The patriarch of Henara knelt on the ground, holding a round bead in both hands, and muttered a long incantation in his mouth.

A moment later, the bead in his hand glowed a dazzling red, and the light instantly illuminated the dim room, and in the light, a brightly colored portrait could be seen on the wall in front of the kneeling patriarch of Henara.

On the portrait, there is a handsome young man in a black robe, with short fiery red hair like the most blazing flames, he is holding a black war knife, and the wings of flame are born on his back, majestic and arrogant, as if no one can blaspheme the gods!

Patriarch Henara raised his head, the light emanating from the beads in his hand shining into the deep wrinkles on his face, his cloudy eyes flashing with excitement, and his lips opening and closing.

"That girl, is that someone you sent?" Patriarch Henara said extremely excitedly, his voice trembled, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "The first time the old man saw her, he remembered your demeanor back then, you are such similar people......."

Naturally, the person in the painting would not move, but the patriarch of Henara still looked at him with reverence, one hand clenched into a fist across his chest, and a smile of relief rose at the corner of his mouth.

"Honor, Lord of the Night!"

Northern Moon Dynasty**********

After a night of building the weapon, Huang Beiyue only took a short nap for an hour, then got up, washed her face with cold water, and was refreshed again.

In the past, in modern times, in order to complete the task, it was okay to not meet your eyes for three days and three nights, but now it is naturally no problem.

She went out of the wooden house, and the young people led by Jike had already formed a procession, standing neatly outside waiting for her, and her brother was full of excitement.

The people of the tribe all came out, and at this time they were all standing at the door of their houses, looking at her with curiosity.

Huang Beiyue smiled faintly, held the war knife in one hand, slashed it on her shoulder, and said with great momentum: "If you are not afraid of death, come with me!" ”

"If you don't kill a strong enemy, you will never return!"

With her words, she immediately ignited the enthusiastic youths, and they all raised their weapons in their hands and shouted.

Huang Beiyue strode out first, and at this time, on a tree on the side of the road, a head suddenly hung upside down, turned a face smartly, and winked at her.

"I'm afraid of death, so I want to go and see it, okay?"

Huang Beiyue glanced at him, suddenly slapped the war knife on his face, and said, "Do you know what this is?" ”

"It's a knife!" The man said immediately.

"What are knives for?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and said, "Fighting!" ”

"That's right, a good knife is used to fight, and when a person defends his homeland, he also exists to fight, what about you?" Huang Beiyue's eyebrows and eyes are cold and cold, not angry and arrogant.

The man blinked, then rolled over, jumped neatly from the tree, and fell to one knee on the ground.

"I see, please let me follow!" The tone of his speech was very sincere.

When Huang Beiyue saw his movements and skills, she knew that this was also a master, so she waved her hand back and said, "Go find Jike." ”

The man didn't get up, he slipped away, and a moment later he was heard talking to Jik.

"Brother Jike, I will also follow you to eradicate the enemy!"

Jike said: "Asare, don't make trouble, we're not going to have fun this time!" ”