But his hand was held tightly by another slender hand as soon as he reached out. If he had used a little force to break free, but now he was exhausted and there was no chance of breaking away from his wife's hand.

The two of them were in a stalemate at the same time, until Han Bing passed their chests, Wu Sen sighed, turned his hand and held his wife's hand. Finally, the two of them completely solidified together.

A few minutes later, the ant colony bit all the ice and rushed to the ice coffin that the two condensed. Several ants used their giant jaws to bite the ice coffin without asking for a trace of ice chips. The giant ants picked it up and threw it hard a few times, without revealing a crack.

Finally, a few ants dragged the ice coffin to the ant hole, while the other ants rushed to the exposed holes not far away like tides. The huge rock was the gathering place of the Wushui tribe.

At this time, at another exit of the boulder, countless witch tribes were lined up in a long row, and in a constant sad look, they quickly and orderly lived homes for decades.

Each of them carried a backpack like a hill. Even the three-year-old child carried a small cloth bag full of clothes and food, and was led by the adults and marched quickly.

"Mom! Slow down! Aren't we going on an outing? Why are we going so fast? We're so tired!" A child over two years old was a little uncomfortable when he was pulled by his mother, just like a mother complaining.

The mother, sweaty from under her big backpack, was breathing heavily, looking at her beloved son with pity and guilt.

"Baby! Go quickly! If you go late, you will be occupied by others! Then you can only play in the stinky ditch!"

"That's it! Then go quickly, I must occupy a better place than Damu, so Honghong will play with me!" The innocent child quickly became excited and pulled his mother forward.

Seeing his son's happy look, the mother felt very uncomfortable. This should be the baby's last few days of happiness. In a few days, they should worry about food and clothes to protect the cold.

We must let the baby survive! This is the only idea for the mother now, and it is also the unified idea of ​​all parents with children during the migration.

When ordinary tribe members coaxed and deceived them and moved quickly with their children, Wu Fan was walking at the end of the team with dozens of young soldiers. As the nominal young tribe leader, he wanted to escort all tribe members like his father.

Let the most elite adult warriors open the way in front, and he personally escorts the last tribe from the tribe. If the ant colony chases him now, he will be the last line of defense.

Looking at the tribe exit that was getting farther away, Wu Fan wanted to take someone back to rescue his father and mother.

But before his mother left, she told him that he was the only man left in the family, so she asked him to shoulder the burden of the family, take good care of his sister, and lead his tribe members to prosperity and prosperity.

He wanted to tell his mother that he could not bear the burden. But seeing his mother's guilty look, he had to nod heavily and watch his mother disappear on the way back.

When he was confused about the future, a noisy sound woke him up.

"Let me go! Let me go! I'm going to find my mother!"

A tall, beautiful and lively and heroic girl pushed two female warriors who were pulling her and walked towards the opposite direction of the migration road. The last team that was about to leave was sent.

"Qingqing! Why are you back?" Wu Fan was in a very bad mood when he looked at this sister who was half a head taller than him.

After my mother came back, she arranged for someone to take Qingqing to join the migrating striker. Now she should have walked a long distance, so why did she return to this most dangerous rear?

"I want to save my mother!" Wu Qingqing also respects this weak elder brother.

When she followed her mother's instructions and led people to open up the road for her tribe members, she heard that her father had actually cut off the rear of her tribe members and resisted thousands of ant colonies, and her mother followed her!

At that time, her head was stunned with a "boom". She didn't want to lose her father and mother. She wanted to go back and burn all the ant colonies and save her father and mother from coming out.

"Bang!" Wu Qingqing finished speaking, Wu Fan slapped in the face, making Wu Qingqing look dull and her eyes flushed.

"Do you know what you are doing? For the safety of you and your tribe, your father and mother have won this time with their lives. Every minute and every second of the time is exchanged for their blood. You actually ignore their sacrifice and play the lady's temper.

Are you right to the sacrificed tribe members! Are you worthy of the sacrificed father and mother? Do you think you can save your father and mother? Impossible?

