At the same time, another group of living places separated by a mountain.

It is also a watchtower building, but the watchtower here is relatively short, with dim lights, and only a few dozen, which is as different from the sparks next door.

"Madam Lu, no, no! Two strangers came to the clan, Lian Qiao was going to open a hundred killing formation!" A thin man ran on the snow, staggered several times, almost rolling in, and rolling in.

He climbed to the foot of the watchtower at the back mountain and his face turned pale, "A Yin, the lackey, took someone to catch our White Horse tribe and offered sacrifices! Madam Lu, save them!"

"Who was caught?" The old voice of a woman came from the watchtower. The empty bamboo door opened, and the dim light poured out from it, shining on the man's pale face.

Then a thin and thin figure walked out from it. The 60-year-old woman stood there with silver hair and backlight. Although she couldn't see her face clearly, she had a momentum of being arrogant without anger.

The man raised his hand to wipe his tears and choked, "Luma and dozens of tribes were hunting in the snow forest. When he came back, he was ambushed by A Yin and all were caught. The lackey dared not enter the residence of the White Horse tribe, but he always thought.

I want to harm my clan!”

Madam Lu turned her head and looked at somewhere under the night sky. It was where the entire Qiang tribe's killing formation was located. At this moment, the formation had been lit up to the illumination torches before the formation week, and people could be seen from afar.

"Hmph!" Madam Lu's eyes became cold and she said, "You ask the tribe members to be on guard against the forsythia's people who come to sneak attack again. I'll bring Luma and the others back!"

The man nodded in excitement, turned around and ran to various companies to report the news, "I'm going to pass on the message to everyone!"

At this time, a cute and silly voice came out of the watchtower, "Grandma, are you going with you?"

Madam Lu turned around and her eyes softened, "Bing'er will come back soon after eating. Stay at home and don't run around. Those people outside are bad and will beat people around."

"Okay, Bing'er is obedient!"

The old woman smiled and disappeared in front of the door in a blink of an eye.

After the old woman left, the slender girl in the room jumped over and closed the bamboo door, and sat back next to the stove in the room. A small iron pot was built on the stove, and the food in the pot was steaming.

The girl sat on a small bamboo chair, bent down and took some firewood from the stove and buried it in the ashes to put it out. Seeing the bubbles in the pot become smaller and thinner, her beautiful little face raised a silly smile, "You can't guru too quickly,

Cook it slowly, and you can wait for the grandma to come back and eat together."

...

Tianbao and Bai Yu came together and stopped in front of the bamboo platform burning with torches.

The bamboo platform is more than meter high and is sealed below. Although I can't see what is hidden inside, I can vaguely hear some movement, as if a person is tied up and covered his mouth.

There were more than a dozen people on the stage, including men and women, all holding torches in their hands, wearing black-bottomed embroidered clothing unique to the Qiang people.

There was also a woman covered in a white veil who was guarded in the middle, with a graceful figure and no age could be seen.

But the eyes exposed outside the veil are beautiful, but dark, and are the eyes that have settled after experiencing wind and frost. It can be seen that the woman is not young.

"Saint?" Tianbao looked at the other party and opened his lips.

The woman's veil was filled with laughter, as crisp as a bell, "The little girl is very brave, yes, I am the Qiang saint, Lian Forsythia."

Tianbao picked the corner of his lower lip and his voice was faint, "You have good courage, you dare to plot against me."

"Hmph, you are not old but sharp-tongued! You two can't come here for no reason. You think you ask me for something, and you dare to talk to me like this?"

"You are wrong. I'm not asking you for help, but ordering you to do things." Tianbao jumped onto the bamboo platform and approached the woman, "You said, can I do it?"

It was obviously just a teenage girl with a clear appearance and a dull voice. At first glance, she looked completely unaggressive, but when she walked over, the invisible feeling of oppression was like substance, overwhelming, making people breathe

Not smooth.

The tiny smile patterns in the corners of the saint's eyes disappeared as the girl approached.

After the Qiang people holding the torch came back to their senses, they immediately stepped forward a few steps to protect the saint behind them and were ready to fight.

"Everything is back." Lian Qiao spoke, looking at the girl who had already reached her front, and then smiled again, "Although I don't know if you have been infected with a Gu insect, it's certain that you are infected with a Gu poison, otherwise you don't have to travel through mountains and rivers.

My Qiang tribe is looking for bad luck.”

Her voice was slow and she looked over the handsome young man who could not see his expression below, and she quietly saw the other person's concern for the girl, "The Qiang people are good at controlling Gu. If it is an ordinary Gu insect, the clan will be casual.

It can be solved by one person, but if you want to remove the poison of the blood-thread worm, you must be killed. Little girl, if you kill me, you will have to be buried with me. I don't care, but you think you are worth it

When?”

She was betting that Su Jiuni was indeed poisoned by bloodshot insects, and that some people also bet that Su Jiuni's life is extremely important.

Without anyone stopping, Tianbao's slender fingertips easily strangled the woman's neck, "I know better than you if I was poisoned. You will die, and I will not be buried with you. Do you believe it?"

The neck was strangled and breathing suddenly became difficult. The fair skin above the woman's neck immediately turned red and blue veins burst out on her neck.

She was forced to raise her head and squeeze out a sound from her throat, "Then you will kill me now. The toxicity of the blood-sleeping insect will accumulate and superimpose in your body. When it reaches enough weight, you will become a madman! You will become a murderer who will not recognize relatives.

Mad! In the end, blood blew backwards and died! Hahahaha!"

Out of the corner of his eyes, the young man's white figure floated to the stage, pinching the girl's wrist. His black eyes were cold, and he paused word by word, "Excuse me, Gu!"

Lian Qiao's tense body relaxed and her lips curled gently, "I think I can't help but remove the Gu. There is my Qiang formation ahead. If you can successfully break through the formation, I will be left with nothing at that time."

Bai Yu turned around and headed towards the direction the woman pointed, "I'll go and break!"

"I want Su Jiuni to break in person."

Before the woman finished speaking, the young man flashed his blade in his hand, and turned around and stabbed her neck, which was even more cold and cruel than the girl!

"If you dare to plot against her again, I will cut off your flesh and feed it to the insects!" The young man's sharp blade was cut against her neck. The blood overflowing from the wound instantly blurred the gorgeous patterns on the woman's jacket and skirt. He asked indifferently.

, "I'm going to the formation, do you solve it, or can't solve it?"

The Qiang people on standby shouted, "Saint!"

"Stop! Don't hurt the saint of my clan!"

The smile of Forsythia's veil was frozen, her pupils were wide open and unbelievable, but the warm liquid from the neck was telling her that she had miscalculated her trick!

"You dare to hurt me-" Another wound was added to her neck, and she beat her back.

"I asked for the last time, is it an answer, or is it an answer?" The young man's voice became lighter, and his fingers holding the short blade tightened one by one before her eyes.

It seemed to tell her that if the answer did not satisfy him for the last chance, his next blow would not be just an irrelevant wound.
Chapter completed!