Han Xiao dragged Lao Zhao and left as if running for his life.
...
Inside the crater.
Chen Yan discovered that these people from the Shoushan tribe were all dwarfs.
The average height is only between 1.3 and 1.4 meters. Is this a collective disease? Otherwise, how could it be like this?
"Do these people have some kind of racial hereditary disease?" Chen Yan frowned and talked to Yunrou.
Yunrou nodded: "I heard that in ancient times, Japan was all dwarfs. Maybe the Shoushan tribe is the dwarfs of old Japan."
"Sister, aren't you swearing?"
"Why did I curse? Look at them. Is there any one over 1.5 meters tall?"
"indeed!"
The two people pointed at each other as if no one was watching.
The people of the Shoushan tribe were already so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.
A hundred or so people, each with a standard pair of axes, surrounded Chen Yan and Yun Rou in front of the volcanic stone wall.
"Can they understand what we are saying?" Yunrou asked strangely.
"uncertain."
When Chen Yan said this, a dwarf rushed over and said loudly: "Report——, clan leader, something bad has happened. The Thousand Machine Formation arranged on the cold pool has been disturbed, and two of the formation spirits are missing."
This dwarf speaks Yanhuang dialect, but his accent is a bit strange.
The old dwarf who had fought with Chen Yan before had his eyes widened and filled with bloodshot eyes.
As if his eyes were about to fall out of his eyes: "What? The Thousand Machine Formation was broken?"
"Absolutely true!"
The old patriarch immediately looked at Chen Yan and Yun Rou: "Did you break the Thousand Machine Formation?"
Chen Yan curled his lips: "So what? A small Thousand Machine Formation still wants to trap me? It's a joke! Believe it or not, I will lead the formation out and seal you all inside?"
Just after I finished speaking, I saw the old patriarch actually crying.
Damn it, your mental quality is too bad, right?
Will you cry if your array is broken by me?
What kind of chicken-footed mountain guardians are these?
The next second.
The old patriarch suddenly knelt down with a thud: "Old man, Nala Huodu, pays homage to the master."
Wow?
Chen Yan was stunned for a moment.
Then, with a crash, the hundreds of dwarfs in front of them all knelt down.
They all shouted: "Meet the master!"
The attitude is very pious.
Everyone shed tears.
It is as if Chen Yan is the god they worship in their hearts.
Chen Yan: "???"
Yunrou: "????"
"Why do you call me master? I don't know you at all."
Seeing the black dwarfs, Chen Yan felt like his head was spinning.
The old patriarch said: "There is a holy word left in our clan. Anyone who can break through the Thousand Machine Formation is the master of our Shoushan clan. Our clan will follow us from generation to generation. The curse on our Shoushan clan has finally been lifted! The sky has eyes.
, Ancestors bless us, this day we have finally waited for, we have finally waited, we can go see the sunshine outside."
"Woo, woo, woo..."
A large group of mountain guards kneeling on the ground swayed their bodies excitedly, shouting in unison.
Yunrou's eyes flashed, and she sent a message to Chen Yan: "Brother, the strength of this Shoushan clan is not weak. Taking him under his command will be a good help."