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It opens its teeth and claws, like a divine beast guarding the door. The giant dragon behind it is hovering on the wall, as if it is guarding the place.

Qilin, giant dragon, one of the royal family of the beast race, actually guards here as a guardian and gatekeeper. Although it is just a statue, it is not for idlers to use, let alone the wood tribe. Feng Shu Kuang crawls on the ink

On Qian Chen's back, her brows became darker and darker.

As Mo Qianchen looked at the golden Kowloon-drawn cart in front of the passage and the Huangluan surrounded by nine hundred and ninety-nine people, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

This posture, this specification, can only be used by the Human Emperor. Even the current Human Emperor cannot use the Nine Dragons to pull a cart, because of the power of the Orcs, and here, here actually stands the highest standard of the Human Race's royal guard of honor...

Silence, Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen were both silent. The situation here was so different from what they had imagined that they couldn't help but remain silent.

At the same time, a strange thought flashed through their minds. This current situation...

The winding path leads to a secluded place, before the sharp edge of the barrier.

I walked silently through the long passage. In the bright light in front of my eyes, a thick screen of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains stood at the end of the passage, blocking everything in the main hall behind.

Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, truly thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

When Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen looked at the content drawn on it, they both gasped.

This is a map of the three tribes: the Wood Tribe, the Human Tribe, and the Beast Tribe.

You know, there is a border map of the Mu Clan here. This is nothing surprising. After all, this is the territory of the Mu Clan.

But there are maps of the borders between humans and beasts. This... this... how is this possible?

The three tribes have been in opposition to each other since the beginning of the world. They have never been so friendly as to exchange territorial maps between the three tribes, but now...

Mo Qianchen and Feng Shukuang looked at the map. At this time, they were no longer in a daze, but were covered in cold sweat.

The Wood Clan actually has maps of the Human Race and the Orc Clan. Does that mean that whenever the Wood Clan wants to attack the Human Race and the Orc Clan, they can start a war at will, because they know all the territories of the Human Race and the Orc Clan.

Silence, no, dead silence, a dead silence.

"Mom, let's go." The fat baby pulled Mo Qianchen, who suddenly stopped, and looked back in confusion.

I saw Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen staring at this huge screen with ugly expressions. They couldn't help but said in surprise: "Dad, mother, what's wrong with you? What's so good about this rotten screen? Isn't it just an old thing?

Go there, go there, go in." Tugging Feng Shukuang's hair, Fatty urged.

"Old guy?" Mo Qianchen keenly caught the words coming from the baby's mouth.

"Yeah, this screen is tens of thousands of years old at least. What's so good about it?" The fat baby looked at it dismissively. What's so good about a messy picture? It's not as good-looking as him, so why should it attract his father and mother?

’s gaze.

"Tens of thousands of years ago." After hearing this, Feng Shukuang lowered his head and looked at Mo Qianchen who raised his head. This... tens of thousands of years ago, how could it be possible? This, this, is too long.

Looking at each other, Feng Shukuang and Mo Qianchen looked strange for a moment.
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