Most of the buildings in the Zoroastrian temple were built in a uniform courtyard, which were used to accommodate monks from all tribes from all over the world who participated in the hunting.

The number 397 is Mo Yu's residence. The woman led the way and pushed open the gate of the courtyard, lowered her head and showed a hint of rosy look on her pretty face.

"Guest, I am the External Water Bones of the Zoroas, responsible for taking care of your daily life during this period. You can ask me any need."

Mo Yu looked calm and glanced at the courtyard, as if she hadn't noticed the deep meaning of her words, and said lightly: "It's okay, you go down first."

The water bones tightened and loosened their body, "Yes, guest." She turned around and left, but she did not leave the yard and walked into a small house in the corner.

"Hehe, boy Yumo, you said a little bit that this little girl will be obediently warming your quilt tonight. I have first-class eyesight, but this is a top-notch one. I really don't plan to eat it in my mouth?" The Lord of the First Peak smiled obscenely, his voice full of temptation.

"Let her leave may attract other surveillance from most of the Zoroastrians. Can you be less trouble or less? Master thinks it is right?"

"Hmph! It's boring, you kid is just a bump of wood and don't know how to enjoy it!"

"If I can't even resist this little temptation for men and women, my master will be really disappointed."

The Lord of the First Peak laughed, "Okay, the totems of most of the Zoroastrians are very strong, I can't show up at will, be careful during this period."

After the words fell, he remained silent.

Mo Yu pushed the door and entered the room. His divine thoughts flowed like a tide, sweeping through every inch of corner. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he raised his hand and fell into the void.

A simple little method that can be warned when you are peeping, which is enough.

After all, in most of the Zoroastrians, he was not ready to do anything, just wait for the time to come.

...

The quiet area is gradually becoming lively, and more and more guests join the hunting, with more than one thousand people.

Shui Gu sat restlessly, listening to the faint hum and whispering in the surrounding courtyard, his white and small face turned red.

These people are so shameless. The scenes they have made up for, regardless of day or night, made her body weak.

More importantly, the guests must have heard it too...

With his strength, he must be more clear!

Shuigu felt scared, afraid that the door would be pushed open roughly in the next moment and pressed hard on the bed.

Finally, when she was having lunch, she stood up and left in a hurry. When she was discharged, she turned around and looked at the closed door. Shuigu couldn't help but think secretly, could this guest be sick?

Her face turned red and she cursed shamelessly, so she quickly left.

...

Mo Yu naturally didn't know that he was suspected of having illness, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hold back and smiled bitterly.

There are indeed some means to have the current status of most of the Zoroastrians.

For example, these beautiful girls who were sent to serve guests.

After the clouds and rains, if bloodlines can be nurtured, it is possible to attract a strong clan member for the tribe.

The Great Wilderness Tribe does not prohibit external tribes from joining. On the contrary, it is extremely welcome. The more excellent bloodlines the tribe will be stronger in the future.

Taking a step back, even if you fail to succeed, you can add a newborn with great potential to most of the Joseons.

However, the monks during the Great Wilderness Tribe period were indeed "righteous and bright", and there was no sign of concealment.

Of course, perhaps they didn't think it was inappropriate in their consciousness.

Only the physical constitution of a monk can strongly support such a wonderful thing as a day and night conquest.

But, everything is illusory after all!

These people and these things only exist in the long river of time that has passed.

He is just a passerby!

Mo Yu felt a moment of clarity in his heart, and a little restlessness disappeared quietly.

Suddenly, a burning sensation came from inside him.

This is...the bloodline of the Vulcan!

Mo Yu's face changed slightly, and he looked at the void in front of him. In this direction, a strong call came.

Most of the worship of the Fire...the bloodline of the Vulcan...

Is there some resonance between the two?

Hesitate for a moment, don't say that you have grown up and push the door to the outsider.

...

There are more and more people, but the situation is not chaotic. After all, those who can enter the outside world of Zoroastrian are qualified to participate in the joint hunting of the three major departments.

No one is stupid, so naturally he doesn't want to make enemies for himself.

Of course, the power of most of the Zoroastrians itself is also a great shock.

But there are exceptions in the end.

Most of the Zoropause has been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, and many affiliated tribes have been divided due to various reasons. Although they no longer use the name of Zoropause, they are flowing with the blood of most of the Zoropause. When they return to Zoropause, they naturally feel that they are superior to others.

The Flame Tribe is such an affiliated tribe.

The main team is about to hunt, and they are fighting with the moon and eclipse to chase the sun and fight openly and secretly, so they must do their best to help.

The clan leader personally led 27 strong men from the clan tribe. As the direct young clan leader, Bazaar was proud of being watched by everyone.

Yesterday, the summoning of most of the great priests worshipped by the Irrigation made him feel even more excited, and he regarded himself as his master within this external range.

I drank too much today...

Baza leaned on the chair, his eyes were blurred, and suddenly his eyes lit up, revealing his interest.

"Young clan leader, this woman looks like a person who worships most of the outside world." A man behind her frowned.

"Young people are disappointed. My dignified young leader of the Fierce Flame tribe. If you like this woman, it's only her luck. Who dares to care about me?" Bazaar waved his hand and said, "Go and bring it to me."

The water bone tightened the rattan box and saluted respectfully, "I have seen a few guests." As he said that, he was about to bypass it.

"Wait!" A monk from the Fire Tribe smiled, "My Master Bazaar in my tribe is interested in you, so please follow me to serve you."

Shuigu's face turned pale and he smiled reluctantly: "I already have guests to serve..."

"Hmph! Who can compare with Young Master Bazaar!" This person's face turned cold and his breath became cold, "Let's go, don't waste time!"

Shuigu gritted his teeth and suddenly took a step back, "I have served one guest and can no longer serve others. Please do not make things difficult for the guests."

"What happened?" Several monks of the Irrigation worshippers noticed this and stepped forward to ask.

Shuigu hurriedly told the whole story.

The monks from the Flame Tribe sneered without any fear.

Sure enough, after several monks from most of the Irrigation worshippers asked about their identities, they showed dilemma on their faces.

It’s easy for others to solve the problem. If the rules for most of the people who worship the Zoroastrian are put forward, who dares to really disobey?

It was the Fiery Fate that was in the limelight these two days!

The key is that the high priest was summoned yesterday...

After looking at each other, a monk from the Irora worshipper said, "Shuigu, please go with them, we will explain this matter to you."

It is naturally not cost-effective to commit crimes against a person from the Flame Tribe for an external woman who has no talent for cultivation.

As for the guests who served in Shuigu before, just choose another beautiful one and send it over, would you still be unhappy?

Even if you are not happy, what can you do!

Shuigu's face turned pale, "This...this...some adults..."

She kept looking at a handsome young man among the few people, but the man lowered his head and never looked at her.

Shuigu's eyes completely dimmed, as if he had lost his soul.

"Haha!" As she laughed, several monks from the Flame Tribe pulled the water bone away.

Her unsightly eyes swept through the crowd, and suddenly a slight flashed through the light, but it soon became silent.

But at this moment, a faint voice suddenly rang out, "Wait, where are you going to take my maid?"

Shuigu suddenly turned around, his face full of disbelief!

Mo Yu stepped out with a calm expression.

"Boy, don't be overwhelmed with sympathy, it's not fun here!" The Lord of the First Peak was angry.

"Master, this woman is useful to me."

The Lord of the First Peak was silent for a moment, "If you are noticed by the tribal totem here, I can't save you."

“…I will pay attention to the right measure.”

Mo Yu was also a little helpless because the power summoned to his Fire God's bloodline actually came from the water bone.
Chapter completed!