Take Taobao with you to another world

The figure that appeared at the very end of the line of sight made the young man suddenly nervous. Could it be that the gang of bastard guards came over so quickly?Have all the elders in the clan who acted as police sentries been killed? !

The companion beside him couldn't help but leaned forward and pressed Feng An's arm. Before he could push this reckless guy away, he heard the guy exclaim in a suppressed voice: "Feng An! Look! It's the elders! ... There are two other people, it's Tian Lan and someone I don't know! Isn't Brother Tian Lan dead?!"

Feng An slapped the bluffing guy on the back of the head and pushed him aside, "Let me see."

The people in the field of vision could already recognize the figures. He recognized the figures of the elders who voluntarily stayed behind when the tribe evacuated the day before yesterday. Between them, the figures of two tall men were very obvious.As a hero in the clan, Feng An certainly knew Fan Tianlan, but according to the news brought back by the clansmen who fought at that time, after killing nearly ten soldiers of the border guards all at once, he finally fell down. Under the circumstances, he should have no possibility of surviving at all.Feng An grabbed the mound and stuck his head out at the risk of being discovered. That's right, it was Fan Tianlan. What was surprising was not only that he was still alive, but what strange things were he wearing and carrying?What's more, the man beside him with smooth short black hair and fair complexion like... aristocrat dressed as strangely as Fan Tianlan, or in other words, Fan Tianlan dressed as strangely as him.The two seemed to be completely unaware of the two teenagers who were watching them, and they were talking on their own.

"Go and inform the clan." Feng An whispered to Yi Yan.

Yiyan looked at him nervously, "I, what should I say?"

I don't know how many times Feng An regretted bringing this guy to stand guard because of a momentary soft-heartedness, "Let's say Fan Tianlan is still alive, and came back with his elders and a stranger, that person," Feng An looked out again At a glance, the young man gave him an indescribably strange feeling, "It needs attention."

"how about you?"

"I will continue to guard here! Go!"

Yiyan rustled away, Feng An narrowed his eyes and stared at the only stranger in the crowd, but saw Fan Tianlan beside him bent down, picked up something from the ground, and then shook his hand.

With a bang, there was a puff of smoke and dust in front of Feng An's nose, he was startled, staring at the small stone embedded in the soil, after a little hesitation, he stood up from the alcove.There is no doubt that Fan Tianlan has discovered himself. Feng An felt the pressure when he met the opponent's gaze. After all, Fan Tianlan is the strongest warrior in the clan. People can be regarded as his opponents.That person also looked over, Fan Tianlan stretched out his hand and waved at him, Feng An climbed up, jumped down the slope, and walked towards them, a little nervous.

"...Brother Tianlan, are you still alive?"

"Yeah." The usually taciturn person responded, and then asked, "Did you send someone back to inform the clan?"

"Yes. We didn't know that you would come back... the village has been burnt down." Feng An said, thinking of the dead clansmen and the flames of the homeland that reflected half of the sky red from a distance, his tone became low.Looking at the person on the side, the young Feng An still couldn't help asking, "This is—"

"My master." Fan Tianlan said flatly.

Feng An's eyes widened, and he looked at him in disbelief. Fan Tianlan obviously had no intention of explaining to him, but turned his head and said to the person who had been quietly watching them talking, "This is the first sentry post, and there are two more guard posts behind. Dao, he is on duty now, the third son of the patriarch, let him take us in."

Fan Tianlan spoke a common language and spoke very slowly, as if he was taking care of the other party's unfamiliar language. After a slight pause, the man nodded to Fan Tianlan, and then smiled at Feng An, "Okay, then please lead the way."

Obviously, that person's lingua franca is not proficient, and Feng An doesn't know how to describe the attitude of the other party, or the existence of this person makes him feel uncomfortable, but Fan Tianlan is on the side, so he can't show too much Too childish.Although Fan Tianlan's status in the clan is very high, his father requires him to be present no matter what decision he makes. If it weren't for the border guards, everyone guessed that he would become the leader of the Fanshan people without being the clan leader. The most feared idol, Feng An never dared to let go in front of him.

In any case, Fan Tianlan would never do anything that would harm the interests of the tribe.Feng An led them to the place where the clansmen were hiding, and the two guard posts on the road also found them. The men on guard were even more surprised. Even if they had a duty, they ran out, but Fan Tianlan quickly sent them away. Looking back, it seemed that he was unwilling to say anything until he met the patriarch and elders.

From a distance, Feng An saw his father standing at the intersection. It was not just the patriarch who greeted them. Several elders also stood with the patriarch, looking at them with uncertain expressions. Feng An ran over, and the patriarch patted him. shoulder, and then pushed him behind him, waiting for Fan Tianlan to walk in front of him.

"You're alive, that's fine."

"I was rescued by a grown-up, and dedicated myself to him."

The patriarch glanced at the man, "May I ask what the identity of this lord is, and what does he want to get from our abandoned tribe?"

"He said he was lost, and he hoped to live with our family before he determined his direction."

"—Then he should have a better choice. Is he an alchemist, a mage, or an arcanist?" the patriarch asked.

