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Stags run across the wasteland.

Snowflakes rustled down.

This mutant deer is an adult, with a broad back and antlers that are more than three meters high.Mu Fan's right hand was placed on the side of its neck, as if to comfort it intimately.The stag was trembling, it knew the terrifying power contained in its arms.

The red-brown lizard poked Mu Fan's cuff with the tip of its tail.

Mu Fan patted the ferocious beast's tough and thick fur, the stag changed direction, and the blizzard intensified in the darkness.

Walking to one place, there are more and more vegetation on the snowfield, and strange vines stick out of the frozen soil, flourishing and treacherous.Finally, the front is not an endless plain, and the complicated vegetation blocks the view, and the darkness absorbs the only light between the sky and the earth.

The mutated deer stopped suddenly, no matter how much Ren Mufan forced him, he refused to go any further.

Mu Fan turned over from the back of his mount, the knee joints of the fierce beast trembled, and Chi Tu jumped out of his cuffs anxiously.In the wastelands of the Forbidden Zone, animal instincts are more accurate than any precautionary measure.

"White pomelo forest?"

Chi Tu nodded and hissed the letter.The person has been brought here, and there is an aura of "you don't go, I go" in the small eyes.

Mu Fan stroked its head lightly: "Thank you, see you by fate."

There is a faint stench in the pomelo forest, and the snow falls are blocked by numerous intertwined vines. The high places are crystal clear like ice sculptures, and the low places converge into a soft net, making travelers have to slow down.

Chi Tu stared at Mu Fan for a long time, seeing that he turned around and left without hesitation, his pupils were wide open.

The Glazed Light Sword came out of its sheath silently, and was held in Xu Xu's hand.Mu Fan's gaze paused on a plant root - there were traces of Ming Xi biting it.

Sharp teeth, with blood grooves, looking at the traces left, it should be about the height of two people, with wings - no traces of destruction under the vegetation, and messy broken leaves above.The bite marks are the same as the body of the Moshan tribe in the snow before.Carnivorous predators eat plants mostly for fiber for digestion.Judging from the incomplete vines - the plants it tore off far exceeded the theoretical intake of the body size.

Maybe it has an uncanny fondness for vegetarian food, or maybe—it doesn't find enough food.

Mu Fan recalled what the Moshan boy said before, that hunting is not allowed in the pomelo forest.

Scarce food resources correspond to scarce predators, so who snatches its prey?Will it be Lu Mengji?

Even though he had guessed, Mu Fan pursed his thin lips, not daring to take it lightly.In the harsh environment of the Forbidden Zone, the wind resistance brought by the nuclear magnetic storm is far beyond normal, so most of the mutant beasts seen along the way also travel on land.To be able to keep its wings under such conditions, there must be a unique advantage - having bone density that can resist storms, and fangs that can bite through the Moshan orcs.This king of the white pomelo forest, which scares off the stag and makes Chitu restless, is more terrifying than all the beasts.

Mu Fan restored the vines that had been torn off, and behind him, Chi Tu was still following step by step.

He was about to speak, but there was a sudden pause.

The lizard's light-colored oval pupils merged into two vertical lines because of fright.The stag that was brought in by Mu Fan simply softened its forelimbs and knelt down on the ground.From the reflection of the stag's pupils, Mu Fan saw the fierce beast that suddenly appeared in the air.

His figure turned like electricity, and he retreated quickly.

Above the vines, a black shadow and darkness emerged.His cold eyes looked like human eyes, red with no whites.Its neck was extremely thin, curved like a snake's neck, covered by thin sheets that could not be distinguished as scales or neck feathers, and behind it - a pair of bony wings with a light pink film attached.

It's like an ancient pterosaur that came out of a fossil.

The upper end of the bone wing was bent like a bow, in an extremely abnormal state of stress, the film was stretched to almost transparent, and the bubbles of mucus on the connective tissue were clearly visible.The lower jaw, which is wider than the bird's beak, opened, and the jagged fangs fit perfectly with the bite on the Moshan corpse-the next moment, the bone wings that had been charged suddenly flew into the air.

The stag ran in fear, darting behind the fern leaves.The young man in sight suddenly drew his sword, the pale blue sword light and the bone wings of the beast missed by a tiny bit.

