There was a jubilant atmosphere in the Wild Wolf Valley camp.

When Xu Le arrived, even though he was still young, even though he had not established enough prestige in the Liang Haite tribe, a group must have a leading person. When this leading person arrives, he will naturally have a backbone and naturally his mind will be able to settle down.

Until the leader let down his subordinates' expectations, he was centrifuged and allowed the group to eventually disintegrate.

Camping outdoors in the snow and ice, Aunt Han and Xu Le arrived. The road was far and difficult. Everyone lost countless things on the road, but they brought the spirits as much as possible. Whether it was to treat injuries or keep warm, this was a rare kind of thing for camping in winter.

Aunt Han looked at the wine in the camp as if he was a tiger. Luo Dun was jealous and wanted to sneak a little bit. When Aunt Han discovered it, he was driven away without hesitation.

But today, the old lady from South Korea did not hesitate to open up most of the wine brought by hard work. Whether it was Liang Hai's special team or Xu Le's Xuanjia Riding Group, most of them were young and strong men. How could it be that they were not good at drinking? Everyone was so excited that their eyes were green!

The wind and snow are in poverty, and there is no danger of the enemy coming. These strong young people have raised fires in the valley. They gathered around the fire and started to heat up the wine and drink freely. Whether it is the Han family or the Liang Haite tribe, after a few bowls of wine, they will start to push cups and drink, calling them brothers and brothers. Xuanjia Cavalry naturally patted their chests and praised their great achievements from Shenwu to this place, and brought their Le Langjun to the sky. The Liang Haite tribe talked about life on the grassland, hunting foxes in the snow, and interesting stories between the nine surnames. The Liang Haite tribe naturally won’t let go of the achievements of the nine surnames Tatars in the rise of the nine surnames.

While drinking, the men of the two tribes began to play the role. They wrestled in the snow, and countless people around clapped their hands and palmed their hands and cheered. The two sides rolled in the snow. In the end, no matter who won, they pulled and laughed, and continued to fill two more bowls. The intimacy was added three points. The noise became louder and louder, soaring into the sky.

Those who brought their families to the tent after drinking a little, sneaked into the tent with their families. After experiencing such turmoil, even if the place of reunion is in the poor valley of snow, the future is vast and unknown, but if they can still stay together now, it is already a paradise. No matter how the noise outside is, the family is quietly staying together, talking about some family matters, as if they are looking forward to such tranquility over time and there will be no war and massacre.

A leading figure like Xu Le Luo Dun accompanied everyone for a while, and then went to Luo Dun's tent. There was naturally a lot of things to say between the two. Han Yue did not continue to join in the fun. He said a few words to his mother, and stayed outside the tent in the snow, always protecting Xu Le's safety. Heavy snow spread all over his body, but Han Yue just walked back and forth in front of the tent. When he stopped, he was like a sculpture, quietly watching the campfires burning all over the valley.

As the long night comes, the splashing sparks and snowflakes are flying together. This rare moment of gathering in the troubled times is far from over.

The noise outside the tent kept coming. The charcoal fire dug out of the fire pit in Luoduan's camp was burning very vigorously. Luoduan had a bit of alcohol and was very vigorous in spirit. However, under the reflection of the fire, the old attitude of the clan leader could still be seen.

After a major change in Yunzhongcheng, Luo Dun suddenly became much worse. Lielie's betrayal and the whole clan left his hometown, the blow to Luo Dun was also huge, but he was just holding on.

It is indeed not the era of their generation, but the chaotic world suddenly came. The old man was responsible for all this, and his relatives and friends had withered and died. No one knew how long the spark of the old patriarch's life could be ignited.

He listened quietly to Xu Le telling the stories that happened along the way, telling how his old friend Xu Gan passed away.

The old man's expression was constantly changing. When he heard Xu Ganting the death of Bingshan, he was full of sorrow and drank wine gulp after gulp. Hearing Xu Le's words of defeating the Mayi Yueqi and attacking Shenwu, the army of the Mayi Yingyang Mansion collapsed, and he slapped his thighs a few more times, and the wine was even more refreshing.

After Xu Le finished speaking, Luo Dun was already drunk and confused, as if he was about to fall asleep the next moment.

Xu Le held back, and the wine cup in his palm was already cold. Xu Le only drank half of the wine bowl until now. Xu Le never had any hobbies about drinking, nor had he really tried how much he could drink.

Seeing Luo Dun gradually lower his head and snore slightly. Xu Le gently put down the wine bowl in his palm and was about to leave quietly.

Luo Dun's voice suddenly rang: "Ale, you are too tough."

Xu Le was stunned: "Grandma?"

Luo Dun slowly raised his head and shook his head gently: "Ale, you act too hard, it's very easy to break."

Xu Le raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The world is in chaos, and all the heroes are rising. Aristocratic families slaughter everything. If I were cowardly and vulgar, my fate would only be tricked by these aristocratic families. My grandfather is such a hero. Because of fear of these aristocratic families, the Cai family was destroyed and the people were destroyed. In the end, the people in these aristocratic families destroyed his last little effort and died on the Tingbing Mountain. I have already made a vow to my grandfather's spirit in the sky that no one can dominate my destiny anymore, and I will not bow to anyone. No matter what is in front of me, I will rush straight over, even if it is crushed to pieces! I don't believe that this world cannot reverse. I don't believe that these aristocratic families can always occupy a high position. I don't believe that the world is theirs!"

Xu Le had a faint smile on his face, and a little ridiculed, and slowly said the last sentence one by one: "Isn't it just death? I'm not afraid. There should be someone to overthrow their world. Turn the principles of this world over!"

Luo Dun was speechless and looked at his old friend's grandson. He nodded slowly: "Ale, Liang Haite's army has been handed over to you. Let your grandpa see it. A different world. Thousands of people are counting on you. You decide their destiny. Be careful."

Xu Le nodded: "I will go looking for Liu Wuzhou tomorrow to see what he wants!"

Luo Dun nodded silently and wouldn't say more.

Xu Le bowed to Luo Dun and walked out of the tent gently.

In the night, the wild wolf valley was still bustling. Xu Le didn't want to disturb them, so he made a small gesture to Korea and the two of them moved to a secluded place behind the tent.

The cold snowflakes fell on his face, which made Xu Le feel energetic. Looking up, under the flames, several figures could be seen on the top of the mountain.

Even during the carnival, there are still people on guard.

A small figure is also on the top of the mountain, and it is Buli.
Chapter completed!