Towering in the sky, the buildings in the clouds and mist appear from time to time like a fairyland. In the center of the complex, a dark darkness hung down into the sky like a mist and flowed down into the abyss.

"Woo woo~~~" The horns rolling in the distance broke through the tranquility of the wind and fog.

"Again—" Dozens of shadows rushed out of the building, the first beast shadow muttering in disgust.

These figures are a bit weird, with beasts, people, and even a few blonde and blue-eyed alien faces.

"Grunt..."There was a strange sound, and dozens of artillery carriages with a mysterious oppressive aura on the cold light shining on the body slowly pushed in front of them.

Behind them, squad after squad of fighters began to assemble!

"Old White Tiger, this attack day and night, when is it a head!" A crimson shadow fell from the sky, and his words were not without boredom.

"There is no way, but to keep. We can't let that group of monsters pass through this place, or the people below will be doomed. The mist dispersed, and the beast at the head was a giant tiger covered in white stripes.

"By the way, the eagle on the other side is very powerful. It's all winged, why don't you kill him?" a light dragon shadow appeared and said with some teasing.

"Why me again?" the fiery shadow was reluctant.

"You're the boss, who are you going to go, or you can ask these Terran brothers..."The dragon shadow continued, "Otherwise, you can give me the boss position, I'll go." ”

"You're so beautiful!" the crimson seemed to be stimulated, and the Hokage flashed straight towards the billowing gray mist in the distance.

"Open the cannon !!" the white tiger roared angrily in the sky, and the artillery carriage in front of him exploded like thunder.

Another day.... Here we go...

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"Knock~~Knock~~~"

The ringing of bells in the village surrounded by mountains and forests broke the silence of the morning smoke.

The children, who were calming down in the stream outside the village, burst out of the water when they heard the bell. Ignoring the wet robes on his body, he picked up his shoes one by one and ran barefoot towards the village.

"Brother Ting, what are you still doing in the water? Hurry up, I'm too late to wait for Uncle Xia to beat you again. A boy who had just picked up his shirt turned and shouted at an older boy who was still in the stream.

The young man wiped a handful of water droplets from his forehead and smiled, "You go first, I'll be back immediately." Don't worry, it's too late!" With that, he cast his eyes into the water again, as if looking for something.

"Then, then I don't care about you!" With that, the little boy stomped his feet and chased after the group of children.

Under the archway at the entrance of the village, a tall man in his forties stood there with anger on his face, holding a ring ruler, and every child who ran past him subconsciously lowered his head and accelerated his pace a little.

"Ouyang Ting!"

"Here!" The last person to run back was the boy who had been in the stream for a while. He was so frightened by this middle-aged man's roar that he shrank his neck, and a smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Kun..."

"Stand here. The man known as Uncle Kun didn't pay any attention to the young man's smile and said coldly.

"Uh, yes. With a helpless face, he gently held a carp in his arms and stood in front of Uncle Kun.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three crisp sounds, and the ring ruler in Uncle Kun's hand left three blood-red marks on Ouyang Ting's back wearing a vest.

But the boy didn't dare to say anything, so he could only gasp and gasp to relieve the heat behind him.

"Do you know why I hit you?" asked Uncle Kun.

"Yes. Ouyang Ting nodded, there was no trace of resentment in his eyes, only calmness and sincerity.

"Well, it's good to know. Saying that, Uncle Kun sighed, and his tone softened a little.

Looking at the three blood marks on his back, Uncle Kun's eyes also flashed a trace of distress and said: "Let you practice qi, you go and catch fish! If there is anything lacking at home, open your mouth, go, take your younger brothers to morning class! This is the right way." ”

"Understood, thank you, Uncle Kun. Ouyang Ting smiled, hugged the fish and ran into the village.

Uncle Kun turned around and looked at his back that gradually disappeared into the corner of the village, raised his eyes and took a deep look at the stone plaque hanging on the archway, revealing a strong atmosphere of time, and was silent for a long time.

The stone plaque was carved with two words---Ouyang!"

The place is hidden in the mountains and has no place name. Because the Ouyang tribe took root here, the foreigners also called this place the land of the Ouyang tribe.

The village is very large, with hundreds of families and nearly 2,000 people living here. Among them, more than half of them are people with the surname Ouyang, and the rest only have two surnames, one is the general surname and the other is the Luo surname.

These two surnames also represent the same clan as the Ouyang clan.

"Sister, quick, help me pack the fish. I have to rush to practice!" Ouyang Ting turned a corner and ran home, threw the fish he was holding on the ground, shouted at the house, and then ran out again.

Hearing the sound in the house, a girl about seventeen or eighteen years old came out, glanced at the fish jumping on the ground and scolded with a smile: "This little brother..."

Putting the fish away, the girl accidentally saw a pair of leather armor hanging on the wall in the hall that was a little old, but it was extremely brightly polished, and her light eyes flashed a hint of gloom...

......

"Hey~~Ha!" A slightly immature shout sounded in the village square, and dozens of half-grown children began to conduct daily basic training under the leadership of Ouyang Ting.