Just when Chitu was about to close his eyes and dare not look any more, the fierce beast let out a creepy whine, its bone wings swept back, and disappeared into the vines again.

Chi Tu was stunned for a few seconds, and finally bravely crawled out, looking at Mu Fan with eyes full of awe and... at a loss.It didn't understand what Mu Fan did to make this king standing at the top of the food chain in the white pomelo forest turn around and run away.

Mu Fan lowered his head, a little smile reflected on the bright water-like sword body.

"It's not me it's afraid of." He explained to Chi Tu.

It was the Glazed Light Sword that forced the beast back.The moment the saber was unsheathed, he clearly saw the fear and fear in the red pupils of the winged beast.

Obviously it had suffered from the same weapon before, and the opponent was quite difficult.It is even very possible that the culprit who forced the king of the forest to eat vines is the source of fear of the beast.

Mu Fan finally felt relieved.In just three days, Lu Mengji undoubtedly secured his position in the food chain of the White Pomelo Forest.

— but he also paid a price.

He took a closer look at the moment when the beast pounced on him just now. There were two sword wounds on the right bone wing. Judging from the trend, he used the sword with his left hand. Right handed.

When the stone fell three days ago, Lu Mengji used his right arm to protect him.

Mu Fan retracted the tip of the sword and continued to explore the depths of the jungle without stopping.After the beast was driven away, Chi Tu no longer feared, and followed him directly, tossing and turning in Tenman from time to time, which was very novel.

The lower layer of the soil is permafrost, trembling slightly because of Mu Fan's steps.When he reached a certain place, Chitu gave a pause, and then rushed to the ground, biting Mu Fan's trousers, and was about to drag him in one direction.

Mu Fan was a little surprised, but he had a tacit understanding with Chitu, and quickly recovered the traces of one person and one lizard passing by, and then jumped to hide behind the stone.

In the intertwined jungle, footsteps sounded.

Mu Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression turned dark.There are far more than one person here.

Moshan people.

"The dragon eagle flew away, just now. People are still inside."

"Light it up."

It was freezing cold in the Forbidden Zone, and the forest fires could not be ignited.The scorching smoke spread instead of the flames, and the already thin oxygen was consumed in large quantities. The smoke was light green, and when it was thick, it had an unnatural pungent smell.Chitu, who was hiding in Mufan's sleeve, instantly became agitated, and was about to jump off and burrow into the frozen soil out of agitation.

"Poisonous?" Mu Fan mouthed softly.

Chi Tu nodded.

A sharp light flashed across Mu Fan's eyes, and he finally understood why Lu Mengji was trapped in the pomelo grove.

After the group of Moshan people lit the fire, their expressions relaxed a lot.

"I heard that they went to arrest people in the morning? Have you found the female that the priest wants?"

"No. Someone went, just ran away. The priest said that he didn't die in the nuclear magnetic storm. He was probably saved by those small clans. I just don't know how he crossed the snowfield."

"Where are the small clans?"

The Moshan clansman smiled sharply: "I can't come back empty-handed. I arrested their witch doctor and waited for a replacement..."

Behind the stone, Mu Fan's fingertips holding the hilt of the sword suddenly tightened.The reddish-brown lizard immediately bit his sleeve after reacting, and was about to drag it out of the stone without any explanation. , obviously has moved the real thing.

"Chitu." He shouted in a low voice.

Chi Tu was visibly anxious. Seeing that Mu Fan was not moving, he hissed twice and put down his cuffs. With a kick of his hind legs, he was about to rush out to fight a few Moshan clansmen, but suddenly he was pinned down by a hand on his back.

"Wait."

The green poisonous mist spread along the wind to the white pomelo forest, and there was no threat of ferocious beasts. A group of Moshan people held torches and explored into the forest.

When they came to a rock, someone suddenly rubbed their eyes: "Who's there?"

He walked forward suspiciously, and there was nothing behind the tall stone, except for the rustling sound of a vine.Immediately afterwards, the man's pupils shrank, and he rushed forward together with his companion——

There was only a scream, and the necks of the two were strangled by extremely thin silk threads. Their exposed skin quickly turned purple, their faces were blue and red, and their feet were hanging on the ground.

