A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 522 I'm...

"Who are you?" Mu Long was slightly stunned, and pushed the door open.

Just now, he, Lance and the others were walking outside when they suddenly heard Jupiter's high-pitched scream.

Yes, let's stop by and have a look.

Although I resent Jupiter's betrayal, I am greedy.But after being cherished for so many years, even if the old friendship is gone, Mulong still misses Jupiter, otherwise he would have given Jupiter to Qiu Tie.

After pushing the door open, I saw two people shivering under the kitchen table.

Pale face, as if seeing a ghost.

At first glance, I heard Mulong's voice.

Surprise flashed across the eyes of the two people hiding under the table. Although Mulong was authoritarian and overbearing, at least he would not torture them.For Mu Long, most of the women in the Black Wood Tribe did not dislike Mu Long, but rather respected him.

At this moment, I saw Mulong returning.

Immediately, he got out from under the table.

Looking timidly into the bedroom, he whispered: "Muzhu brought Jupiter into the room, we are a little worried—" Mulong's expression changed instantly even though he didn't say much.

He raised his foot, walked into the bedroom and kicked it.

"Touch!" There was a loud noise.

Mu Zhu turned his head and cursed: "Who dares to interrupt my work!"

In the Heimu tribe, Mu Hai was slaughtered, and Mu Zhu was considered Mulong's first confidant, so Mulong and Leiding went to the Forest of Death to participate in the hunting meeting.He entrusted the Black Wood Tribe to Muzhu to take care of it. Mulong knew Muzhu well, and he was not very capable, but he was a fool.

Today, Lance inquired about the wooden pillar in an insinuating manner.

Mu Long's heart sank, he was not stupid, Mu Zhu must have done something taboo when Lance asked like that.At the beginning, what happened to Mu Hai left a thorn in Mu Long's heart, he hated the one who betrayed his master the most.

"It's me!" Mu Long said coldly.

Staring indifferently at Mu Zhu's disheveled clothes, Jupiter under him was like a fish landing on the shore, his eyes were stiff and convulsed, and he looked like a half-dead man.Although he didn't like Juxing, but seeing Juxing's miserable state, Mulong's heart was full of anger for no reason, he raised his foot towards the wooden pillar and kicked the wooden pillar out of the door.

"Get out!" said coldly.

Mu Zhu quickly pulled up his trousers, bent over to cover his kicked stomach, and fled in embarrassment.

"You guys come in and clean up for Juxing—" Mulong looked complicated, looked at Juxing twice, turned and walked out.

Let the two women outside the house go in to help Juxing clean up, then smiled wryly at Lance, and said, "Sorry! I made you laugh, Mu Zhu didn't do things so messy before..." I wanted to explain a few words, but when I opened my mouth, I didn't know How should I go on.

Simply, he smiled awkwardly.

Lance's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at a dark corner outside the house.

Quietly made a gesture, and then smiled casually: "Be careful in the future, tribal women can hold up half the sky, if Aunt Qing and the others see what happened today, the wooden pillar will peel off its skin even if it doesn't die."

Lance's tone was casual, but there was blood in his words.

Mu Long froze suddenly, although he didn't know who Aunt Qing was?But it didn't prevent him from getting to know Luo Shan. With Luo Shan's strong strength and violent temperament, she would often catch Falcon and beat him violently if he disagreed with each other.He had fought Falcon before, and he couldn't do fifty strokes under Falcon's hands.Although knowing that Falcon would avoid Luo Shan to some extent, but he was able to beat Falcon down, it is not difficult to see that Luo Shan is definitely not weak.

At least, it will never be much inferior to him...

"Uh..." Mu Long was stunned, and lost his voice: "I understand, I will strictly control these people in the future, let them do things more safely, and don't just vent their anger on women."

Mu Long explained in a low voice, and now, the Black Wood Tribe has become a member of Tianlang Village.All their means of survival are controlled by the Wind Chasing Tribe, how dare he have the vigorous attitude of the past?However, looking at every plant and tree in the Heavenly Wolf Village, he had to admit that the environmental conditions of the Heavenly Wolf Village alone were several times stronger than those of the Blackwood Tribe.

Therefore, he did not regret abandoning the clan, but chose the Wind Tribe.

Good birds choose wood to perch.

Although he knew that the Tianshi clan had also come, he was confident.

Don't you see, Lang Mo was standing at the entrance of Taoyuan, forcing Yi Cheng and Feng Luan to compromise with just a few words.He was almost killed. He had never seen such arrogance before. Even when the Tianhe clan was at its peak, he didn't dare to challenge the Tianshi clan like this.

At this moment, Mulong completely lost his mind.

Get ready, grab the big fish of the Wind Chasing Tribe, and tie the Blackwood Tribe and the Wind Chasing Tribe together completely.Even if it is an affiliated tribe, it will not hesitate.After all, being an affiliated tribe of the Tianshi Clan is life, and being an affiliated tribe of the Wind Chasing Tribe is also life. Since life is better in the Chasing Wind Tribe, why can't he choose?

Mulong himself is not stupid, otherwise he would not be the only one among the many tribes in the land of Qingqiu who could be close to Qiu Tie.

"Well! That's right." Lance nodded, and said again: "For the matter of reclamation, try to speed up, the seedlings have been cultivated and can be transplanted at any time. Someone will take care of the matter at the market, you don't have to worry about it, watch the sky Once the people in Wolf Village find out who is in contact with the people at the market, do you know what to do?"

Lance's handsome face instantly revealed a terrifying murderous intent.

Killing chickens and monkeys, and beating them appropriately is more conducive to some people making wise choices.

When Lance isn't having a fit, he's pretty safe.

This is also the reason why Lang Mo would give Mulong to him to watch.

In this respect, Lance did better than Mocha.And letting Mocha deal with people from the clan is because of Mocha's taciturn attitude.No matter how intimidating or tempting the two clans are, Mocha is basically indifferent. After a long time, no matter how cunning a fox is, he dare not underestimate Mocha.

They are not afraid of being cunning, they are afraid of meeting the kind of person who is as immovable as a mountain no matter what you say.When they meet this kind of person, they can't exert their energy.

Mu Long nodded heavily, with a dignified expression on his face.

Obviously, no matter how many people from Qingnan came this time, the Zhufeng Tribe did not intend to compromise.

Thinking of the strength of the Wind Tribe, Mu Long felt proud in his heart.

Thinking about it, just now he looked at the weapons glowing with gloom on the tall and majestic city wall, the hairs on the back of Mulong's neck stood upside down, and his limbs felt cold.Can't imagine what it would be like to be injured by those weapons?Just thinking about it made him feel scared.

From the bottom of my heart, I became more and more curious about Taoyuan.

Redding once promised him that as long as he keeps his own place and does his job well.

In Taoyuan, sooner or later there will be a place for him.

This seat represents the approval of the Chasing Wind Tribe for him, and only those who are approved can step into Taoyuan.Looking up at the tall and majestic city wall, Mulong couldn't wait to get closer to the city gate that separated the two worlds. At the same time, he also knew that this idea can only be thought in the bottom of his heart at most——

"I understand." Mulong said decisively.

No matter who dares to block his thoughts of entering Taoyuan, he will not show mercy.

Leaning sideways, with Mu Longsen's cold expression, Lance nodded happily.That's right, what he wanted was this expression, playing hard and soft, which he believed he could do no worse than Reading.

(End of this chapter)