All Lords: Moving Castle of the Undead Runaway

“Please sit.”

The two walked into the thatched house, Mu Mu raised his hand to lead the way, Li Ziyu turned his head and looked around, the ground was covered with hay, simply sat cross-legged on the ground, Mu Mu sat down with a grin, and the wound bleed again.

Li Ziyu looked straight and grinned, that is, the minotaur’s body is strong, and the wounds on his body can still be held hard, if he is covered with wounds, he would have already been gazed at this time, and he still sat down, sitting hair, the pain hurt to death, “You, do you want to bandage it first?” Mu

Mu originally wanted to say no, but felt that his physical strength was constantly draining, so if he went on like this, I was afraid that he would have to faint without saying two words, sighed, turned around and found a bunch of grass and flowers, put it in his mouth and chewed the juice all over, and then applied it to the wound.

The tribesmen have their own way of living, the medicines they use are all natural, the effect is good, the herbs are applied to the wound, the blood quickly stops, the pain is replaced by numbness, there is a cool feeling, the frown gradually stretches, and the look is no longer painful.

After the pain eased, Mu Mu put down the herbs, drank his saliva, and raised his eyes to look at Li Ziyu, “Thank you again for your help.” Looking

over those herbs, Li Ziyu was pondering whether he should also prepare some, it looked quite useful, heard Mu Mu’s words, waved his hand, “Don’t care too much, we are friends.”

Anyway, I don’t lose money to save you, I will accept the corpse of the demonized minotaur, although it is not used now, but special materials will always be valuable.

As the old saying goes, multiple friends have multiple roads, multiple wronged families and many walls, he is a traverser, he has no roots in the other world, and he can’t find anyone to help if something happens, it is naturally good to be able to make two more friends, especially the aborigines, the relationship is complicated, who knows when he will get help.

After thinking about it, he spoke again, “By the way, what are you going to do next?” Is it to continue living here?

Li Ziyu’s question silenced Mu Mu, yes, they blocked the attack of the demonized minotaur, so what next, are they still living in the ancestral land?

The originally small tribe, after this battle, the attrition is serious, the minotaurs are not a very fast breeding race, relying on the existing population, it seems to be a difficult thing to continue living, he does not know that there are no more demonized minotaurs to attack them, there is a threat of demonizing minotaurs, they will not live very smoothly.

Many orcs are attached to the land, easily will not leave their original territory, the minotaurs are the same, the ancestral land is the root for them, if they leave the root, it is duckweed, the feeling of being down-to-earth is the best, they do not want to leave the ancestral land.

Can they continue to live without leaving their ancestral land?

This time it is more than a hundred demonized minotaurs, next time, will there be more, what defense do they have to rely on, every time the demonized minotaurs come, do they have to go to the undead to help. The undead lord is his friend, not his father, why come to help them every time, help once is friendship, help twice is kindness, it is impossible to help them all the time. Mu Mu is not an ordinary minotaur warrior, he is the

patriarch, on his shoulders, carrying the Tabu tribe, his task is not to bring his relatives and friends to endlessly fight with the demonized minotaur and contribute to the wasteland, but to let the Tabu tribe survive in the wasteland, and the tribesmen can live better and better. Before the battle,

he wanted to hold the ancestral land, and the blood surging in his chest made him choose to find allies and demonize the minotaurs to start a war, and after the battle, the blood receded, the clan was reduced by nearly half, leaving the old and young, the tribe was destroyed to pieces, and faced the threat of possible reappearance.

All this made Mu Mou wonder if he had made the wrong decision in the first place, whether he should have listened to the advice of the elders, abandoned his station, fled to other places, and sought temporary stability.

No, it’s not like that! Mu

Mu shook his head and vetoed the idea that demonizing the Minotaurs were not ordinary invaders, they did not come for the land, they came to kill and demonize more Minotaurs.

Even if he escapes with his people, the demonized minotaurs will chase them closely and give them no time to rest until all their clansmen die, and there are too many such examples.

Fight them and destroy them to win more time!

Li Ziyu quietly did opposite Mu Mu, watching the expression on his face constantly change, occasionally frowning, occasionally shaking his head, occasionally relaxing, waiting for a long time, and did not see him speak, so he said, “I give you a suggestion, I don’t know if you want to listen to it.”

“Please say, my friend.” Mu Mu looked up when he heard the sound.

“Come with me, take the rest of your people, follow me, join me.” Li Ziyu said softly.

“Come with you…?” Mu Mu was stunned for a moment, who is the other party, the lord of the undead, go with him, is it to transform all his people into undead.

In this matter, Li Ziyu has long thought that the mobile fortress will become larger and larger, and it can also unite other fortresses to become a city-state-like existence, is it possible to summon more races to join?

It should be possible, all races live together, under the rule of the undead, live a harmonious life, this future, how beautiful, among these races there will be fox people, snake people, rabbit people …

Ah, definitely not, because of the undead … Fairness, well, yes, is fairness, and those beautiful women of all races, it has nothing to do with it, because the undead can create a harmonious, fair and loving world, that’s it, that’s right.

Say that the undead are fair, there should not be too many people to object, after all, everyone pursues things that are not the same at all, most races pursue rights, wealth, women, for the undead, it is simply not needed, food, accommodation, etc., the undead do not care, in some ways, these bone undead can be said to be saints without desire.

People’s competition for fame and fortune is a passing cloud in the eyes of the undead, they can become saints without desire, the fairest judge, arbiter, fearless of life and death, can make them powerful conquerors, defenders.

How do you see it, the undead can make a picture of the peaceful and prosperous world that various theories in the past life want to see, right?

Nothing is wrong, it makes sense.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, just experiment, if the Minotaurs can survive in the mobile fortress, then other races should also be able to do it, and then there will be fox people, snake people, and rabbit people living in the fortress…

Li Ziyu thought very well, but it was not like this in Mu Mu’s ears, how he felt that the undead leader in front of him mainly turned them into skeletons and took them away, and his expression became not very good-looking, “We don’t want to become undead.”

“Well, what becomes an undead? I didn’t say I wanted to turn you into undead, I mean you moved to live on my fortress, and as you can see, my fortress has become bigger and has enough space for you. Li Ziyu scratched his head and looked at Mu Mu puzzled.

Is that what it means? Mu

Mu was also stunned, not to become an undead, but to live on the fortress, thinking of the mobile fortress outside that had become much larger than before, he suddenly felt a little moved.