The leader of Dasun always felt that something was not right, but seeing that everyone was happy, he also became happy, and called the person with the seaweed.

"Give me a taste."

That night, Rong Yue and Tian Yang were called by the leader of Da Sun and told them that they also wanted to join the Snow Melting Valley Alliance.

The leader of Dasun didn't blush at all, as if it wasn't Dasun who was quietly plotting to coax them away before, he naturally called Tianyang brothers and sisters, and said that he would fully support the construction of the Xingyue tribe.

Rong Yue didn't expect their seduction plan to be so effective. There were still dozens of items in the package, and the Dasun tribe had already fallen.

Too spineless!

But the purpose, it’s good to achieve it, isn’t it better that the process goes smoothly?

Rong Yue and the leader of Da Sun agreed to formally hold a friendly meeting tomorrow, and the leader of Da Sun took back the words that he wanted to be a brother with Tian Yang.

Watching the giant bamboo shoot leader leave, Rong Yue looked at the remaining pieces of seaweed and other small snacks, and asked Tianyang: "The black wolf may be leaving in the next two days, do we want to go see it? To see him?"

Tianyang: "Give him snacks? Yes."

The two agreed, and strolled around carrying a pocket of snacks to find the black wolf.

The black wolf was feeding the cubs he picked up with noodle paste. Although his face was cold, his attitude was extremely gentle.

A bonfire is burning outside the account, warm and warm.

Rong Yue also likes the cub, but as an elder, he is obviously inferior to the black wolf. Perhaps the biggest difference is that Rong Yue only likes to tease them, but if he really puts the trouble in his hands, he may not have the patience of the black wolf.

"Senior." "Hello, senior."

The two greeted the black wolf back and forth, and the black wolf nodded.

Rong Yue had some strange feelings in her heart.

At present, he has met three "seniors" of different ages. Two mythical beasts, one magician, will there be more legends in the future?

"Senior, we brought some snacks for you to try."

Black Wolf raised his eyes: "Is it peanut butter?"

"Senior have you eaten peanut butter?" Rong Yue was surprised for a moment, then smiled again and said, "No, it's different from peanut butter. If senior likes peanut butter, I'll get it for you next time."

Heilang took the yogurt that Rong Yue handed over and felt a little strange after taking a bite, but with sweet honey added, it would definitely not be unpalatable.

Rong Yue said, "Little boys like to eat these dairy products. After we learn to dry goat's milk, we can feed milk powder to your boys."

Heilang heard this, and was about to turn the little wooden spoon and stuff it into the cub's mouth, Rongyue hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, you're too young, I'm not sure if he can drink it, let's wait for him to grow up. Bar."

The cub controlled the black wolf and put the yogurt into his mouth again in disappointment.

In addition to these fresh gadgets, the things for the black wolf are a small jar of tomato sauce and a bag of shredded beef.

The black wolf accepted them one by one, and said after a moment of silence, "I'm leaving tomorrow, so I can't give you back right away."

Rong Yue and Tian Yang looked at each other, and then turned to look at the black wolf: "There are too few demons traveling on this continent, Tian Yang will inevitably feel lonely because he has no other kind. Let's give seniors some worthless meat. The little gift I did is not for anything, but I hope that the seniors are well, take care of yourself, and don’t let Tianyang be alone again.”

Heilang seemed surprised by this answer, and showed a small smile: "How can he be alone, didn't he have you? You both have the smell of each other."

Rong Yue and Tian Yang blushed at the same time.

"Thank you very much, the beast god will definitely bless you." Heilang said solemnly.

The next day, the black wolf packed the package and planned to leave the Dasun tribe and continue to move towards the east.

The wolf head tattoo in his arms was burning with faint pain.

The gang of evil people, I don't know how often they will kill, Heilang didn't dare to take it lightly, he was very afraid that he would go too late and hurt more innocent people.

He still remembered how he picked up the disabled boy abandoned by the tribe, gave him food, helped him heal, and planted a small seed of faith in his despairing heart.

But the seeds sprouted, twisted, and turned into black, fetid vines.

Those who were rescued by his black wolf eventually became evil ghosts who murdered because of jealousy. Every time the black wolf thought of this, his heart suffocated.

If he hadn't rescued the boy, a lot of terrible things wouldn't have happened.

The mistakes he planted with his own hands must be killed by him as soon as possible. Now that those people have caused many tragedies, he cannot delay it for too long.

Facing the morning sun, the black wolf walked through the bamboo forest, and suddenly, a white petal fell on his shoulder.

The top of the bamboo forest swayed slightly, and there seemed to be a naughty bird flying away. The black wolf faced the light and looked at the middle section of the bamboo, frowning slightly.

It was a white flower with pointed and long petals, slightly drooping, and the dark brown stamens fell one by one, which was very special.

This bamboo actually bloomed?

He vaguely remembered that more than a hundred years ago, he had also been to a bamboo forest, but he couldn't remember if it was here. That time, he happened to see the bamboo blooming, and the large white flowers decorated the bamboo forest like a dream.

However, not long after, the bamboos seemed to be cursed and all withered to death. The wild beasts took the opportunity to attack the human settlements, and even a large monster appeared. Nearly 1,000 people died in a disaster.

At that time, an old priest said that the flowering of bamboo is a terrible curse that will bring great disasters to come.

The black wolf looked into the distance, stood there from early morning to afternoon, and finally returned to the Dasun tribe.

Rong Yue and Tian Yang's account.

"Bamboo blooms?" Rong Yue was surprised: "Can't bamboo bloom?"

Tianyang has lived in a place without these since he was a child, and he doesn't know the rules. He shook his head and said, "I'll go and call Dasun."