The Moshan orc who rushed over turned pale with shock, but felt that the trap in front of him was very familiar: "This, this—"

"The orc who disappeared yesterday usually collects this kind of spider web."

"But isn't he dead?"

For a while, the dark white pomelo forest was strangely cold, and the network was so intricate that even in the Moshan tribe, there was only one orc who depended on it for a living, and was found buried in a mutant gibbon yesterday.But how could a dead person appear here and set a trap.

Among the two people who were hoisted in the air, one was already unconscious, and the other could barely vent his anger: "Mu, Mu Fan, it was Mu Fan just now—"

In the white pomelo forest, a group of Moshan orcs rushed out quickly, but the snow field was empty.

"Where is the person?!" The leader was furious: "He can't run so fast!"

"My lord, you, look..."

Where the edge of the pomelo grove meets the snow, a hoofprint can be seen faintly.

"Chase!"

On the wilderness covered by goose feather snow, Chi Tu was hissing and spitting out letters to show Mu Fan the way.

In the secret button, the loot looted from the wooden house of the Moshan teenagers disappeared, but it held a few vital breaths for one person and one lizard in the white pomelo forest.Mu Fan took one last look at the dimly lit white pomelo grove behind him, and ran to the distance without looking back.

After leading away the Moshan tribe, Lu Mengji will be able to come out when the green smoke clears.But now, there are more important things waiting for him to do.

"Chitu, go to the deer herd."

The hunting area that had just left an hour ago was completely quiet. When the stag came back with Mu Fan, a group of mutated deer were panicked.The grassland that had just been covered with new snow was trampled by countless hoof prints, and it was even more chaotic when the fire was lit.

The hoofprints when they came were finally annihilated in the muddy snow.

Before the leader of the herd had time to vent his anger, Mu Fan had already disappeared into the distance on a stag.

hunting camp.

A faint flame was set on dry wood to drive away wild animals.Most of the orcs are sleeping in the snow cave, and Noah is leading a group of orcs on duty in the first half of the night.He moved his ears suddenly, and looked into the dark distance.

"Deer? Young Master Mu is back?!"

Along the campfire, the figure in the distance gradually approached, and the delicate face of the young man was brilliantly dyed by the firelight.Lying on his shoulders is Chi Tu, a lizard raised by the witch doctor.

However, the news brought by Mu Fan made everyone's eyes tear open.

"The devil of the Moshan tribe took Ming Ran away?!" Noah's eyes suddenly frightened.

"Why should I trust you?"

"You have no other choice." Mu Fan said coldly: "I said that the Moshan tribe is looking for me. You follow me, if I lie to you, you can at least use me to exchange Ming Ran. "

Under the firelight, Mu Fan's gaze was as sharp as a blade.Noah squinted at him, and finally whistled.

"—everyone, withdraw the camp and return to the tribe. Be on guard during wartime."

Before the clansmen could finish gathering, the orc leader jumped onto his mount and disappeared into the snowy night with Mu Fan.

The dark night in the snowy field is frightening, and this is the third time Mu Fan has set foot on the road leading to the residence of the Yishi Remnant Clan.On his shoulder, Chi Tu continued to hiss anxiously.

The moss on the side of the road is gradually increasing, but the air is filled with the smell of burning.

Noah's entire face was livid.

And when the orc in charge of guarding the tribe came running with a torch, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom——

The Moshan tribe attacked the camp, the temple was burned down, and Ming Ran was taken into captivity.

Under the blanket of Chen Su, the eyes of the Yishi tribe fell on Mu Fan.

In the firelight, the young man on the stag's back met everyone's gaze.The mutated deer was as tall as two people. From his eyes, he could see that the Luobu market was scorched black in the morning, and only the black wreckage remained of the three-storey temple.

After the hunting team set off, only half of the orcs left in the tribe were mature orcs, and the remaining half were old people, females and cubs.The emotions in the pairs of eyes make everything extremely oppressive and dull.

Facing those gazes, Mu Fan spoke slowly, as if making a solemn promise: "I will bring him back."

"You stay." Someone suddenly said.

