"Fat brother. ”

"Fat brother. ”

Xia Tuo and Qiao'er softly shouted for the collapsed fat man, but the fat brother seemed to be really salted and lay motionless on the stone bed.

He clutched the jade pendant that was already covered with fine cracks in his hand, and muttered in his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Uncle, the fat brother's heart is dead. ”

Qiao'er stretched out her little hand and shook the fat vigorously, but the fat brother let his body shake, and he didn't show any agility at all, and his eyes were gray.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Yu Jue, who represented the identity of the ancient Tao Zhu clan, was shattered, and he lost his identity as a descendant of the Tao Zhu clan.

In fact, he had long lost his identity as a descendant of the Tao Zhu clan, but he did not give up, the first, second, third, and fourth, how could there be such an opportunity in the test of the Tao Zhu clan, but he had never given up.

Xia Tuo dragged the fat brother against the wall and patted his face, but unfortunately it was still a pair of godless eyes, and he didn't even bother to move to look at him.

"Uncle, since the fat brother has been expelled from the clan, why don't we take him in. ”

Qiao'er tilted her head, thought about it and said, she thinks it's good to let the fat brother join the Xia tribe, after all, the Xia tribe is a big family for many people who don't have a home.

It's easy to take in the fat brother, for Xia Tuo, the fat brother is kind to him, not to mention the spiritual root, just the fierce beast bone marrow that allowed him to open up the four heavenly veins in one fell swoop, which is worthy of his cultivation for a year or two, and he will be rewarded for this kindness.

How can a person be called back if he is easy to receive?

That's where it gets tough.

Mourning is greater than heart death, a person loses the faith condensed in the bloodline inheritance, which is equivalent to completely losing faith and becoming a stinky salted fish.

"Uncle, you are the best, you must have a way. ”

Qiao'er looked at Xia Tuo with big eyes, Xia Tuo thought about it, glanced at the sluggish fat brother, and said to Qiao'er and the three, "You go to the door and wait for me first." ”

Qiao'er obediently jumped off the stone bed, poked her head through the crack in the door that was about to close completely, and said, "Uncle, you are the most powerful." ”

Xia Tuo sat on the stone bed and shook the fat brother's body, the fat brother raised his head slightly and grinned at him, and became a salted fish again.

He held the crumbs of Yu Jue in his hands, and there was pain in his eyes.

"Fat brother, you have been expelled from the clan, right!"

Hearing this, the fat brother looked up mechanically and nodded again. “

"Your tribe is powerful?"

The fat guy nodded again.

Seeing the fat brother's response, Xia Tuo breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid that the salted fish would be salty and smelly, but he was afraid that the salted fish would completely lose his dream, even if it was a salted fish, he would aspire to be the most smelly salted fish.

"How powerful is that, more powerful than the Crow Tribe?"

The corners of the fat brother's mouth flashed with disdain, the corners of his mouth surged, and his voice was hoarse.

"Mole ants. ”

I understand, compared to the Taozhu clan, the crow tribe is an ant.

"Who is that and the former ancient tribe. ”

So, Xia Tuo thought about it and compared it with the most powerful tribe he knew.

"Mole ants. ”

Compared with the Taozhu clan, the Wangu tribe is also an ant.

Now Xia Tuo looked at the fat brother, he had nothing to compare, he was really a person who couldn't look good, he couldn't see that the fat brother didn't look good, but his background was very awesome.

Speaking of this, Xia Tuo sat up straight all of a sudden, faced the fat brother, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and shook it vigorously.

"Fat brother, look at me!"

Xia Tuo's face was formal, and he said, "I'll tell you a story." ”

"A thirty~~~"

Suddenly, he paused, feeling that the story had to adapt to local conditions and follow the laws of development of each world, so he continued: "A story of three hundred years in the east of the river and three hundred years in the west of the river!"

"In the wilderness, there is a ......"

......

The fat brother's eyes flashed with a flash of light, grabbed Xia Tuo's hand, and hurriedly asked, "What you said is true!"

"Really, really!"

Xia Tuo nodded seriously and said, "The fighting spirit is terrifying, that's a legend!"

"Fat brother, you can too, don't bully the young man to be poor, it's not right, don't bully our fat brother is unlucky, three hundred years of Hedong and three hundred years of Hexi, today they ignore you, and tomorrow they can't afford to climb high. ”

Xia Tuo said loudly, and when he was excited, he almost pulled out the Wang sledgehammer, but fortunately, it was quite appropriate, and the salted fish he said turned over.

Whoa.

The fat brother tore off a piece of animal skin from his body, wrapped the jade jue slag in his hand, stuffed it into his arms, he leaned against the wall, and spread his body.

"We Tao Zhu. At this, a miserable smile appeared on his face.

"They Tao Zhu Clan are very far away from the border wasteland, and as the bloodline descendants of the Tao Zhu Clan, they all need to leave the tribe and be tested.

In fact, there is only one chance for the real test, if you can't complete the test, you will be expelled from the tribe, I have already failed, but the identity jade has not been completely shattered, I have always been lucky, thinking that I can get through the trick, after all, I still can't hide my heart. ”

"For some reason, they were banished to this remote wasteland with a broken civilization, but they were in the same condition as the person you talked about, can I really go back and slap them in the face?"

