"You don't have to argue anymore. I will only take the children from Baishan Base." Yin Dong quickly interrupted, interrupted the dispute between the two and explained.

"Many children in our base can open machines to make energy blocks. When they were in the Magic Realm, they took on a lot of work that adults needed to do. They could execute my orders perfectly."

Commander Zhou sighed: "The children in our war zone have been discriminated against, Dongzi, you are wrong."

General Qin smiled and punched him, and scolded: "You old guy, should you have some face? Dongzi said so clearly, do you still distort his meaning?"

Yin Dong also smiled, "The fog area must be very dangerous. I have to try my best to ensure that all the children brought in are brought out in intact. Children from other war zones are not familiar with me, so they may not listen to me."

Ling Fan also said: "That's right, the children in our base will not call them parents, but they will call them Uncle Dongzi. Follow him, and the children will not look for their mothers. If your children in the war zone leave with Dongzi and want to look for their mothers halfway, what should Dongzi do?"

A burst of laughter rang out in the video conference room, and the topic was revealed.

Next, we discussed the routes to the fog area of ​​each war zone. Baishan Base acted alone and did not participate. Yin Dong did not listen anymore, leaving Gu Wen to guard the temporary camp, and he went to the witch hiding place of the Jackal Tribe alone.

At the Jackal Tribe's garrison, there were soldiers brought by Commander Zhou and the people from the Qinglang Tribe who were cleaning the battlefield. After Yin Dong came over, everyone looked at him like a god.

Especially the people from the Qinglang Tribe, when Yindong passed by, they knelt down and worshiped.

The witches of the Jackal Tribe are stronger than their witches. They used taboo secret techniques and were killed by Yin Dong. To them, they were simply god-like existences.

Yin Dong smiled at them, raised his hands and gently brushed them. An invisible strong wind helped all the kneeling people up. At the same time, his figure disappeared like a ghost, and went deep into the ground, where the witches of the Jackal Tribe were hiding.

It was a huge underground cave. It used to be the nest of some kind of snake swamp creature. After the swamp turned into frozen soil, the nest was occupied by the witches of the jackal tribe. The swamp creatures in the nest also became food, leaving only huge skeletons, which accumulated deep in the nest.

In the extremely cold climate, the underground nest was very cold. In the main cave where the witch of the Jackal Tribe lived, a fire pit was dug on the ground, and after the fire pit there was an exploded totem pole.

The embers of the fire pond were not extinguished, and the dark red flames of the totem pole were seen extinguishing. Yin Dong put away the fire pond and the totem pole fragments and threw them on Long Island.

"Senior, please see if there is anything here that you can use?"

As the phantom of Dragon Island looked up, Yin Dong's voice also sounded, and he also said, "Look at what good things I have, I think of you." It was very sincere.

In fact, he felt that such things related to witchcraft were very evil. They were left to the witches of the Qinglang Tribe, for fear that they would strengthen their strength and leave safety hazards for Commander Zhou and the war zone.

The one from Dragon Island could see through his thoughts at a glance and rolled his eyes.

Yin Dong doesn’t care, so what if he sees it through it, does Lao Long still look at it carefully? If there is any crisis in it, it will not be cleared?

Anyway, if there is any crisis, it will harm Dragon Island first, and you will not be afraid that the old dragon will not be able to do its best.

The Dragon Island really has no choice but to be a scoundrel to him. Fortunately, this kid is not too conscience, and he will not be stingy if he gets any energy that suits it.

Forget it, let this kid take advantage of it.

Yin Dong saw the phantom of Dragon Island covered the totem pole fragments, and began to scrape the ground in the cave again. Even the skeletons of the swamp creatures were not spared, they were crushed and collected... and used the ancient green sacred tree in the Wo Ruins as fertilizer.

The cave where the witch of the Jackal Tribe was hiding was plundered. Except for the pool formed by the underground spiritual springs, he only collected a small half of the spiritual springs, and put the Void array on the Spirit Spring Pool as the center, and set up a four-nine return-to-yuan array.

The formation was opened, and a transparent formation defense cover flashed out, attracting many people from the Qinglang Tribe. When Yin Dong walked out of the formation, he knelt down.

Qinghe also rushed over, his expression a little complicated. He received the instructions from the witch to bring back the things left by the witch from the Jackal Tribe back to the Qinglang Tribe.

Unexpectedly, Yin Dong set up a formation and blocked the place...

Yin Dong smiled slightly at Qinghe, but did not expose his thoughts. It would be better to know some things. The Green Wolf Tribe was best to be cautious. If he had any thoughts that should not have, he would not mind letting the Green Wolf Tribe go to ashes.

His smile made Qinghe's throat tighten, and a cold air surged from his tailbone to the sky's spiritual cover.

Qinghe's sense of crisis burst out in an instant, and his desire to survive broke out. He immediately said: "Sir, we have found some tribal inheritance objects in the cave of the patriarch of the Jackal Tribe. I wonder, are you still?"

The smile on Yin Dong's face deepened. This time he really smiled without the chilling feeling.

He said in a gentle tone: "Don't give it to me. The spoils are handed over to the war zone. After the war zone is inspected, the items that can be redeemed will appear in the redemption directory and be redeemed with points."

Qinghe was stunned. In other words, what the witch needs can still be exchanged?

Yin Dong ignored him and handed over the refined formation talismans and the things he had plundered from the cave to a bearded major who had just arrived, and talked about the Lingquan Pool in the cave.

The bearded major saluted him and said gratefully: "Thank you, Instructor Yin. If it weren't for you this time, our war zone would have suffered a great loss."

"Before the natural disaster, when we were in school, the teacher said that every inch of mountain and river is bloody, and under our feet are the blood of our ancestors."

This sounded like Yin Dong was a little irresponsible, but in fact, he was talking to Qinghe and the others.

His eyes were staring at Qinghe, staring at the leader of the Qingwolf tribe, and said in a sincere tone: "In the era of disaster, people on this land are fighting for hope and fighting to protect their homes, and I hope you are the same."

Qinghe subconsciously said: "Can we, can we?"

Yin Dong looked at him in a gentle tone: "Yes, as long as you want to survive in this land, or even take root in it."

Qinghe murmured: "Take roots?"

Yin Dong nodded vigorously and said sincerely: "Of course, China is a multi-ethnic family, and there will be no more Qinglang tribe, as long as you sincerely protect our common home."
Chapter completed!