Centered on a huge seabird statue in the middle of the square, children are lined up in a circle, sweating freely.

Enlighten in the morning, practice in the morning sun!

Dao Dao sweat dripped on their stubborn little faces, and the horse steps and punches again and again also made their arms and thighs tremble a little.

But every child's eyes are looking at the people next to them, and no one wants to be the first to admit it.

Ouyang Ting was two years older than them, and the physical strength of the sixth stage of qi and blood was recognized as the king of children in this batch of children.

A strong body of muscles sets off his slightly immature face with a little perseverance and masculinity far beyond his age.

Whenever his body reached a pole, he could clearly feel it in the trembling, and a trace of qi swirled around him.

"Xiaobao, what are you shaking, the horse steps to stabilize your waist and straighten me!" Uncle Kun's eyes can accurately grasp every child's careful thoughts, and the ring ruler fell down fiercely if he was not careful.

"If you don't lay a good foundation at your age, you will only grow up to be like us, a farmer with more strength. ”

The men of the four uncles assisted Uncle Kun, and they also patrolled the field with a ring ruler in their hands, so that the children could feel cold behind them at any time and dare not relax at all.

Of course, there are many women outside the stadium who secretly cast distressed and concerned glances at their children when they are busy.

But they didn't dare to say anything, not only the clan, but even the clans, the clans, and even the boys of the Hou clan had to go through this process of growing up.

"Today's hard work is so that you can marry a daughter-in-law when you grow up!" Uncle Kun's voice was always so stiff, and the children's ears were buzzing with his voice: "Tell me! Who are we!"

"Ouyang!" the children shouted in unison.

"What are we !!"

"Clan. The children's answers were not as loud as they had been a moment ago.

The three thousand surnames are divided into five clans, from bottom to top, they are the tribe, the clan, the lie, the Hou clan and the holy clan that stands at the top of the surname!

And they, the Ouyang Clan, are the lowest and most subtle existence... Tribe.

The clan of a surname represents whether the surname is prosperous or not, and it is also a symbol that distinguishes the blood rank.

In this land of destruction and rebirth, we have to face endless beast invasions at every moment, and the human race does not need waste!

And on the way for the human race to protect itself and become strong in the bloodline, after the bloodline group is divided, a cold but irreversible tradition begins to appear.

All for the sake of the stability of the bloodline, this is the only goal, and the higher races will not intermarry with the lower races.

In other words, the tribe can only reproduce with neighboring tribes forever, because the bloodline of the tribe is not strong enough, and the high rate of birth enough to resist the beast clan is too low.

Under such hundreds of years of survival of the fittest, the nearly 10,000 surnames that originally survived after the catastrophe are now only 3,000.

More than 2,900 counts, less than 3,000....

"Hehe, it's good to know that the confidence is insufficient. It's also a good thing to know that the name of the tribe is not loud enough!" Uncle Kun smiled.

Looking at the immature chicks in front of him, he said loudly: "Our group of old guys have no ability, and we have not helped you build the bloodline of a clan or even a clan, so that what flows in your body as soon as you are born is the blood that can tear apart tigers and leopards!"

"But!" Uncle Kun's tone became a little cold: "Even if we don't have the ability anymore, the Ouyang clan still exists! If you don't work hard, our Ouyang clan will gradually become history like other surnames that have disappeared in time." A history that no one will remember and will not bother to remember!"

The children were silent as they heard the admonition, which was obviously not appropriate for their age, and a few of them even had a hint of water in their eyes.

It's not that they really understand something, but they were frightened by Uncle Kun's cold tone.

"Don't think I'm ruthless, come on boys. Break through the qi and blood body, as long as one of you awakens the bloodline, then we are the Ouyang clan, and it is up to you to get rid of the name of the clan. ”

After Uncle Kun finished speaking, he turned to a man behind him and said, "There is still an hour, practice well, and if you don't practice well, they will not be allowed to eat." ”

"I know Brother Kun. The man smiled and raised the ruler in his hand.

More than 20 adults returned from the back of the village, shouting in groups of threes and fives, and were laboriously dragging several prey two or three times larger than calves into the village.

Many children ran up to greet them, and they were not afraid of the strange-looking, fanged, cold-grained corpses.

Some even climbed up directly and straddled it, letting the adults laugh and scold and drag them forward.

"Uncle Kun! this trip is lucky, I beat a few brute beasts, look at this weight, each family should be able to share a lot. The leading man wiped the sweat from his head and ran to Uncle Kun and said.

"Hmm. Great work. Uncle Kun smiled and patted him on the shoulder, looked up at the prey, and said softly: "The brothers and sisters of the Ting'er family seem to be running out of food, let's give them more." It's very difficult for the two children, and the others should also pay attention to evenness, so as not to miss the household. With that, he turned and left.

"Understood!"

I don't know why, Ouyang Ting looked at Uncle Kun's somewhat gloomy back with a horse step, and felt a little sour in his heart.

