Apocalyptic Dark Age

Just after taking three or five steps, the beautiful sister behind her suddenly grabbed Tianzhao's sleeve, causing Tianzhao to frown slightly. Then the beautiful sister's snow-white fingers pointed to the surrounding roofs. Looking around, the slightly higher roofs were all standing. Holding a Jialuo, Tianzhao took a few more breaths of cold air.

Tianzhao doesn't know how many houses there are in his tribe. Where thousands of people live, there are quite a few people who can stand. It's so dense that you can't tell how many there are. This is just the seventeenth son of the Lei Jie family traveling. If he is ranked in the front If each of the sixteen is like this, wouldn't it be possible to form a Garo army of thousands of people together? If the young one behaves like this, and the old one behaves the same way, will the number of thousands increase tenfold?

Thinking of this result, all the arrogance in Tianzhao's heart disappeared completely, and he looked at the background of Feng Chenye in front of him with a little more gratitude. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that there would be so many Jia Luo in this world.

Suppressing all his thoughts, Tianzhao winked at the other Jia Luo and followed him respectfully. He was secretly worried in his heart, fearing that he would offend His Highness Seventeenth and turn his hand to turn the entire tribe into ashes. While he was frightened, he was also worried about Gao Feng. After making some hopes, His Highness Seventeenth was unparalleled in power, and he only relied on the family's protection, not his own true ability. Gao Feng was different. He did not give Gao Feng many benefits, but received many benefits from Gao Feng.

A good ancestor can provide shelter for a while. If you just pay off your duties, you can rest on the inheritance of your ancestors and live a prosperous life. If you are restless and ignorant of current affairs, it will inevitably drag down the entire family and turn it into ashes. But having a good son is different. If you are born with talent, you will naturally be able to create a great career. Some of the benefits will not be short of your parents, and you may even become a good ancestor for others.

Thinking of this, Tianzhao felt calm, his face was clear, he was no longer angry, and he was no longer frightened. He followed behind calmly and walked towards the meeting hall that the Tianzhao tribe had inherited for many years. It was not occupied by others at all. Vicious.

As the team stopped, they saw water marks on the large square. The wet stone slabs reflected a faint light, making it look much cleaner. There were twelve more shiny animal skins of different colors surrounding the square. On a hundred meters of ground, an antique backrest seat was placed.

These things are not from the Tianzhao tribe, and I don’t know which of His Highness’s caring subordinates took the trouble to move them down from the floating airship to honor their master. Naturally, His Highness Seventeenth will not be polite, and sits in the only seat with a golden sword, letting him The others stood on the left and right like courtiers, with four beautiful maids vying for beauty standing behind them. The only Split Mountain Garo separated His Highness Seventeenth from the others and controlled the entire scene.

His Royal Highness Seventeenth's handsome and handsome face was calm and expressionless. No one could guess what he was thinking, but from those unkind eyes, it could be seen that he was indeed in a bad mood.

Feng Chenye took the lead and bowed slightly to His Highness Seventeenth, showing respect, and then said loudly:

"It was three days ago that His Highness's flagship was discovered. The Tianzhao tribe responded immediately and sent warriors to hunt down and pursue the pursuit. Unfortunately, those people were too cunning and only killed some insignificant soldiers and let the leader run away. "

Most of what Feng Chenye said was to excuse the Tianzhao tribe, but His Highness Seventeenth did not appreciate it and snorted coldly:

"A tribe so big can't keep an airship with less than a hundred people? What a joke. Let that Sky Claw come up and let me ask what's going on?"

Feng Chenye had long known how cruel and ruthless His Highness Seventeenth Highness was. If Tianzhao was His confidant, it would be better. If not, His Highness Seventeenth Highness would not care about the reason and would kill him first, just to vent the evil in his heart. .

Tianzhao could vaguely hear the conversation between His Highness Seventeenth and Feng Chenye, and he suddenly felt resentful in his heart. His Highness Seventeenth was really not a son of a human being, and he made himself a scapegoat for no reason. No wonder he put on such a big show, and was not looking for a solution. Instead, he wanted to take the opportunity to ruin the hundreds of years of foundation of the Tianzhao tribe.

Tianzhao knew that taking this step would mean a narrow escape from death. His Highness Seventeenth could just find a reason to kill him. It was just a trivial matter. From the coldness and irritability in His Highness's eyes, it could be seen that the other party was eager to resist. This would justify the destruction of the entire Wild West.

