Chronicles of Primordial Wars

None and the first fear is Shao Xuan, his second fear is not the residency of the chief, but the gunching.

Look at the cut that's blocked at the door, and feel your teeth tremble. On the other side of the continent, after he was released by the Horn, for a long time, although he did not dare to do anything more explicitly on the Horn's soil, he had also been observing, precisely because he had suffered, that there was no peace and wanted to know more about the Horn Tribes.

The more he observed, the more he discovered that there were many special things in the Flaming Horn tribe, such as a wolf with three eyes. He heard that it was once just an ordinary beast that couldn't even count as a murderous beast, and that the mountain giant eagle, for example, had been raised since childhood. It was also the only mountain giant eagle raised by tribesmen, apart from returning to the tribe. The race of mountain eagles is difficult to deal with, nothing and very clear. And that bird-to-bird thing, and a lot of amazing things, but it's not enough to be so unscrupulous.

Watching Ganche standing there quietly five steps away, without the urge to pull his legs, but feeling that some things should be cleared up, this time he did not participate.

Wuhe was preparing to explain. He saw Gansui lift his hand slowly. He still grabbed a groundstone in his hand. It was the one that was missed when Chang Hao's men held the sheep in his hand. He was just in a hurry to evacuate at that time and didn't go back to pick it up.

Uh--

The earthen stone is in the hand of Ganchen, like a loose piece of earth, which is turned into powder.

The atmosphere in the house is stagnant, especially for those who also play with the ground stone in their hands, which is not too hard, but not so easily crushed, and can easily be done with their fingers without any tools! There was no change in the cut fingers, not even a scratch!

Sumitomo's face grew uglier and more alert, staring at the sweet eyes. He had a very dangerous feeling. When the eyes turned red, there was some hair in his heart.

On the other side, on the street where the gambling house is.

The trend of the crowd spread over half the streets in a short period of time, and by the time the harvesters arrived, the houses on both sides of the streets were no longer intact, with stone tiles everywhere and wretched. Especially when those fat, short mustaches spread the word about "royal city people cheating on stolen things," and the blood vessels burst. He owes me money!

“Stop it! ”

A fierce outburst of anger spread across the street.

At the same time, many people in gold armor appeared, enclosing almost the entire street, especially in the heart of the battlefield, where guards with arrayed bows appeared on some of the street's roofs, gazing indifferently at the circle of battle with those sharp arrows. Under the purple air, the light reflected by the armor was a bit weird, making people who wanted to play with it while they could not help but have a cold tremor.

The sound of the wooden whistle sounded at a particular rhythm, and the scattered flamingos quickly gathered towards the whistle. These flamingos are trained at first glance, but unlike their Imperial City Army, they are tacitly trained in hunting. It is also no wonder that these people who fought with Flaming Horn did not benefit. Most of the people lying on the ground were royal city people, while there were quite few people lying on the ground at Flaming Horn. Only a few of them were taken away when Flaming Horn closed the circle, and there should be others nearby to take care of the wounded in the battle station.

After Wei appeared with the guard army, he sounded the whistles that stopped the gathering, and he had no doubt that if he ignored them, the Wang Chengjun would fire arrows directly. In the royal city territory, they don't want to really touch the guards here, it's no good.

Others in the flaming river basin were headed by flaming horns. At first glance, the flaming horns stopped. They also did so. The subtribes were not yelling anywhere. They quickly hid behind the flaming horns and hid their fat bodies as much as possible. They still prefer to be in the dark, preferably with no light at all. It's really dangerous to be exposed to the sun.

Not only the people on the flaming horn side, but the other royal city people stopped trying to escape at first sight, but the guards have surrounded them. If they escape, the guards will probably shoot them as hedgehogs without mercy.

Seeing the chaos in the street stopped, the discomfort in the pause slightly diminished, at least their own prestige is still there, these people are still afraid of him, afraid of the guard army.