Uncle Kun is forty-five years old this year, and he is the current patriarch of the Ouyang clan, and he has no wife, let alone children.

He was the only clan soldier who came back after participating in the border battlefield, which was also one of the roots of Ouyang Xianting's admiration for Uncle Kun.

There are nine layers of qi and blood, and as the name suggests, it is a basic stage of the combination of qi and blood.

And due to the limitation of the strength of the Ouyang clan's bloodline, very few people can reach the ninth layer, and most of them are stuck on the watershed of the sixth or seventh layer until adulthood and old age...

And Uncle Kun, who usually doesn't like to talk much and always lives alone in the first house of the archway at the head of the village, is the only person in the village with a ninth-floor body.

When asked why he lived there, he always replied that he wanted to live closer to the word Ouyang.

In fact, Ouyang Ting knows that living there is very convenient for catching children who like to play and will be late.

Many times, Uncle Kun always sits alone at the head of the village with a wine jug and drinks alone.

There were several times when he wanted to go over and get close to Uncle Kun, and wanted to ask why his father died on the border battlefield.

But he didn't dare, because once when he approached quietly, he found Uncle Kun sitting there alone with the wine jar and crying, crying very sadly...

When it was almost noon, Ouyang Ting finally returned home amid the constant protests in his stomach.

As soon as he got home, he sat in the yard and shouted: "Sister, sister~~~ Is the fish cooked? If it is still alive, your brother will starve to death..."

"Haha! My roof is back!" the girl who had just finished drying her clothes in the attic came out with a basin of water and said, "Dead, dead." Wash your hands and eat! Look at your dirty, tsk..."

"Hey, I know. I can smell it. Ouyang Ting smiled, jumped up from the ground and ran to wash his hands.

Sister Ouyang Xi will be eighteen years old after the New Year. And Ouyang Ting has just passed his sixteenth birthday, and he can be regarded as an adult.

His father was drafted into the frontier when he was very young, and all he could return was the tattered leather armor.

And his mother, Luo Shi, went out to collect medicine when Ouyang Xianting was eight years old and never came back.

However, all this did not affect the growth of the sister and brother, the people in the village treated them very well, although the sister was only two years older than him, but with him to eat a hundred family meals, it is still without danger to the present.

Dinner was very full, and the fish was very big, and my sister's craftsmanship was as good as ever.

When you're full, you're down-to-earth! This is what the siblings have always said every time they finish eating.

The oil lamp was fluttering in the wind, and Ouyang Ting was lying on the table in the hall, looking at the shabby leather armor on the wall.

"Sister, you should be at the age of marriage, right?, how about it, is there anything in the Platts and Roche that you can eye?" Ouyang Ting asked lying on the table with a puffed mouth.

His sister paused and said, "I don't know, Uncle Kun said last time... said that Luo Ying, that Luo Ying, was about to awaken his bloodline. ”

"What?" Ouyang Ting sat up all of a sudden, and asked, "Could it be that they don't plan to maintain an in-law relationship with our Ouyang clan?"

If the clan has a bloodline awakening and upgrades to a clan, it is only a matter of time. Clans, it seems, really don't marry with clans.

"Listening to Uncle Kun's words, it seems to mean this. Ouyang Xi stroked the hair in front of his forehead and said angrily: "Why are you asking this, do you wish I married early and no one cares about you, a wild monkey!"

"Well, you're thinking too much. Ouyang Ting lowered his head on his stomach again.

There was a brief silence in the room, but it was the silence that both siblings loved. Because they are together, it's warm.

I don't know how long it took, Ouyang Ting suddenly stood up and stared straight at his sister.

"What are you doing. Scared me. Ouyang Xi gave him a blank look.

"Sister!" Ouyang Ting said very seriously: "I want to awaken, I want to be a chakra master!"

"What's wrong with you?" Ouyang Xi reached out and touched his forehead and said, "You don't have a fever, why are you crazy, and you are also a chakra master..."

"Don't interrupt, I'm serious!"

"Okay, okay, okay! Knowing that you are serious, the master hurriedly went to wash his feet and went to sleep. ”

"I will let the men of the clan, the clan and even the Hou clan wash your feet, you can choose !!"

"Get out...."

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Battlefield in the sky! Above the abyss....

"Your uncle's dead vulture, let go of me! I won't beat you! Let go of !!" Suzaku's angry roar resounded through the sky.

Tightly wrapped around him was also a flying bird, it was the condor holy beast that was covered in lightning.

"Die, die!!" The vulture turned a deaf ear to the roar of the Suzaku and was inferior in strength, and it was already red-eyed at the moment when it was abused and beaten by the Suzaku playfully and violently.

One green and one red brilliance were entangled and rushed straight towards the abyss!

"Oh no! Firebird, come back!" shouted the White Tiger and Green Dragon as they knocked their opponents away at the same time.

However, it was too late...

In the dim air of the abyss, the sorrowful cry of the Suzaku could be heard in the distance.

"Fuck your uncle's boss....."