The eighth area.
In a certain glacier, there is a huge tribe.
This tribe covers dozens of miles.
The old wooden houses are arranged like a cluster of stars.
All around, there is a row of tall wooden fences, covered with snow, like a city wall, blocking the roaring cold current for this tribe.
However.
This huge tribe can't see a single person.
Not even a child.
At first glance, except for the house, it is snow, like an empty city.
And in front of the gate of the tribe, stands a stone tablet more than ten meters high!
On it, a pattern is engraved.
It was a golden giant tiger with a striking 'king' character between its brows and copper bell-like eyes, shining brightly.
Although it's just a pattern, it's incredibly real.
Like a real giant tiger, sealed in the stone tablet, it exudes an amazing kingly air.
And this is the totem!
Below the totem, there are four vigorous characters.
——Tianhu tribe!
Suddenly.
A child ran out of a house.
This child is only three or four years old. He has a small tiger tooth, wears a red apron, and has a golden bell hanging around his neck.
As he runs, the bell makes a crisp sound.
But!
The child's mouth is full of blood!
And.
In his small eyes, there is still a trace of bloodthirsty light, and he looks full of violence!
He stood in the snow outside, glanced around, his eyes flashed suddenly, wiped the blood from his mouth, and the hostility between his eyebrows disappeared in an instant.
At this time.
A strong man in black descended over the Tianhu tribe.
It's Yan Wei!
The child with the apron raised his head and looked at Yan Wei, with an innocent smile on his pink face, looking very well-behaved.
"Finally back."
Meanwhile.
Yan Wei stood high in the sky and glanced at the tribes below.
Think of the beginning.
He went to the Black Dragon Glacier with confidence, but as a result, not only did he fail to get the inheritance of the magic dragon, he almost died inside.
In the end, he survived, but he became someone else's servant again, and he couldn't help himself.
If God could give him another chance, he would rather die than enter the Black Dragon Glacier again.
"It's all because of greed!"
He let out a long sigh in secret, sorted out his mood, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
He hid because he didn't want the clan to see and worry about him.
"Well?"
But just as he was about to go down, he couldn't help but look stunned.
Where have all the tribesmen gone? Why haven't you seen one?
Soon!
He found the apron kid.
Shhh!
He flickered, landed in front of the child, squatted down, grabbed the child's shoulders lightly with both hands, and asked with a smile, "Whose child are you? Where are the others?"
The Tianhu tribe has its own totem, which is enough to show that there are at least one million people.
A tribe of one million people, even if Yan Wei is the leader of the tribe, it is impossible for everyone to know.
"I don't know."
"Uncle, can you take me home?"
"I seem to be lost."
The child in the apron shook his head, his voice was childish, and there was a trace of confusion on his face.
"Okay."
Yan Wei smiled fondly, stretched out his arms to pick up the child, and asked, "What are your parents' names?"
"My parents' names?"
"I think about it."
The child in the apron grabbed his head and suddenly laughed: "I remembered, my father's name is Yama, and my mother's name is Death."
"The King of Hell?"
"Grim Reaper?"
Yan Wei looked astonished. He reached out and touched the child's forehead. He didn't have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?
Crunchy!
Right now.
The door of a nearby house was gently pushed open, and a big man cautiously stuck his head out and glanced outside.
"Chief?"
When he saw Yan Wei, the big man suddenly looked surprised.
However, when he saw the child in Yan Wei's arms, his face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Chief, be careful!"
"Well?"
Yan Wei was startled, and quickly glanced around, then looked at the big man and asked in doubt, "Be careful of what?"
"Watch out for him!"
The big man pointed at the apron child, his face full of horror.
"What's wrong with him?"
Yan Wei lowered his head suspiciously, looked at the child in his arms, and saw the child grinning at him.
Now!
Yan Wei felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.
He hurriedly threw the child out without thinking.
But at the same time!
The child sticks out his little hand, and that pink and tender little arm is like a sharp blade, and with a puff, it sinks into Yan Wei's lower abdomen!
"Ah…"
Yan Wei cried out in pain on the spot, his face distorted.
"Chief!"
"Little beast, I fought with you!"
See you.
The big man hiding behind the door roared and rushed towards Yan Wei frantically.
"What?"
"The leader is back?"
And the big man's roar also alarmed the entire Tianhu tribe.
Bang bang bang!
The doors of the rooms were knocked open one after another, and groups of people kept rushing out, men, women and children.
"It's really a leader!"
The Tianhu tribe was boiling, and they all headed towards Yan Weiyong.
The child in the apron, after breaking Yan Wei's anger, retreated violently, stood in the snow, and glanced at the surging crowd around him.
The hostility that disappeared between the eyebrows reappeared.
"Boss, how are you, are you okay?"
