Yuan Zhan roared and made a grasping action.

Not far away, a mountain rose and flew to the Horn-people stronghold with the bone tower as the center.

Yuan Zhan, pressed down with the palm of his hand.

“Boom!"

When the mountain fell to the ground, the Horn-people and bone warriors below were all crushed!

It's not enough. Yuan Zhan jumped into the mountain. He has endured not using the awesome attacks for a long time. In front of him, he has been saving and separating the slave warriors controlled by the Horn-people until he got everyone here.

About five minutes later, the hot lava flowing strangely from the crevices under the mountain.

Yuan Zhan returned to Yan Mo again. His anger has not been recovered.

Si Tan took a walk in a nearby middle-sized tribe. When he came out, all the people who tried to attack him and hide in the dark lost their breath.

Twenty seven other people were scattered around the area. If any escaping fish were found missing, they would be killed immediately.

Yan Mo is busy lifting the Enslavement Bone for the rescued slave warrior.

Yuan Zhan looked at the distance, "Jiu Feng said that the next stronghold is only about 100 miles away from here, and it is also the largest stronghold of the Horn-people left in the coastal area close to the hinterland. After we clear that, the Horn-people's influence in the eastern continent will be almost eliminated, except for those outside the Jiu Yuan. "

Si Tan just walked back and heard Yuan Zhan talk. He said, "The Horn-people seem to have come up with a quick way to refine bone warriors, but I have never heard that they have such a way to refine bone warriors on the western continent."

"Do you mean that their method of refining living people into bone warriors is here?" Yuan Zhan asked grimly.

Si Tan: “Most likely."

“My intuition told me that this method is probably related to the Kongcheng-Air City's Lord and the old witch. As long as you find them, you can probably find out who created this vicious method."

Yuan Zhan: “No matter who gets it out, the Red-Horn the Black-Horn and the high-rise of Kongcheng-Air City in the eastern continent, none of them can stay!"

According to the report of speed bird, Yan Mo and his party soon found the enemy who prayed to the Ancestor G.o.d, and the main lament of the pray was the last Horn-people stronghold they were going to.

Now, considering the urine nature of The Guide, Yan Mo will accept the have to be attacked before attacking the Horn-people, so that he can stand on the just and reasonable side as much as possible.

Because although the Horn-people first invaded the eastern continent, the eastern continent is also the hometown of the Horn-people. If people want to come back, you can't help but let them come back. If the Horn-people want to attack other people than the Jiu Yuan, if they, just because they can't see the past, they will hot move their hands to attack the Horn-people, for fear that The Guide will punish him for the same careless life attack. After all, justice and evil are sometimes hard to distinguish, maybe you go to save people, and others say you meddle.

Anyway, Yan Mo doesn't want to suffer from this loss, so he would rather be in trouble, and it's also very good for the reputation of the Jiu Yuan - its one thing he wanted to drive away the Horn-people, and it's another thing to do nothing. If you can do some necessary work and earn some good reputation, why not?

Yuan Zhan looked at the tall bone tower made of all kinds of fresh bones, and felt furious.

This is the tenth bone tower they found. Bone towers are big and small, and the quality of bones is not the same. These bone towers are not only deterrence, but also part of the process of refining bones. It is said that the lowest bone warriors are made from these bones.

It's not easy to escape from a disaster, only relying on the legend to support their praying savages to cry. There were people who didn't expect his praying to be heard by the Ancestor G.o.d. The Ancestor G.o.d really sent his G.o.d warriors and witches!

The savages shouted the word "The Ancestor G.o.d" and kowtowed to Yan Mo and others. They complained about the crimes of the Horn-people intermittently.

According to the Savage people, they were only a small local tribe with a population of less than 500, and only three people awaken their blood ability. When the Horn-people came, they were asked to hand in the magic bone, but where did the magic bones come from? Later, it was found out that it was the bones of people and animals with special abilities. They gave all the bones they had acc.u.mulated to the Horn-people, and the three blood warriors took the initiative to stand out, but the Horn-people was not satisfied.

"What did they do?" Yan Mo added soothing spirit to his words.

The savage was in a calmer state, and told Yan Mo the answer with a few words and various actions, indignation and fear.