I thought of the many battles in the Western Wilderness and how many people died to achieve today's situation. I also thought of the hard work of the peak and how much materials and energy were used to gradually develop from the original dangerous situation to the current foundation. No matter what, Tianzhao No outsiders are allowed to destroy it.

Tianzhao took a step forward without any hesitation. With this step, dozens or hundreds of qi machines suddenly locked onto him. Whether it was Jialuo who was on guard on the surrounding roofs or Jialuo who was standing below His Highness Seventeenth Prince, all of them were Xiang Tianzhao looked over and warned him without any scruples that as long as he made the slightest mistake, he would be beaten to a pulp by dozens of Garos at the same time.

Feng Chenye looked at Tianzhao with pity. He also knew that it was useless to talk more. His Highness Seventeenth did not come to the floating airship at all. Just from the fact that His Highness Seventeenth did not summon Tianzhao and him in the airship, it can be seen that so many Jia Luo When dispatched, His Highness Seventeenth brought almost three-quarters of the force. Not to mention taking down a few Earth-level Garos, it would be effortless even to attack a middle-class family with a Hanjun Garo.

Sister Meili, Heman and others watched Tianzhu go out, and their hearts suddenly aroused the anger of rabbit death and fox sorrow. They couldn't help but take a step forward to hold Tianzhu, but were restrained in place by the pressure coming from the sky. They looked up. , on the roof of the building next to them, a one-eyed and fierce Xianjun Jialuo was looking at them with disdain, his eyes full of teasing and provocative looks, constantly releasing Xianjun Jialuo's aura, turning this group of Jialuo, who was the tallest and the most aggressive, into the air. Luo suppressed him tightly, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him.

Several weak Jia Luozhong were the first to be unable to hold on, and fell to the ground with their legs, holding the ground with their hands and shaking all over. Drops of cold sweat oozed from the bridge of their foreheads and noses, condensing on the tip of their noses, and then they dropped. Then came the brutal and other two and a half Bu Xianfeng, they supported for a little longer, and the pressure they suffered was ten times that of the Jialuo people before. When they fell, they didn't even have a chance to kneel down, and they fainted one after another.

Only the beautiful sister still persisted. The waves of coercion made her feel like an inflated balloon, constantly inflating. She tightened the special leather jacket on her body. The beautiful sister, who transformed into a super fat girl, looked up at Xianjun Jialuo. The layers of fat hanging down from the chin trembled in layers, which made Xianjun Jialuo feel tired for a while. He suddenly removed the pressure and disappeared in place. The beautiful sister who was suddenly relaxed could no longer hold on, just relying on With a fierce persistence, without external pressure, he lost the stubbornness of his previous persistence and fell to the ground.

Tianzhao knew what had happened without turning around, and an unprecedented sadness surged in his heart. The sound of ordinary people's bodies falling to the ground behind him was like a thunderous sound in his mind. Tianzhao was not angry, or even angry. Regardless of any changes in his expression, he still remained as calm as before. Under the supervision of dozens of Gallo, he walked towards His Highness Seventeenth Prince.

Tianzhao knew that he could not act rashly. A slight change would give those Jialuo an excuse to kill him. Once they did, the entire tribe would be destroyed. Even if he was filled with boundless resentment and sorrow, he could not act rashly. Even if he died, he could not drag down the tribe.

His seventeenth highness's cold and indifferent eyes did not pay attention to Tianzhu, but only glanced at the buildings of Tianzhao tribe. The position just happened to allow him to overlook the entire Tianzhao tribe, and he could even see beyond the wall and see the green fields outside. He couldn't help but A bit of loneliness has emerged, showing a lazy decadence.

"Your Highness Seventeenth, Tianzhao's son is Your Excellency Xuantian. Lady Youming has officially become Split Mountain Jialuo. As a direct descendant of the Xuan Ye family, Split Mountain, she has taken charge of Xuan Ye's dark department and can be a source of external aid..."

When Feng Chenye saw Tianzhao, who had a calm face but was surrounded by the aura of death, he couldn't help but plead with His Highness Seventeenth Prince again. No matter what, Tianzhao treated him with great courtesy these days. He also admired Tianzhao very much during their exchanges over the past few days. He was born in a small tribe, traveled across the wilderness, and built such a big foundation. He never had any supplies or any guidance to grow into an outstanding mid-level person. Such a task was in vain and was killed by the Seventeenth Highness out of anger. It was really disappointing. People regret it.