You are indeed a once-in-a-century genius. You may become a peerless strong man who surpasses your father and mother in the future, but that is the future! Now you can't even beat your second sister, how can you defeat the ant colony that your father and mother can't stop even if you fight to the death?

Or do you want to waste the life you have won by your father and mother for the death, waste the hope they left for the tribe, and go to the ant colony to kill them and become the reserved food for the ants!"

Wu Fan's hoarse reprimand made Wu Qingqing stunned. She had never been beaten before. She wanted to cry, but her elder brother's words made her understand a cruel reality, that her father and mother were gone!

In the future, no one loved her, no one played, no one cleaned up the mess for her, and no one could eat her mother's shepherd's purse broth again!

"Woooo!" The heart-wrenching cry was really a cry that smelled the sad listener's tears. Wu Fan's anger was also extinguished by the crying. He reached out and touched his sister's soft red hair.

"There are only two of us left at home in the future! I won't let you suffer any harm, and don't be stingy anymore! Keep up with the team quickly, the ant colony will catch up soon!"

"Wuwuwu!" Wu Qingqing kept choking, but she was no longer resisting the support of the two female warriors. However, she ignored Wu Fan, obviously still resenting the slap just now, which added a hint of sorrow to Wu Fan's face.

"Snap time to keep up! Don't fall behind!" Seeing the sister start to turn around, Wu Fan also directed his young soldiers and guards to the last side of the migration team.

"Qingqing! Qingqing!" Before they could take two steps, they heard someone's name called Wu Qingqing. The well-trained warrior was not moved and was still moving at a normal speed.

Wu Fan and Wu Qingqing subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound. Soon they found a very gorgeous giant sword floating in the sky in the distance. There was a man and a woman standing above the giant sword. They were surprised to recognize that the woman was the Four-Leaf Crust who disappeared yesterday.

Needless to say, the other one is Liu Ming who came from a long journey. After the two of them grilled fish in the fighting valley, Liu Ming took all his equipment and wandered up the stream. It took more than an hour before the four-leaf clover found the scenery they remembered.

In order not to cause misunderstandings, Liu Ming made a box with titanium alloy, packed the metal body and all the supplies into a deep water area. He built a very cool giant flying sword and rushed to the Wushui tribe with his sister.

Along the way, he saw many villains of similar size as him rushing on the way, and guessed what big problems were in the Wushui tribe. However, the most important thing now is to find Qingqing in the mouth of Four Leaf Crocodile. Only by having relationships can he intervene in the affairs of the Wushui tribe, otherwise he would not be able to find a way even if he wanted to help.

Soon they found Qingqing in the mouth of Four Leaf Graffiti at the back of the rushing team. Liu Ming, from afar, looked at dozens of people gathered there.

Most of them were wearing leather armor, holding large and exaggerated cold weapons in their hands, showing their iron blood and discipline while walking. Their temperament was very similar to the People's Liberation Army he had seen. Needless to say, they were warriors of the Wushui Tribe.

There are two people with different temperaments, one is a slender and lively red-haired girl, who should be the Qingqing in the mouth of Four-Leaf Crocodile.

There is also a young man with a well-proportioned body and handsome face. He exudes a wise aura. Although his expression is sad and gloomy, his firmness and stability in his eyes still make people feel that this person is born to be a leader.

This is the enemy! Liu Ming's first reaction after seeing this person was that this was not the hatred between the two, but the natural hatred of a grassroots commoner towards the second generation born with a bite of a golden spoon (**Si's resentment towards the tall, rich and handsome guy).

"Who is this short guy? He looks like he has some identity!" Of course, he belittled the enemy as soon as possible.

The young man's appearance was perfect, but he had a fatal disadvantage, that is his height!

Although there is no specific numerical reference, he is at least one head lower than other warriors, even if he is nearly half a head lower than the slender girl, he is definitely a ninth-class disabled person!

When he was fighting the enemy's fatal shortcomings, he subconsciously compared the heights of himself and the Four-Leaf Crocodile. He found that he was about one finger at a height of four-Leaf Crocodile. The Four-Leaf Crocodile should be about the same height as that green green. In this way, he was at least half a head taller than the young man. If he went on later, we also tried to look down on people's superiority.

