Apocalyptic Dark Age

"Who are you...?" A deserted man came out and shouted loudly from a distance. The voice had a thick local accent, but he could hear it clearly. Luo Xing glanced at the deserted man surrounding her who was not ready to take action immediately. Slowly letting go, he wanted to tell his identity, but then he remembered that the deserters had suffered heavy losses under the Fortress of Despair, so he said:

"I'm from the Sky Claw Tribe..." After saying that, Luo Xing stared at Huang Ren with blazing eyes. She didn't realize that what she said was another test, a test of the Sky Claw Tribe, a test of Tian Claw Tribe. The impression of the Claw tribe in the minds of these desert people.

Huangren looked at each other and whispered something. They couldn't hear clearly from too far away, but Luo Xing keenly discovered that Huangren's attitude was very different, and his guard against her was relaxed. Many people even secretly He looked at her carefully, treating her as a woman, not an intruder with an unknown purpose.

"Go over there, be careful of that bastard with pigtails on his forehead..." The deserters dispersed, and the deserters in the distance also returned to their respective areas, leaving Luo Xing confused. She just tried it out casually, but she actually stopped To the effect?

Luoxing walked more vigilantly among the deserters. The deserters just looked at her, but showed no hostility. Their eyes were only curious, without evil lust. In this way, she crossed a third of the camp, but He was stopped by a group of desolate warriors with thin bodies, yellow tattoos on their faces, and braids on their foreheads.

The desert people come from different tribes and have different customs. Some people shave the hair on their heads, leaving only the hair on the edges, just like the Mediterranean hairstyle. Some people wear wild beast fangs on their ears to make the ear holes very large. Others wear tiny animal leg bones in their nostrils, like dogs with bones in their mouths.

This group of deserters is completely different from other deserters. They are more savage and aggressive. They look at the planet with unabashed greed and covetousness. Several of them whisper to each other and make obscene laughter. Others Several people licked their lips and touched their thighs, which seemed to be itching.

"I'm from the Sky Claw tribe..." Luo Xing didn't want to cause too much trouble, but she didn't expect that she had clean and fair cheeks, black and shiny hair, and tailored clothes, with clear and plump curves. The figure is truly a delicacy in the eyes of these barren people.

"Haha, a woman from the Sky Claw Tribe? I just want to taste the women from the Sky Claw Tribe..." A deserted man appeared and walked straight towards Luo Xing. Luo Xing couldn't help but retreat, his eyes flashed coldly, and she discovered The backside has been blocked by the deserted people who have gathered around.

"Hurry up and kill her after you finish it. Don't let the Skyclaw tribe find out. Although we are not afraid of them, it would be better if there is less trouble..."

Another deserted man also came out, saying these words that made Dou Xing angry, and pulled away the tattered cloth strip on his waist, ready to do something on the spot, but the piece of cloth was still in his hand, and the dark and ugly guy had just been When the others saw it, they raised their necks and fell straight to the ground.

Luo Xing appeared from behind the man, his eyes as cold as frost, but the deserters shouted loudly and rushed towards Luo Xing together. More than ten people gathered together and rushed towards Luo Xing like a chicken. The violence and anger in their eyes were enough to kill Luo Xing. Anyone would be frightened to death, but the figure of the planet was beyond their grasp.

In a few flashes, the Adam's apples of each and every desolate man were fragile and shattered. A clear sound was followed by the muffled sound of a human body falling to the ground. In less than a minute, more than ten desolate people with malicious intentions died on the ground. But this also caused a commotion in the desert camp. Countless desert people screamed, and the sound of sirens caused more desert people to gather from all directions.

The encirclement formed by thousands of people was like an iron bridge. Even the strong and vigorous Luo Xing had no choice but to be isolated in the middle. The Huang people shouted loudly, forming a huge sound wave and attacking Luo Xing in waves. Luo Xing became panicked. , she had never had this kind of experience. Thousands of people surrounded her. Even if everyone spat, they could drown her, let alone win the battle.

"Kill!! Kill!!! Kill!!!!"

Roars burst out from the mouths of the Huangren warriors, like thunder exploding in the ears of Quxing. Quxing is just a protector. Although she has reached the height of half-step to show her strength, she is still afraid in the face of the oppression and intimidation of thousands of people. , the protector can be killed by ordinary people. Even if she can kill fifty or one hundred desolate people, she can't kill two hundred or one thousand desolate people. Quantity can sometimes overwhelm quality.

"She is from the Sky Claw Tribe..., she is from the Sky Claw Tribe, she cannot be killed..."

An uncoordinated sound came from the shouts of thousands of people, but it was dozens of desolate people who were shouting loudly. These desolate people were also the first people to come into contact with the planet. Their shouts made more and more shouts gradually disappeared, and in the end less than one-fifth of the desolate people were still shouting.

"What kind of virtue are the people of the Lukui tribe? You also know that they are the protectors of the Sky Claw tribe. Killing them is in vain. Do you want to fall out with the Sky Claw tribe over the things raised by these gerbils?" "

The shouts made more voices disappear, leaving the surrounded Quxing confused, but he was not stupid enough to explain and waited for the matter to pass. Unfortunately, there were not only people who defended her, but also people with ulterior motives.

Hundreds of desolate men with pigtails on their heads, like hungry wolves and ferocious desolate men, squeezed out from the crowd, holding various weapons in their hands and pointing at the planet. The strongest guy among them shouted with a loud voice:

"How to prove that she is from the Tianclaw tribe..."

As he shouted, the Huangren warriors around him raised their weapons and made loud noises. Luoxing's face suddenly turned blue. She really didn't know what Gao Feng's name was in the Tianclaw tribe, and what was his identity?

"Someone from the Sky Claw Tribe is here..."

Just when Luo Xing was most entangled, an exclamation came from the distance. The next moment, many Huang people dispersed on their own initiative, leaving Luo Xing and the group of guys where they were, making it clear that they would not participate, and more people began to stand in the distance. In the past, far away from this side, there were less than a thousand desert warriors left in place.

A neat group of warriors walked slowly towards this side, walking at the same frequency. There were less than a hundred warriors in this group, but they were uniformly dressed in metal armor, holding steel spears with brilliant flags in their hands, and on their backs. There is also a long knife hung with bright red linen, and a golden mask on his face.

The murderous aura exuded by this group of warriors made many desolate people lower their heads unconsciously. It also made the eyes of the group of braids flash, and many people moved anxiously, as if they wanted to come over.

"Lord Xuantian..." Luo Xing saw Gao Feng walking in the front, with firm cheeks and disparate eyes, and couldn't help but shout out, with grievance and sadness in his tone, but Gao Feng did not look at her more, but with a The team walked straight towards the sky braid.

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