Chapter 528 The Saint's Man

"You have recovered your memory?"

Qiu Meng saw Zhou Lang remembering his name and asked quickly that their clan was called the Jiulong Nomad Tribe. Her grandfather Qiucang Lake is the leader of this clan, and her parents are no longer there. She is the granddaughter of Qiucang Lake, the saint and the most beautiful girl of this clan.

"I just remembered my name, and I don't remember the rest."

Zhou Lang said with a confused look on his face. His head was severely shaken when it was avalanche, and the memories in his mind were shattered into pieces. He didn't know where he came from or who he was.

"Zhou Lang, if you can remember your name, you can slowly think of other things." Qiu Meng comforted.

"You saved me? Can you tell me the detailed process of the matter?" Zhou Lang was silent for a long time before he said that it was very painful for a person to lose his memory. He wanted to restore his memory as soon as possible.

"Your clothes are soaked. I'll find a piece of clothes for you to put on." Qiu Meng said with a slightly red face. At this time, Zhou Lang was still wearing only one big shorts, and she was somewhat embarrassed.

Then, she found Zhou Lang a piece of clothing made of animal skin and asked Zhou Lang to put on it.

While dressing, Zhou Lang suddenly saw the ancestral ancient copper coins hanging around his neck, and felt very intimate.

"I should have kept this copper coin by my side." After putting on his clothes, he kept playing with this ancient copper coin, trying to find out some clues from this ancient copper coin.

But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember it.

"I want to go out for a walk." After a long time, Zhou Lang said to the old patriarch and Qiu Meng. Now that he has lost his memory, he has to figure out what environment is around him as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Qiu Meng said. She was not old, but she was a sensible girl. She just said softly and walked out of the account with Zhou Lang.

It was already late at this time, but the moon rose.

The moonlight was like water, shining on this boundless meadow. Zhou Lang's cultivation was still there. Because he took the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus, the true energy in his body was particularly abundant.

His vision can naturally be seen far away.

Looking at the countless yurt-like tents on the meadow, he felt very unfamiliar, but in the countless tents on the meadow under the moonlight and stars, the oil lamps were still lit, which looked extremely beautiful under the night.

Zhou Lang just walked around like this, Qiu Meng and him side by side, but said nothing.

Zhou Lang lost his memory. He didn't know who he was or where he came from. He was confused about everything.

For the next period of time, Zhou Lang lived in the meadow of the Jiulong Nomad tribe. He originally wanted to go to the snow field where he had an accident, but the old patriarch and Qiu Meng asked Zhou Lang to recover from his body in the tribe first on the grounds that Zhou Lang's body had not yet recovered.

Zhou Lang often felt that his meridians were burning like fire. If new knowledge did not solve this problem, his body would definitely have problems, and his cultivation might be completely destroyed. Although his memory was gone, he knew the importance of strength. If he wanted to restore his memory and find his original self, he needed to have strong cultivation.

Therefore, he just listened to the words of the old patriarch and Qiu Meng, and basically stayed in the old patriarch's tent to practice.

The Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus has a very powerful effect. Zhou Lang can only use his skills to continuously absorb the vast real energy hidden in his body because of taking the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus. Otherwise, he would have to explode and die.

Therefore, in the past three months, except for occasionally going out with Qiu Meng, he kept practicing. He wanted to figure out who he was. He felt that he could not live without clarity, nor could he die without clarity.

What Zhou Lang didn't know was that in the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, Xiaoxi, Li Mengxue and others were looking for it. In addition to Xiaoxi and Poison, Yuki Yamamoto and Yuki Muto were monks, Li Mengxue and others were not yet cultivators. It was very difficult to go to the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, so they seized the time to practice.

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In three months, Li Mengxue and others all became cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and were able to enter the snow field and start searching for Zhou Lang.

But Zhou Lang was already in the meadow of the Jiulong Nomad tribe thousands of miles away. Even if they dug three feet into the snowfield area of ​​the Jiulong Snow Mountain, they could not find Zhou Lang.

The snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain is already extremely cold, but in Feiyun City, western Yunnan Province, it is already in spring.

After searching for a few months, Li Mengxue, Xiaoxi and others were completely disappointed, so they had to leave Jiulong Snow Mountain and return to Feiyun City.

Deng Qi did not return to Hong Kong, Zhao Xiaorou did not return to the provincial capital, Yuki Yamamoto and Yuki Muto did not return to the island country, and both lived in Zhou Lang's villa.

They knew that Zhou Lang had a very small chance of survival, but they still hoped that Zhou Lang would come back one day.

Three months later, under Ye Meng's careful care, Zhou Lang's injury completely recovered, and he also fully adapted to life in the meadow. Apart from feeling empty, he actually had nothing wrong with him, because Qiu Meng was very nice to him. With such a beautiful woman asking him about his well-being, he did not feel that life after memory was boring.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Lang and Qiu Meng still walked out side by side and took a walk on the meadow.

