Langfei: I am the younger brother of the Fudi demons

Lin Fan took the remaining women and children of the mountain tribe and climbed over countless mountain ridges. Slowly... the living corpses around him were finally almost invisible.

Lin Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take a break.

He was not tired, but the women, children, and children who had followed him on the run were already out of breath. In addition, their relatives and strong men kept staying behind to protect them, which made them depressed.

Especially Ah Xiao who was next to Lin Fan.

She was originally a heroic little girl, but now she was like a mindless walking corpse.

His little face was so pale that it made people feel sad.

Lin Fan looked around, preparing to find a place to rest, but his expression became a little strange.

Because the valley they were in at the moment looked very familiar. Wasn't it the same valley where Ah Xiao brought them to look for the statue?

Through the overlapping ancient trees, the dilapidated temple bases can be vaguely seen.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, thinking of resting in that huge stone palace that night.

It's a good place to rest there.

It was the statue with a human head and a snake body in front of the main hall that they carried back to the mountain tribe. In this confrontation between the two tribes, it completely collapsed and turned into a pile of rocks.

This hall no longer has the protection of the statue, and they don't know how they will face the terrible darkness after night falls!

Forget it, I don’t want to think about it that much, let’s rest first.

After all, this land is now engulfed in fierce fighting. Where is the real safety?

Unless the terrible battle in the sky determines the winner!

Otherwise, there will be no eggs left behind when the nest is overturned!

Lin Fan made up his mind and led a group of people towards the great hall deep in the valley.

Soon, they arrived at the huge stone palace again.

A group of people entered the hall sparsely, and then collapsed in a dark corner.

The faces on each face were either frightened, panicked, uneasy, or desperate.

But Ah Xiao couldn't help crying when he "revisited his old place" and fell into deep self-blame.

If she hadn't come out to look for the idol, she wouldn't have met the young clan leader of the Blood Moon Tribe, and there wouldn't have been such a big conflict between them that the entire Blood Moon Tribe invaded.

This is what happened to the mountain tribes in the end.

Dad and all the uncles are dead.

Only a few of my little sisters are still alive at this moment.

All this is my own fault.

Lin Fan naturally guessed what she was thinking, sat down next to her, and then sighed: "None of this has anything to do with you. Even if you didn't come here at that time, wouldn't Yanwang also have a conflict with the Blood Moon Tribe?"

"The Blood Moon Tribe is actively provoking disputes, so even if there was no conflict last night, they would still have conflicts elsewhere, and then they will launch a war against the Mountain Tribe with their reputation."

"It is good to capture people from mountain tribes and use it to worship the gods and provide the gods with a steady stream of incense and power."

"Unfortunately, the Blood Moon tribe may not have thought that they would sacrifice their lives for the gods behind them. In the end, the gods would return and be the first to show their butcher's knife."

Speaking of this, Lin Fan also showed a mocking look on his face.

It is not a pity for the Blood Moon Tribe to die, but it is a pity that it has harmed the trillions of living beings in this ancient world.

Well... these are just the creatures in the painting, and this world may just evolve with some rules.

Lin Fan told himself silently in his heart.

Under Lin Fan's consolation, Ah Xiao wiped away his tears, his eyes full of hatred: "It's all the fault of those damn guys from the Blood Moon Tribe."

She hated those guys.

Why worship those gods!

If it weren't for their incense and wishes, the gods might not return.

It was just resentment. Looking at the remaining hundreds of tribesmen, she could only steel herself and turn around to comfort them.

Her father is gone, and from now on she will take on the responsibility of her father and protect these few clan members.

Seeing this scene, Lin Fan did not get close to him, but found a corner to carefully think about his next plan.

Not long after, Mo Yuan and others sneaked over, took a look at the crying mountain tribe natives over there, and then lowered their voices to Lin Fan: "What are your plans next?"

Lin Fan felt a little fed up with what he heard.

Intend? What plans can I have?

After all, you are also a group of big bosses in the realm of gods, and you are also powerful figures in your respective clans. Can you please stop acting like children who have not grown up, just waiting for food with your mouths open.

Can you use your few brain cells and think about it carefully?

Before Lin Fan could speak, Mo Yuan couldn't help but said insidiously: "How about we leave? With these native mountain tribes, they are simply holding us back."

"That's right, I think Mo Yuan is right. In fact, with our strength, if we gather other strong men in this ancient wilderness, we can completely resist those living corpses. Don't worry too much."

"Maybe we can find a way out in the process."

Mo Yuan and the others had no sense of responsibility towards these natives. To put it bluntly, they had been captured and made slaves from the very beginning.

For their status, it is simply a shame.

At this moment, the mountain tribes are gone. They did not take the opportunity to kill these remaining indigenous people, which is already an act of mercy outside the law.

Lin Fan could actually be like Mo Yuan.

As they said, without these burdens, he could still live freely and freely even in this wilderness full of life and death.

But his inner conscience prevented him from doing so.

Even though he kept telling himself in his heart, these creatures were probably the people briefly sketched on the rock paintings.

Lin Fan finally rejected Mo Yuan and others, telling them that if they wanted to leave, they could just leave.

No one will treat them as slaves anymore.

But after some hesitation, Mo Yuan and the others still chose to stay.

Lin Fan actually knew that they were not aware of their conscience, nor had they given up their hostility towards him, but they were hoping that he could find a way out and lead everyone out of this ghost space.

I'm afraid that after leaving this space, they will still find ways to fight with themselves.

The kind that never die.

Everyone has returned to silence and is trying to get some time to rest, because no one knows when the crisis will come.

Lin Fan also fell silent and continued to think about the next countermeasures.

He decided to take Ah Xiao and the others to find other strong men on this continent.

It would be best to join Mengdie and the others.

He naturally trusted Mengdie and the others more than Mo Yuan.

Just thinking like this in my heart,

Someone approached me again.

At first, Lin Fan thought it was Mo Yuan and the others who were unwilling to give up, but soon he realized that it was not Mo Yuan who came over, but Ah Xiao.

Lin Fan was just astonished when he saw the other party carefully sit down next to him, and then leaned close to him.

Lin Fan was stunned at that time, because at that moment, he could even clearly feel the two tight soft masses on his chest.

He turned to look at Ah Xiao and saw her eyes were panicked, but a hint of girlish shyness floated on her healthy and wheat-colored face, "Don't leave us behind."