"Win, win..." The last few tribe warriors fought to the side of Black Claws, and reveled around Black Claws. In front of them, there were still dense swords and guns, but no spear fell down. All the deserted people were staring at the crazy roaring Night Demon.

"Hurry, go quickly..." Ye Demon lost, and Armao didn't dare to stay here. He knew what the death of the asylum means to a tribe. He shouted and turned around and ran away with a few followers. As soon as he turned around, he saw a group of bloody figures appear behind him.

"Swoosh..." The gun hit his chest accurately, and Armao fell down in horror. He was originally a warrior of the Earth Arma Tribe, and he would never be so unbearable in the time, but he lost his past vigilance in the horror of the Night Demon's life and death and was killed by the slave of the Black Claw Tribe.

"Kill, kill one, kill one." Amid the shouts, blood-colored evil ghosts emerged from the wilderness. They waved their broken weapons toward the center of the tribe. Many people were seriously burned, but they did not hesitate at all, without food or water. They would die in the wilderness before returning to the tribe. In this way, it would be better to die with the leader.

"Will we go like that?" On the other side of the mountain, Big Claw looked towards the direction of the way with two water bags on her back.

"The Black Claw will surely die. I have led all the deserted people over. The tribe warriors are walking in the wilderness. Once the Black Claw dies, they will not be able to survive. You will be the leader when you go back..."

The indifferent words of the poisonous man around him were filled with strong resentment. Just on his back, his companion who accidentally castrated himself tilted his head softly, and a long bloody road spread on the ground behind him. Because of a lot of blood loss, his companion killed himself, and it was the stupidest way to die. How could he be happy?

"Why should we take him with you? Aren't we going back early?" Big Claw was dissatisfied with his two heavy water bags carrying him. The poisonous intestinal man turned his head and stared at him fiercely, making his hair stand up all over his body, and quickly looked at the dark space beside him.

"Note that even if you become the leader, you must respect us. We are different from you and will not leave any companions behind, whether they are dead or alive."

Big Claw was unhappy, but he had no choice but to swear in his heart that when he became the leader of the tribe, the first person he wanted to kill was this annoying guy...

"Are you dead too?" Gao Feng moaned in pain as he looked at the bloody face on his face.

"Three claws, we are not dead, we win." Kuoya showed an ugly smile and carefully cleaned Gao Feng's wound. The scar was the Warrior's medal, but Gao Feng couldn't find a piece of skin on his body, which made Kuoya's hands tremble.

There were also many wounds on the body of Kuoya, and the most terrifying wound almost divided him into two parts. However, after Gaofeng's treatment, at least there was no need to worry about the collapse. Besides, most of his injuries were cuts, which looked serious but were not fatal, while Gaofeng was different. Even when Gaofeng avoided the vital points at the most critical moment, the pierced wounds still gushed out of the outside.

Gao Feng didn't have much energy to speak at this moment, and he could not even bother to think about who it was when he heard the familiar screams. He lay quietly on the ground and looked at the dark sky, and the blazing fires around him made crackling and crisp sounds. The smell of barbecue filled him, but it was not clear that someone was baking food and the corpse was roasted by the fire.

"When Ye Demon died, he was burned to death by the sky fire. Many people say that it was God's punishment for the deserted people...,"

"Black Claw is whipping the two claws. Anyone who survived has killed the deserter, but the two claws have the cleanest knife. He even swept away your Cuiye Qian. Black Claw is very angry..."

"Black Claw said that when he saw the big claw killing him, he was the only person who escaped. The person who went to the tribe to report the news has already set off. Even if he escapes back, he will be arrested..."

Scattered news came out of Kuoya's mouth. Even if he had already reached the lowest level of perception of the outside world, he could see that something was wrong with Kuoya. He was not idle in his mouth and his hands. Gaofeng's blood had long been cleaned up, but he still kept wiping it with linen.

"Go and see you, let me sleep for a while." Gao Feng moaned and said these words, then fainted in a daze...

In the distance, Erzha was stripped of her clothes and knelt on the ground and howled. A series of whip shadows whipped hard on his back, making a crisp sound. Not far from him, countless corpses piled up into small hills, and in the wilderness, there were more people looking for corpses.

The resistance of the Wilderness Tribe was disintegrated. After the night demon was burned to ashes, the Wilderness Warriors put down their weapons and became honest Kisuns. Those women were crying and wailing under the tribe warriors regardless of cleaning up their men's bodies.

The blood spreading on the ground can no longer penetrate the ground where the blood is full of blood. It spreads gently in the corpse and emits a smell of burnt protein in the collapsed fire.

Black Claw stood in front of the largest fire, looking at the corpses and the scattered master, her cold eyes flashed. Just under his feet, the arm hair was cut into pieces the size of a palm and scattered in chaos, proving Black Claw's anger towards the arm tribe in his heart.

At the same time, on the mountain ten kilometers away from the battlefield, two figures hiding in the darkness were looking out.

"The deserted man is defeated, and the stupid night demon is dead. What should I do next?" The voice like ice cubes teleported slightly in the night.

"Black Claws did not get any benefits. The team of nearly 1,000 people is only a little over 200. I think they can't pass the next level, isn't it right now?" Another voice said with a little hesitation.

"Yes, the best result is now. The more miserable Black Claw fights with the deserted people, the greater our chances. The God of Death who has attracted twelve lives cannot be wasted..." The previous voice was a little proud, and he was eager to try their next plan.

"It's a pity that places with death will automatically become forbidden areas. Otherwise, those materials and populations just supplement us. The sandstorm has a great impact on us. It will take at least three years to conquer other tribes..."

When the two of them talked about the sandstorm, they were silent at the same time, but no one mentioned the armmaid who died in the deserted tribe...

For three consecutive days, Gao Feng spent a short period of awakening and a long coma. During this period, his body began to get fever, which made Black Claw lose hope. He thought Gao Feng would die, but no one expected that Gao Feng survived the high fever period. During this period, he took care of Gao Feng day and night, using the samsara wine found in the tribe to continuously apply Gao Feng's skin, and feed Gao Feng a lot of warm water on time.

In the eyes of others, it was a miracle that Gao Feng could survive, but for Kuoya, this was the method that Gao Feng said casually after a brief awakening. This method also allowed more than 20 high-fever tribe warriors to escape from the clutches of the god of death.

None of the more than 20 tribe warriors who had high temperatures died and all survived. This was a good sign for the Black Claw Tribe, so after three days, they cleared all supplies and officially set off on their way back to the Black Claw Tribe.

Because of his achievements, Gao Feng was recognized by Black Claw and everyone, and unanimously decided to give Gao Feng the most beautiful woman in the deserted tribe. This woman who made all men dream of her soul made Gao Feng scream at the moment she truly woke up.

This is a weird thing, at least in Gao Feng's eyes.

The delicate skin is as fine as porcelain and as smooth as milk. In the wilderness, both men and women have rough skin and rough flesh. Except for the rolling eyes, nothing is white, which makes Gao Feng forget what color white is, but now...

The charm at that glance had a different kind of temptation and mystery, and was as lively as a lark, which was enough to make any man who saw it fascinated, but this man was definitely not Gao Feng. At least, Gao Feng was not interested in the three layers of fat on her thin white and delicate neck.

"Go out, get out, get out..." Gao Feng, who had always been calm, sat up suddenly, regardless of the cracking of the wound, roared out in horror, causing hazy tears to flash in the eyes of the peerless beauty in front of him, but Gao Feng suddenly whispered cleverly and shouted: "Forget it, I'll get out..."
Chapter completed!