League of Legends: Queen Ashe, please help

The Freljord is in the northernmost part of the Valoran continent. The Ataro tribe is the most inconspicuous among the hundreds of tribes affiliated with the Ashe tribe. The total number of men, women, and children in the entire tribe does not exceed 500. The tribe People have made a living by hunting for generations. In the mountains behind the Ataro tribe, various birds and beasts have been the source of food for the Ataro tribe for thousands of years. In front of the tribe, there is a road that runs through the Freljord. The most magical thing about this river is that it never freezes despite the cold winter. This is also the origin of the name of this river: Freezing River!

A boy of twelve or thirteen years old sat on the protruding rock, squinting his eyes to see the afterglow shining on the sparkling river. The entire river was like red silk spread on the ground, stretching for thousands of miles. .

"Pa..." A big black fish jumped out of the water and fell heavily on the rocks.

When the boy heard the noise, he came out of his deep thoughts and saw a pool of black blood flowing out of the big fish's mouth. It seemed that his abdomen had been bitten by something. The black blood in his body was flowing along the gaps between the stones. spread.

"Huh..." The boy's eyes were full of doubts, because he had never seen black blood in a fish in his whole life.

"Ling Feng...Ling Feng...Balk and the others are heading towards your home." A panting little fat man shouted as he ran.

The boy turned his head, his face full of anger, and ran towards the tribe. The little fat man sat by the river and said, "Ling Han, you can't beat them."

"If you can't beat me, you have to fight!" Ling Feng said a word and went straight to the Ataro tribe.

"Hey..." The little fat man sat on the ground tiredly. When he looked up, he saw a dark and shiny giant claw breaking through the water.

"There are... there are monsters! There are monsters..." The little fat man got up from the ground and ran away without looking back.

There is a dilapidated cabin in the northernmost part of the Ataro tribe. Three teenagers were peeing on the dried meat. When they saw Ling Feng running over, the teenagers immediately pulled up their pants and surrounded Ling Feng. , said: "You still dare to come back?"

Lingfeng saw that all the dried meat in his house was thrown on the ground, besides dirt and urine. At this time, Lingfeng's calm eyes began to show murderous intent, because Freljord is located in the north of the Valoran continent. The snow season is extremely long, and all tribes in the Freljord will stock up on enough food before the snow season comes. There are few prey on the mountains during the snow season, and it is extremely dangerous. Even the most experienced hunters, when the snow season comes, He would also put away his bow and arrows, and stay in the tribe honestly, waiting until spring to go into the mountains. Now that the snow season is coming, the dried meat on the ground is all the reserves of Lingfeng's family.

"Boy, my father is merciful and allows you to continue living in the Ataro tribe. If you hadn't been eaten by wild wolves in the mountains, you would have snatched my prey..." Balk's father is from the Ataro tribe. He is an elder, so he acts very arrogantly, and is the king of children in the tribe.

Without any warning, Ling Feng raised his fist and hit Balke directly. "Ah..." Balke screamed, covering his nose and fell to the ground, blood dripping down his fingers. No one expected that eighty-nine A 6-year-old boy dared to take the initiative when faced with several teenagers who were stronger than him.

"Kill him!" Balk fell to the ground and yelled like crazy.

A young man grabbed Ling Feng's clothes and swung it back hard, trying to throw Ling Feng to the ground, but Ling Feng reacted very quickly, jumped hard, held the young man's neck with both hands, and jumped forward, and the two of them They both fell to the ground. After falling to the ground, Ling Feng exerted force on his waist and pushed his knee hard against the boy's chin. The boy was knocked unconscious by Ling Feng's huge impact.

In the blink of an eye, three teenagers were unconscious and one was injured. The remaining boy pulled out a machete from behind, "Isidore, you chop him to death and I will ask my father to make your father a tribal warrior..." Balk struggled from the ground. Get up towards the ground.

Ling Feng kicked down, and Balke was like a cooked prawn, holding his stomach and arching his waist, shaking all over in pain. Ling Feng only used five minutes of his strength on this kick. If he used all his strength, this kick would probably Kick Balke's internal organs directly. If Balke dies, it will be difficult for Lingfeng and his son to get out of the Ataro tribe alive, because Balke is the only son of the Ataro tribe leader.

Isido gritted his teeth and swung the machete to chop off Ling Feng's head. Ling Feng looked at the whizzing blade, avoided the blade with a sliding step, went directly to the back of Isido, raised his arm, He hit Isido's back hard with his elbow, and the whole movement was done in one go. Isido felt that his back was hit by a huge stone, and he collapsed to the ground.

"This little kid has such amazing skills. I am becoming more and more curious about where the father and son are coming from." On a raised hill in the distance, there were two people standing one behind the other. The man behind In the cold winter, he only wore an animal skin, and his body was covered with scars left by the bites of wild beasts. He looked very cruel.

The man in front was also wearing animal skins, with several wild beast fangs hanging on his neck. His body was exceptionally strong. This man was Berg, the leader of the Ataro tribe. He watched his son being raped by an eight or nine-year-old child. Defeated, there was no trace of anger on his face and he said: "I told Balke a long time ago not to provoke Ling Feng, but this kid didn't listen. The father and son are probably the strongest in our tribe."

The face of the man behind was full of shock, and he asked: "The strongest of all tribes? I'm afraid you are not included in all the tribes in your mouth!" For the first time, the man had doubts about the words of the strongest leader in the history of the Ataro tribe. Suspect.

"Including, I am no match for the old guy in the room..."

"Including Archmage Neil?" The man's voice actually trembled when he asked.

"Including..." Berg's tone was very firm.

"How is that possible? Archmage Neil has already arrived in Silver. You have forgotten that five years ago, three black iron mages came to challenge Master Neil, and were killed instantly by Archmage Neil. This kind of strength is not worth mentioning in Ai. The Xi tribe will also be treated as guests." The man retorted directly.

Berg said with a smile: "Remember the silver snow leopard that bit Archmage Neil!"

"Remember, that beast was so powerful that it bit Archmage Neil and killed two of our warriors. In the end, it escaped back to the mountains." There was anger on the man's face.

"That beast didn't escape to the mountains, so he was killed by the man in the house..."

"Master Patriarch... Archmage Neil asked you to report something important." A soldier with bare shoulders said respectfully.

"knew...."

Berg looked at the shocked man behind him and said in his ear: "Oh... By the way, let me add, it's not a kill, it's an instant kill..." After that, he walked down the hillside.