Camp at night.

The Sioux people, who were good at singing and dancing, lit bonfires, and around them, they danced merrily.

A rugged male voice sang the historical hymns of the Sioux people:

Beautiful goddess in the plateau,

The silver dragon of the holy lake looks pretty like that.

One step forward is worth a hundred handsome horses,

She took a step back and was worth a hundred fat sheep;

In winter she is warmer than the sun,

In summer she is cooler than the moon;

Covered in fragrant race flowers,

Swarms of bees surround you;

Although there are countless Sioux warriors,

Only the Tiger King is worthy of her;

The Tiger King went on an expedition to the south,

Now she's in the empty room.

......

Martin held the wine glass in his arms and hugged Garman, and said to Elder Manniu with a smile: "Hahaha, I heard it again, this is the epic! Elder Manniu, have you seen the lake god? Could it be that after the death of the Tiger King, the lake god has been widowed? Pretty widow ......"

The brute bull hurriedly said: "Mr. Bocelli, be cautious, if the lake god hears it, you will be punished." ”

Martin, whose face was flushed, was unrelenting: "Hehe, according to my research...... In the records of other peoples, there is another name for the warrior challenge of your Sioux tribe......"

Selfelfo, who was with him at the drink, asked, "Mr. Bocelli is really erudite and worthy of being an explorer, and dare to ask what is another title?"

Martin picked up Garman and put it on his body, Garman's smooth calves kicked, and the red gauze skirt slid to the waist, revealing fairer thighs, and Garman reached out to pull the skirt with a sigh of disgust.

Self hurriedly raised his glass to block his vision, peeking through his fingers.

Martin replied: "Hahaha, you Sioux may not like to hear this name, but there is more than one relevant record, I still believe it, they call the warrior challenge the lake god to choose a husband." ”

The Sioux people in the audience were shocked!

Martin continued: "You Sioux do not go down the plateau, know that you have driven several tribes out of the plateau, some to the seashore, to the river of cabbage, and to the north to Athabas, as far as the city of Edith. More than one has recorded the matter of the lake god's choice of husband.

So, be kind to the silver arowana in Lake Texco, they may be your relatives...... Hahaha. ”

The noise stopped abruptly, the singing stopped, and so did the dancing.

Chandler hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my young master is drunk and talking nonsense, I'll take him to the tent to rest." ”

Chandler and Carman left with a drunken Martin.

The song continues:

The tiger king is so colorful and gorgeous,

If you want to show your might, go to Tanlin!

......

"Bang!"

Grandmaster Lan Yu smashed the wine bowl and scolded, "This bastard! When this matter is over, I must let him know the price of insulting the Sioux people......"

The bull said, "Blue Feather!

Blue Feather: "But ......"

"I think he's probably right......" a voice came from the corner.

Everyone looked at it, hiding in a corner where the bonfire could not be illuminated, and there was a person hidden in the darkness, and everyone who knew it was the most mysterious Shadow Elder of the Spell Binding among the Thirteen Grandmasters.

The Shadow of the Spell continued, "None of the juniors should step aside. ”

The dancing stopped, the crowd receded, and only a dozen or so people remained around the campfire.

The Shadow of the Spell continued, "I'm just talking about my own feelings, everyone here has been the guardian of the temple, and everyone is not allowed to serve as a guardian until they enter the Grandmaster realm.

Oh, by the way, Selffort you haven't been a Guardian, it's okay, just listen to it.

Every time you are on duty for three days, you have to bathe in the holy pool once, and everyone has experienced this. Don't you feel like time flies by when you bathe, like you've been asleep for a while. ”

Seeing that some of the others echoed and nodded, the Shadow of the Spell continued: "Because I am a dark person and am very sensitive to spiritual skills, I feel like I have been attacked by spirits every time I take a bath, but my body is not abnormal except for being slightly tired. ”

Having said that, the Grandmasters confirmed some details, especially the feeling that they were tired after bathing in the Holy Pool. Combined with the words of the explorer Bocelli, they shuddered, no wonder the grandmaster could not serve as the guardian of the temple, no wonder the warrior had to be the strongest man, the female image of the lake god...... Could it be that the god of the lake ......

