Chronicles of Primordial Wars

What happened at night in the cabbage fields of the Flaming Horn tribe, many people heard the noise but did not know what had happened. It was not until the next day that they heard that the patrol had caught a thief stealing vegetables.

Are all the thieves stealing food these days?

Travelers can't figure it out, they think stealing is stealing the grain, not going to a tightly guarded cabbage field, filling the stomach, or grain is better.

What a strange thief.

Yet the shadows hidden in the tourists were suspicious, bending the corner to find someone to spy on. Unfortunately, late at night, usually after dark, except for the soldiers on patrol, everyone else would rest in the house. Even if they heard the noise, they would not go out to see the noise without the patrol informing them, with their weak chicken body, a little something could kill them, too curiosity could kill people.

So, after questioning the shadows, they could only go back in full suspicion.

Several scattered figures gathered again where the patrol and the tourists did not notice.

“Who did you say was arrested last night?” A slightly lower voice asked.

“Listen to what happened last night. Is it stealing seven? As far as I know, he seemed interested in that vegetable field a long time ago.” Another dull voice said, as if her voice had been severely injured, giving her a very uncomfortable feeling.

“Stealing seven? Impossible, absolutely impossible!” If Shao Xuan were here, he would have recognized the owner of the voice. The person who talks is the thief 11 who was caught by Shao Xuan.

“The ability to escape among the seven thieves is the most powerful among us. Even if he is found, he can escape the Horn of Flames and should not be him.” Thief XII is also attached to the Way of Peace.

The first interviewer silenced a little and stood up and looked around, "But the burglar seven has not yet appeared. Although he does not like to act with everyone, receiving our invitation should not be an excuse for not showing up, and if he does not want to show up, he will show up, not do anything. ”

The others were silent.

They do not believe, nor do they want to believe, that the people caught are the thieves.

What else could anyone have done if the Seven Thieves had been arrested?

It's dangerous!

About half an hour later, several people still saw no sign of the theft.

“It should be him.” Dumb sounds slowly, like a blade scratched on a rock, and you hear goose bumps coming out.

A few people face fluctuations and think in their own minds.

“Flaming Horn can't stay, let's get out of here and find something in the woods.” The first low voice said, cautious in tone.

As for saving Seven, several people do not have that idea for the time being.

War friendship?

Just kidding. They always steal from each other. How can there be such things as war friendship?

He couldn't do it himself. He deserved it. It's so nice to do some business. Go steal the food!

If Stolen Seven is gone, the person behind him naturally enjoys replacing his seat. The most exciting of these is the Thief Eleven. If one is hung up in front, he can take a step forward.

Ha-ha-ha, think about it, it's still a good thing.

Neither of the other two wanted to ignore the theft of seven, let alone the thief 11 and the thief 12. The last time they were able to leave Flaming Horn, it was Shao Xuan who let them do their job, promised them, and kept their promises. But if they were caught again, it would be difficult to escape.

Almost without hesitation, they separated themselves from the Flaming Horn tribe and entered the mountain forest from another part of the Wesen Mountain Forest outside the Flaming Horn grounds.

Meanwhile, the Horn of Fire is in a stone house on the ground in the mountain forest.

The man tied to a “big” shape finally moved.

When the Seven Thieves woke up, it felt like all the bones were squeaking. It was painful and painful to move. It was like it had been crushed. There was also a bloody smell in the mouth, and the face was a little swollen. Her head was still dizzy and her eyes were blurred when she opened so she couldn't see what was going on around her.

In addition to the bloody smell, there was a little bit of herbal bitterness in his mouth, and he knew what it was, and he could guess, that the flaming horn people probably didn't want him to die like this, and wanted to find more value in him, so he was forced to give him some wound medicine so that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Theft 7 quickly analyzed his situation and thought about how he could escape safely. He understands better that a few other “thieves” will not come to save him easily, and can only live on his own.

What should he offer in exchange for flaming horns? What do you mean you can't help the Horn Man?

He did lose count, he was too confident, he had no idea that Flaming Horn could beat him down with a strange thing like that, and the guy who used that strange thing, he was moving very fast, and he couldn't even change the orientation again in an instant, he was almost so pumped.

Hiss--

It hurts when the muscles on your face move.

Directly drawn is half the body, including this half face. He's fast, but no matter how strong his body is, he's definitely no better than a flaming horn. It's called being as light as a swallow, but if you take a heavy blow, you'll feel better.

