Yu Mu was smiling at the Yemo Shan coconut slices and fish slices. He raised his head from time to time and looked at the direction where Feng Xing was in the distance.

Yu Mu's eyes were full of helplessness, and there was a faint look of blame in his eyes.

Feng Xing’s favor for Yemo Shanya, except Manman and Taisi, who doesn’t know about anyone in Yaoshan City?

But since you like this girl, even if she is a foreigner, you should be closer to others and say a few more words to them, right? Just follow them all day long, dozens of miles apart, what is this?

With dozens of miles, Fengxing's eyes can clearly see every tiny fluff on Yemo Shanya's face, but Yemo Shanya can't even figure out where you Fengxing is!

"Bastard!" Yu Mu murmured to himself in a low voice, took out a few red fire sycamore wood from his pocket and threw it into the bonfire.

By the way, this fire wutong wood is the best firewood material. These days, the Feng Clan team has had the permanent formation base of the cross-border teleportation array in Yaoshan City Construction. Yu Mu finally traded these extremely powerful firewood from the Feng Clan members.

The fire sycamore wood burns with a light green color, and the firepower temperature can melt through gold and stone.

The black runes on the surface of the large iron pot flashed, the soup in the pot was boiling, and pieces of fish that were almost translucent as big as a palm were rolling up and down in the soup, and a strange fresh fragrance made people salivate.

Yu Mu lowered his complaints about Fengxing and focused all his energy in the soup pot. He carefully threw several rare mushrooms and lichens into the soup pot that he had collected after much effort. These mushrooms and lichens can ensure that the soup tastes more delicious and mellow.

With a "swoosh", a black light curtain suddenly covered the sky.

An extremely strong arrow, the size of a spear used by the human race, came. With the terrifying sound of cracking the air, the arrow shot straight towards Yu Mu's neck.

Yu Mu snorted lightly, his neck cracked from side to side, and all tissues such as flesh, neck bones, blood vessels cracked in half. A huge arrow shot through the hole where his neck cracked itself and hit his soup pot hard.

With a 'huh', the cracked neck healed on its own. Yu Mu used the Qimen witchcraft that he had just learned from the great wizards of the Witch Palace these days to avoid the arrows, but he watched the pot of good soup being knocked over by the arrows.

"My soup!"

Never curse his parents in front of a filial son, and you never beat up the food he expects in front of a foodie. These two things are enough to make people fight you!

Yu Mu thought so at this moment. The fresh soup he had worked hard to prepare was overturned. It didn't matter if other things were. He carefully collected the seasonings that were prepared very easily were all gathered!

With a roar, a dark rain cloud emerged out of thin air above Yu Mu's head.

A strong wind was blown up, and the rain clouds above Yu Mu's head sprayed countless drizzles. The crystal clear raindrops were blown by the wind and sprinkled over to the Yu tribe and the Jia warriors who rushed out of the jungle in the distance.

A plague god banner appeared behind Yu Mu, and the gray plague god aura continued to inject into the rain clouds, making the voodoo power contained in the raindrops even more cruel and terrifying.

Several old men of the Yu clan raised their staff in their hands, their eyes widened between their eyebrows, and a trace of colorful light circled. These people were all members of the Mothroat tribe of the Yuanyue lineage. They controlled the flow of the energy of heaven and earth, and rose up from the ground one by one. They fought against the rain clouds created by Yu Mu, making even a trace of raindrops unable to get close to their tribe.

Only the terrifying voodoo power contained in the raindrops was everywhere, and many Yu and Jia warriors ran a little slowed down, and their skin was also rapidly turning green and black.

'middle'!

A warrior of the Ga tribe looked up at Yu Mu. He shook his left hand gently, and a meteor hammer with a small fist-sized surface was whistled out.

Yu Mu shouted lightly, and his big iron pot whirled, blocking his thick body like a shield.

But the meteor hammer suddenly exploded, and a dazzling ball of thunder slurry spurted out from the meteor hammer, like water waves wrapped Yu Mu and his big iron pot inside. The terrifying thunder slurry splashed. Countless electric sparks were splashed, and a large amount of thunder slurry was constantly injected into Yu Mu's body, causing his thick body to tremble in waves, and large pieces of blood and flesh were burned by the plasma. Yu Mu screamed in pain.

Feng Xing let out a long roar, and he pulled out his divine bow and brought a strong wind to the sky.

But he had just rushed to a height of less than a hundred feet. The vertical eye on the top of the Black God Tower sprayed a black divine light as thick as a water tank, hitting Feng Xing hard. Feng Xing screamed strangely, and half of his body withered and shriveled. He became like a skeleton rack. In his busy schedule, he had only had time to shoot three arrows.

The golden arrows split into the air, and the three Jia warriors had just rushed to Manman and Shaosi. Before they could do anything, their eyebrows were shot through by an arrow at the same time. With a muffled sound, the heads of the three Jia warriors exploded and died suddenly on the spot.

Manman picked up the lotus hammer, Shaosi held the shield in his left hand and the spear in his right hand, protecting Yemo Shanya from left and right.

Yemo Shanya looked at the Yu and Jia warriors who were flying towards him and shouted loudly: "They are my friends, who dares to hurt them? Are you not afraid of revenge from my Yemo family?"

All the Yu tribes and the Jia tribe warriors suddenly stopped, and they looked at Yemo Shanya in horror.

Although they were mentally prepared before leaving, when they really had to do something, these alien elites suddenly realized that they were going to capture the little princess of the Yemo family, and the one who was the most favored!

The little princess of the Bangri lineage has the most special status and the most favored one!

In the hearts of some powerful people in the Yanri lineage, Yemoshanya's status is much higher than that of the ruling emperor Yamoshanya who controls the power of the Yanri lineage in Liangzhu. Yemoshanya is just an excellent descendant to them, but Yemoshanya is their "popular" descendant!

Excellent descendants are just tools and thugs, and the descendants who are "porn" are the ones who are so savvy!

Facing Yemo Shanya's threat, no one dared not to take it seriously, so these people's movements were slower at the same time. They also looked at the old man Yu who was responsible for directing the raid!

The old man of the Yu clan also looked at Yemo Shanya with a frown, not knowing how to deal with her threat.

But a greater threat approached quickly. In a grass nest beside Yu Mu, a large area of ​​flexible and comfortable long grass was kicked away. Taisi, who was sleeping in the dark, broke out in a dizzy way.

Looking at Yu Mu, who was scorched all over, Taisi's eyes, whose mind was in a daze, suddenly turned into dead white.

"Who... hurt...my...friend?"

Taisi's voice became gloomy and solemn, like the roar of a soul-catching messenger coming from hell.

A small volume of book flashed in his hand. Taisi picked up a small arrow with a simple and rough shape, and poked it on his thigh without humming.

Blood splattered, and the light flashed on the arrows. Taisi chanted the spell in a low voice, and the small arrow suddenly turned into countless arrow shadows and flew out silently.

The Seven Arrows Book of Nail Heads, Taisi used the fastest technique to activate him with his own essence and blood. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!