For the next few days, Prajna spent most of his time in his room and cultivating. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoEveryone is also in full swing to make final preparations for the upcoming war.

After Han Wu left that day, he never looked for Prajna again, but Han Wen came once.

Although the two brothers are twins, their personalities are very different. Han Wu was much more extroverted and cheerful, and the introverted and calm Han Wen thought about it that night and felt that his feelings were too restrained, so he was preempted by his younger brother Han Wu. So Han Wu took the initiative to find Hanruo this time, wanting to find her to go out with her, but was also rejected by Hanruo for the same reason, so Han Wu left lonely.

Mo Ling saw the performance of the two holy sons of Hanwen and Hanwu after being rejected by Praruo, and secretly admired in his heart, in the end, it was the holy son from the big tribe, and he had no intention of entanglement after being rejected by Praruo. Thinking about Mo Li's performance before, Mo Ling also had to admit the gap.

On the afternoon of the seventh day when Pranya arrived at Chiyou Village, someone finally informed them one by one that all the tribes had arrived, and the great god of Chiyou summoned all the tribes to hold a meeting in the central square of the camp tonight.

Hearing this news, Prajna had mixed feelings in his heart. Prajna didn't want the war to come so soon, but the waiting time was too hard.

After everyone's discussion, in the evening, Praruo still rushed to the big square in the center of the camp with Lian Bo and Moxiang.

It's still a bonfire, but it's much larger.

"Sister Pranya, this way. ”

As soon as she arrived at the square, she heard someone calling herself, and when she looked around, she realized that it was Meilan and others sitting around a bonfire and waving to her. Seeing someone coming over to greet Lian Bo and Mo Xiang, Praruo also sat down next to the circle of people in Meizu Blue with confidence.

After sitting down, Pranya greeted everyone one by one, basically all of them had seen at Meilan's place that night, except for a young man with a gloomy face. Meizu introduced that he was the holy son of the Makuya tribe, and he was not present at the last meeting because there were other arrangements for the night.

Pranya greeted Makuya, who just nodded with a gloomy face and didn't speak. Zong Ling'er whispered to Prajna that this Holy Son of the Night has always been like this, and he didn't mean to target Prajna.

Pranya cautiously looked around at the layout of the large playground. The campfire they sat on was kind of in the middle ground. In front of them was a huge platform made of a single boulder, and a bonfire was lit on it, but there was no one on it. Beneath the boulders, countless bonfires were lit in the shape of fans. There were no people sitting next to the campfires closest to the boulders.

"Sister Prajna, the position above the platform belongs to the great god of Chiyou, and then the bonfires closest to the platform in the square are reserved for all of you, that is, those brothers of the great god of Chiyou. Then there are us, the sons and daughters, and the last ones are the high priests of the various tribes who have followed us. ”

Seeing that Praruo was looking around, Han Wu enthusiastically introduced the situation in the field to Praruo.

"Thank you, Brother Hanwu. ”

Praruo thanked him politely, then looked back and saw Lian Bo and Mo Xiang next to a bonfire on the outermost part.

"Sister Ling'er, today the great god Chiyou summoned everyone, is the war about to start?"

Praruo asked Zong Ling'er who was sitting next to her in a low voice.

"It should be, before you came, Sister Miao Miao said that it was the same last time, and then the war started in two days. ”

Zong Ling'er peeked at Ye Miao Miao and whispered to Praruo.

Zong Ling'er is very lively on weekdays, but she is very afraid of Ye Miaomiao. Although Ye Miao Miao is one year older than Zong Ling'er, she is only seventeen years old this year. Ye Miao Miao was only twelve or thirteen years old when she last went to war, right? I don't know why she was so obsessed with war, she was a freak.

"I don't know how many holy sons and holy daughters we have in our Jiuli clan?"

Prajna looked around, and it seemed that there were not many people of his age.

"There were originally eighty-one tribes of our Jiuli tribe, but later some tribes disappeared due to natural disasters, and of course new tribes arose, so the specific number is not elaborate. ”

Han Wen replied from the side.

"Of course, the number of holy sons and holy daughters cannot be so large, and many tribes do not have holy sons or holy women. As far as I know, there are only about twenty sons and daughters who have come here. This also includes the situation that our Han tribe has two holy sons, me and Han Wu. ”

Hanwen finally found a chance to perform in front of Prajna.

More than twenty?

This number is already quite a lot in Prajna's mind. Along the way, she hadn't met a few tribes with holy sons or holy daughters at all, and she thought that there were only about a dozen of them, but she didn't expect that there were more than twenty. However, if you think about the Jiuli tribe, there are more than eighty tribes in total, and if you compare it like this, more than twenty holy sons and saints are not too many.

Slowly, after almost all the people from all tribes had arrived, Prajna looked to both sides, only to find that the campfires on both sides were full of people at some point. Probably those holy sons and saints except for myself. They split into two groups, one with eight people sitting around the campfire, like their own, and the other with only seven people. It seems that Hanwen's information is not wrong, a total of twenty-three holy sons and holy daughters.

At this time, Prajna felt that there seemed to be people sitting down next to the bonfire in front of him, and when Prajna looked up, he was shocked in his heart. Are those people?

I saw that those 'people' were all strangely shaped, and some of them were human and animal heads, which was relatively normal. What's more, some of them can't be called 'human' at all. It's exactly like an animal, even like a plant.

After feeling the inexplicable sense of panic in Prajna, the swordsman also looked forward through Prajna's eyes, but he didn't find anything abnormal. I don't know where those strange things like snake people and tree people in Prajna's consciousness come from?

"Those are the brothers of the great god Chiyou. Many of our Jiuli tribes were founded by these adults. ”

Zong Ling'er didn't notice the abnormality of Praruo's face, and when she saw her looking over there, he explained to her in a low voice.

was interrupted by Zong Ling'er like this, Praruo subconsciously glanced back at her, and when she turned her head to look again, she found that everything had changed, and the people sitting there were clearly people like them, how could there be any monsters?