Noah nodded in one direction.The crowd parted ways, and the old man who had previously met in the temple walked out, with a somewhat bleak tone: "You stay in the tribe and be with the females. This is what Ming Ran meant."

"The Moshan tribe is looking for you, but this matter has nothing to do with you." The old man shook his head: "They didn't know you were here at first, but they just wanted to use Ming Ran to coerce us to go to the snowfield to find you. We survivors, It is impossible to do such a thing of replacing innocent people."

The crowd listened to him silently, but there was no objection.Among the crowd, not only the middle-aged orcs were waiting in full force, but even the cubs wearing silver masks and knee pads all had scimitars pinned to their waists, shining brightly in the firelight, some seemed newly made, some On the other hand, it was covered with bloodstains and scratches, as if bearing the glory of the father's generation.

"This is the old grudge between the Moshan clan and our bereaved clan. Since the group of devils sealed off the mountain hundreds of years ago, there must be an end sooner or later."

"Warriors, when the hunting team returns, we should set off."

Beside him, there was a female about seventeen or eighteen years old, who nodded with the old man and walked towards Mu Fan.He was thinner than the orcs, and standing in front of Mu Fan's deer, he was only a little taller, but he stretched out his hand to Mu Fan, and said a few words softly with his mouth: "Come down, don't be afraid."

His eyes were bright, without anger, with the temperature of fire.

Behind him, the old man played a strange tune, and the last orcs in the tribe responded with a hoarse voice, the desolation and roughness seemed to be beating a war drum, and it was also like the strong wind rustling in the forbidden area.

This is the battle song of the orcs.

Mu Fan couldn't understand the obscure ancient orc language in the singing. He saw the orc warriors take off the fur coats wrapped around their upper bodies one after another, and sprinkle strong wine on the animal patterns on their shoulders and arms.Among them are the gray and white patterns of the Yishi tribe, as well as the black as ink wolf, and the entrenched silver fox, and there are various styles of tribal totems in the middle.

They are the last survivors of the hundreds of years of the Moshan tribe's raging with the Plum Blossom Barrier.

The crowd stopped looking at Mu Fan, and the warriors of the tribe were saying goodbye to their families.

Mu Fan rolled over from the stag's back and walked towards Noah.The orc leader was talking to the old man.

"They walked for half an hour, and Ming Ran brought fruit wood powder. You go there first, and I will let them go with the hunting team when they come back. Fortunately, you have tamed another mutant deer this time, and the clan can be as strong as you Not many matches, Noah, pick one to go with you."

Noah's expression was still dark and hostile, but it was a little subtle at this time.

The old man is still persuading: "It's better for two people to take care of each other than you alone."

"I'll go with him." Mu Fan said.

The old man immediately frowned: "You stay, as I said, this matter has nothing to do with you. Do you know how many orcs are stationed at the base of the Moshan tribe? Not even Noah—"

"Moshan base, that's where I came from." Mu Fan explained: "Qingjue is looking for me, because only I know how to deal with him."

The old man was taken aback.

It wasn't until Mu Fan walked away that he looked a little dazed: "A female, is this possible?"

Noah nodded, his eyes looked a little farther away, and the clean posture of the young man leaping onto the stag's back surprised the few orcs beside him to the extreme.

"He tamed the deer, and he brought back the news." Noah said in a deep voice, "I believe him, because he could just walk away. But he came back."

Snowfield, deer habitat.

The orc in the cloak looked at the messy footprints with a gloomy expression.

"Master Moyu..."

"How did you chase?" The man's voice was emotionless, but it made all the subordinates shudder.

"He robbed the clansman's gun, we didn't expect..."

"How many did you run?"

"One, one, only one! That's Mu Fan. Lu Mengji is still in the pomelo grove. I've called a lot of people over there, and let them burn the smoke for three days. It's hard to fly."

"Three days of poisonous fog?" Mo Yu was thoughtful, his eyes swept across the face of the speaker like electricity, and smiled softly: "It doesn't sound like they are catching people. , everyone in the forest will be poisoned to death."

The man staggered, not daring to breathe.

"However, well done. Remember, Lu Mengji can die, but Mu Fan must be captured alive."

