The world was silent for a moment, and everyone looked around, not knowing where the white light came from.
Chu Xiong and Hun Ming looked at each other and saw the disbelief in each other's eyes. They both said in unison: "This is sword energy? How is this possible?"
The two of them were even more confused after searching for four weeks. No outsiders took action. Where did the sword energy come from?
The three people watching from a distance did not notice this abnormal situation. When the last stone was thrown, they thought that the man was going to die, so they lost the desire to watch and left without interest.
"The stone ceremony has ended. If Feng Ning'er does not die, he is a qualified member of the Corpse Clan. Please disperse!"
This time, before Hei Shi could speak, Hun Ming ended the bloody stone ceremony first. He wanted to step forward to check, but Hun Xiaotian pushed him away with all his strength.
Nineteen days, a full nineteen days, the fever did not subside, the skin was torn and the flesh was torn, and the completely naked Feng Ning'er had a breath of air. During this period, no one thought she could resist it, but on the nineteenth day, a miracle really happened.
, the decoction I was fed began to take effect, and the high fever finally subsided.
In order to prevent the high fever from burning out her brain, Hun Xiaotian tried every means, but God had mercy on her, and God finally let this poor girl go.
During this period, Hun Ming came four or five times, but Hun Xiaotian, who was still angry, didn't even let him enter the door. Hun Ming didn't care about him, but left some herbs and left happily.
"The little girl is awake?"
Hun Ming nodded slightly and finally showed a smile.
"Old man, what are you proud of? Didn't you push others into a pit of fire?"
"No matter what, as long as the result is good!"
Chu Xiong scratched his bald forehead and said, "The result? Old guy, where did that sword energy come from?"
"You don't know, how can I know? Without moving the body and releasing sword energy, only those great masters in Xishu Mountain can do it. Do you think that girl looks like a great master?"
"nonsense……"
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Maybe God has opened his eyes."
"Heaven? People from the barbaric realm are not allowed to enter heaven. Old man, you have even forgotten such a thing."
"Why!"
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry for your mother."
…
The sun was shining brightly, and it was a rare good weather. Hun Xiaotian made a bamboo chair, pushed Feng Ning'er wrapped into a rice dumpling out to bask in the sun, and then squatted aside to nibble on a few wild hawthorns.
With only his head still outside, Feng Ning'er smiled slightly at him.
"You're just laughing your ass off. You almost lost your life and you're still laughing. What's so good about inheriting the corpse clan?"
"Brother Xiaotian, I want to eat fish."
"Well!"
Hun Xiaotian spat out a few bitter crumbs and said, "Where can I catch fish in the barbaric realm now?"
"I don't care, I just want to eat fish."
Hun Xiaotian clapped his hands and stood up and said, "Okay! All we have to do is go into the ice water and see if we can catch a few charm fish."
"But let me tell you first, the fish is very slippery and you may not be able to catch it."
"Um!"
Hun Xiaotian looked up at the sky, feeling very good, and walked away. Looking at his retreating back, Feng Ning'er muttered like a mosquito: "Brother Xiaotian, can I be your wife?"
After saying that, as if he was afraid that the person would hear him, he shrank his neck and his cheeks turned red.
…
"Cousin, we have searched all the mountains and rivers in the Barbarian Territory, but there is no chance. Why did that old thief Ouyang Tong put so much effort into cleaning up the Barbarian Territory for ten years? Really?
Just for that piece of stone?"
"Although the Master Master has not told us clearly, all the disciples in the Four Mountains know that what Binggu is after is the mysterious soul-soothing stone."
After listening to Wei Ting's words, Qi Nanying said insinuatingly: "In the eyes of ordinary people, you disciples from the four mountains in the world are all gods who save people in trouble, but in the eyes of the barbarians, they are all cannibals and demons who don't spit out bones, but you can kill so many just for a stone."
People, I don’t know if the people who receive your incense know this.”
Lin Xiaozhuo said displeasedly: "We in Xishu Mountain have not killed anyone from their barbarian territory. On the contrary, your eighteen sects of eagles and dogs have killed quite a few."
"Without the protection of your real master, the Eighteen Sects wouldn't even dare to enter the barbarian realm even if they took the courage of a leopard, let alone destroy the seven tribes in the barbarian realm."
The bickering between the two put Wei Ting in a dilemma. On one side was his cousin, and on the other was his fellow junior. Although he had joined the mountain a few years earlier, he did not dare to offend Lin Xiaozhuo, not to mention that he was more qualified than himself.
, The Lin family is a well-established family in the West, and its strength is not weaker than the lower six sects among the eighteen sects. Not to mention, he has an older brother in the Western Shu Mountains whose cultivation is higher than his own.
"Okay, you two should stop talking. We form a team to take care of each other. No matter how incompetent those two old guys are, they are still sure to destroy us."
"Also, I'm not talking about you Nan Ying. You are also the young master of Qi Dian. You are too old to speak properly."
Lin Xiaozhuo knew Qi Nanying better than his cousin. This person was cynical on the surface, but he was very deep in the city, but at least it was his fellow senior who spoke, so Lin Xiaozhuo still had to give him some face.
"Okay, senior brother, it's almost over this time. As expected, there will be movement in the Four Mountains soon. Master Jade Star will definitely not allow his disciples to go out like the previous times. In order to avoid being punished, you and I should go back to the mountain quickly.
