go back to the original place, so he proposed to take Yulian and separate from the Gangshan tribe. It just so happened that he was fed up with the speed of the tortoise.

Unexpectedly, Yulian broke up again, saying that he did not want to marry, because Sen Qiang was very rude to her on the way, fierce, and hooked up with other young girls...

Sen Qiang's behavior was seen by the people around him, and the leader agreed with Yulian's request with a dark face, and even gave out some supplies.

Just when the leader's patience was about to reach its limit, they encountered a strange tribe.

This is the paradise tribe.

This Heavenly Tribe is medium-sized, and its number is not comparable to that of the Gangshan Tribe, but the men and women in it are all in their prime, which makes people very envious.

They looked very wealthy, the tents were made of felt and decorated with beautiful silk threads, and the trails in the tribe were lined with dewy flowers.

Where is it like a tribe that migrates at any time.

The leader moved his mind and wanted to exchange some tools in the tribe that were temporarily unavailable with this paradise tribe. After all, it is very laborious to carry too many things, and their survival materials are getting less and less.

So the leader took a group and was warmly received by the Paradise Tribe.

First there was a party that was so happy that it made people float, and then there was a dizzying variety of delicacies, as well as spicy wines that even the leader had never seen.

The leader of the Paradise Tribe is a frail man, but he performed a live "miracle" of conjuring liquor out of thin air in a glass, which made the Gangshan Tribe and his party stunned.

This "Sir God" said that this is "a gift from God".

After drinking too much, everyone slept all night in this gorgeous tent. The next day, the leader sent everyone other than the youngest daughter back to the camp of their tribe next to them, and asked them to invite the great priest Xueqi over.

And they just waited here, after a while, they agreed to meet "Sir God".

Yulian felt very uneasy.

She has a more delicate mind than the leader, and always felt that the Lord God had dark eyes and a dead air, not a good person.

But her leader, Abba, paid more attention to the exchange of materials and did not want to miss this good opportunity.

While she was uneasy, she waited for the summons from Lord God.

The two stepped into the most gorgeous tent step by step, and the blanket under their feet was interspersed with golden threads with oval and spiral patterns. Even when the rain fell, they felt hot under their feet.