In the distance, green smoke rose from the entire white pomelo forest, and the strange cries of dragon vultures seemed to be heard in the depths of the dense forest. As far as the field of vision was concerned, even the vines that had grown silently for tens of thousands of years gradually turned to ashes.

After tonight, the entire white pomelo forest will disappear without a trace in the forbidden zone.

Mo Yu frowned: "You said Mu Fan wanted to lure people away and let Lu Mengji go out? At this time, no one will be able to get out."

"My, my lord!" But someone behind him suddenly said in a panic: "Look where—"

Mo Yu turned her head and looked at the white pomelo forest, her gray pupils suddenly shrank into a vertical line.

The forbidden area snowfield.

The fruit wood powder is light red, and the snow melts very quickly where it is sprinkled.The stag that Noah was riding had been with people in the tribe for a long time and had been trained with some special skills.

The deer's hooves trampled on the hard snow, and quickly found the path where Ming Ran was taken away.

In the snowstorm, the unique fluorescent roadbed of the Moshan tribe suddenly appeared in the field of vision.This road is only a few miles away from the survivor tribe, and Noah's eyes flashed fiercely.When winter came half a year ago, they hadn't seen this road when they inspected.However, the roadbed was not built overnight, and the Moshan tribe had obviously planned for them for a long time.

The two mutated deer galloped in the wind and snow for a long time, until the fortress of the Moshan tribe could be vaguely seen.

"I'll go in, you follow." Noah said: "Remember, the northwest direction."

The fortress of Mount Mo was strictly guarded by orcs, surrounded by snow fields, looking down from the high tower, all living things could not hide.

—For some beasts, nothing is more concealed than snow.

This is the first time Mu Fan has seen a beastman transform.Unlike the demon cultivator, Noah, who was just over two meters tall, suddenly turned into a snow lion integrated with the snow field only by the pulling of the bones and the leap of the body tissue.

"The prototype is too stressed in the forbidden area, and it is not as easy to use as the human form." Noah said.The Moshan Fortress in front of him was like a dormant giant beast, and even he was not fully sure of getting out alive.

"Aren't you afraid?" The snow lion asked suddenly, staring at its pupils the size of copper bells.

Mu Fan shook his head.

Snow Lion gave a hum, flicked its tail in front of Mu Fan, leaped across, and disappeared from sight.

After a stick of incense, the side door of the Moshan Base quietly opened a gap, and Mu Fan, who looked like a ghost, sneaked in in the blink of an eye.Noah's face was obviously a little ugly: "The third floor."

The two walked along the fortress, and the whole fortress seemed to be emptied by an invisible hand, and only the soft sound of "tick, tick" could be heard.From the windows sealed with wooden strips, you can see the melting snow dripping from the corners of the eaves.

Noah turned his head and saw that Mu Fan's footsteps were almost at a standstill.

"What?" For some unknown reason, Noah was much more anxious than outside the tower.He suppressed his excess emotions and asked silently.

Mu Fan looked at the corner of the eaves: "It's hot."

Only then did Noah realize that the fortress of the Moshan tribe was much warmer than the outside.

This kind of slight warmth is so weird that it makes people want to squint their eyes comfortably. Before Noah could react, Mu Fan had quickly removed the wooden slats, and the moment he opened the window sash, moist and warm water vapor kept pouring in.

The moment the water vapor entered, Noah's hairs stood up, as if he was repelling something.But there was obviously no one around.

"Plumbing." Mu Fan whispered.

"What?" Noah, who moved into the forbidden area when he was young, looked at a loss.

After Mu Fan explained, Noah snorted coldly.The survivors struggled in the forbidden area for more than [-] years before they could barely resist the wind and cold. The Moshan tribe lived comfortably and happily: "Let's go, there is nothing to see."

"In the forbidden area, any heating facilities are expensive." Mu Fan closed the window again: "I was wondering who lived here."

Noah narrowed his eyes and paused.

Orcs have thick fur that can withstand the wind and cold, and the Moshan tribe respects strength, and there is no need for large-scale heating for high-ranking orcs.Apart from this, there is only one exception - the priest who launched countless wars is a female.

