The banquet was so boring that Feng Wuyou's expectations were dashed.

Fortunately, the barbarians are honest enough, they don't have too many tricks, and they won't waste people's time by procrastinating.

A group of people gathered together for a meal, and it was almost coming to an end.

Feng Wuyou was thinking about what to make to fill Xiao Jinglan's and her own stomachs later, but suddenly, all the barbarians in the venue stood up.

She was startled, but after a brief reaction, she stood up together.

As the saying goes, "do as the Romans do when you're in the country". The barbarians all stood up. There must be some ceremony to be done. After all, being a guest on someone else's territory requires at least a sense of ceremony.

As soon as he stood up, he saw several barbarians stepping out of their seats and standing slightly in front of everyone. They seemed to clear their throats, then raised their heads and looked at the moon.

Several wild and desolate sounds sounded like howls and whimpering from their throats, which was indescribably weird.

When Feng Wuyou heard this voice, he felt an inexplicable impulse in his heart, as if he wanted to rush out of the station and rush straight into the forest whose appearance was unclear in the dark night.

It seemed like that was her home.

She was no stranger to the wild. The instructor only gave each person a dagger and threw them into it for thirty days.

But if we say she likes the outdoors because of this, it is absolutely not true.

As lazy as she is, of course her favorite thing is a soft and fragrant bed and quilt.

Those overwhelming experiences were just hardships that she had to endure when she had no choice. As long as there were some conditions, she would always be better to herself.

But now, this strange tone in the barbarian's mouth actually made her feel a wild desire to return to the forest.

Feng Wuyou hooked Xiao Jinglan's hand. Xiao Jinglan obviously had a similar feeling, and he frowned in displeasure.

A person of his status will instinctively dislike anything that attempts to confuse his mind.

Several barbarians did not make noises at the same time, but one after another, making the calls maintain a somewhat harmonious rhythm, which continued to resound in the moist and slightly warm air of the night.

Feng Wuyou looked at them and thought, they won't keep shouting, right?

But if they don't keep shouting, under what circumstances should they interrupt them?

Anyway, no one in the entire Shengman tribe, from Uulun to the people below, had any intention of interrupting them.

Just when Feng Wuyou was thinking about it, the answer appeared.

An equally vast and desolate cry suddenly came from the forest outside the station. At first it was just one or two brief sounds. After a while, the cry suddenly became more majestic, as if countless participants had joined in.

In fact, there are indeed a huge number of participants, but they are not humans, but beasts.

Countless animal sounds could be heard in the mountains and forests outside the station.

Each of these animal calls has a different cry, but when these sounds are mixed together, the resulting chorus is very similar to the sound coming from the mouth of the wild animal.

Feng Wuyou straightened his back slightly.

The wilderness is like a mythical world. The barbarian territory located deep in the wilderness has a stronger mythical meaning.

Feng Wuyou had seen many wild and strange beasts along the way. She had seen them all with her own eyes, their strong bodies, brutal attacks, and ferocious roars.

Even these people did not get a complete bargain. Before arriving at Longshan Barbarians, three barbarians died in the struggle with wild beasts.

Feng Wuyou almost subconsciously believed that there was an absolutely antagonistic relationship between Shengman and these strange beasts.

Either man kills the beasts and uses their flesh and blood to keep his stomach warm and his fur to keep out the cold, or he is killed by the beasts and completes the reincarnation of nature.
Chapter completed!