Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Originally, it would have been easy for Song Jixiang, who possessed thunder-related abilities, to deal with this group of evil wolves, but she did not do so because she did not want to dampen the enthusiasm of her other partners.

Of course, she would not stand idly by. She would hide in the dark and quietly swing the cane, or quietly approach the opponent and give them another blow, silently giving them support.

At dawn, everything returned to calm and the people in the camp began to clean up the chaotic battlefield.

You Eryong kicked the black mass of mud-like substance at his feet nonchalantly, muttering, "These beasts are just so-so, not as powerful as I imagined!"

No one in the camp was injured, and all the invaders were killed by them. This was something that they would never have dared to think about before.

He Dazhuang stepped over, pushed him aside, and shouted: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't you see it's almost dawn? Hurry up and work, finish your work, so you can eat!"

You Eryong spat, "Eat, eat, eat. You big guy, all you know is eating. Last night, I saw you eating quite a bit. Really..."

He Dazhuang ignored him and squatted down, ready to pick up the corpses of the evil wolves lying on the ground and throw them to the open space nearby.

Just as he reached out his hand to grab the furry wolf skin, a terrible thing happened - what he held in his hand was not the corpse of the wolf as expected, but a handful of ink-black hair!

This sudden change made him extremely frightened. His hand loosened and the fur in his hand fell to the ground. He opened his mouth wide and let out a piercing scream. His body involuntarily took two steps back. His fingers trembled violently as if he had been electrocuted, and his voice was full of fear: "It, they are not wolves at all!"

His panicked shouts attracted everyone, and they gathered around him, asking in unison: "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened?"

At this time, Song Jixiang squeezed out from the crowded crowd.

She held the sword in her hand and carefully picked up the fur on the ground and examined it carefully, thinking to herself: "Yes, it is true. This is indeed wolf fur."

Then she looked down at the person lying on the ground covered in blood, and her eyes became sharp.

In an instant, Song Jixiang suddenly realized the hidden secret. It turned out that these creepy wolves were not real wolves, but a group of people wearing wolf skins and disguised as wolves!

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"What? What did you say? The Yuanyue tribe was actually exterminated!" Sun Zhubu suddenly jumped up from his seat, his face full of astonishment. He reached out to scratch his ears in disbelief, wondering if he had heard the words wrongly.

How could this happen?

Sun Zhubu slumped back into his chair.

You know, although the Yuanyue tribe is not large in scale, it is also a force! What kind of enemy is so cruel and ruthless that it wiped out the entire tribe? Countless questions came to his mind, causing Sun Zhubu to fall into deep contemplation.

Yesterday, he deliberately placed that group of country bumpkins in that place, which was of course a decision he made after careful consideration.

Although that place has drinkable water and sparse plants living around it, what is truly frightening is the "Full Moon Tribe" that lives next to it.

The reason why this tribe is called the "Full Moon Tribe" is not just because of its unique name. In fact, the people here are known for their ferocity and warlike nature. They believe that they are descendants of wolves and worship wolves as the gods of the tribe.

Countless tribes that moved near them were ruthlessly and cruelly massacred, without exception.

At first, he thought this plan was foolproof, but he actually underestimated those peasants. During this period, he should not make any more moves, so as not to arouse the suspicion of Black Cloud Castle...

In Black Cloud Castle, there was someone who had learned the news long before Sun Zhubu.

After the man in black reported everything he had discovered to Song Xiaotian, he bowed and left.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, subconsciously grabbed his beard on his chin with his right hand, and a gratified and complacent smile appeared on his face.

He slapped the table and couldn't help laughing: "Great! You are worthy of being a child of the Song family. You have the style and demeanor of me in my old age! Why should the Song family be able to suppress the Xiao family..."

Following this whisper, Song Xiaotian seemed to be immersed in memories of the past.