There are quite a few nomadic people in this nomadic tribe. According to Qiu Meng, there are tens of thousands of people. This is a nomadic nomadic tribe. The adults generally have martial arts masters. The slightly outstanding ones are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage. There are hundreds of cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and dozens of cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The two met many ethnic groups along the way. Qiu Meng was the granddaughter of the old patriarch and the saint of the clan. Therefore, people kept paying tribute to Qiu Meng. Every time they saw Zhou Lang, although they had seen him countless times before, they still had to look at Zhou Lang carefully.

The women were fine, but they just secretly looked at Zhou Lang. With a curious expression, the men were different. Those unmarried men were full of hostility when they saw Zhou Lang.

"Qiu Meng, you are very nice to me, your grandfather is very nice to me, and the women here are very nice to me. Why do young men always look at me with hostile eyes when they see me?"

When there was no one, Zhou Lang couldn't help but ask Qiu Meng, because this was not the first time he had encountered this situation.

"Zhou Lang, do you really don't know?" Qiu Meng stopped the trail.

"I really don't know." Zhou Lang said: "Please let Miss Qiu Meng tell me."

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Qiu Meng didn't answer Zhou Lang's question directly. Her bright eyes looked at Zhou Lang and asked with a hint of shyness, her eyes flashing.

"Of course it's beautiful. Although I have lost my memory, I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world." Zhou Lang said.

"You are right. I am the saint of our tribe. Every man who is not married likes me, but has never seen any man."

Qiu Meng said, "But after my grandfather and I saved you, you have been living in my grandfather's account room. I have always been taking care of you. Many people from the tribe, or people from the tribe, think that I have a different relationship with you."

"So that's the case. It seems that your tribe members are jealous." Zhou Lang suddenly realized: "You are my savior. Of course, your relationship with me is different, but we have a pure relationship."

"You think so, but others don't think so, because you are the saint in the tribe. If you live in my grandfather's account room, they think you are my man."

Qiu Meng said with a red face.

For some reason, after a few months, she found that she had a special feeling for Zhou Lang. Perhaps, she was too familiar with the men in the tribe and had no sense of freshness at all. Zhou Lang came from the outside world, and had a good cultivation level. She liked strong people, so she vaguely fell in love with Zhou Lang. Otherwise, she would not let Zhou Lang live in her and her grandfather's account room. For several months, she had done nothing and took care of Zhou Lang wholeheartedly."

"No one can refuse your beauty and kindness, but I will leave sooner or later," Zhou Lang said: "If this is true, I can give an explanation to the people in the tribe."

"I am willing to leave with you." Qiu Meng said shyly: "For us, if a man stays in his account for a long time, it is to admit his relationship with this man. Are you willing to take me away?"

"Since that's the case, I'll take you away. I don't know what kind of experience I've had before, but since I was rescued a few months ago, you are the most important woman in my life."

Zhou Lang said, Qiu Meng is beautiful and kind, he can't want such a girl.

"It is not easy for you to take me away. Tomorrow is the Warriors Day here. No matter whether you distinguish life or death, any man must accept the challenges of others. I am a saint, and you must defeat all the challengers, because according to the regulations of our tribe, only the strongest person in the tribe can have me and become a man who is a saint."

Qiu Mengdao.

"Although there are countless strong people in the tribe, no one is my opponent." Zhou Lang said confidently.

"What kind of cultivation are you now? I can tell you, there are a few young talents, but they are in the middle stage of foundation building and their strength is still above me. You can't take it lightly. If I am taken away by others, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

Qiu Meng said that although she felt that Zhou Lang was better than her and Zhou Lang took the Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus again, she was still a little worried because she knew that there must be more than one person to challenge Zhou Lang, at least dozens or even hundreds of people. Any underage man who has entered the realm of cultivation will come to fight.

"In the clan, the old patriarch has the highest cultivation level, right?" Zhou Lang did not answer Qiu Meng's question, but asked back.

"That's right, my grandfather is at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, only one step away from the Golden Elixir Stage." Qiu Meng said truthfully.

"Then you can rest assured, I will never lose to the challenger." Zhou Lang smiled slightly and said confidently.

"I believe in you." Qiu Meng nodded.

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The next night is the Warriors' Day of the Kowloon Nomads.

Warriors Day is the most grand festival in this tribe. In this tribe, the strong are respected and powerful men can marry the most beautiful girl.

At night, countless torches were lit on a meadow not far from the old patriarch's tent. People from the entire tribe, regardless of gender, age, surrounded them, forming a large circle with a diameter of several hundred meters.

The girls wore the most beautiful animal skin clothes, while the unmarried men were ready to fight with their love rivals accurately and robbed the woman in their minds.
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