Yan Mo understood and sorted out the meaning of the other party, to the effect that: Those Horn Demons have a kind of terrible bone objects. As long as they cut a wound on the human body, and then paste the bone object on it, they can know if there are any bones they need on the human or animal. And the Horn-people tested everyone in their tribe, including babies, and as long as they pa.s.sed the test, they would take out the bones they wanted to use alive, and the rest would be used to build bone towers.

In the end, the tribe they left with only three warriors and their immediate relatives who had awakened to their blood abilities. Obviously, in the eyes of the Horn-people, the blood and bone of the savages in the eastern continent who have not yet awakened or have not yet awakened their blood ability are good materials, which can be seen from the fact that they have not even let go of the elderly.

And the bones of the G.o.d blood warriors are not unwanted, on the contrary, they are very thirsty, but keeping these G.o.d blood warriors can help them get more, and they can also do their free labor, so most of the G.o.d blood warriors in the savage tribes attacked by the Horn-people are preserved, in order to play their maximum effect.

Then the Horn-people used the Enslavement Bone to control the blood warriors and let them attack the nearby tribes. So, s...o...b..lling, the Horn-people control more and more slave warriors and resources, and they don't need to waste their hands.

As for the savage, he was the brother of one of the three blood warriors. The blood warrior risked his life to escape after having the Enslavement Bone put on. Maybe the Horn-people didn't expect anyone to dare to escape, but they really let him escape. Later, he hid in the caves, relying on the familiarity with terrain until today.

The savage cried when he thought of his brother. He saw that his brother was tortured by the Enslavement Bone and his eyes were bleeding. But his brother tried to let him escape. He dared not and could not help running. His brother used his life for his life. If he stayed, he would be really sorry life for his brother!

"Help him, DRen, help him!" the savage could not help kowtowing, his forehead was broken as if he had no consciousness.

Yan Mo pulled him up and promised him, “As long as your brother is alive, we will save him!"

The savage burst into tears.

"The Horn-people d.a.m.n them!" Yuan Zhan clenched his fist, his eyes red with rage.

Si Tan and other people are also cold faced. They have all been slaves and experienced the pain of tribesmen being slaughtered. Seeing and hearing the cry of the indigenous people in the eastern continent, they can't help but think of themselves and hate the Horn-people more and more clearly!

Yan Mo did not comment.

Little Sumen bit his lips, lowered his head, raised his head after a while, and forced himself to look at the savage.

Yuan Zhan and Si Tan are rational. They didn't put the sin of the Horn-people on Sumen's head, let alone vent their anger. However, other warriors in the western continent are different from the natives in the eastern continent who have been rescued in succession in this period. They see that Sumen and his protector and they hate enough to jump up and eat their meat.

When Sumen saw the situation of the Hornless-men in Kongcheng-Air City, he was very sad. For so many days in a row, when he saw so many crimes committed by the Hornless-men, his little committing could hardly support him.

Not to mention him, Sangye and others who followed were also surprised by the crime of the Red-Horn clan! In the western continent, although the Red-Horn clan regards the Hornless-men as livestock, in recent thousands of years, it has not been so blatant in the slaughter, let alone in the refining of living people into living people bones who do not know whether they are dead or alive.

This behavior of the Red-Horn clan took the Hornless-men and all the creatures in the eastern continent as materials, even the intelligent race hated it.

Yan Mo didn't ask Sumen to avoid these scenes. Since Sumen is a teacher of the Hornless-men, he must know the problem between the Hornless-men and the Horn-people. Avoiding doesn't solve the problem. Maybe it's a little too much for Sumen to bear these things now, but Sumen will live in the Hornless-men in the future. Instead of making him feel the negative emotions such as crowding and scolding and suffering at that time, it's better to start feeling them now.

And Yan Mo also has an idea. He really cares about this little disciple. As a responsible s.h.i.+fu, he doesn't want Sumen to feel inferior and guilty for some of the Horn-people's actions. He also doesn't want the child to break the jar or be forced directly to the opposite of the Horn-people.

Because notice that on the night of Kongcheng-Air City, Yan Mo found out the difference of Sumen, and he was glad to find out in time. He immediately asked Jiu Feng to accompany the child and gave the child a task. Otherwise, he was worried about the child's depression and grievance. He could not point out what kind of development it would be if it goes on.