"He doesn't want to reveal his background, I can only judge that he has nothing to do with Hermes, and the risk of receiving this lord is worth it." Fan Tianlan said, "He is responsible for everything he uses and can help us The old man will get through this winter."

Feng An let out a low cry behind his father, and was glared at by Elder Xu Jin who was beside him.

"...He didn't mention the magic stone?" Elder Xidang couldn't help asking.

"No, he doesn't know anything about the Lois Mountain Range." Fan Tianlan replied.

The patriarch pondered for a while, and then said to Fan Tianlan: "If this lord is willing to stay in our tribe temporarily, we will do our best for him."

Feng An blinked his eyes, and the adults obviously recognized that person as the patron of the law—he never thought that he would meet such a legendary figure in his life, after all, he has not even seen many real mages. However, the patron of the law is an existence that only appeared on the other side of the Central Continent, in the Far East, which is as mysterious as the Nether Realm.Speaking of which, the kind of strong man who seems to live in the clouds has nothing to do with them. They also have black hair and black eyes, but they are called "remnants", "the crude remnants of the demons", "hypocritical aliens" and so on. They are not of the same breed, and the black hair and black eyes over there are the proof of ultimate power. Apart from having better physique than ordinary people, those wonderful powers wandering in this world have no effect on this nation that calls itself "Han". dismissive.Feng An wanted to imitate the grown-ups to restrain their expressions, but he still couldn't help secretly looking at the man who still made him feel wrong. There was no trace of strength on him.Every year, many mercenary teams come to the Lois Mountains. Not every mercenary team has its own mage, but after all, the number is here, and it is not difficult to meet the mage.Regardless of clothing, body shape or behavior, those mages looked like they were raised by a mother. Feng An found it boring after sneaking a few times. He was looking forward to seeing how the mages used their power, but they easily Don't move, let alone the wonderful scenes such as the inside bar, smashing fireballs, lightning techniques, etc.What's more, if the father and the others find out, the little bastards who sneaked out together will be finished. In fact, it's okay to be taught a lesson by the adults, but if the mages find out, they will lose their lives there.The mages believed that if they met the survivors before working, their luck would be sucked away by those bottomless pit-like forbidden magic physiques, which would increase their chances of spell failure. In the Lois Mountain Range, this was almost killing them.

Feng An didn't believe that the adults really looked so calm, he had a lot of problems himself, and after hearing that the man wanted to stay here and offered to take over the livelihood of the elders, his hands were trembling.

"Feng An, Feng An," someone secretly called him from behind, that voice gave Feng An a headache, "You said..."

"Shut up." Feng An yelled in a low voice, while sneaking a glance at Elder Xu Jin who had a heavy face.

"But, you said..." Feng An elbowed his back, and Yi Yan, who didn't understand the situation, finally fell silent.

Compared with Feng An's parents, that person was also very calm. When Fan Tianlan was talking with the patriarch and the others in their own language, he observed the place with a very careful look, from the slopes on both sides to the area behind the patriarch. trail.Fan Tianlan went back and conveyed the clan's decision to him (Feng An didn't think that attitude was enough respect), he just smiled and nodded, and left with them without saying anything.At that moment, Feng An suddenly knew what the bad feeling he felt on that person was. That person was standing there, obviously fully clothed, but there was a feeling that made people want to move. The feeling of softness is not that of a girl... It should be said that it looks completely harmless.Feng An has never seen such a person.

If only the man was as well-intentioned as he showed, they've had enough trouble this year.

Walking through the winding stone path, crossing the flowing water through this rocky area, and arriving at the tribe's camp, Elder Xidang led the returned elders to the place where the tribe lived together. Men, women and children rushed to the camp. Running towards them, the noise gradually increased.Feng An glanced over there, ignoring the glances of the Elder Xu Jin who was beside him, and followed the patriarch closely.The back hem of the clothes was being pulled at all the time, except for Yi Yan, there was no man who could act like a child. Although I always thought he was a bit stupid, Feng An, who is loyal, would not put it away at this time. Drive away your friends.

After climbing up the horizontal wooden steps along the stone wall, the group of people came to the discussion grotto in the clan.The old priest and his disciple, Feng An's elder brother Yu Jin, were already there.To this unprecedented honored guest, the old priest performed the ancient rituals passed down from his ancestors. After the honored guest was stunned for a moment, he also respected and went back. The next step was that everyone should sit down one by one, and then start to discuss issues, but The man remained motionless after returning the salute, just looking at the wall behind the priests.Feng An followed his gaze and saw nothing different, except for the huge coat of arms belonging to their tribe.

The Windshore knew that it was the coat of arms of the tribe, proving that they were not a people of ignorance, unbelievers from the wild, as the nobles and foreigners who despised them said.This is their coat of arms and their characters, which are different from any other country in the world, and besides themselves, foreigners can hardly understand them at all. Everyone's name is composed of this kind of writing, so they are not afraid of any curses and insanity - has this man never seen such a coat of arms?But even if you haven't seen it, it shouldn't be this kind of reaction.

Yun Shen looked at the huge words written on the stone wall by some kind of red pigment, maybe hematite. Those horizontal and horizontal strokes that could never be forgotten were like brand marks, passing through time and space, creating an amazing Possibilities were brought before him.

"A role model for all ages..." He whispered out.