"Help me up"

The patriarch spoke with difficulty.

"Ahem"

A mouthful of blood came to join in the fun and flowed down the corner of the patriarch's mouth.

"grandfather"

Han Ling'er called out worriedly.

"Class leader, patriarch, be careful"

Immediately someone came up to help the clan leader's thin body.

Finally, the patriarch slowly stood up with the help of everyone, but he couldn't straighten his waist.

"grandfather,"

Han Ling'er shed tears again.

Everyone turned their heads away and did not dare to look at their patriarch again, for fear that tears would flow out on their own.

The patriarch smiled and touched Han Ling'er's head.

"Girl, grandpa is fine, grandpa still wants to watch you grow up and get married, haha"

The patriarch joked, but no one could laugh.

"Why"

The patriarch sighed in his heart, then looked at everyone silently, and suddenly, his heart sank.

“This is, this is”

I only saw a few women surrounding a woman, and there was a child with tears beside her. Her voice was already hoarse, but she was still shaking the woman with her little hands.

The woman is thin, pale, purple lips, and wind blows through the wind to bring out strands of beautiful hair, so sad!

"Little Snow, Little Snow"

The patriarch stumbled and ran towards the woman, and the people next to him quickly helped him, afraid that he would fall.

The patriarch came to the woman and quietly closed his eyes. Tears slashed across his cheeks. Two clear marks appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Xiaoxue, everything you have done for the Hanbing Tribe, the Hanbing Tribe will always be recorded in the tribe genealogy."

The clan leader said hoarsely, then opened his eyes and hugged him.

"Brush"

The tribe members immediately clasped their fists and thanked this extraordinary woman, Han Xue.

Han Ping in the Ice World truly felt the situation outside this time and tears flowed out unconsciously.

"Mother"

He roared in his heart. At this moment, he just wanted to break through quickly, go out to see his mother, and then slaughter the Luoyang tribe.

"I'm leaving here," he roared and roared.

A demonic energy slowly rose behind him...

"Boy, don't be excited, control yourself, don't waste all your efforts, don't hear it?"

Old Bing yelled quickly, but to no avail.

Now he was too weak and was healing his wounds and could not help Han Ping suppress the demonic energy.

"Old guy, help me, hey, have you heard that?"

He could only place his hope on the ice tree.

"Hey, why are you doing this? It's unstable if you are confused."

Han Bingshu did not answer Bing Lao's words, and Han Ping, whose hair was dancing, said slowly as he looked at the demonic energy lingering all over his body.

The next moment, a cold breath poured into Han Ping's body, and in an instant, the demonic energy was frozen and then cracked and disappeared.

Han Ping only felt like falling from an ice cave for a moment, and his crazy heart was extinguished in an instant.

It was like a small flame just rose and was extinguished by the pouring rain.

"Uh, it's so uncomfortable"

Han Ping opened his mouth and woke up in an instant.

Old Bing grinned and accelerated the healing speed.

After all this, the Ice Tree returned to silence again, but his leaves turned yellow again and then fell.

"Wow"

In the outside world, the ice trees directly rained and fell on people, and the leaves fell on them, one after another, endlessly.

The patriarch picked up leaves, not knowing what he was thinking.

The tribesmen knelt down and cried all the time.

"Tree God, what's wrong with you?"

"Ahhhh, why?"

"Why? Why?"

Everyone roared and roared.

The patriarch had no movement, he was the patriarch who knew some unknown secrets.

The fallen leaves of the Ice Tree only happened a thousand years ago. That time, the Ice Tree almost destroyed...

Could it be?

"Why"

The patriarch sighed in his heart, and sadness came from it!

This scene fell into Luoyang Tribe's eyes, and they watched quietly, without saying or moving.

The dog is anxious and jumps over the wall. If the Ice Tribe is really in a hurry, they will also pay a heavy price!

The Supreme Elder looked at Luo Yangshuang.

"Young Master, do you see?"

"Let people stimulate them and defeat their will"

Luo Yangshuang said slowly, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, everything was too quiet.

The Supreme Elder was stunned.

Young Master, is this the young master of the past?

But hurry up and arrange it.

Killing people to kill their hearts and defeating their fighting spirit. Luoyang Shuang is really terrible at this moment.

Maybe, he is a genius who is delayed by sex!

In the cold world, Han Ping finally calmed down. At this moment, he was enlightened. He had already felt the call of martial arts, but he was still unable to make up his mind.

In his mind, many things appeared in an instant.

Various animals: tigers, elephants, wolves, eagles, bears, cheetahs, etc. flashed by.

Then there are weapons: guns, bows, axes, hammers...

Even a pill furnace slowly rose, but he gave up. He was waiting for a real martial soul!

You know, if a person can understand a kind of beast soul or military soul, he can step into a warrior, but Han Ping's soul appears so many, which shows how powerful he is!!!

If he wanted to, he could step into the warrior instantly, but he didn't, he was waiting for a weapon.

However, time passed slowly, and various martial souls and beast souls were as dazzling as playing movies, but why did that knife not appear yet?

At this moment, Han Ping was anxious.

Even the knowledgeable old monk Bing was confused. What was going on with this money-losing guy?

"Is it?"

He suddenly thought of something.

"Boy, you must stay awake and not lose your mind after a while," Old Bing said to Han Ping, who was confused.

So he shouted toward the ice tree:

"Old guy, don't suppress his demonic energy, let him release it crazy!"

"Forehead"

"Forehead"

Han Bingshu and Han Ping were both shocked. What happened to this little old man?
To be continued...