As for the task he a.s.signed to Sumen, he was asked to take 23 warriors and the temple-servant with him to rescue the savage slaves controlled by the Horn-people. Jiu Feng was responsible for supporting and delivering messages.

He wanted to show Sumen what sin the Horn-people have done in the eastern continent, and at the same time give his apprentices a chance to increase his popularity and favor, so that the intelligent races in the eastern continent can distinguish the White-Horn from the Red-Horn.

At this time, he saw that Sumen secretly pinching his fingers and bled. He could only sigh in the bottom of his heart and found a chance to pull the child aside.

“Are you very sad?" Yan Mo said as he took out the witch in his pocket and put it into Sumen's hand.

Sumen immediately let go of his hands and carefully hugged Little Wu Guo.

Little Wu Guo smelled the sweet smell of blood and turned to look for it.

Yan Mo pushed Little Wu Guo into the child's arm to show his palms.

Sumen struggled. Seeing that Little Wu Guo is about to fall off, he stopped the action immediately. Now it's too awkward.

Jiu Feng likes to join in the fun. When we see many people here, we will come and see the injuries on Sumen's palm. We will fly up, bow our heads and blow at his palm.

Sumen felt a little itchy in the palm of his hand.

“Fu!" Yan Mo used willpower and wiped out the nail mark left in the palm of Sumen's hand with a touch of his finger. “It's time for you to cut your nails."

The Horn-people have invented the tool of scissors, even a nail clipper.

Sumen looked down, tears in his eyes drop on Little Wu Guo's face.

Little Wu Guo: “EE!" coward, soft goods!

Yan Mo stooped, wiped the little apprentice's tears with his thumb, and rubbed his soft hair. "Silly child, what are you crying for? It's not what you did. Remember, race is not the source of sin, and individuals are not bound to others sin. There is nothing wrong with the Horn-people's way of life, nor with the invention of bone objects, except that some rulers and partic.i.p.ants are too greedy. A long time ago, the king and the priest of White-Horn clan explicitly stipulated that bone objects can only be sculpted from the bones of the dead, not kill the living in order to get the desired bones. Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer of the Horn-people who really abide by this rule later, and when the White-Horn clan completely lost its dominant position, killing animals for bone became the norm. I don't want you to sympathize with the Hornless-men and other species. I just hope you can learn to distinguish what can be done and what can't be done. There is a bottom line to learn how to be a human being. "

Sumen sobbed in a low voice, and Jiu Feng came up to his face and blew on his face.

“Gee!" Wu Guo looked down upon the hospitality of Jiu Feng.

Yan Mo continued to smooth hair for the child, "You are a good child, and you are very smart. I believe that the White-Horn can recover the past glory under your leaders.h.i.+p, even surpa.s.s it. Now you see these things in your eyes and mind. If you think it's wrong and shouldn't happen, then when you grow up, try to make these things disappear and correct the Horn-people's mistakes. "

Sumen hugged Little Wu Guo again and slowly said, “I will be stronger."

Yan Mo is happy. This kid, alas, is too smart. Maybe Wu Chen, one of his grown up disciples, doesn't have this sort of thoroughness.

"Why do you want to be strong?" Yan Mo asked him deliberately, afraid of his own misunderstanding.

The child said seriously, "The Horn-people will listen to me only if I become stronger. The Horn-people are powerful, so they bully the weaker races. s.h.i.+fu, you and the chief and Si Tan are stronger, so you can beat them to make them listen. And only when I become stronger and stronger like you, can I protect my tribesmen and suppress them. "

Sangye, who is not far away, is a little worried after he heard their little witch say so. It's like a validation to Mo DRen.

Yan Mo didn't feel that the kid was validating with him at all. He knew the kid. The kid was just telling the truth. And just because he believed in s.h.i.+fu, he dared to speak his mind.

"Very good, that is my Yan Mo disciple!" Yan Mo was really proud, his disciple is really the best! Those who dare not challenge s.h.i.+fu are not good disciples! As for whether they can beat s.h.i.+fu or not, he will not beat the enthusiasm of the children.

Jiu Feng looked around and thought that this freshman was too serious and not funny. He immediately flew to find his new favorite, Little Wu Guo, and poked with his claws.

