The Yunhe tribe is no longer as quiet as before. Although the sound of fighting on the battlefield cannot be heard here, the smell of blood spreading out makes these people feel resentment.

One by one, a series of wailing sounds came from the Yunhe tribe, most of which came from some women, crying with their dead husbands, and some children who were crying with Zhan Wang. Lu Ke's wife sobbed in the room, and Lu Ke was lying on the wooden bed, who had broken his left arm, and Lu Ke looked solemn, closed his eyes, without comfort, and did not express any sigh.

Listening to these wailing sounds, the patriarch stood on the wooden platform, looking at the sky of his wish, as if he was staring at something, for a long time, for a long time...

Yun Yan was still at the place where Mr. Wan was helping Mr. Wan to take care of something within her ability. For her, she was already so skilled that she had almost a moment of skill.

Everyone has complexity in their hearts. In this fierce battle that lasted for several months, their eyes were dull, as if they had lost their former charm. However, they were still persevering, even if the corpses were carried back to the Yunhe Tribe.

Even Mr. Wan was the same. Although he was constantly treating the injured, the medicinal materials of the Yunhe tribe gradually decreased. On the way to reduce, he saw with his own eyes that some soldiers died due to the shortage of medicinal materials. Seeing the injured die was undoubtedly not a huge blow to a person who was obsessed with elixirs and medical skills.

On a mountain standing near the Yunhe Tribe, a tombstone was erected densely, forming a graveyard. At this moment, some soldiers were digging the soil on the ground. When the hoe dug the soil, it contained the resentment they did not say in their hearts, and it seemed very powerful. Until they buried the dead soldier in the soil and kept him in his home forever, they stood up, with a serious expression and sprinkled a lot of money paper. These money papers were like the dead soldier. Although they fluttered with the wind throughout their lives, they finally fell into the area of ​​the Yunhe Tribe.

The continuous battle made them gradually tired. When the green in the Red Flame Peak gradually turned red, a bleak wind appeared in the mountains. The wind came with a slight ray of wind, mixed with the wolf smoke on the battlefield, autumn came quietly.

Autumn should be the season of harvest, and everyone in the tribe should have a gratifying smile on their faces, but in this autumn, in this harvest season, the people in the Yunhe tribe still looked dull and seemed a little sad.

Even those who were harvesting rice in the fields at this moment were not happy, and there were even some who accidentally cut their fingers when they were distracted, obviously merged with this autumn, as if they dyed the green trees in the Red Flame Peak red with this autumn.

Yun Yan seemed to have not thought of Bai Shi for a long time. Until today, Old Wan sighed and said, "The 'Hehe San' was taught to me to temper Bai Shi. Now if Bai Shi was there, he would definitely have many ways to prevent these soldiers from dying."

This words suddenly touched Yun Yan's heart, causing her body to tremble, and the words "Bai Shi" echoed in her mind. However, what she left for her at this moment was more resentment, as if she was complaining about why Bai Shi was so heartless. She chose to leave when the Yunhe tribe was in the most dangerous situation.

Time flies, the Red Flame Peak, which is like a mangrove, begins to wither and leaves begin to fall. It becomes bare in an instant. At this moment, a cold wind blows from the sky, and white snow is sandwiched in this cold wind.

The snow covered the Chiyan Peak, making the Chiyan Peak covered with a layer of silver quilt. From a distance, it looked like a snow mountain, continuous.

The snow brought by winter seemed to cover the morale of the soldiers, making them not continue to fight in recent days. They were immersed in the warmth brought by the bonfire and seemed exhausted and sleepy.

Yunyan looked up at the white snow in the sky. At this moment, these floating white snow were like dead soldiers. Although life was scattered in the wind, her soul often surrounds the Yunhe tribe and never leaves her.

There was a white snow on the shoulders and even on the head of the patriarch. It seemed that because his body had lost its heat and could not melt the white snow, making his body look like a stone statue, covered by snow.

