Take a Primitive Planet with You

"Sweet, true sweet, sweet to my heart, it is really good! Guest, I change, such a good food, don't change it is my loss!" The doctrine wanted for a while, and the eyes were hot against the leaves. Talkative

"That is, this is a big white rabbit, only our tribe, I usually save it!" Rain said proudly on the side, the expression is very proud.

Ye Wen smiled and said: "Uncle, you are trying this."

After saying the super snacks of the female stars, the satellite spicy strip was torn open, and handed it to the owner.

The doctrine came to see the spicy strips of Ye Wen, and it was full of expectations.

The nature of the barbaries is straight, and the owner directly puts a whole bag into the mouth.

In an instant, a spicy feeling rushed into the taste of the stall owner. He tasted the spicy flavor in the first time.

Ye Wen saw, even busy the boots chew, the spicy stroke is, the more taste, including in the mouth, do not have the charm of this snack.

The doctrine of the doctrine, listened from Ye Wen, start chewing, the face began to gradually transform normal and became red, and the more you eat, the forehead has begun to see sweat.

When the stall owner will go to the belly, it is still unfinished: "Really fragrant!"

Looking at the name of the stall owner, Ye Wen couldn't help but laugh.

"Sorry, I really have not eaten such a delicious thing, let the two guests laugh, how many foods have, I can join some people, change the delicious taste of the guests."

Ye Wen also felt that he was a bit impolite, hurriedly stopped laughter, said: "My current stock is not much, but I can change some, Uncle can contact the medicinal material such as blood, I have changed."

"This is true?"

Their caravan has many medicines, bloody grass, the bloody herbs, they have a lot, this kind of herbal medicine has nothing to use, I don't know if Ye Wen wants to be so What is the use of multi-low-level medicinal materials.

"Of course." Ye Wen is definitely

"That guest, you are waiting, I will contact it, but I hope that the guests are ready to do that delicious, can't be deceived."

"Uncle is assured, I will give you satisfaction in a while." Ye Wendao

After the two discuss it, it will meet here after an hour, and transactions.

Ye Wen did not rush to move things. There are also a few boxes of snacks in his wooden house. Before it is for the children in the tribe, it will become such a value in the fair, it is really unexpected. like.

Ye Wen's heart can not help but have a kind of pain, candy, spicy strokes, Ye Wen's heart shouted: "Who else!"

Ye Wewen sorted out a secret mood, continued and licked.

There is a person in the caravan, not doing business, just walking around, growing visiting, every tribe, they will smell their own, put a stall, tell the local people, they claim In order to wander poet, but in Ye Wen seems to be a group of books, in this very wild era, it is a pass to the information.

Rain with Yewen, the stalls of the wandering poet, and the stalls have been surrounded by the people of the mountain rain tribes. It is

The people saw Ye Wen, and quickly gave it to the two, let the two come to the inside.

Ye Wen is grateful to a sentence, before going to the booth.

"Where did you say?" Rain asked with the ethnicity next to him.

"Tell the magic magic of the four major magic monks of the Moz, Jun to the ultimate critical juncture, but did not break the commemoration, the greering left." The family excited

"Well! Oh, although the magistrate is shocking, but they are not good at, and our big junctions have been so many years. Is he saying that it is broken? ! "Rain

Ye Wen has come, some can't understand what they are talking about, curiously ask: "Rain, are you coming every day? What are you talking about?"

"Yes! I didn't say that I like to listen to these wandering poets, after they come, basically I have been reporting here every day, hehe.

As for what we talk, this is a long talking question. The Mozi has been dissatisfied with the residuals of each nungee. Every few years will start a big army, attacking each rinative, but they are involved in the spiritual martial arts. There is no choice but to the nungee.

However, it is not a way, it is not a way, the barbarian is not a traitor, and finally one day, the nepon will be broken, and then waiting for our fate, it is not slaughtered, it is a slave, oh!

This wandering poet said that the Mozu's four major kings, led the 500,000 magic army again, and they did not find a way to break the nephew and left. "Rain replied

"Mozu four big kings?" Ye Wen doubts

"It is now the four martial arts of this world today, which is the sky, the magic magic, the purge magic, the magic soul.

Yan Jun is the abbreviation of the magic monarch, these big magic, when the world is beginning to invade our world, the martial arts of each big country, although our martial arts lost, but they also suffered serious injuries, chose hidden Irrindingly injured, it may be hurt, and the more activities in these years are more frequent.

Our Enron Day is coming. "The rain is low."

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the mountains, try hard, only the strength is strong, so you can defeat the Mozu in the future, and take your home." Ye Wen comfort

"Well, Ye, you also cheer, if one day, the magic army broke the rinative, you don't worry about us, keep yourself, when you cultivate a success, you will revenge, you are my life. The biggest fortunate. "Rain is facing Ye Wenhe

"Why don't you walk with me, if you don't play, strategic metastasis is necessary." Ye Wewen did not expect the rain to say the words, hurry

"I am very curious about your world, but it is not my home, and then it is not my family, and it will not be retreatful after so many years, we have run enough, escape, if the last home is also By being broken, we have to die, this is already all the consensus of all the people. "The rain said the intermediary

Ye Wen is silent, and the mood of the rain can understand that his motherland is not born in the purgatory. When the motherland was invaded by outsiders, countless martyrs did not choose to escape, but to choose their flesh and blood. Dead, guard home, until the last person.