After hearing Liu Ming's words, the Four-Leaf Crocodile showed a strange expression on his face, and Liu Ming could guess that the young man was extraordinary, and he didn't want to make Four-Leaf Crocodile embarrassed.

"I just asked casually! I didn't have any prejudice against him! I won't target anyone!"

The Four-leaf Crocodile swallowed what was about to say, because the flying sword had landed steadily. She jumped off the flying sword excitedly and ran to the slender girl. The two of them held hands and chattered and said something.

Liu Ming was about to fall behind and his face suddenly turned dark because he discovered a cruel fact. Four-leaf clover and Qingqing stood together, and the two were almost the same.

After this conversion, he was about one head lower than that girl, which means he was half head lower than the young man he hated before.

He also said that he was a short man and was disabled in the ninth grade, so what was he? A dwarf or a tenth grade disabled in the ninth grade!

I just said in front of Four-Leaf Crusoe. Four-Leaf Crusoe’s strange expression was already very obvious. This embarrassment was thrown into the Pacific Ocean! He felt that his life was gray and white.

Wu Fan had no impression of Four Leaf Crocodile, only knowing that she was her sister's best friend, a very common orphan in a tribe. Yesterday, when the disaster beast attacked the tribe, she bravely stopped the disaster beast from destroying the base and was eventually taken away by the disaster beast.

Today, when I saw her returning to the tribe with a strange man, I roughly looked at it. The first impression was that she was very thin. Such a physique could not survive in a cruel battle. She was even reluctant to do housework. No wonder several warriors refused their father's arrangements and would rather be a bachelor than be a wife.

Forget it! After all, he was a hero who saved the tribe. If you have time to take care of her, you can find a good family for her. This is also an explanation to your sister. In the future, my sister's energy will be focused on her cultivation and she can no longer mess with such a woman with no future.

Retracting attention from the worthless woman, he looked at the strange man and the gorgeous giant sword that was larger than his father's giant sword. The man's height was almost the same as that of an ordinary five-year-old child in the tribe. His thin body and sparse muscles were obviously weak at first glance.

Such a person is the lowest-class farmer in the tribe, and he is not even qualified to attack formal warriors. But he can easily control such a large steel sword, which is simply contrary to common sense!

However, this also shows that this man has an unusual secret. If he gets this secret, can he also use amazing witchcraft? Thinking of this, his eyes at Liu Ming were full of passion.

"So disgusting!" Although Liu Ming wanted to find the crack in the ground and crawl into it now, he did not really relax his vigilance. After feeling a hot gaze, he subconsciously looked over.

When he saw the formal annoying young man, goose bumps all over his body. As a straight man, he was seen like this by a man for the first time. Can you imagine that disgusting feeling from the bottom of his heart?

When Wu Fan saw the man's disgusting gaze, he was suddenly surprised, and then he found that his gaze just now was a little rude. He immediately smiled apologetically.

But what Liu Ming saw was the man who looked at him ambiguously and gave him a charming smile. He felt his stomach turbulently and almost vomited, and he felt a little chilling on his butt.

Damn it! This Wushui tribe is not a gay base camp! No wonder the peerless beauty of Four Leaf Crust can’t even have enough food here. After returning, no one was watching. I couldn’t stay in this place anymore!

Wu Fan was really angry. He was so humble and pleasing, but the other party was still so arrogant and powerless. It seemed that he wanted to let him know his power in order to get the secret he wanted from him.

But just as he was about to send a soldier to interrogate the man, Wu Qingqing's shaking crying sounded again.

"Wuwuwu! Four-leaf clover! My father doesn't want me anymore, my mother doesn't want me anymore, my second sister doesn't want me anymore, and my elder brother slapped me in the face! Wuwuwu! Even my father hasn't hit me, Wuwuwu!"

If the crying just now came from the grief in the heart, Wu Qingqing's crying voice is as sad as an abandoned little girl. This sadness has caused the softness in the hearts of the soldiers around her, and many people's eyes are wet.
Chapter completed!