Isn't that stealing a dish?! How dare you make yourself look like this? Stealing seven hearts to sigh for themselves.

The sight swept around the stone house, and there were several breaths in the stone house. Even if the seven thieves could not see clearly, they could recognize two of those breaths. As a person who often steals in the dark, he is able to accurately identify the breath of man, even if it is an instant contact.

One of the people in the stone house threw a spear at him last night, and the other, at the end of his coma, met the one who suddenly appeared to put him in a high crisis.

“Waking up?” A very strange sound of the Seven Thieves sounded, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the stone room.

He walked to the seemingly not yet fully awake, and looked at the burglar with the tall half of his face, who was all blurred out.

“Are you the Thief Seven?” Ask.

Snitch 7 was obviously stunned. He didn't expect the other party to break his identity at once. Think carefully. The only one who can reveal his identity is one of his own. And the only people who have been caught sneaking into the Horn of Fire are the Eleven and Twelve Thieves!

Burglar Seven wrote those two down in his heart, and then he suddenly turned his head and figured out how to cope with the next dilemma.

I hear the Horn Man is barbaric. Do you eat human flesh directly? Did you just cook him? Maybe a few more cabbage leaves in the pan...

Wait, now is not the time to think of cabbage!

“My pirate number is indeed ‘seven’.” Stolen Seven is not denied.

In fact, in many cases, they enjoy people knowing their “burglar” or “burglar” code, except that, after successful burglary, people can't help but bite their teeth when they mention their names, instead of being beaten to death before they get their hands on it.

Theft 7's gaze shifted from the conscription in front of him to several people behind the conscription, and finally stayed with Shao Xuan.

Is this the guy who's gonna faint himself?

The thief remembers a heavy penny in his heart.

“What exactly is the purpose of your dive into my horn?” Ask.

“Purpose?” Thief Seven wanted to say stealing vegetables, but he also knew that it was not necessarily believable or conducive for these people to get away.

His eyes turned and he stole seven words: "My purpose is the same as those of the tribes who still depend on you. ”

They took a quick look at Shao Xuan's side, similar to the news they received from the Returning Tribes.

Zheng Luo shook the knife in his hand and put the blade on the neck of Thief 7. He asked: "What are you looking for? ”

The ice of the blade shook the seventy-one shivers, but quickly calmed down again, "Don't do anything, if you rush me to say nothing, don't even think about getting answers from those tribal populations, they don't really know. ”

“What do the Rock Ridge people want?” Shao Xuan made a sudden sound.

Seven Thieves looked at Shao Xuan with surprise. He also intended to hang the appetite of the Horn Man, the higher the appetite of the Horn Man, the more convenient it was for him to negotiate, but he didn't expect to be asked so directly. While it is questionable why Shao Xuan can directly say "rocky mound”, it is understandable to think of those tribes that depend on the outside world. This kid knows from those people, right?

All their movements were due to the words of those in the rocky mound.

“If I did, would you let me go?” Thief Seven Asks.

Why do you like to talk about terms now when your brows are tight? But he nodded: "Yes. ”

“Promise too soon, I don't believe you.” The thief seven moved his gaze to Shao Xuan. He felt that the boy was unreliable. He continued to move. Finally, he placed it on a large number of witches of two years of age, and there was uncertainty between them.

“Yes,” the old witch nodded.

“Witch!” Oo disagreed, he thought the thief should have just pinched him instead of letting him go, and after leaving they would come back for a second time.

The witch lifted her hand, stopped O., and looked at the old woman who was still sitting next to her, “How about that? ”

“Yes,” said the old lady.

Although they all know that if we let go of this thief, he may come to visit us next time, both witches feel the deal is worth doing compared to what they want to know. They also want to know what the dominant rock mound really wants to do, after harvesting the desert, arms stretched to the fierce mountain forest?

As soon as I heard it was a "witch," the eyes of Stealing Seven lit up.

Others have said that they may repent, but if the witch says yes, the chances of repentance are quite small.

Seeing the opportunity, the Seven Thieves were also a little spirited, clearing their voices and saying: “The people of Rock and Green City want to find something, and that thing, the most likely place to exist, is the Wesen Mountain Forest. ”

“What is that thing?” Ask.

“Azure Fangs! ”