"Fat brother, of course, you are as good as Uncle. ”

Qiao'er pushed open the stone door and saw that the fat fish was no longer what it was just now, and immediately said with a smile.

"This time it's thanks to Qiao'er, otherwise I would have been buried in the belly of the fish. ”

Qiao'er blinked her big eyes and looked at Fat Brother, and said obediently: "Fat brother, come to our tribe." ”

"Your tribe. ”

"To the Wangu Mountain Range, the Great Xia Tribe, I, Xia Qiao'er, the High Priest of the Great Xia Tribe!"

Qiao'er said to the fat man very angrily, and there was arrogance in her words.

"High priest?"

Fat Yan shook his head lightly, and then said: "Since the fall of the former Wangu tribe in the Wangu Mountain Range, no Bobu has been born, how can there be a high priest in your tribe. ”

Only tribes above the Bebe are qualified to be called high priests.

"Humph!"

Qiao'er wrinkled her little nose and snorted very dissatisfiedly: "Qiao'er is the high priest, and this is what the totem told Qiao'er." ”

"Fat brother three hundred years of Hedong...... The Xia tribe can definitely become a Bobu. ”

Xia Tuo winked at the fat man and said, "Isn't that right?" ”

Thinking that his goal was to go back and step on those who looked down on him, what was it to lead a tribe to become a bern.

"Yes. ”

The fat brother responded that he was going to kill the people who returned to the ancestral land of the Tao Zhu clan.

"Fat brother, you joined Qiao'er's tribe, Qiao'er is very happy. ”

Qiao'er pushed the fat brother's body and shouted excitedly.

"Okay, rest for a few days, let's go back to the tribe. ”

Looking at the fat brother's somewhat pale face, Xia Tuo left the stone house with Qiao'er, spent a few beast cores again, and opened a few stone houses for Qiao'er and a few people to settle down.

It can be seen that this time it is a great blow to the fat brother's heart, and the depression in his heart is not something that he can enlighten with a story, and he needs to get out of depression by himself

In the stone house, he released the bones of the dove that he had killed.

Thanks to the last thunder triggered by Qiao'er, the kind old man finally went dark, and he grabbed the fingers of the old man's right hand.

Boom!

With the crisp sound of gold and iron, Xia Tuo suddenly withdrew his hand, and he saw that crystal beads of blood were squeezed out of his direct fingers.

I couldn't help but sigh with emotion that the sharp finger knife appeared, and five knives the size of a fingernail, as thin as a cicada's wing, and a transparent material appeared in his palm.

Buzz!

At this moment, the five finger knives emitted a silver light, suspended in the palm of his hand, because the finger knife had just pierced the finger, the finger knife recognized the master.

Blood Soldiers.

Fingering to the ruins.

These five small blades that could not be smaller could not be smaller, and they were a blood soldier, which was not the bronze soldiers created by the tribal military department, but a real divine weapon.

The blood soldiers are psychic, passed down from generation to generation, and Xia Tuo also got a knife technique about returning to the ruins.

In general, this is a very good divine weapon, and it did not exert its due power in the hands of the dove, but it was the first time he had seen such a small weapon.

He rummaged through the dove's body again, and found a scroll of animal skins, but unfortunately the contents of the scrolls were already blurred, and beyond that, it was a beast core in a bag of animal skins.

Oh howl.

Pouring the beast core into his hand, most of them were semi-pure realm and pure-blood essence beast cores, and there were only a few hybrid realm beast cores.

Fifty-five semi-pure-blood realm beast cores, twelve pure-blood realm beast cores.

Just as Xia Tuo was about to take the old guy back into the storage space, he looked at his half-scorched body, revealing a hint of thought.

It's a little weird.

He suddenly noticed that the calf of his left leg was even more swollen than his right leg, and he took out a copper sword from the space and tore open the animal skin that was attached to the calf of his left leg, revealing a raised scar.

This scar was very weird, it was straight from top to bottom, and he didn't hesitate to cut it directly with the bronze sword, and the blood was dripping, revealing a bead, which shimmered and crystalline, and it was stained with blood without staining it at all.

"What the hell is this? ”

Being hidden in the flesh and blood by a Heavenly Vein Realm martial artist, Xia Tuo suddenly became interested.

"Uncle. ”

At this time, Qiao'er's voice sounded, and Xia Tuo put away the bones of the dove and opened the stone door. “

"Uncle, what are you doing, let's go out ......"

Qiao'er suddenly saw the beads in Xia Tuo's hand, and suddenly couldn't help but show questions.

"What is this?"

Xia Tuo threw the beads in his hand to Qiao'er, and said loudly, "I got it from that old man." ”

Qiao'er pinched the bead and looked at it, and the pupils of her big eyes flashed with a blue light, and looked towards the inside of the beads.

"Uncle, this is a witchcraft inheritance. ”

The blue light in Qiao'er's eyes penetrated the beads, and she saw illusory magic runes in the inner world of the beads, and the beads were triggered to drop a beam of light, reflecting the magic runes on the stone wall.

Soon Qiao'er withdrew her eyes, and threw it to Xia Tuo without care.

"I've gotten some wishing witchcraft from Woo Woo, this is a curse witchcraft, it's just right for Brother Luo. ”

When Qiao'er said this, Xia Tuo showed a touch of surprise, could it be that his luck was good, how could he go out to pick up good things.

That's a coincidence, isn't it?