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Chapter 1909 Changing into a Painted Leather Dress Chishui Goddess

Yun Xi looked at Feng Danyuan with some surprise, not only because he had said so many words to her, but also because of what he said.

The same is true for Nanming.

Both of them also understood that although Feng Danyuan said there were two choices, in fact there was only one. Because of the strength of the human race now, and also because the Chishui tribe could no longer accept such a huge sacrifice like before.

Because, today is no longer the ancient times.

Yun Xi smiled bitterly, so what if he understands? He is just a dying person - even if he is not, he can't change anything. In the final analysis, he, like Nan Ming, is just a chess piece and a knife.

After saying so much, Feng Danyuan's inner breath was almost adjusted. He looked around and began to think about how to shorten the journey of several days. There were many old, weak, women and children among the people, and I was afraid that they would not be able to bear this suffering.

Going over the mountains is not possible, so what about taking the water route?

He looked at the waterway in front of him which should be regarded as a gurgling small stream in Guixu Continent, but to them, it was already a fast-flowing river, and gave up silently.

It would be nice if there were horses, but the cavalry of the King of Northern Xinjiang is unlikely to appear this time.

At this time, Nan Ming said: "Besides relying on two legs, there is no other way for now."

Feng Danyuan sighed: "At this time, I started to miss those wolf riders. After all, they have four legs."

Nan Ming was speechless: "You'd better shut your crow mouth."

If a wolf comes riding, it's not a matter of whether it can be ridden, but whether it's life or not.

Just when Feng Danyuan was about to say something, he saw dust rising at the end of his gaze, and his expression suddenly changed.

Yunxi said: "The wolf is coming."

Nanming stared and looked at Feng Danyuan in disbelief: Have you ever opened your mouth?!

Feng Danyuan was also stunned. He just said it casually, how could it become true?

Just turn on the light, it's too late to get entangled.

Feng Danyuan quickly jumped off Bai Kui and made a simple formation - it was not so much "arrangement", but more about how to protect the ordinary people in Mocheng.

The only ones they can fight at this moment are him, Nan Ming, his men, and Bai Kui.

The wolf cavalry is coming with force, and this time there are not only wolves, but also soldiers from the Red Water Tribe, as well as puppets whose souls have been sucked away by the Huiyin Stone.

The leader is an old acquaintance.

"Feng Danyuan? Hehe, the most beautiful man in Kyushu, how did he become like this?" Yu Manzhu was dressed in red, with an arrogant and flamboyant expression.

Feng Danyuan's eyebrows sank, and he raised his hand slightly. "Canghailu" surged toward Yu Manzhu like an undercurrent, wrapping her up instantly.

Yu Manzhu had no idea, but Feng Danyuan understood.

It was just as he expected.

"Yu Manzhu, the concubine of the King of Northern Xinjiang, changed into a painting and pretended to be the goddess of Chishui. What about this opera?" Feng Danyuan replied.

"Canghailu" found out clearly that this woman did not have any magical power in her body.

Maybe the power of the goddess has reappeared, but it is definitely not with Yu Manzhu. According to his guess, Yu Manzhu should be a cover for the elders of the Chishui tribe to deceive the people.

After all, the goddess has returned and brought the Chishui Tribe back to the human world. How logical it is!

Such a good cover, he could use it instead.


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