The rain in Leizhou, southwest of Great Xia, came and went quickly, almost just as the three of them were communicating with the old lady, the original heavy rain that was pouring down stopped in a blink of an eye.

After the continuous roar of rain in my ears came to an abrupt end, everything around me seemed extremely quiet.

The kind old lady in the yard, who has been helping others all her life, was obviously a little frightened by the situation in front of her, and subconsciously took a step back, and was gently supported by Yeyi's hands, and then sat down slowly with the old lady in her arms.

The old man looked at the extremely young faces of Lin Xiao and Tie Zhu in front of him, and after thinking for a while, he asked:

"Your Majesty, are you going to go to war against the Nanban?"

"The elite of the whole army is assembled, and you want to fight the Nanban forever!"

Lin Xiao's response was accompanied by an extremely strong killing aura, but the old lady did not have any excited look, but kept muttering:

"But you are still children, look at you, you are so young, you are going to go to the battlefield, those desolate people have no ethics, they drink blood, they are extremely brutal, you should not go to the battlefield, our men in Leizhou have never been afraid of anything, just leave it to them. ”

"Mother-in-law, rest assured, we are cultivators and will take care of ourselves. ”

Lin Xiao laughed softly, and an extremely warm feeling was deeply injected into the heart of this young man who had suffered a great change, his father died in battle, his younger brother was demented, and he almost collapsed.

"Mother-in-law, if you say young, the really young is our Majesty, the Holy One has just reached the crown for a long time, but he has already done such an earth-shattering thing, so mother-in-law don't underestimate us young people. ”

The joking sound of Yeyi next to him sounded, which made the old lady squint her eyes again and said with a smile:

"The prestige of our majesty, my old woman who has never been out of the door is like thunder, the next time the saint passes out of the city from the old body, I will be content if I look at it from a distance. ”

After a while, in the corridor aisle full of big umbrellas on both sides, three figures wearing black robes walked out, and the three of them had just appeared on the street, and a group of barbarian troops who had been lined up outside beat their chests and saluted at the same time, led by an extremely young armor-piercing youth, stepped forward and roared:

"Captain of the Barbarian Military Academy, Zhong Lizhan, greetings to his colleagues in the Dire Division. ”

The three of them also returned the salute, and under the robe, Yeyi's young voice came out:

"I'm waiting to see the King of the Western Barbarians. ”

"The desolate people have been rioting for days, and grandpa has been on the front line of the border these days, please follow me to the Xiban Palace, and then discuss. ”

After the three of them pondered for a moment, they immediately spoke, and their voices were firm:

"Time is pressing, go straight to the Nanban border. ”

If the entire vast land of Shenzhou Central Plains is described as a huge continent, then this Nanban jungle is actually an island outside the Central Plains, connected to the mainland, and the place where the two intersect is called the Nanban border by the people of Great Xia, and in the mouths of the indigenous people in the jungle, this border has another name, the hell border.

Deep in the Nanban jungle, the ancestral court of the desolate people.

Countless howls, the sound of harmony came from it, and a huge bonfire burned brightly, and on the bonfire, an extremely large jungle beast, skinned and cramped, rested on it, and streams of blood flowed down from above, and then turned into bursts of blood smoke, and the smell of blood was permeated, which looked extremely barbaric.

A desolate warrior with his bare upper body, extremely tall, and his body and face covered with totems was expressionless, holding a sharp weapon with his back to the campfire, blocking the countless pairs of greedy eyes around him.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from nowhere, and quickly grasped the flesh of the beast on the bonfire, but it was cut into a sharp spear by a branch before it, and pierced the palm of the hand fiercely, and with a cry of great pain, it was nailed directly to the ground.

"I advise you not to make any more noise, the Great Chief is entertaining distinguished guests, and if you are disturbed, ten of your heads will not be enough to cut off, even if you are the direct descendant of a great tribe. ”

The spear-wielding warrior with cold eyes looked faintly at the ground, gritting his teeth and covering his hands, while the young man with an eagle totem painted on his face below had a resentful look in his eyes, and a gloomy voice came out.

"If a guardian warrior dares to hurt me, you're finished, and the warriors of our falcon tribe will skin you and use your head as a container, just like they did with those barbarians and humans. ”

Before the young man's cruel words fell, the spear was already in his incredible eyes, and instantly pierced his head, and blood overflowed.

The extremely burly spear-wielding warrior looked around and said coldly:

"No matter how big the tribe you come from, when you come to the ancestral court, keep it for me, put away those crooked thoughts in your heart, otherwise you will die in vain. ”

After a few moments, the flesh of the beast on the campfire gradually rose to a rich fragrance, and the spear-wielding warrior stuck the spear in his hand into the ground, then took a wide plant resembling a lotus leaf and a knife of extremely rough workmanship, cut a large plate on the most tender part of the beast, and then walked gently to a large tent not far away.

As soon as he reached the door of the tent, he heard a very rough laugh.

"The old immortal of the barbarian finally swallowed his last breath, my clan's son broke through the ancestral court of the barbarian a few days ago, and killed those groveling scum I don't know how many, but unfortunately, let the newly sealed clan girl run, but the problem is not big, I have found its whereabouts, I want to run to the border of hell, dreaming. ”

After hearing this, the young man at the door of the tent changed his face slightly, and then immediately returned to normal, gently lifted the curtain, and walked into it with the beast's meat.

Inside the tent, there were two groups of people sitting on the left and the right.

On the right sat a group of burly desolate people, led by an extremely strong middle-aged man with a black beard braided down his chest, and a roaring giant-shaped totem depicted on his body and face, who was now laughing wildly.

In the entire jungle of the Southern Wilderness Island, the barbarian and barbarian races are already incompatible, and now he has broken through the ancestral court of the barbarian tribe with his own hands, why is he not excited and crazy?

The chiefs of the big tribes behind him were also laughing wildly, slapping the wooden table in front of them, and they were also looking forward to it.

Expect that the food, utensils, abundant hunting grounds, and even people, whether men, women, or children, are important goods to them.

Unlike on the right, on the opposite side of these people, there was only a lonely figure, not tall, with a vague face, and occasionally rippled like ripples on the surface of a lake.

He watched silently as the desolate people in front of him celebrated with increasing waves, and his whole eyes were dull, as if he were looking at a group of apes.

After a while, the tribal chieftain had begun to propose that the women come in and serve, and the figure finally spoke softly, softly, but with a very piercing piercing ear into everyone's ears.

"With all due respect, you are not far from death, are you trying to enjoy the last carnival of your life?"

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