Noah's breathing stopped suddenly.

He had thought about it countless times, if he could meet the priest of Moshan——he would cut 500 knives out of his body, for the heroic spirits who died under the hands of these devils for the survivors for [-] years.

"Qingjue is here?" Noah's voice was a little hoarse, and his fingertips were shaking with excitement.

Mu Fan pointed out the window: "This base, the eaves of every fortress are dripping. He could be anywhere here."

Noah nodded, his mood finally settled down.The most urgent task is to find Ming Ran.

Mu Fan took one last look at the continuously steaming stove under the eaves, and vaguely thought of something in his heart.

The two moved up silently.The faint fluorescence of the fruit tree powder disappeared at the end of the third floor.

According to common sense, the Moshan tribe kidnapped Ming Ran in exchange, at least they would not attack the hostages.At the end of the corridor on the third floor, two Moshan orcs walking around are reflected on the wall. The door of the second room on the left is locked, and there are voices talking inside.

The terracotta in Mu Fan's sleeve jumped out, and he lay down along the wall, hissing twice for a long time, which meant that Ming Ran was next door.

Mu Fan's brows finally relaxed.Noah breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed his sharp ears against the wall.

"how?"

"I'm asking the survivors about finding their way in the forbidden area." Noah said: "Ming Ran won't open his mouth. Get ready, I'll rush in and you will respond. If time drags on, it's hard to guarantee that you won't—"

Across the wall, Ming Ran, who had been silent all this time, suddenly let out a scream.

Noah broke through the door like an arrow from the string, followed by Mu Fan.In the corridor, the wretched smiles on the faces of the two orcs were rather complacent.Noah guessed something the moment he looked up, like falling into an ice cellar.

"Beast!" He squeezed out two words viciously through his teeth, and his fist was about to smash like two people blocking the way with a strong wind.

"You go in, I'll take care of it here." Mu Fan said quickly.

Noah retracted his fist, kicked the door open, and then his eyes were tearing apart.

The moment the door was broken into, the alarm bell of the fort suddenly rang.Almost at the same moment, the sound of messy footsteps came from all over the fort.However, when they arrived, what awaited them were two corpses in the corridor that had been pierced through their chests by sword blades.

"Sacrifice, go and tell the priest!"

In the room, Noah was still confronting one person.He didn't dare to look at Mingran, his eyes were fixed on the disheveled Moshan clansman who was holding him hostage.The shining dagger rests on Ming Ran's neck.

"Stay with the knife, get out of here, I'll count to three."

The blade was pointed inward, Ming Ran didn't say a word, but blood was soaked out.

"three."

Noah let out a roar, but he didn't dare to move forward at all: "Bastard, what are you capable of! If you have the guts, let him go—"

"two."

The Moshan orc smiled triumphantly, and he looked at the female in his hand slowly, as if he was looking at a piece of fat in a bowl.Opposite him, Noah had already dropped the scimitar, and slowly retreated according to his instructions.

The moment the last word "one" was about to be spoken, his smile suddenly froze.

A muffled sound shook the entire fort, and a blood hole suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.

Mu Fan put away the gun, and only said one word: "Let's go."

Before Noah could react, he quickly took out the key from the dead man and released Ming Ran from the shackles.Then he stripped off the coat of the Moshan orc.

The young witch doctor bowed down to thank him, and changed into his clothes with trembling hands.His fingertips were shaking.After getting rid of the shackles, the first thing I thought of was not to cover the wound on my neck, but to hold the simple pendant that I had worn for more than [-] years.

Mu Fan gently held his icy fingers, still feeling lingering fear.

Fortunately, it came in time.

"Ming Ran!" Behind him, Noah hissed: "Fortunately..."

The witch doctor smiled for a long time, and finally his eyes became clear.

The noise in the corridor gathered, and countless Moshan people were rushing in this direction.Mu Fan opened the window without hesitation: "Take him to jump down."

It is three stories high, with thick snow cushioning it, it is not difficult to bear the weight of Noah and Ming Ran.

"Hurry up," Mu Fan urged, "I am the Queen."