After a long silence, someone said, "That Bocelli can't stay!"

"Whether he is right or wrong, he can't stay!" someone chimed in.

"Fifty out of five of his Beastmaster ruins are ......"

"No, it's the sixth floor, and those few Castillan teenagers can't stay, they know about our deal with Bocelli, and if Bocelli disappears, they will be suspicious. ”

"When you open the ruins, you'll kill them all. ”

"That's right, the beast king who was originally killed by the lake god should be inherited by us. ”

"Those chicks are good, they can ......"

"...... the future Guardians and Brave Challenge?"

The bull said, "As usual......! You should feel honored! Just don't go around talking! Keep your mouth shut!"

......

Flying for a day and a night, the airship ran through Lake Tesco from north to south.

Jacques measured the position with a sextant, adjusted the direction slightly, and flew for another half a day. Drop the airship to a low altitude just a few hundred meters above the ground.

Eventually, Jacques settled on his target, adjusted the source stone device to lower the airship, and finally, the massive airship disappeared into the valley.

Jumping out of the rattan basket and stepping on the stable ground, Jacques felt unsteady on his feet, staggered, shook his head, shook his legs, and finally stood firmly, and it felt so good to land.

Then Jacques reached out and took Lily out of the rattan basket and kissed her secretly.

This irritated Marianne, and she yelled that if she didn't take her out, she wouldn't come out.

Finally, with Lily's permission, Jacques lifted Marianne out of the rattan basket and slowly lowered it to the ground.

Three men and a cat, led by Jacques, headed deeper into the valley. After a few bends, it merges into another valley washed out by the torrent, and so many twists and turns that Marianne can no longer make out the direction, and it feels that each valley is so similar.

However, after turning a corner, it suddenly became clear that it was no longer a valley with a ray of sky, but a spacious and flat wasteland.

What attracted the attention of the three of them even more was a graceful figure with fluttering silver hair standing at the mouth of the valley, and Jacques and Lily immediately recognized who it was.

The silver-haired figure turned around, and Jacques secretly sighed that Fat Orange was right, with a dignified and beautiful face and a bewitching red-eyed silver hair.

"Hello, Terenas...... Ma'am, I'm Jacques, and this is Lily, and Marianne. Jacques introduced.

"Here comes the kitten, come, let me hug it. Terenas said.

Marianne silently stepped forward and handed the fat orange in her arms to the silver-haired Terenas, ignoring the fat orange's pleading and affectionate eyes.

When she returned to Jacques's side, Marianne realized that the fat orange in her arms was gone!

Jacques plucked up his courage and said, "Lady Trenas, your current image is a little too ...... highlighted, I am afraid of arousing their suspicion. Can you ......?"

"No problem. After that, the silver-haired woman immediately looked like she was more than ten years younger, her height became shorter, her cheeks were slightly rounder, and her eyes were no longer a strange red, but she still had silver hair. In the blink of an eye, the lake god turned into a silver-haired girl of fourteen or fifteen.

Then the lake god said in a soft voice, "By the way, Jacques, right?" I thought about your plan. There is one thing that I want to change.

Those Sioux grandmasters are, after all, the fathers of my children, so I'm not going to kill them, but give them some hints, as long as they choose strong men for me in the future.

As for what kind of system reform you are talking about, restore the old rites...... I don't understand it, so forget it. ”

Jacques burst into tears and thought, "Sister, don't take such a fool of you! I've started a revolution, and you suddenly say you won't fight?" Do you know that if those grandmasters return to Zidilan and find that the city has been occupied by the revolutionaries with black scarves, and their wealth has been divided equally, maybe some people will die......

What will those grandmasters think, what will they do, and what will they do? Can they listen to your hints and live peacefully with the poor people?

Sister, you're going to kill me!"

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