"What do you think of him? Is he trustworthy?" Han Yelan asked his grandfather on the tallest stone tower in front of the Hanyu tribe's mountain pass.

At this moment, the two of them were standing on the stone tower, looking at the clansmen below who were cleaning the battlefield, especially the figure of Xu Feng who was distributing hemostatic herbs with Abao. Han Yelan seemed to be quite concerned about Xu Feng.

Grandpa smiled slightly and nodded: "The child is a good child, but I don't know his origin yet. I'll ask again later. But the good thing is that he seems to have learned to speak our language now."

"Oh? Could it be that he is not mute but has a language barrier? Could he be an immortal?" Han Yelan raised his eyebrows.

"His body is full of energy and blood, and the purple energy on his head is definitely my human race, but I don't know which branch flowed out." A faint bloody light flashed in Grandpa's eyes, and he looked at Xu Feng and said softly, it seemed that he had some kind of

A way to clearly see the mysteries within the human body.

Han Yelan seemed to trust his words. He nodded and said, "You can just make up your mind, old man. I heard that he killed three early-stage blood-quenching monsters, but why can't we see his strength?"

Grandpa said softly: "His injuries are too serious, and...but please don't worry, chief, I will find a way to heal him."

"Well, that's good. Recently, a fairy army and a vampire army seem to have appeared near our four tribes. The Akabane tribe wants to join us to investigate the matter. I may have to visit the Akabane tribe in the near future. Captain Frost

Although he has reached Blood Tempering Perfection and is the strongest among the three thousand captains, he is too young and his mind is not calm enough, so I want you to watch over the village during my absence."

Grandpa nodded and said casually: "Don't worry, patriarch, I will do my best."

"Okay," Han Yelan finally showed a smile on his serious face, but it soon turned into worry, "Oh, the four of us are so far away from the Immortal Sect, how could an Immortal Army appear nearby? It's really

It makes people feel uneasy.”

Grandpa gently stroked Han Yelan's head, as if trying to soothe the uneasiness in his heart: "It's okay, Grandpa is here, Grandpa is here."

Han Yelan showed a hint of helplessness and a smile on his face: "Grandpa, I have grown up!"

At this time, he seemed to be no longer the powerful bone-hardening man in the clouds, but a simple and honest junior.

"Grandpa knows, don't worry, Grandpa is responsible for everything."

The old man chuckled and took back his hand.

"By the way, grandpa, I'm going to report this matter to General Hanfeng. Do you have anything to say?"

Han Yelan suddenly asked before leaving.

Grandpa waved his hand without saying a word. Han Yelan nodded slightly, turned around and walked down the stone building.

After Han Yelan walked down the stone building, Grandpa's face became slightly solemn and he looked at Xu Feng without taking his eyes away.

What Han Yelan didn't know was that in Grandpa's eyes, the top of Xu Feng's head was not just a wisp of purple air. What he saw was a column of purple air that was thirty-eight feet high!

Every time he saw this scene, Grandpa's eyes would be shocked, and he would be filled with doubts: "How could it be possible? The heroes of the Great Wilderness who have perfected their blood tempering are only ten feet of purple energy. They have nearly forty feet of purple energy, but they are not bone tempering...

.Could it be..."

His eyes suddenly widened, he took a deep breath, and his feet stumbled a little.

"Could it be..." The old man looked at Xu Feng with brighter and brighter eyes, and finally walked down the stone building in a hurry.

That night, the Hanyu tribe held a large banquet, and the entire tribe was filled with laughter and laughter. Everyone sat around the largest square in the center of the tribe, singing, dancing, eating meat and drinking wine around a bonfire.

Of course, there are many bonfires in the huge square, and almost all of them are surrounded by people in circles.

Among them, there are two special circles of bonfires, one is for the young people of the Hanyu tribe, and the other is for the little ones of the Hanyu tribe.

Because Xu Feng was out of tune with the others, he sat in the circle with the little ones, next to A Bao and Xiao Pang, and followed a group of children to drink animal milk and meat soup.

Listen to them shouting and shouting, with a slight smile on their face.

At this moment, a tall figure suddenly appeared next to the bonfire, attracting everyone's attention.

"Brother Hanlei!"

"Brother Hanlei!"

A group of little kids greeted the visitors one after another, with fanaticism and awe on their faces.

However, after Han Lei smiled at a group of children, he walked straight towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng slightly raised his head and looked at Han Lei, not knowing what the young master of the Han Yu Department wanted to do with him.

"Abao, I heard that he is not mute?"

Han Lei walked up to Xu Feng, looked at Abao with big eyes and asked softly.

Abao nodded, excitedly grabbed Xu Feng's hand and said to Han Lei: "Brother Han Lei! Our stone is amazing! Not only can he talk, but he can also kill monsters! If it weren't for him, Xiao and I would

Fat people are dead."

Han Lei tore off a small piece of meat from a golden and delicate animal leg hidden behind him and handed it to Abao, then handed the entire remaining animal leg to Xu Feng: "Thank you, take it."

Xu Feng looked at him for a while, caught the animal's leg, then put it to his mouth and pulled off a piece of meat, and said softly to Han Lei with a oily mouth: "Thank you."

Hanlei smiled slightly, nodded to him, turned and walked towards their circle.

Xu Feng looked at the young man's figure, and for some reason, he seemed to see his young self, and he felt fond of him.

The next day, Grandpa told Xu Feng that he could go to the martial arts field of the Hanyu Department and take A Bao and Xiaopang with him to join the youth training team in the martial arts field and start to strengthen their bodies and lay a solid foundation.

Xu Feng left.

As soon as he entered the martial arts field, he saw many teenagers or young people who were fervently training themselves, practicing combat, honing their archery skills, or fighting against some weak and captive monsters to experience the battlefield.

After putting the two little ones into a team of eight or nine-year-old boys, he began to wander around the martial arts field, occasionally looking here and occasionally squatting there, looking so curious about everything.

Soon, a burst of lively shouts suddenly came from near the archery range, which attracted his attention. As Xu Feng walked towards it, he glanced around with his consciousness and saw a young man who looked exactly like Han Lei carrying a purple card.

The big bow came from a group of onlookers, like a tiger and a dragon.

"Cold Lightning Centurion!"

"It's the Cold Lightning Centurion who's back! They went to the Ice Valley to hunt beasts a few days ago and brought back a lot of blood food. This time they came to the martial arts field to give guidance on Cold Lightning's training."

"Centurion Handian is one of the five young masters who has developed seventy-two bloodlines. He is also the best to his brother among the few. It is great to have such a strong and caring brother.

."

Amid the discussion of the soldiers, after the crowd respectfully separated, a tall young man finally came to Han Lei beside the archery field and said to Han Lei: "I heard that you killed a few early-stage blood-quenching monsters yesterday.
Chapter completed!