The big man who first discovered Yan Wei ran to Yan Wei's side and asked with concern.
"I was shattered by him."
Yan Wei's face was pale and his limbs were weak, but he only stood up with the help of the big man.
He stared sternly at the bellyband child and asked, "Who are you?"
"Didn't you see? I'm just a kid!"
The child in the apron blinked his small eyes and looked at Yan Weidao pitifully.
"Leader, don't be fooled by his appearance!"
The big man hurriedly reminded.
"Yes!"
"This little beast is not only powerful, but also extremely vicious."
"Many of our clansmen died tragically at his hands."
There are more and more people behind Yan Wei, all roaring in indignation.
"I don't want to either!"
"But who called their blood, it's so delicious, I can't control it!"
The child in the apron said timidly.
"What do you mean?"
Yan Wei is puzzled.
"Every time he kills a person, he will absorb all the blood of that person, leaving only a mummified corpse."
"During this period of time, tens of thousands of people have been sucked to death by his blood."
"He's absolutely inhuman!"
"He's a vampire!"
The tribesmen roared in grief.
"Blood!"
Yan Wei's eyes trembled and said, "Where are the high priests?"
"The High Priest is dead."
"Not only the high priest is dead, but all the war saints of our tribe have been poisoned by him."
The crowd groaned.
Boom!
Hearing this, Yan Wei felt like a thunderbolt, his body and mind trembled, and his mind rumbled.
All dead…
Why is this happening?
It's only been a short year since he left the tribe, how could so much have happened?
"When did this happen?"
He looked at the clan behind him and asked, his voice was weak and his eyes were dim, as if he had aged several decades.
"Six months ago."
"For the past six months, we have been like beasts raised by him, living in despair all day long without any hope."
"Boss, you shouldn't come back!"
"If you don't come back, there is still hope for my Tianhu tribe to rise again."
"And now, not only are we going to die, but you are going to die too!"
The crowd groaned.
The elders of the tribe are all in tears.
The children, all lying in the arms of their parents, wept loudly.
Every face is full of helplessness.
Yan Wei said: "Is that why you didn't call me?"
"Yes."
"He's too strong, the high priest was instantly killed by him!"
"Even if it's useful to call you back, it still won't save us!"
Several elderly people lamented.
"What?"
I heard.
In Yan Wei's heart, stormy waves suddenly set off.
Be aware.
The high priest has the same cultivation level as him, and is also an eight-star war saint, but he was killed in an instant?
How strong is this child?
He turned his head suddenly, stared at the bellyband child, and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you doing this to my Tianhu tribe?"
"Hey hey."
The child in the doudou grinned and played with his taste: "I still remember the Mu family."
"You…"
Yan Wei's eyes widened, he swallowed hard, and said, "Are you from the Mu family?"
"Yes."
The child in the apron nodded.
Yan Wei's face turned pale.
If it was changed to the previous one, he would not be afraid when he heard the Mu family, but he might be disdainful.
But now, he dares not!
The horror of the Mu family, he has experienced it personally, and it is definitely not something that his Tianhu tribe can provoke.
"Why?"
he asked.
"Isn't that easy?"
"You help Qin Feiyang and fight against my Mu family. Of course, my Mu family will not make you feel better."
"With the power of my Mu family, it's not too easy to find your Tianhu tribe."
"Well, since you're back, tell me the whereabouts of Qin Feiyang, or just trick him into bringing him here."
"When I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let your Tianhu tribe go."
The apron kid laughed.
"Help Qin Feiyang?"
"Chief, is what he said true?"
"Why do you get involved with Qin Feiyang? You must know that he is the one named by Danta to kill!"
The members of the Tianhu tribe looked at Yan Wei in disbelief.
"Do you think I want to?"
Yan Wei sighed deeply, looked at the Dudou child, and said, "You want to kill me, I admit it, I just ask you to spare my clan."
"Do you think it's possible?"
"Now you only have one way, and that is to deceive Qin Feiyang."
Children said.
"I have parted ways with him."
"I don't know where he is now?"
"And I haven't established a contract with him, so I can't get in touch with him at all."
Yan Wei Dao.
"Then there is no way, I can only kill your clansmen one by one."
The child's face turned cold, and there were strands of blood in his eyes.
It was a bloodthirsty light with unparalleled ferocity!
His little arm volleyed into the air, and a 12- or 13-year-old boy in the crowd flew towards him uncontrollably.
As for Yan Wei, his anger was broken, his cultivation was completely lost, and he was powerless to stop him.
"The smell of blood is wonderful."
The child in the apron licked his mouth and swiped his finger lightly. A wound appeared on the boy's body, and blood gushed.
Then the blood poured into the child's mouth in a steady stream. He showed a look of intoxication, and the bloodthirsty light in his eyes became more and more intense.