Ming Ran's condition was not good, Noah nodded to Mu Fan, no longer hesitated, and accepted the affection.There was a plop under the fort, and the falling snow flew up. Noah, who was under the impact, quickly climbed up, turned into a beast shape, and carried Ming Ran to the outside of the base.

Ming Ran suddenly pulled him back: "Mu Fan—"

In the distance, countless orcs rushed towards the fortress, but Mu Fan, who was supposed to jump into the snowdrift with them, suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of the rising sun in the distance.

Noah turned his head in the direction of his line of sight, and was stunned for a while, almost thinking that he was wrong.

The gray sky in the Forbidden Zone was illuminated by the morning light, and against the light and shadow, one could see a continuously enlarging black shadow.

This is a shadow that will never appear outside the white pomelo grove, with a strange and twisted shape.Its wingspan is extremely long, and even hundreds of meters away, it can feel the strong wind passing by those bone wings.Its neck is covered with scales and feathers, like an archeopteryx god flying out of an ancient totem.But the wings covered by the film are daunting.

The moment he reached the sky above the Moshan base, his bright red pupils swept down, as if examining the prey on the plate.When he looked at Ming Ran who was closest to him, he showed a row of fangs arrogantly.

"Dragon Vulture, Dragon Vulture—how did it come?!" The Moshan people who were rushing towards the fortress were also panicked, subconsciously looking in the direction behind them.

There sat their god.

Leading them to expand the tribe and reach the peak, the only god of the Moshan tribe.The morning light also hit his face, his lips were tightly pressed, the original smile in his eyes was swept away by the dragon eagle, he hated all variables.For example, he bet on all the chips but failed to catch Mu Fan, or Lu Mengji who disappeared in the white pomelo forest.

But in an instant, his face became clear again, with the usual sweetness.

"Don't worry about it, go to the watchtower and bring Mu Fan back to me."

"Remember, whoever catches him will be the number one warrior of the Moshan tribe in the future."

Because of this sentence, the orcs of the Moshan tribe who were originally worried fell into a frenzy again.

In the snow, Noah gritted his teeth, and said to Ming Ran in a low voice: "I'll send you out, and then come back to pick him up. Avoid the dragon and vulture first, this thing eats people without spitting out bones—"

Ming Ran who was sitting on its back let out an exclamation, his face turned pale.

In mid-air, the dragon vulture, which seemed to have been hungry for a long time, swooped down to grab someone, but at the very moment, it suddenly raised its neck because of the pain.Because of the variables, Noah protected Ming Ran and rolled several times in the snow before raising his head with grinning teeth.

"Tsk, where are you flying to?" He heard someone say above his head.

Noah looked up, almost staring out of his eyes.

There was actually a person sitting on Longjiu's back.Not far away, he could barely see the phantom of the orc—the naked upper body with knotted muscles, his right arm was tightly bound by a white bandage, and his left hand was fiercely grabbing the reverse scale on the side of the Dragon Vulture's neck.

Mu Fan's method of taming the mutant deer was exactly the same as in memory, only more tricky and brutal.

Against the light, he couldn't see the man's facial features clearly, he could only hear the man say: "Go, pick up my wife."

The dragon vulture was coerced to fly over the two of them, heading straight for the fortress, roaring with joy when it smelled the crowds like mountains and seas under its feet, but was forced to turn around when it made the next dive.This time, in front of it were the windows on the third floor of the fortress.

"Dragon vultures, dragon vultures are flying over—" Inside the base, the nearest Moshan people were timid again, colliding with the ever-crowding crowd behind them.

The third floor of the fort.

In the twilight of morning light, Captain Lu Mengji, who finally arrived at his destination, let out a sigh of relief.His mount tried to stick its chin into the window restlessly, but Lu Mengji punched it crookedly.The dragon vulture reluctantly gnawed on another window, but this time Lu Mengji didn't care, it gnawed out a half-Moshan orc, and gnawed happily.

Inside the window, Mu Fan raised the corners of his lips.

Lu Mengji stretched out his left hand to him: "Jump?"

Mu Fan nodded, turned over quickly and came out, and was pulled away by that powerful palm, and landed in Lu Mengji's arms.

The side of the neck was enveloped by fiery breath, and the man behind him let out a comfortable sigh.