In the Seven Evil Tribe, in the camp, a man wearing a mask slowly stood up. There were countless crystals piled up in front of him, and the spiritual energy in these crystals had been absorbed by him. His eyes were still indifferent, and he slowly walked out of the camp.

At this moment, a warrior was greeted with fists and bowing. The warrior was wearing thick armor, and the armor made a crackling sound as his body moved.

"It seems that after a day of rest, we should also take the initiative to ask for some crystals from the Yunhe Tribe."

After the masked man finished speaking, he immediately saw the man in armor responding, nodded, and quickly left, then stood on a higher area and blew the horn.

The sound of the horn alarmed the soldiers of the seven evil tribe who were sleepy but were ready to go on the field to kill the enemy, causing them to be stunned one by one and quickly ran to the place where the sound of the horn was made.

At the same time, the sound of the horns in the Yunhe Tribe warriors seemed to be heard. This sound made them restless in the garrison. The sound made them more alert and often prepared to kill the enemy.

War may continue at any time!

Late at night, when these warriors of the Yunhe Tribe seemed to be still waiting for the war to come, they saw the night sky with stars. If the stars in the night sky were floating white snow, it would look even dazzling at this moment.

When they looked at this moment, they saw countless meteors passing by in the sky. These countless meteors passing by instantly illuminating the Red Flame Peak in the darkness and alarming all the people who were stationed.

"That's the sky." A warrior suddenly exclaimed.

This exclamation woke the soldiers who had a little rest, and made their sleeping eyes suddenly open, and they saw a strange scene at this moment. This scene made them all shocked. It was as if they saw a meteor shower.

"How could it be so weird?" When a man woke up from his deep sleep, he opened his eyes and his face twitched quickly.

In an instant, the meteor shower suddenly filled the entire sky, like a column of light passing through the night sky.

Not only the warriors of the Yunhe Tribe saw this meteor shower, but even the people of the Seven Evil Tribe also saw this strange scene. This scene completely attracted their attention, making them almost forget that tomorrow was the time to declare war on the Yunhe Tribe at this moment.

They all had doubts in their eyes, and even under this doubt, a kind of uneasiness appeared in their hearts. This uneasiness was inexplicable, making them unable to find the starting point or the end point.

The sound of restlessness made the masked man in the camp walk out of the camp, look at the sky, stand with his hands behind his back, frowning his eyebrows, his eyes no longer as indifferent as before, but showed doubts. Like these soldiers, it seemed as if he was wondering why the scene that happened at this moment was so strange.

Even the clan leader of the Yunhe tribe knew that he saw a scene in the sky. When he saw the meteor shower in the sky that cut through the night sky like a pillar of light, he frowned, and at this moment, he saw the moon in the night sky. At this moment, he was actually covered by something.

Yun Yan looked at these meteor showers, thinking about something, but her figure seemed a little melancholy. As if she had thought of something, it was a scene on a mountain, a quiet night with another person looking at the stars.

Almost every tribe who was panicked all day long saw the meteor shower in the sky at this moment. When this strange scene surprised them, they felt calm that had not appeared in their hearts for a long time. It seemed that they were completely attracted by this strange scene, leaving everything aside.

"Is it the souls of those dead warriors transformed into?"

The patriarch standing on the wooden platform was still covered with snow on his shoulders and head, as if this posture had not changed for a long time. At this moment, the slight frowning of his eyebrows made him look a little more life-than-time. He looked at these meteor showers and felt puzzled in his heart, and under this doubt, a trace of thought appeared in his heart. This thought belonged to a kind of nostalgia and memory.

This meteor shower did not last long. After a few breaths, when these meteor showers gradually dissipated, a tremor suddenly appeared in most of the Red Flame Peak. The tremor seemed to come from the depths of the ground, like an earthquake.

It trembled everyone's hearts, causing their eyebrows to show doubts. When they suddenly saw that the last meteor disappeared, under the moon, there seemed to be a stream of energy, and this almost invisible energy actually gathered slowly in an instant, as if it was turning into a phantom!
Chapter completed!