Chapter 1291 But I Don't Have a Father Anymore

That... what sound?

Mu Fan put his hands together and jumped up like an ape.

With a bang, a wave of dust splashed up.

Mu Fan landed on the top of the cliff with one hand on the ground.

In an instant, a large and small potholes came into view. Some potholes were surrounded by burnt black, and some were like cave dwellings where people lived.

Stoves for smelting steel are densely erected on the top of the cliff, and the red charcoal fire renders this land with a unique industrial atmosphere.

But that's beside the point...

The point is, the dozens of short, bronze-skinned men turned their heads at the same time three hundred meters ahead of Mu Fan.

The eyes of both sides meet at this moment.

The faint lament heard earlier disappeared.

Those dozens of pairs of copper bell-like eyes stared round at the same time.

"outsider!?"

There was fear in their eyes, and after a while it was hatred!

Without exception, there was a fierce light in everyone's eyes.

The crowd dispersed, and Mu Fan saw a dead body surrounded by the crowd...

A short man was lying quietly on the ground. His body was covered with half a smooth white metal film, and several torches were inserted around him, as if he was performing some kind of great ritual of salvation for the dead.

Dozens of unfriendly gazes cast on Mu Fan's back, and the hairs on Mu Fan's back stood up quietly.

The aura of those people seemed to be much thicker than that of Saran.

Not the slightest bit of friendliness.

"An outsider who does all kinds of evil, kill him!"

"To capture him alive, we need to know how he appeared?"

"Hurry up and report to the God Envoy."

There were voices of discussion among the group of people.

Dozens of people who were originally unarmed drew all kinds of weapons out of nowhere.

Sword, hammer, shield...

These people began to walk towards Mu Fan, and slowly opened up a surrounding circle.

Mu Fan's left hand slowly turned his back, and he was about to hold the curved light sickle in the next second.

"Don't do it, he's a good guy!"

When the distance between the two sides was slowly closing, a figure suddenly jumped up from behind Mu Fan and landed heavily.

Panting slightly, Saran smashed the heavy piece of iron ore on the ground, watched his clansmen speak hastily, and even stopped Mu Fan directly.

"Saran, why are you there! Come here quickly."

"Be careful, he is an outsider."

The iron people who had an extremely bad attitude stopped immediately after seeing Saran's actions, and their faces flashed anxiously.

There was a trace of pain in the eyes of the man with the beard erected like steel needles in the front, but he still said solemnly: "Saran, come here first."

"Mu Fan doesn't eat people, we've met him a long time ago, he's here to find God Envoy!"

ah?

Hearing Saran's assurance, these clansmen were all surprised.

They kept looking at Mu Fan with complicated eyes.

"Aren't you an outsider race that eats people?" the man who looked like a leader asked.

"I don't have such hobbies." Mu Fan replied disgustedly, he hated this question very much at the moment.

"Saran, she is not experienced in the world, we can't trust you completely, we won't do anything to you, but now you must leave here! This is the holy place of the Iron Clan, if you go one step further, don't blame us for being rude gone."

A group of "dwarves" raised all kinds of weapons in their hands at the same time. Although those weapons looked simple, they all exuded a certain kind of extremely fierce aura.

"I'm here to see your envoy. Saran said that he must pass through here to go there."

"Saran?" The leader looked at Saran with dissatisfaction, and the latter immediately dared not look directly at him.

But this leader-like man seemed to have thought of something, the light in his eyes softened a lot, and there was a trace of guilt.

Sa Lan didn't notice it, she just saw that her tribe seemed to be extremely opposed, and she felt extremely guilty in her heart. On the one hand, she didn't notify the tribe in advance, and on the other hand, it was towards Mu Fan.

I brought him by myself, but I never expected to be treated like this.

"That's right, as I said, Uncle Lev. If he can come in here, he must know how to get out. Isn't this what the God Envoy has been looking for?"

Hearing these words, Mu Fan could clearly feel the group's hostility rapidly diminishing.

"Well, you two come here first. He can pass, but he needs to pass under our supervision."

Finally these people put away their weapons.

The leader named Lev took a pityful look at Saran and waved, "Little Saran, come here, I have something to tell you."

The somewhat dazed Saran nodded without knowing it, and after showing a reassuring look at Mu Fan, he walked forward.

At this time, she seemed to notice the corpse surrounded by torches.

There was some doubt and sadness on her face, "Which of our clansmen passed away again?"

Lev thrust down the heavy sword in his hand, and Mu Fan's pupils shrank, seeing the sharp edge of the opponent's sword piercing into the hard ground.

On the other hand, looking at the face of the other party, there is nothing unusual, it seems that this is just an ordinary behavior.

Lev's voice was a little pathetic:

"It's... your father."

The group of Iron Clan people also lowered their heads.

Mu Fan saw Sa Lan's originally strong body, but at this moment he staggered and stopped.

She looked blankly at her people, "How could it be my father? Did I make a mistake. Father... he is very strong and never gets sick..."

"This... well, Cobham, you can tell little Saran, the two of you have the best relationship." Lev pointed directly at a bearded man with a burnt scar on his face.

Cobham's lips moved, his eyes were extremely uncomfortable.

"Old man, he hasn't handed in enough ore for a week. The God Envoy just came over to make an inspection. The old man not only didn't go to work, but he was still taking care of your mother. We went to call him and he didn't come, so the God Envoy got angry... "

Saran's big black and red face was full of disbelief at the moment, and that rough voice was trembling and terrifying at the moment.

"Then the Lord sent God to kill my father?"

"……well."

The bearded Cobham turned his head directly, not daring to look at Saran's sad face.

Saran could only feel the world spinning in his head, and his steel-like knees softened, and he knelt down slowly.

Facing the sky, there is endless sadness in the empty eyes.

She was silent for a few seconds...

Then tears flowed out along with the unwilling roar...

The whole person cried heartbreakingly.

She suddenly cast her gaze over, trying to rush over, but just as she stood up, she felt her knees go limp again.

At this time, the strong girl crawled towards the torch.

"Saran brought the ore, Dad, wake up, wake up!"

"My lord envoy, Saran brought the ore...why did you kill him...why! Woooooo..."

The group of Iron Clan people didn't stop Saran at all.

The girl was left crying and crawling next to her father's dead body.

"Uncle Lev, Saran has brought the ore."

"But I don't have a father anymore."

"Woooo..."

Among the silent crowd, that strong girl was extremely desolate at the moment.

Mu Fan quietly looked at the voiceless and helpless figure with cold eyes.