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Chapter 43: Ink Sand

  Chapter 43: Mo Sang

  "Oh? What does he know! With his identity, even if he's the son of the Wulon tribe chief, it's impossible for him to mobilize the power of the tribe's defensive long spears. And most importantly, he can't possibly deceive the entire Wulon tribe and come after me alone!" Su Ming said, feeling more and more horrified, cold sweat seeping out of his body.

  "It seemed like he was the only one chasing after him, but in reality..." Su Ming's pupils constricted slightly.

  "In fact, the matter of him chasing and killing me, I'm afraid that even the barbarian king and tribal leaders of the Wulung tribe are aware of it! But they didn't stop it, instead they let things develop as they did!"

  "And... it's possible that they were right behind us, witnessing the battle between me and Sī Kōng!" Su Míng took a deep breath, he wasn't afraid of anything else, but what he feared was that the Moonlight Power would be seen by the opponent. But at this moment, the more he analyzed it, the more shocked he became, like a realistic painting slowly unfolding before him.

  But soon, Su Ming furrowed his brow, a look of incomprehension in his eyes.

  "Is it not clear, since the barbarian king or tribal chief is following behind, why would you let him easily take away this spear?" Ah Gong calmly opened his mouth and pointed out Su Ming's greatest doubt at this moment.

  Su Ming did not speak, but his eyes were contemplative. After a while, he gazed at the distant sky and slowly opened his mouth.

  "The one secretly following behind me and Si Kong's back can't be the leader of the Wulang tribe, otherwise, he would not have been able to bear with it when seeing Si Kong get injured."

  I thought that the one following behind should be... Wu Long Department's Man Gong! But I still don't understand, why did this Wu Long Department's Man Gong want me to take away that barbarian spear?"

  "That's right! The one following behind you is obviously that Wu Long Department's Manchu General, Bulangsu!" Ah Gong's eyes shone with a sharp light, revealing an admiring intention.

  "Your analysis is correct, if that Wulong clan leader were to follow, how could he just watch you bully his son? As for your question, Grandpa can give you an answer!"

  "This time it seems like a pursuit to kill, but in fact, the Wulong Department will not kill you." Old Man's right hand lifted up and patted Su Ming's arm. Immediately, Su Ming felt a chill enter his body, and soon, a black line slowly appeared on his right arm.

  "This spear, I've already modified it for you, making some changes so that the black dragon can merge into your body. When you need it, just think of it silently." Ah Gong raised his right hand and spoke with a smile.

  Su Ming looked at the black line on his right arm, hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak.

  "Grandfather knows what you want to say, I'll ask you, now that you've taken the Wulon tribe's compensation for saving Bailin's life, how do you think about this matter?"

  "Are you going to return the spear and get a chance to meet that girl, or not return it and never see her again?" Ah Gong said with a smile.

  Su Ming sank into thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

  "This long spear was pawned by Si Kong for 5,000 stones, so it can't be returned. As for Bai Ling... I'm her lifesaver." Su Ming blinked his eyes.

  Grandpa laughed and patted Su Ming's head, his eyes full of praise.

  The huge body of the black python, Beiling sat cross-legged on it, gazing at the back of Ah Gong and Su Ming. Although he couldn't hear what they were talking about, seeing Ah Gong's smile and Su Ming's smile, Beiling lowered his head.

  A flash of jealousy flickered in his eyes.

  "Su Ming, if you were just a barbarian, that would be fine. But when you first awakened as a barbarian, you didn't even have the body of a barbarian. Why is it that you, an ordinary person, not only has Ah Xin having good feelings towards you, but more importantly, why does Ah Gong treat you so well? Is it just because you're a child picked up by Ah Gong?"

  You are not related by blood, and I am the hope of the tribe. But Grandpa has never smiled at me... even Dad is like that, often sighing that you have the potential to become a leader.

  If it were just this one earthen castle, it would not reveal the power of the Fengzhen tribe, which is the only tribe with connections to the upper echelons and receives tribute from countless smaller tribes. However, surrounding this earthen castle are six other tribes as powerful as the Wushan tribe!

  These six tribes are all directly affiliated with the Fengquan tribe and have now become part of the Fengquan tribe.

  Su Ming stared blankly at the vast tribe on the ground, the strength of the Wind Slitting Tribe exceeded his imagination, in his opinion, such a tribe was almost like heaven, and could destroy any enemy.

  As the python approached, Su Ming saw that many of the Wind Tribe people below were lifting their heads, seemingly looking towards them. Among these unfamiliar Wind Tribe people, Su Ming sensed a hint of arrogance in their expressions, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

  "This is the Wind Village Tribe!" Ah Gong's voice echoed through the dark clouds.

  "In those days, I was a subordinate tribe of Wushan Department, now... the strongest tribe in all directions nearby!"

  "Grandfather, was our Wushan tribe also as large as the Fengquan tribe before?" asked the girl named Wulang.

  Grandfather didn't say anything, his eyes had a hint of dimness.

  Just then, a soft laughter came from within the Wind Zhen tribe.

  "Mosang, it's not easy for you to come to our Wind Village tribe!"

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  There is anger in my heart and I feel suffocated. I wrote some words in the comments section of my work, hoping that every Taoist friend can take a look.

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