However, the next moment, the harvest will hear a loud bang, the ground trembling, not on this street, but a little further apart. But, after all, it happened again after he stopped shouting, like a provocation.

The people in the street saw that the face was dark and the storm was shaking. The blues on the forehead jumped twice suddenly. A pair of people's expressions were to be eaten. The more people in Wang Cheng, especially the gamblers, became more disturbed in their hearts and dared not look directly at the harvest, only to watch the harvest.

Without further ado, a small group of people left quickly and headed towards the place where the movement had just started.

If there's no happier people than those at the gambling house at this time, they're losing a lot of money this time, or even losing money.

“General!” One of the little stewards at the gambling house seemed to see the saviour, running toward him.

General? Some people in the Flame River basin say they don't know what a “general” is, but they seem pretty good?

“General help...” Running to the casino's little manager in front of the harvest, the words were not finished, suddenly felt a sharp sweep, the next moment, the abdomen was the pain of drilling, open mouth bleeding, strong force made his whole body flew backwards.

The people on the street all shuddered, like that foot just kicked on them and felt it.

The muscles on the bonus surface fluctuated, and the rage surged as he watched it, quickly pressed down, just trying to move the footsteps back to harvest.

He didn't even look at the person who was kicked out, as if what he had just kicked out was just garbage, with a cold light in his eyes, and the killing gas didn't converge and burst out of his body for a moment.

The people on the street, especially on the flaming corner, suddenly strained their nerves and looked warily at the harvest.

Wei and Mai and others also jumped sharply, this man is much stronger than the people in the gambling house, and it seems to be bloody killer, some like the hunting team when hunting, it's just that the flaming horn of the hunting team is practiced by the hunting beast, and this man, I'm afraid the target is all human. There are still many strong men in the royal city, such as this one in front of them.

The foot just kicked out was almost completely covered in killing, and the guy at the gambling house didn't scream a scream, but it made people feel that there was an unheard tremendous sound in their ears.

The harvest did not pull out the sword on the waist, but it did not reduce the sense of danger, the indifferent gaze swept around, the feet slowly walked forward, the speed was obvious and unpleasant, and there did not seem to be much noise, but the people in Wangcheng who knew the harvest did not have any attitude of neglect, even the Black Bear merchants were nervous.

Seems like walking randomly on a street that turns into a mess, the wood beneath his feet, etc. is clicked. Every step he took, the rest of the royal city nearby brushed one step backwards with fear in his eyes.

Wei Jiao did not take people backwards. When he saw them coming towards him, he said: "You want to do this to us too? It was your royal city people who robbed things first. You can't lose and you still steal...”

Wei's words are not finished, the harvest has laughed, his face is deeply disdainful, “You should be glad that there is a Shao Xuan in Horn.” Otherwise, irrelevant or irrational, whoever causes trouble in the Imperial City shall be killed. Had it not been for today's special circumstances, he would have washed the street in blood.

The harvest was originally on the side of Horn of Irony. Without Shao Xuan, Horn of Irony and the Yanhe River basin would be nothing, let alone walking safely on Wangcheng Street, and it would still be like this.

If other tribes or organizations on the side of the Imperial City heard the harvest, they would be angry. That would be an insult to them!

However, a group of Horns stood in front of them.

When they heard the harvest, the Horn people looked “Ah, we're also glad” and had a glorious look.

Harvest: “…”

It feels like being fed a bite of moldy grain, and the harvest feels unable to communicate with this tribal group.

But that's what Flaming Horn people really think, and they don't think there's much to be angry about. Shouldn't the tribe be proud and excited?

Take a deep breath, he intends not to talk to the tribal people first, sweep his gaze at the other people in the street again, coldly: “Put down what you shouldn't have taken, otherwise, kill! ”

Knock, knock!

I was going to get a penny and leave, but then I threw it away like a hot rock. Compared to these immediate interests, life is more important.

