steaming!

The earth trembled, and Tang Wen's feet erupted, galloping like a flying horse.

After several ups and downs, we have already arrived at the hill where the sand wolf is located.

"Aowoo!"

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao"

The wolves screamed one after another.

Tang Wen looked down from the hills and saw a canyon below, with thorns and green grass. Under the shadow of the stone wall, there were several small pools.

The sand wolf surrounded from front, back, left and right.

Looking at the groups of cattle, sheep, donkeys and deer below, Tang Wen felt that the meat at home could be supplemented.

"Ao!"

A very penetrating cry came.

With a stern heart, Tang Wen looked at the hill opposite the canyon.

A light gray giant wolf.

It is larger than the average silver wolf.

The giant wolf roared.

Tang Wen did not hear the malice, but he frowned.

If you understand correctly, it means to give me some food?

Tang Wen was full of doubts.

It must be because my "beast control technique" is not good, and the sand wolf opposite is at least the best among the advanced alien beasts.

Even though I am a first-class martial artist, I dare not say that I will win safely under the crowd of wolves.

At this moment, the giant wolf finished roaring, and the sand wolf behind him that blocked his retreat retreated, and the encirclement dispersed directly.

Two sand wolves appeared in the canyon, driving a half-large bull, and two goats ran out of the canyon.

Tang Wen's surprise was frozen in his face.

In the breeze, he murmured to himself:

"Impossible, Impossible Impossible to give it to me... right?"

More than ten minutes later, two sand wolves emerged from the west of him.

Running in front of them were bulls and goats.

This made Tang Wen unable to get rid of this: "Why do you feel guilty inexplicably? You feel like you have become a bad guy in the cartoon who bullies small animals."

Another giant wolf emerged from the opposite side of the canyon.

It is slightly smaller in size and seems to be a female wolf.

Tang Wen felt a trace of danger from it.

Step on.

The cattle and sheep hooves were stepped on the ground.

The sand wolf who sent them over roared, and the three herbivores shivered in place.

The performance of a sand wolf is more professional than a carefully cultivated sheepdog.

Tang Wen walked forward, took out a rope from his waist, and tied it to the neck of the three preys.

Looking back, he looked at the two giant wolves and always felt that it would be better to say something.

Thank you for the hospitality? Thank you for the hospitality?

Uh, it seems like I'm here to be a guest.

So, say goodbye directly?

Well, it seems like I will come back after I finish eating.

A trace of absurd feeling arose in Tang Wen's heart.

He really never thought that one day he would be worried about how to say hello to the wolves and thank them.

"Ahem, in the future, if your ethnic group does not attack the people in our camp first, I think we can live in peace!" Tang Wen said and pointed to the direction of the camp: "Anyway, thank you for your gift!"

The giant wolf roared back, and Tang Wen waved his hand at them, holding the cattle and sheep away in a complicated way.

How could I become a beggar for being a first-class martial artist?

The begging for food is not a human being...

The wilderness is hundreds of miles away.

A black forest with rugged terrain, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The Montenegro camp is hidden among the black mountains.

"How is my son?" asked the old black ghost in a deep voice.

"The black striker commands him, he needs to cultivate slowly"

"How long will it take to get better?"

"This, this, this master"

Bang!

The black old ghost slashed over with his palm, and the leading doctor died on the spot.

"You said!" he said, pointing to another doctor.

"Two years, two years! The black forward leader will definitely recover his health!"

"Two years? I can't wait for two years!"

The black old ghost suddenly rose up, and after a moment, there was no living person in the room.

Only the black forward was unconscious in the bed.

"Camp of Fire!"

"Tang Wen!"

The black old ghost rushed up to the roof and looked into the distance. In the deep eye sockets, there was a black mist that was even darker than the deepest night.

"Ah Yeh!"

"Don't put ice on your head anymore, or you'll spank!"

Cuilian gave a stern face and taught Xiao Taozi a lesson.

The latter was not afraid at all. He hid behind Tang Tang, pulled the hem of her dress, and made faces at her mother.

"Ah!"

"The little guy is just playing."

The girls in the yard were doing housework, and Tang Tang made some roujiamo for everyone to eat.

Roujiamo is no longer sold.

Not only Tangtang, but also the merchants who sell food and food designated by the camp.

None of the other vendors went out to set up stalls.

This summer, the campground was in the mountains and the farmland was basically harvested without any grains.

Relying solely on the fields of Peach Blossom Land and newly reclaimed fields by the lake, we cannot collect too much food.

As the number of refugees increases, the camp has no choice but to recruit martial artists and more warriors, and the pressure on food is increasing.

General's Mansion, Council Office.

The queen is still in seclusion, and the two generals Zhou and Zhao are in charge of all matters in the camp.

Tang Wen sat in the corner, and he came back to the snakeskin soft armor. He happened to catch up with the meeting and sat in the corner to listen.

I practice my skills every day on weekdays, but the news is too blocked, so it’s good to know the current situation.

The first person to speak was that he had just walked around all nearby territories and came back: Qian Sanduo: "No one is willing to sell food, unless we trade them all with stainless steel plate armor, we have to give them a group of blacksmiths."

The commanders shook their heads one after another, saying that the lion spoke loudly.

The reason why the Flame Camp has its current status has a lot to do with their existence as a poor iron ore and the ability to forge fine steel armor.

For martial artists, warriors, and even third-class martial artists.

Whether to wear fine steel armor during combat is very different, and it can even determine life and death.

Everyone was talking about it, but there was no executable opinion.

Tang Wen sat at the end thoughtfully, pursing his lips without opening his mouth.
To be continued...