Little Wu Guo is not comfortable to lie on the bird. Is it comfortable to lie on the same arms that look like two sticks? No sense of security! He was stabbed by Jiu Feng claws, not to mention that he hates the bird!

"Wow!" Little Wu Guo opened his mouth and said he is rebellious about being carried by Jiu Feng

Jiu Feng watched him open his mouth for fun. He put his fingers into his mouth with his little claws extended.

Little Wu Guo used the maximum strength he can use at present, "Ka” presenting four milky teeth bite of death!

“Ah!" Jiu Feng's eyes looked dumbfounded. His claws hurt so much that he can't let them go.

Little Wu Guo was in a good mood. He began to grind with four small glutinous rice teeth.

Jiu Feng tried to insist that his brother likes to bite his claws, so bite him. But the meat is too painful. Best turn it into the original hard claw.

Little Wu Guo's eyes popped wide and his mouth is wide. He starts to howl with a sound of "Wow". His mouth is cut!

Seeing that he was crying and smelling a little blood smell, Jiu Feng bowed his head and went to break Little Wu Guo's mouth. He also bowed his head and sniffed. After confirming that the blood smell came from his mouth, he immediately put out his tongue and licked it!

Little Wu Guo: I bite!

This time, Jiu Feng was going to cry. His tongue is bitten.

Hearing the whine of Jiu Feng, Yan Mo and Sumen found out what happened to the two kids.

Yan Mo quickly patted Wu Guo to let go of the bite, but Little Wu Guo refused.

Sumen's head was also sweating, and Jiu Feng was crying with pain. “Brother, let go, I'll give you something delicious. You can bite me."

Little Wu Guo's eyes turned around, and when he smelled the smell of blood, he released his teeth mercifully.

Yan Mo has a sentence in his head, but he can't bear to say it in front of the children, but he can't help making fun of the two little words: "Yes, it's a kiss. You're looking at the right eye, and you're going to have to decide on a baby kiss?"

Three small ones: what is baby kiss?

Yan Mo continues to add: “As a father, although I'm not much in favor of cross species and same-s.e.x love, as a researcher, I'm looking forward to what your children will be like in the future. Do you want me to keep a baby fruit for you?"

Although most of the words are strange, even Meng the hard head would have guessed the meaning of Yan Mo.

Jiu Feng: "Hey! Mate with a brother and have a little bird? Good good! I want my brother to give me a baby bird!”

Little Wu Guo: "Wow!" dream on! You're almost fresh meat for me. You fat bird... just you wait. When I grow up, I'll see if I don't pluck all your hair, and then I'll let you lay a hundred eggs in your nest!

Sumen's most serious face: "s.h.i.+fu, I have decided that in the future, I will also cross species mating, so I will find a Hornless-man, and then give birth to a mixed race. This may allow the Horn-people and the hornless people to merge slowly, at least not they won't be as hostile as they are now. "

Two small ones look at Sumen together, the expression on their faces is the same word: Wow!

Even Sangye and others heard and his face looked dumb. Their little witch had thought that so far? Will they have to keep an eye on the little Great Witch's future partner while he is studying in the east? Will he have any other children?

Yan Mo suddenly turned his head. He felt as if someone was looking at him? But when he turned around he saw no one. Yuan Zhan was discussing with Si Tan about attacking the next Horn-people stronghold. Maybe he felt his eyes, so he looked up at him and smiled at him.

Yan Mo also smiled back. Strangely, the feeling of being watched was not gone, but got stronger.

Is it the Horn-people?

Yan Mo sneered at the bottom of his heart. Follow me. I'll see when you can follow me to!

In the dark, a large human bird sadly stepped on his right foot and left foot. He found the Son of Life, which is full of life energy, and almost rushed into his arms because of his attraction. Fortunately, he restrained himself at the last moment and wanted to find a chance to make a wonderful appearance - such as helping them solve the Horn-people.

But who thought the battle effectiveness of the Hornless-men was so powerful! He felt sorry for his useless hiding in the dark.

The most disgusting thing is that last night, he saw that the Son of Life and the ugly and savage Hornless-people chief he loved sleeping together. They tossed and turned for a long time, and did not consider the mood of the bachelors nearby, Hey -!

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