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    Because according to Black Wolf, there are super tribes in the east that are not inferior to the Snowmelting Valley Alliance.

    Sang Mo and Sang Mo probably discussed the progress of the problem and felt relieved.

    They have to work hard, with a construction team, to get the tower on their site ready by summer. Then bring the latest map and go back to participate in the marriage ceremony between Rong Yue and Tian Yang.

    Until then, that map will surely make a great gift.

    However, the plan was not as smooth as Sang Mo and the others thought.

    After finding their former home and cleaning up the ruins, they chose a nearby highland to build a tower.

    Just after laying the foundation and setting up the three-meter shelf, heard a group of people say that someone was coming this way.

    Sang Mo Zheng and the painter who drew the map were observing the vegetation nearby on the small soil slope, and simply estimated the distance. He was startled by the loud voice, and it took a while to realize what the other party said.

    "Anyone coming? Is it someone from a nearby tribe?"

    The team member was honest and honest. Hearing the words, he shook his head and said in a low voice, "It doesn't look like... They are carrying things. There is a group of people, like people in business."

    "What's there to be afraid of?" Sang Mo kicked the man expressionlessly: "That's all."

    The honest man smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to describe the momentum he felt to the group leader...

    Yes, it was that unusual aura, and Sang Mo felt it soon after.

    "Which tribe are you from and what are you doing here?"

    The caravan should have seen them putting up airs, seen it from a distance, and came to investigate.

    There are nearly 20 people in this line. The goods are packed in wooden boxes, and then tied to two bamboo poles with hemp ropes. Eight people in the front and rear carry the bamboo poles on their shoulders to transport the goods.

    There was a clear rank difference among them. The leader, the one who asked the question, had an unusual moustache on his chin, dangling eyes, his hair was tucked on top of his head, and he was wearing long-sleeved linen.

    He also brought two valetes, who were dressed similarly to him. He had a wooden stick in his hand, and he didn't know what to beat.

    As for those behind them carrying bamboo poles, their upper body is a piece of cloth, with a hole in the middle for their head, which is very simple. His face was also very tired, and he didn't dare to put the box on the ground even though he was standing still.

    Even so, these people are much richer than some small tribes in Snowmelting Valley. At least they look strong, and it seems that they can't eat.

    Sang Lu was not there, only Sang Mo was the one to lead. But he has gone through a lot now, and he is no longer the lonely and stubborn teenager. Facing this group of people, he is neither humble nor arrogant: "What's the matter?"

    The moustache man choked, as if he was used to being domineering, and he didn't expect someone to talk back to him.

    "We are the caravan of the City of Valor. We pass by here several times a year. It has been a long time since a small tribe nearby was exterminated. You suddenly appeared, of course I want to ask. Again, what are you doing?"

    City of Valor?

    Sang Mo quickly searched for the word in his memory.

    He didn't understand what the city meant for the time being, but he did hear it somewhere... It seems that it was recently, who said it...

    It was the black wolf with the cub who said it!

    I heard that it is a big tribe in the east!

    Sang Mo has a bottom line in his heart, let alone panic, no matter how big a tribe is, it is just a tribe.

    In his heart, the Xingyue Tribe was definitely stronger than anywhere else, and the leader Tian Yang, who could slash dozens of people with one blow, was even more outrageous. A single tribe is so powerful, and the Snowmelting Valley Alliance adds up, isn't it a city of courage that hangs up?

    So he was full of confidence and said with a blank face: "We are here to build the tower."

    Goat bear man: "..."

    The moustache man couldn't bring it up in one breath, suspecting that this man was too stupid to understand what he was asking.

    He emphasized again: "We are the caravan of Courage City! Don't perfunctory me about building a tower, as long as you answer honestly, we will not deprive you of your qualification to enter the city in winter!"

    Coming to town in winter? What is this? Customs in the City of Valor?

    Sang Mo changed his mind and realized that this was a good opportunity to get in touch. In addition, there was a whole tower building group behind him. The number of people was several times that of the caravan in front of him. The tree is still tall and the observation platform. Through the platform, you can see far away, and you can also send signals by lighting fires and other methods to communicate with distant tribes.”

    "...?" The moustache man didn't understand, but seeing Sang Mo's serious appearance, he suddenly had an illusion that it wasn't the other party's perfunctory, but that he was stupid...?

    "What tribe are you from, why did you build the tower?" the goatee man asked.

    "Xingyue tribe, from the opposite side of Xingye."

    "!!!" The moustache man was so frightened that he fell backwards and almost sat on the ground. Not to mention their own behavior, even Sang Mo was startled.

    The team member behind him who had just passed the message also helped Sang Mo.

    The goatee's eyes widened, his beard trembled, and he pointed at Sang Mo: "You, you, you, you...you came from Hoshino!?"

    Sang Mo was speechless for a moment: "Yes, now Xingye does not need to go in, you can cross it. Our tribe has built a road along its periphery, you are welcome to come and see."

    "..." The moustache man was greatly stimulated, and his eyes were blank: "Again, what tribe are you called?"

    "Xingyue Tribe." Sand said.

    The goatee said nothing, and hurried off carrying the goods with his valet and coolies, as if a bear was chasing him.

    As for? Isn't it just building a road?

    Sang Mo, as a full participant in the transformation of Hoshino's peripheral plan, really felt that the other party was making a fuss.

    But the City of Valor? He remembered.

    When the tower here is built, he wants to see which direction the City of Courage is, not far away. In the future, if anyone in their tribe wants to visit, it will be convenient.

    Perhaps the news of the marriage ceremony spread too quickly. After the caravan returned to the City of Valor to report, the city owner of the City of Valor also heard more news one after another.

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