Some people are still feeling lucky and trying to get mixed up. They don't think the harvest will find him, but they get hit by a companion. The other person's eyes remind him not to die for this thing. Harvesting is generally not about the small struggle in the city, but once it is done, it can be quite cruel, saying that blood can't be washed too much, even anger, and they don't want to be implicated.

The harvest stood there indifferently, as if not knowing the struggle of those in the crowd, a guard force quickly walked down the street, picked up what had been thrown away and gathered together.

“Look what's missing.” Gathering.

The betting tribesmen looked at Wei and Mai and others and, with their consent, began to look for what belonged to them. They didn't grab anything, they couldn't see the rest of the Imperial City gamblers' stuff. There's no need to steal it. Just get your share back.

“Where's my crystal?!” Abilene screamed with dissatisfaction. Since hearing Shao Xuan called “Crystal”, Abilene has also changed her mouth.

Abilene's crystal has been seen by many people. It can't be faked. Many people look at the gambling house.

“We didn't take it!” Bo Gao gasped for a bold excuse. This black pot is holding its back!

“Here." A voice that could not hear any emotions was heard, and the thick crystal of the arm was thrown at Abilene.

Hurry up and catch the crystal, Abilene looks happily at Ganche, “Ganche, did you find it? Thanks!”

The clothes on Gansuchi's body were torn in many places, the most striking being the knife and arrow that crossed his body.

See Ganche and look, the people of Horn do not feel too surprised. When they fight in the street, they are premised on protecting their lives, but different from Ganche, that is completely unscrupulous and desperate, this situation is much more common.

“Ah, Ganche, you've been knifed!” Abilene screams, "Come on, come on! ”

The royal castles thought that this Bigfoot giant was going to call a witch doctor to heal him. He saw Abilene throw the crystal in his hand to the person beside him. Then he grabbed the handle of the short knife that appeared on Ganchang's body and pulled it out.

Pull it out...

The streets were once again quiet.

“Oh, and an arrow!” Pull again!

There is no emergency scene where blood is straightforward, flesh is drawn out, life is in danger, or even a painful cry. No, it should be said that Ganche, a party who doesn't know how many times he has suffered, has not made a sound, his face has not changed, as if he could not feel the wounds on his body.

“Hey, you have a lot of stuff on you, but it's too small to pull.” Abilene felt that he was willing to help him find the crystal, and he should help.

However, Gansui was impatient, opened Absinthe, pierced the darkness into the body and emerged, slapping and dropping down the ground.

Harvest: “…”

Guards: “…” Luckily they are rigorously trained, otherwise if your hands shake, the arrows on the bow will shoot out. If they misfire at this point, they'll be cut to pieces.

The royal city people swallowed the spit of their throats and looked at it like they were looking at a horrible monster.

So in the heart of the Imperial City people, Ganche has another name - Immortal Ganche.

A guard hurried over and said a few words in his ear as he drained the darkness from all over his body without bleeding. They were the ones who had been sent to see the noise.

Listening to reports from subordinates, the pupils contracted and the eyes changed.

It was just a stronghold of Changle that was blown away.

Sumitomo was seriously injured and rescued by other changlers who had just arrived in Wangcheng. The number of changle deaths and injuries was unknown. The entire stronghold was levelled. It turned into sand. There was no way to see what it was, and no other clues could be found.

And all of this is caused by the people who just came here.

There's only one word for what happens at Changle's end - it's time!

However, these people in the Horn of Flames do have quite dangerous figures.

Ganche?

In addition to Shao Xuan of Flaming Horn, the harvest will remember the second dangerous figure.

Wow...

There were calls from elsewhere in the Imperial City, but instead of people making trouble, the purple gas over the Imperial City began to change, and it was gathering, as if the fog was gradually dissipating.

On the palace side, the Liturgical Ceremony on the Heaven and Earth Deed is coming to an end.