Fog Survival

For old guys like them, the long-accumulated conflicts can be ignored.

But as the situation develops, their descendants will not think so.

Originally some small things, under the fermentation of time, have long become irreconcilable conflicts.

Even more and more, leaving a lot of headaches.

When Kong Jin thought of what might happen, he felt dizzy, his blood was blocked, and he sighed.

"Are your uncle Qin Yan and the others... in conflict?"

Hearing Kong Jin's question, Qin Zhi's eyes flickered, and his eyes looking at Qi Yuan and Kong Jin were still full of vigilance.

But in the end, he nodded and said, "Uncle Xin He went to ask Uncle Feng Xu for an explanation because of the incident when he was a child, but in the end, he died in the Feng tribe for some unknown reason."

"The two started fighting, Uncle Qin Yan and Uncle Zhou Ye wanted to stop the fight, but they were injured, and the situation became more and more serious..."

Listening to Qin Zhi's story, Kong Jin felt that his high blood pressure was about to flare up.

"Again, it was because of those trivial things when he was a child? These bastards are really..."

Kong Jin was so angry that he couldn't say anything, and he just felt that his anger was surging in his heart.

But he felt helpless in his heart. Living in a small world, unable to contact outsiders, it is destined to be a closed circle of life.

Although in terms of strength, the elders in the tribe can provide guidance, allowing them to easily reach the rare level or even the perfect level.

But in terms of character and behavior, they can't help them.

This has led to many people being uncles, but still as children, lacking sophistication and the ability to deal with things.

After calming down, Kong Jin said in a sullen voice: "Take me over to have a look. I hope these guys haven't done anything too extreme."

Qin Zhi hesitated a little, but when he met Kong Jin's eyes, he immediately swallowed his saliva and hurried to lead the way.

Although he didn't know Kong Jin's current state, the majesty in his eyes did not change at all.

As he went deeper, through the forest and mountains, he went straight to the wind attribute tribe.

Things happened there, and people gathered there.

Kong Jin was anxious, so he walked very fast. The journey that was originally 30 minutes was directly reached in 15 minutes.

Before they saw the figure, the smell of blood came from a distance, which made several people frown, and they clearly had a bad premonition in their hearts.

Kong Jin and Zhou Ji walked forward quickly, and the scene in front of them appeared in front of everyone.

There were four or five bodies lying on the ground, and many people were seriously injured and dying.

In the field, dozens of figures stood and surrounded one of them.

"Feng Xu, are you crazy? Do you really not care about everyone's friendship?"

The man surrounded in the middle was covered in blood, his eyes were red, and his hands holding the weapon were shaking slightly.

He snorted coldly and said, "Friendship? Don't talk to me about friendship. If Xin He talked about friendship, would he wait for the old village chief and others to die and then come to trouble me?"

"If you talked about friendship, would you come together to ask for an explanation? Even indiscriminately, you killed my sister!"

"Friendship? If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! Things have become like this today, so everyone will have a hard time."

Qin Yan stood by, holding a red machete in his hand, his face gloomy and embarrassed, and he didn't speak for a long time.

There are other people around, such as Zhou Ye, who are now the heads of the tribes.

Although their strength and reputation are not as good as those of Kong Jin and other old people, they can be regarded as the backbone.

Now, when things have developed to this point, they obviously have no ability to control the situation.

"You crazy beast, Xin He just came to talk to you, and you killed him directly. I think you have been bloodthirsty for a long time and I can't let you stay!"

As he said, a middle-aged man pressed forward all the way, his eyes full of hatred and anger, and he killed decisively.

Qi Yuan looked at the scene in front of him. Although most people didn't know him, they didn't know what happened, let alone what conflicts they had.

But one thing is clear: this is the current situation, which should have been completely under control.

So many people died, and they were all elites in each tribe. It is conceivable that they have torn their faces.

Kong Jin couldn't help it anymore, and stepped out directly, and his powerful momentum instantly suppressed the whole scene.

Everyone present, whether they were talking, ready to fight, or trying to persuade and stop the fight... all stopped in an instant.

A vast and powerful aura, like the sea, instantly encompassed all of them, bringing endless death and silence.

"Who?!"

The few people who were also perfect turned their heads almost instantly.

The moment they saw Kong Jin, they felt a little strange and scared at first, and then a thoughtful look emerged.

Because Kong Jin's current image was too familiar to them.

The five old men who escaped looked so old and haggard when they were finally transported back, and they remained like this until they died.

And the person in front of them, although he was so old that he couldn't see his image, still made them feel familiar.

"You... are you Grandpa Kong Jin?"

The first to react was Kong Jin's own clansman, and a look of surprise immediately appeared in his eyes.

The next second, he saw Qi Yuan and others behind him, and discovered that Kong Jin's body was special.

Just as he was about to rush forward, he immediately stepped back a few steps and looked at Kong Jin in front of him vigilantly.

"Who are you? Grandpa Kong Jin is dead. He died on the battlefield. It is impossible for him to appear here."

But he thought about it again. When he saw Qi Yuan behind him, he seemed to understand again: "Haha, it was Qi Yuan, you bastard, who did it? Grandpa Kong Jin is dead, and you dare to use his body to deceive us. You are worse than a beast."

Other people reacted immediately and stared at Qi Yuan with hatred.

If it weren't for him, the small world tribe would not have fallen, the powerful elders would not have died, and there would be no farce now.

The initiator of everything is the man in front of him.

Now he is using the bodies of their elders to make them feel chilled and hateful.

"Little bastard, stop imagining it. Do you really treat me as a decoration?"

Kong Jin roared, and his deep voice pierced through the sky, making everyone's ears buzz.

The familiar tone shocked everyone, and they couldn't figure out whether Kong Jin in front of them was real or fake.

Reason told them that Kong Jin had died a long time ago, and the person in front of them was definitely not their elder.

But the facts told them that the person in front of them was not fake.

Kong Jin knew their concerns, and he snorted coldly, saying: "Qin Yan, you kid took advantage of Kong Shi to go to the toilet and threw the fire cracking stone into the pit, and Kong Shi was blown away!"

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