After walking in front of Ming Wei, Ming Wei saw the body cut into two pieces on the ground. His heart was related and said: “This man has a blood mark. If he can find me within a certain range, it is the warden clan who did it. ”

The range of blood impressions is modest, otherwise neither of their sisters will escape the hunt of the Warden's clan.

Ming Wei glanced faintly at the first glance and said: “It is not just the Warden clan that did it. ”

“Are there others joining them?” He was very optimistic when he smiled.

“Well, don't worry… I'll keep you safe," Ming Wei nodded.

At this time, a number of elders of the women's clan, as well as several exiles, gathered together, and finally came to the sister Xiaoyun in the beginning of the float.

They were also aware of the importance of the beginning of the surrender, which was the beginning of the surrender and a natural tension.

But by the way, it's because Master Ming Weimen let these hidden dangers in.

“Should the Ming Wei Gate Master take the first float to a more hidden place?” Asked an elder of the Lao clan.

Xiaoyun shook his head: “I just felt that blood mark, as long as we were hiding in this tower, it doesn't make much sense...”

Looking at the people's worried appearance, Ming Wei smiled slightly, “Rest assured, whether it be the Xuan clan or the Warden clan, they only dare to act in the dark. I Ming Wei personally sit in town, they are helpless! ”

In terms of strength, Ming Wei is the strongest exile in the world. Whether she comes from the Xuan clan or Jin Lao from the Xuan clan, she can only succumb to it. She is still quite sure of her strength.

Everyone nodded. If Ming Wei couldn't even protect him from the beginning of the float, it would really be useless to hide somewhere.

But that's when a space vortex appeared behind the crowd, and Old Kim stepped out of it.

If, normally, the exiles were not allowed to enter the bone towers of the women's clan at will, this is a special time, and these groups, which rank higher, naturally do not pay much attention to each other as promised.

Kim Lao appeared for a moment, his eyes on the assassin's body, his eyes sparkled with a fine light, his face suddenly heavy, “Ming Wei, is everything okay over here? ”

The spiritual tower was sieged by the wild gods as well. After Kim Lao disposed of the wild gods, he was naturally somewhat worried.

Ming Wei smiled slightly, "It's just some little ants, it's been taken care of. ”

Old Kim nodded and smiled with a smile on his face. "It's stupid enough that the guy would make such childish moves! ”

And at this point, there was a series of spatial fluctuations around people.

Then came the exiles of the big tribes such as the Xinglu, the Fire Rong, the Nandu, and so on, who, like Lao Jin, were very concerned about Floating Chu and Xiaoyun.

In the eyes of some exiles, they can even give up their own bone towers and tribes, but they must not die for their brothers!

See how important this is to them.

But when they learned the whole story, a face became relaxed.

“Hahaha, that guy has always been tricky. This time he came up with such a bad idea...”

“The Warden clan is really nervous about this pair of brothers. Looks like we're going to make it this time! ”

“When the light of the verdict passes, let's go! ”

In this relaxed atmosphere, Zhuang Hun, the exile of the Xinglu Nation, took two steps toward the beginning of the float, and said faintly: “But since they made their first move, there will be a second time, we should still be careful. How about I use the Apocalypse to create a square place to protect the first float? ”

Upon hearing this, Ming Wei and Jin Lao frowned slightly and looked at each other quietly.

Ming Wei shook her head randomly, “Don't worry about it. ”

“Really? ”

Zhuang Hun's voice dropped and his pupils suddenly flashed black.

“Huh!”

The exile of the Xinglu clan actually protruded his arms towards the beginning of the float between them.

“What are you doing! ”

“Zhuang Hun! Don't you dare!”

“ …… ”

Exiles from several other ethnic groups were suddenly horrified.

As an exile, Zhuang Hun is at the ultimate speed.

The elders like the Lady Clan could not react at all, and there was no resistance at the beginning of the day.

“Knock!”

Zhuang Hun's hand was faster than lightning. However, it was a winking kung fu in 10,000. He had grabbed the head of the first float, pulled it gently. At the beginning of the float, he had separated his head. At the same time, Zhuang Hun had pinched it hard. At the beginning of the float, his head had become a pile of plasma, and he could not die again...

“Ha-ha-ha...”

Zhuang Hun's face was full of pride and his body continued to float. He distanced himself from Ming Wei, Jin Lao and many other exiles.

Ming Wei and Jin Lao stood still, just looking at Zhuang Hun with an indifferent look.

“Sorry, Ming Wei, Lao Jin,” Zhuang Zhuang held the fleshy, blurred head with one hand and said with no smile, “I want to get one out of the world for a limited number of places! ”

Ming Wei stared coldly at Zhuang Hun and said: "If we can succeed, you can leave as well. Why fight for a place in the Warden's clan? ”

Zhuang Hun waved his head at the beginning of the wave, "Because you are doomed to fail, I do not look after you! It turns out I'm right. You've already failed in exchange for a spot you can definitely leave. Why not? ”

He did not expect the desolate assassins to complete the task at all. He spent so much effort and only one purpose was to create a reasonable opportunity for other exiles to visit the barbaric water tower.

Prior to that, Xinglai had promised Zhuanghun of the Xinglu tribe.

Just kill the teenager, the Warden clan can let Zhuang Hun go. Zhuang Hun made a choice after hesitation. He chose to betray...

The two assassins in front of them used the "blood mark” of the Warden's clan to determine the position of the first float. Zhuang Huan then took the opportunity to visit the Lady's clan and kill the first float while it was unprepared. Such a tactic was straightforward but effective.

Ming Wei's face revealed a slight smile and sighed softly. "Unfortunately, your judgment is wrong. You clearly had the opportunity to leave with us...”

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Hun's face revealed a strange colour. He felt a little uneasy in his heart. He grabbed the head in his hand and said: “What chance do you have when you're dead? ”

“You should be the one who died," Jin Lao split his mouth. ”

The blood on Zhuang Hun's head suddenly turned into black gas, which smelled like a little snake wrapping Zhuang Hun around.