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- The night is coming gradually.
The sky has been filled with burning clouds for a long time, gradually dimming.
From dark red to black.
The night shrouded the entire southern border jungle.
Also completely covered this unknown mountain.
However, the night did not bring dead silence to this place, but brought strong laughter.
The bonfire is already burning.
The entire open space was filled with girls from the Le Wugu tribe.
They are wearing beautiful clothes.
Each and every one of the eyes gleamed with joy and excitement.
Although they knew what would happen next, they did not resist.
Instead, it is anticipation.
They are deeply influenced by the teachings of witchcraft, and believe that this is a gift from the great god of witchcraft.
They are selected.
Sacrifice for the prosperity of the tribe.
This is their glory.
And on the periphery of the bonfire, there are some men in the tribe.
They are busy, peeling the skins of the slaughtered animals, hanging them on the bonfire, and starting to barbecue.
It's their job.
At this moment, Li Wuyou was standing in front of the window of the wooden house, quietly, looking down at everything here.
He didn't want to get involved.
He was waiting here, and the young genius named Sang Boyun appeared.
Then, smash everything with your own hands.
"Aww!"
The bonfire at the foot of the mountain suddenly broke out.
Then, among the crowd, there was also a burst of excited cheers.
Li Wuyou cast his eyes slightly over.
It turned out that it was the soldiers from Zhennan Palace who appeared.
They took off their heavy and thick armor, and each of them wore simple clothes.
Strong and strong.
And those tribal girls who were selected, with excitement in their eyes, greeted them one after another.
"Ha ha¡¡"
"please!"
Amidst a burst of laughter, Liu Tianming and the high priest of the Wugu faction also appeared in Li Wuyou's sight.
The two walked side by side to the center of the campfire.
The wrinkles on the high priest's face were reddened by the bonfire.
In the eyes, there is a gleam of light.
The food, materials, etc. sent by Zhennan Wangfu are very important.
It can save many people in southern Xinjiang from starving to death.
He raised his wine glass and said to Liu Tianming who was beside him,
"My dearest friend, thank you for your continued support. On behalf of God Gu, and the people of Southern Border, thank you."
"Haha, you Nanjiang have also done a lot for our Zhennan Palace, happy cooperation!"
Liu Tianming greeted with a toast.
Gradually you come and go between the two, and the atmosphere is active.
And those soldiers around the bonfire, as well as those girls, these days, they have basically found someone they like, and then they started laughing.
They danced around the campfire.
Eating barbecue.
Some people showed off their voices.
The night sky seems to be full of vitality because of this.
"The little priest is here."
Just as it was getting lively, there was a burst of more excited screams from the crowd.
Little priest, here we come.
Li Wuyou's gaze flickered slightly, and then, he looked in the direction of people's gaze.
There appeared a young man wearing a fur robe.
His face is delicate.
His brows and eyes are stern.
Sitting on a wicker chair carried by four big men, he was walking towards this side.
He is Sang Boyun.
That Witch Gu faction, the youngest genius.
Inherited the evildoer of Jin Yulong Gu.
However, at this moment, his complexion seemed a little ugly.
Especially, when I saw those girls from the Witch Gu tribe showing their charming faces in the arms of the soldiers of Zhennan Palace.
Even more inadvertently wrinkled.
He didn't like this scene very much.
The girls in southern Xinjiang, the most beautiful girls, why should they be the playthings of these rude Central Plains men?things?
Still proud of it? !
Boom!
When these thoughts flashed through his mind, a trace of anger flashed in Sang Boyun's eyes.
Then, a wave of air broke out around him.
There was a faint layer of golden halo lingering around his body.
Looking at the shape, it looks like a dragon.
This is the true qi blessing brought to him by Jin Yulong Gu.
? It is stronger than ordinary true energy.
Phew!
Sang Boyun's figure swept up from the wicker chair, and then with a gust of wind, he flew directly towards the cheerful and lively crowd.
The storm shakes.
The bonfire swayed violently when it was blown.
Those soldiers were also stunned because of their low strength.
In an instant.
Sang Boyun came to Liu Tianming and the chief priest who were sitting opposite each other.
The Golden Dragon Qi converges.
He arched his hands,
"I have seen the great priest and Mr. Liu."
Although he doesn't like this kind of scene, he also understands the truth.
Must participate.
It is necessary to give face to the people of Zhennan Palace.
Otherwise, many people in southern Xinjiang will starve to death.
The conditions in southern Xinjiang are destined to not have much food.
But he also has self-confidence.
When he really gets ahead, he will definitely be able to change the face of southern Xinjiang.
Therefore, he thinks that he is groveling at this time.
It is to bear the burden of humiliation.
The pride in his eyes was faintly visible.
"Haha, young hero."
Looking at Sang Boyun's behavior, Liu Tianming could guess a thing or two, but he would never show it.
He smiled and said,
"I have long heard that Witch Gu sent out a young man with a talent for evil spirits. Seeing him today, his reputation is indeed well-deserved!"
"At a young age, he has already reached the realm of a fourth-rank master!"
"This is simply rare."
"Even if it is my Central Plains martial arts, Shaolin, endless suffering, etc., there is no such young fourth-rank grandmaster."
"Witches and Gu have a bright future."
"Mr. Liu doesn't know something. I just broke through to a fifth-rank master half a month ago."
Sang Boyun listened to Liu Tianming comparing himself with people from the Central Plains Wulin, a trace of pride appeared on his face, and said,
"Moreover, I have comprehended the three mysteries of witchcraft."
"Even if it is an ordinary sixth-grade grandmaster, I can fight!"
He is still very confident in his strength and talent.
"Fifth grade? That's even more amazing!"
When Liu Xianming heard this sentence, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
At this age, the grandmaster of the fourth rank is already unimaginable.
Now, the fifth grade has been broken again?
It's really a monster.
However, after a slight pause, he thought of the helpless guy who had crushed him, and he sighed again.
Perhaps Sangbo Yun is very strong.
However, comparing the two, he is still far behind.
Not even a fraction of that guy.
"There is something, I might as well tell you, my grandson plans to participate in the first lottery of the Central Plains Wulin this year."
At this time, the old priest on the side also said proudly,
"With his strength, I think, this time, he will definitely be able to win the first prize in the world."
"My witchcraft faction has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time. This time, I will definitely attract the attention of the world."
The high priest looked excited and proud.
After the voodoo demon made trouble, the voodoo sect remained silent for many years.
Now I finally have a chance to see Jianghu again.
He can't wait!
"Come back out of the rivers and lakes!"
"It will be prosperous for ten thousand years!"
The girls near the bonfire heard the conversation here, and their faces were full of anticipation and enthusiasm.
They all shouted.
They also hoped that their own martial arts genius would be able to lead the Wugu faction to make a name for themselves in the arena again.
The atmosphere of the party.
It also became more lively with the shouts of these girls.
"Prosperity for ten thousand years?"
"Your dreams will eventually burst!"
Halfway up the mountain, the corners of Li Wuyou's mouth raised and he sneered.
Then he pushed open the door. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??
"Prosperity for ten thousand years?"
"Your dreams will eventually burst!"
Halfway up the mountain, the corners of Li Wuyou's mouth raised and he sneered.
Then he pushed open the door. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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