Qiu Meng saw Zhou Lang remembering his name and asked quickly, their clan is called Jiulong Nomad Clan, her grandfather Qiucang Lake is the leader of this clan, and her parents are no longer there, she is the granddaughter of Qiucang Lake.
, is also the saint of this tribe and the most beautiful girl.
"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 own name, you can slowly remember 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 strange, but in the countless tents on the meadow under the moonlight and stars, the oil lamps were still lit. Under the night, it looked extremely beautiful.
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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 it was or where it came from. He was confused about everything.
For a while, 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 to do so on the grounds that Zhou Lang's body had not yet recovered.
The wolf first recovers his body in the tribe.
Zhou Lang often feels that his meridians are burning like fire. If Xinzhi does not solve this problem, his body will definitely have problems. Maybe his cultivation will be completely destroyed. Although his memory is gone, he knows the importance of strength and needs to recover.
To regain memory, you need 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 amount of true 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. Except for Xiaoxi and Poison, Yuki Yamamoto and Yuki Muto were monks, Li Mengxue and others were not yet able to cultivate enough.
It is very difficult to get to the snowfield area of Jiulong Snow Mountain, so they seized the time to practice.
...
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 treated him.
Very good. With such a beautiful woman asking him about his well-being, he didn't feel that life after losing his memory was boring.
On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Lang and Qiu Meng still walked out shoulder to shoulder and took a walk on the meadow.
There are quite a few people in this nomadic clan. According to Qiu Meng, there are tens of thousands of people. Moreover, this is a nomadic clan in cultivation. The adults are generally martial arts masters. The slightly outstanding ones are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, the entire nomadic clan.
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
You have to take a closer look at Zhou Lang.
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 it 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 very 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.
I don't know why, 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, and Zhou Lang came from the outside world.
, she has a good cultivation level, and she likes the strong, so she vaguely falls in love with Zhou Lang. Otherwise, she would not let Zhou Lang live in her and her grandfather's account room. For months, she has nothing to do.
Do it, take 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's not easy for you to take me away. Tomorrow is the Warriors' Day here. Without discrimination of life and death, any man will accept the challenge of others. I am a saint,
You have to defeat all the challengers, because according to the regulations of our tribe, only the strongest of 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'm taken away by someone else,
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 of people, or even
There are hundreds of people, and 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.
...
The next night was 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.