A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 1314 Swear, my son... wolf hunting

"Ow—"

Seeing Lang Mo howling, the wolf hunter Ao Qing who was carried by him was not to be outdone.Clinging to Lang Mo's arm, he raised his head fiercely and let out a long cry. Unfortunately, he was so small that his cry sounded like he was coquettishly begging for milk. He was not as domineering and wild as Lang Mo at all.

"Puff!" Angela couldn't help laughing, staring at Langshou Aoqing and laughed, "My brother is very interesting!"

Listening to Angela's comment, Langshou Aoqing glanced at each other, his little face flushed with embarrassment.Obviously, they also noticed that their voices were soft and not domineering at all, and they were ashamed to rush.

"Cut!" Lang Shou pursed his mouth and said disdainfully.

Jiang Qing happily said: "Come on, little egg! This cry is more domineering than your brother's back then!"

"Really?" Lang Shou clung to Lang Mo's arm, shaking his chubby body as if on a swing, his eyes were twinkling with little stars, he had been hearing about Lang Tu Jiang Yao from Jiang Qing and the others, In the bottom of my heart, I felt a sense of admiration for Lang Tu Jiang Yao.He subconsciously wanted to imitate things, but now hearing Jiang Qing's words, he immediately changed his demeanor of being wronged and pickled vegetables, and was very excited.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Really."

"Father, go home quickly, let your brothers and sisters come back from Qingcheng quickly..." Lang Shou urged.

Ao Qing remained silent, obviously still immersed in the howling just now.In my impression, Long Yin is the most powerful and domineering cry among all beasts. Why is it so embarrassing when it is placed on him and Lang Shou?Thinking about it, Ao Qing can't wait to practice wolf hunting, and get out of this barren land that has imprisoned him for tens of thousands of years as soon as possible.

"Okay!" Lang Mo showed his tender side, put Lang Shou Ao Qing on his shoulders, and said, "Sit still!"

After finishing speaking, the whole person galloped towards Taoyuan like lightning.On this side, Mocha was not to be outdone and chased after them with Jiang Qing Arthur on his back, and followed Lunbi and his party far behind them. Lang Mo's wolf howl just now completely aroused the pride and ambition deep in everyone's hearts.

Then, everyone increased their speed and ran wildly again.

All of a sudden, the busy clansmen scattered all over Taoyuan put down their work and went straight to the west gate of the city in tacit understanding with each other.

Tian Yun stared at the increasingly bright totem on the stone tablet in the altar square, and the smile on his face never faded.Looking at the clansmen rushing towards the west gate of the city one after another.Slowly arranging the robes on his body, he paced away slowly.Behind him is a totem shining brightly.

As Lang Mo Jiangqing approached, the power of the totem activated on its own, and radiated around Taoyuan as the center.Slowly, all the clansmen seemed to feel something, and they all stood still, their spirits seemed to follow the power of the totem to wrap up the entire Taoyuan little by little.Then, it spread towards the distance...

"The Black Wolf Clan will rise eventually!" The corners of Tian Yun's mouth curled up slightly, showing a proud arc.

The joy and excitement conveyed by the power of the totem plunged everyone into ecstasy.Looking at the approaching Lang Mo and others, some old people burst into tears unknowingly. Of course, they were tears of joy.The elders in the clan have experienced the most impoverished life in the Forest of Death. They have witnessed the progress of the Zhufeng Tribe from the most humble to the glorious, and all this was brought about by Lang Mo and Jiang Qing.The tribe knows how to be grateful, and they keep in mind who gave them all this.

When they learned that Langmo established Qingcheng, apart from being happy, everyone was left with the most sincere pride.

"Patriarch, Jiang Qing..."

Suddenly, one after another shouts pierced the sky, against the scorching sun overhead.

At that moment, some people even felt that they saw the beast god.Or, in the hearts of the tribe, the wolf Mo Jiangqing is their beast god, leading them out of poverty and hunger, nothing is more worthy of their respect and pride than this.

Lang Mo stood still, put Ao Qing on his shoulders, turned around and held Jiang Qing's hand, held Lang Shou high in his palm with his right hand, and walked towards the clansmen standing at the west gate of the city step by step, his eyes swept over Qing, Lang Lie, Tian Yun... and other familiar faces of all clansmen, "My son, Lang Shou, has the blood of the gods flowing in his body, and he has inherited the blood of the dragon. In the future, he will be able to open up territory for my Fengzhu tribe and protect The home of the Black Wolf Clan."

This is Lang Mo's promise to the Wind Tribe. No matter what achievements Lang Shou has made in the future, he will bear the imprint of the Mo Wolf Clan of the Wind Tribe.This point, even he never said it clearly when the wolf painted Jiangyao back then, but the status of the wolf hunter meant that he could not stay in the Beast God Continent.

In this room, Jiang Qing, Qing and the others listened to Lang Mo's words in confusion, but no one asked any questions even though they were puzzled.

As Lang Mo finished speaking, everyone cheered.No matter how many doubts they have in their hearts, at this moment they just need to revel and vent.They understand that even if there are troubles and problems, Langmo will definitely solve them. This is loyalty and trust.

Lang Shou's immature face suddenly became solemn, and quickly turned into a beast under the eyes of everyone.

The half-meter-long golden dragon body uttered low dragon chant, quickly wrapped around Lang Mo's body, and the raised dragon head exuded a majestic coercion.In an instant, the sunny sky above the head was suddenly covered with dark clouds, followed by lightning and thunder.

Seeing this, all the clansmen were not frightened, but enthusiastic.

Standing behind Lang Mo, Ao Qing watched the changes in the sky above her head in amazement, her face turned blue and white, very distorted.

"As expected of the Golden Dragon Clan known as the royal family, you are really weak in this regard, Little Qinglong!" Jing Qing's sarcastic voice unconsciously rang in Ao Qing's ears.

Ao Qing turned her head and saw Jing Qing on his shoulder.The look of staring at Langshou rarely showed horror, and the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe flashed in his soybean-sized eyes.Ao Qing knows why Jing Qing is lucky.

Ao Qing said indifferently: "Qinglong is also called Canglong. It is not impossible for me to surpass him once I complete the evolution."

"It's hard!" Jing Qing sighed.He didn't mean to hurt Ao Qing by saying this, the more noble the bloodline, the more he wants to break through the bloodline restrictions, the dragon bloodline itself stands on top of all beasts, and further evolution is tantamount to nonsense.

"Fifty avenues... There is only a chance of survival. There are no absolutes in the world." Ao Qing's tone was very calm. Dragons have a long lifespan, and he has enough time to squander.

Hearing this, Jing Qing rolled her eyes.I always feel that Ao Qing is showing off and jealous.

So, glancing at Ao Qing's arrogant face, he complained, "What are you pretending to be, Xiao Qinglong just said that you are jealous this time!"

"Jealous? You are the only one who is jealous." Ao Qing grabbed Jing Qing and rubbed her vigorously until Jing Qing was tortured until foaming at the mouth and rolling her eyes.snort!Dare to say that the young master is jealous, so if you don't kill your young master, your surname is the same.

It can only be said that the arrogant and so on should not be provoked casually, and beware of life-threatening.

(End of this chapter)