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Immediately, a group of young and strong men from the tribe quickly rushed forward after him, holding primitive weapons in their hands, and withstood the collapsed mountain with all their strength.

But how can manpower compete with heaven?

The huge falling rocks that poured down quickly crushed their weapons.

The leading strong man roared like a beast.

He actually used his tall body to directly resist the falling rock.

Seeing this, the others hurried forward and raised their hands together, holding it up with great difficulty.

Seeing that they are about to be unable to hold on.

Three figures appeared.

Jumping high almost at the same time, leaping out of the narrow gap...

Chapter 96 The Final Farewell!I want you to give me an explanation! 【First update】

In a coma, the sky is blue and dreams are gray.

The dazed Zhou Ling didn't know how long time had passed.

I just feel that my consciousness is constantly sinking.

In the dimness, all kinds of bizarre pictures kept flashing in front of my eyes.

Can't see clearly.

I can't catch it either.

"Zhou Ling, wake up..."

"You can't sleep anymore..."

"Brother Zhou, get up quickly..."

"Old Qi and the others are still waiting for you to send things out..."

Old Qi?

Pan Xueli?

A familiar face slowly rose into consciousness.

I'm Zhou Ling!

That's right!

I can't sleep anymore!

The mottled light and shadow disappeared in an instant.

Zhou Ling opened his eyes suddenly, his lungs were like a shriveled sponge.

He took a big gulp of air to make him feel alive.

"I, how long have I been in a coma?"

He looked at Zhao Muxue and Qian Dajun who were sitting beside him.

Zhou Ling asked impatiently.

The moment before he lost consciousness, the mountain was collapsing.

The rough teeth hanging on his chest were about to disappear completely.

Just when he was about to despair.

Seeing the pass of the mountain, a group of tall tribal men were holding the mountain with their backs, leaving a gap for them...

"Brother Zhou, you were hit by a stone and fell into a coma for a day and a night."

"If you don't wake up again, sister Zhao and I plan to carry you out..."

Hands are bandaged.

Qian Dajun's tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed a little as Zhou Ling woke up.

But then he hesitated to say, "Brother Zhou, you, do you really think you're okay?"

I don't know if it was because I fell asleep for two days.

At this moment, Zhou Ling's spirit has recovered a lot.

Looking at Qian Dajun strangely, "What questions can I have?"

Zhao Muxue smiled wryly at the side, "You think it's okay, but you kept talking nonsense when you were unconscious, which scared the two of us enough."

Then pointed to him.

It was only then that Zhou Ling noticed that he had changed into colorful clothes at some point.

"The old man in the tribe gave it to you."

"We also couldn't understand what he said. Judging from the meaning, it should belong to some kind of ritual in their tribe."

Qian Dajun explained in a timely manner.

Yesterday Zhou Ling rushed to the front alone, and he was about to rush out of the col.

Unexpectedly, he was hit in the head by a falling rock.

This scared him and Zhao Muxue half to death.

If it weren't for the old man of the tribe who insisted on letting them live, and lit the bonfire in the center of the tribe, it seemed to be praying for him.

The two of them had already rushed out of Shennongjia with Zhou Ling on their backs...

Hear this.

Zhou Ling nodded.

Then he asked again, "Has the mountain pass completely collapsed?"

Qian Dajun was taken aback.

But he quickly realized what Zhou Ling meant, and his expression quickly dimmed, "It's collapsed, the whole road is blocked by boulders..."

"The people inside can't come out."

The voice fell.

The small room immediately fell into silence.

Even though Zhou Ling had thought of this ending a long time ago, he still couldn't help being speechless for a while.

A full ten minutes passed.

Only then did he tidy up his mood, and forcibly suppressed those complicated emotions, "Let's go, get out of here as soon as possible, and bring your things back."

He let out a long breath of foul air.

It turned out that the clothes on his body were already in tatters under the falling rocks.

Zhou Ling had no choice but to jump out of bed in this strange outfit.

Qian Dajun and Zhao Muxue looked at each other again.

They all know it too.

Even if there is any comfort, it is best not to speak.

It was only after Zhou Ling packed up his things that he realized that he was wearing a string of delicate shell necklaces around his neck.

I saw the doubts in his heart.

Zhao Muxue squeezed out a smile and explained, "Our sandy teeth were almost worn away by the power of Emperor Yu's Jiuding, and the leader of the tribe gave each of us a bunch."

Say it.

He took out a string of identical shell necklaces from his own neck.

Zhou Ling was stunned.

He just nodded and didn't say anything more.

So the three quickly packed everything up.

But as soon as he went out, he saw the dying tribal old man who was still lying on the bed yesterday, holding a banner with colorful cloth strips, and standing at the door with all the fallen people.

see them come out.

Putting their right hands at the position of their hearts in unison, they nodded slightly to salute them.

Zhou Ling saw this.

After a moment of hesitation, he reacted.

Because the jade ring and turquoise returned to Jiuding, the magnetic field fluctuations here returned to normal, and the strange power no longer leaked out.

The life of these tribal people has returned to normal again.

Face this etiquette.

Zhou Ling thought for a while, then pulled out the machete prepared for them by the Chinese character face from his waist.

He stepped forward and handed the knife to the old man, "Although we don't understand the language, I am willing to give this knife to you. I hope our friendship will last forever!"

Seems to understand what he said.

A simple smile appeared on the old man's haggard face.

After nodding in salute, he received the machete in his hand and held it up high, "Yu!"

Everyone in the tribe behind him also showed joy, and shouted in unison, "Yu!"

"Yu!"

see this scene.

The grief in my heart was somewhat diluted.

Zhou Ling just wanted to open his mouth to say something more

The unusually tall tribal leader stepped forward from the crowd.

Take the knife from the old man's hand.

He cut his index finger and wiped the overflowing blood on Zhou Ling's forehead.

Looking at him with clear eyes, "Yu!"