!”
"Junior brother Lin is absolutely right."
Qi Nanying snorted coldly in his heart: "Get out of here! I've had enough of you big-tailed wolves for a long time. I don't care about the opportunity of the Barbarian Realm because your family's great career is so great. I don't want to miss it." Thinking of this, he stood up and said: "Then I'll be respectful.
I’m sending it to my two brothers.”
"Nanying, be more careful and don't underestimate Manyu."
Lin Xiaozhuo patted his shoulder and said clearly: "Senior Brother Wei is worrying too much, but Junior Brother Qi is very thoughtful."
Watching the two people leaving, Qi Nanying twitched the corner of her mouth viciously: "Xishushan Mountain, sooner or later I will trample you under my feet."
…
Hun Xiaotian came back happily, holding two thin fish as long as chopsticks in his hand. Feng Ning'er wanted to move her body, but found that she couldn't move at all, so she had to smile in return.
Hun Xiaotian scratched the bridge of her nose and said, "Hey! You're pretty lucky."
Looking at her wet clothes, Feng Ning'er instantly regretted her willfulness, and thought with some sadness in her heart: These charming fish live in extremely cold ice water, and Brother Xiaotian must have spent a lot of effort to catch them.
So, when the large bowl of hot fish soup was served, she didn't regain much of her appetite. She only drank a few mouthfuls of fish soup and didn't want to eat anymore.
But Hun Xiaotian was a little annoyed and couldn't help but said: "You girl, you said you wanted to eat fish, but you didn't eat the fish I caught for you."
Feng Ning'er blinked twice and said timidly: "Brother Xiaotian must be very cold! You can eat it!"
Hun Xiaotian was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had wrongly blamed her. He immediately showed a harmless expression and said: "Where! It's not cold. You have just recovered from a serious illness. You must eat more."
Having said that, when the spoon was handed over to her, she turned her head away, and Hun Xiaotian said helplessly: "Let's do this! It's still like when I was a child, you take one bite and I take one bite. That's okay, right?"
"Um!"
Feng Ning'er had just taken a few mouthfuls of fish soup, but felt that something was wrong with what he said, and protested vaguely: "Brother Xiaotian, I...I am not a child anymore."
"Okay, okay, you're a big kid."
"Well! It's not fair, brother Xiaotian, you also want a big spoon for your own."
"Okay, okay, I also have a big spoonful."
…
Zhao Jiuduan slammed an object to the ground. After the sound of falling apart subsided, he said quietly: "Her grandma will not die like this, her life is tough enough."
"Black Knight, is there any other way?"
The black waiter's one arm kept rubbing against the wooden chair. He looked at Zhao Jiuduan for a few times but did not speak. He was hesitating whether to help him or not. The moment Hun Xiaotian flicked his soul power into the fragrance, he was already shaken.
Well, that kid is not as unbearable as people say. The nine tribes in the Barbarian Realm have been centered on the Soul Tribe for thousands of years. As long as that kid has some achievements, he should not completely fall to this side. What kind of thing is Zhao Jiuduan and who can he compare to?
Everyone knows that the origin of the name Guang makes people shudder. He is not afraid of the revenge of the Hun Clan. If Hun Ming is a short-term protector, he will not let himself preside over the stone ceremony. It's just that he is left alone in the Wu Clan, not for himself.
, he must also consider the race at every step.
"Black Knight, what are you thinking about?"
Zhao Jiuduan saw the hesitation in his eyes and asked displeasedly.
"How do you think those two old guys can win if Binggu fights?"
"No chance of winning." Black Waiter answered truthfully.
"After they die, do you think there is anyone in the Barbarian Territory who can be my opponent?"
"No."
Zhao Jiuduan's eyes became sinister, "Then why are you still hesitating? Believe it or not... I will make you the last of the Wu clan now?"
Chief Black took a breath and scolded all the eighteen generations of Zhao Jiuduan's ancestors in his heart. After calming down, he felt that this bitch really had some sense of human nature and actually hit his target right away.
Zhao Jiuduan suddenly smiled softly again: "It's just a joke. No one in this barbarian realm can live without you, Black Knight."
The little trick of using both soft and hard tactics is just a child's trick in his eyes, but his real pain point is that he is not as strong as the talents.
"In one month, you should be sixteen years old!"
Zhao Jiuduan was stunned for a moment, then understood the meaning of his words and chuckled: "I knew you were still facing me, Black Knight."
"With your intelligence, it's not difficult to think of this."
"Having said that, without you as the host of the Wu clan, there will be no rules and regulations. I will be in charge of the nine clans in the future. If my reputation is not justified, I will be criticized."
"The nine tribes have etiquette and laws. A man who is over sixteen years old can choose to marry any woman of suitable age within the tribe. Feng Ning'er has just performed the stone ceremony, so he is of the right age."
Although Zhao Jiuduan already understood what he meant, he still habitually made things clearer. This was his habit, and it was also his conduct as the witch master in charge of etiquette.
"However, I still want to remind you that if anyone objects, the two of them will go to Xuanyuan Terrace to determine the woman's ownership based on winning or losing. If you go to Xuanyuan Terrace, you will be responsible for your life and death."