The full moon hung in the air, and in the tent, more and more empty wine bottles were placed in front of the two, and under the stimulation of alcohol, the sense of restraint between Naren and Karley was much less, and they were no longer commensurate with Mr. and Miss.

"William, I learned martial arts at the age of five, became the youngest black iron warrior in the tribe at the age of nine, promoted to the silver warrior at the age of fourteen, and has never tasted defeat among my peers for sixteen years. Naren took a large sip of the spirits, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said with a wry smile.

"Actually, it was thanks to you that I was able to cut that sword, I was ready to admit defeat at that time, but the battle intent exuded from your body like fire touched me, and then I realized in my heart that I was able to swing that sword." Carré shrugged.

"Break through in battle, William, your fighting talent is really amazing!" Naren couldn't help but sigh.

The night gradually faded, and the distant sky shot a ray of light, as if draped the morning glow in a pale golden gauze.

In one night, the two drank an estimated more than ten catties of spirits, and the maid gave three times in succession, and dozens of bottles of wine were thrown on the blanket at will.

Naren and Carré's faces were flushed, and their bodies exuded a strong smell of alcohol, even though their physical fitness was very strong, they couldn't hold up so much high spirits.

After drinking the last glass of spirits, Naren sent Karet out of the tent, Carré took a deep breath of the early morning air, and his somewhat vague brain suddenly cleared up a lot, and under the leadership of the maid, he walked to the tent where Naren and Delina were.

"William, goodbye!" Looking at Carré, who was gradually disappearing from view, he said silently in his heart, "When we meet again next time, I will definitely defeat you!" ”

Urging the Yuan Force in his body to decompose the alcohol in his blood, Naren suddenly came to his senses, turned around and walked towards the most luxurious tent not far away, on either side of the tent stood two columns of warriors wearing leather armor and scimitars at their waists, it was the patriarch of the tribe, his father's tent.

"Ready to go?" Seeing Naren who came over early in the morning, Naren's father Dobafi was not surprised at all, sat on a green-striped tiger skin chair, and asked with a solemn face.

Naren didn't speak, just nodded, her dark eyes as calm as a pool, and she couldn't see any emotion.

"Naren, in fact, you don't need to go there, the Mongolian tribe, one of the seven wolf-level tribes, has already sent you an invitation to the grassland quasi-Tianjiao training camp, and the possibility of you becoming a prefecture-level martial king in the future is very high." The Great Elder on the side looked at Naren and hesitated.

Nodding, Naren said: "I know, but this is far from enough, last night's defeat made me realize that I am a frog trapped at the bottom of a well, and I feel that the outside world is only as big as imports." ”

After a pause, Naren continued: "If I stay in the tribe and go to the grassland quasi-Tianjiao training camp in three months, in the next few decades, I may become a martial king and lead the tribe to advance to the eagle level."

But this is far from enough, my goal has never been a prefecture-level martial king, I must step on the peak of martial arts, and last night's defeat made me even more sure of my belief. ”

At the end, Naren's Yuan Force involuntarily exploded, and his eyes emitted a cyan light.

"But the mortality rate there is too alarming, and the survival rate of Prairie Tianjiao there is only one percent! You should know more than me and your father, there are countless white bones of geniuses buried there, and some of them even have great hopes of becoming a heaven-level martial saint! Looking at the amazing Naren, the Great Elder still dissuaded, he knew that once Naren went, he would definitely die nine deaths, or even ten deaths.

"The children of the grassland have never been afraid of life and death, if I had fear in my heart, I would not have cultivated the whirlwind tornado in the first place!" Naren looked directly at the Great Elder of the Tribe and said.

Shortly after she was promoted to Silver Martial Artist two years ago, late one night, an unknown Martial King appeared in front of her like a ghost and asked her if she was willing to cultivate a royal martial art, if she could successfully cultivate this martial art within a year, she would be qualified to know a secret on the grassland, but if she failed, she would have to pay with her life.

The Martial King left her three days to think about it, and three days later, the Martial King came again, she chose to cultivate the Wang Pin Yuan Strength Technique, but it didn't take a year, only three months later, she initially mastered the Whirlwind Tornado, the Wang Pin Yuan Power Technique, which made the Martial King extremely frightened, and at the same time obtained the qualification to know the secrets of the grassland.

According to what the Martial King said, the Nurha Grassland has a plan that has existed for 10,000 years, with the purpose of cultivating a forbidden martial artist who surpasses the heaven-level martial saint, but the process is very dangerous, and countless geniuses on the grassland have fallen into it, but all the warriors who persist to the end, even if they do not become taboo powerhouses, are all giants on the grassland.

The Martial King emphasized the survival rate of the geniuses of this plan, barely reaching one percent, and Xiang She, a fourteen-year-old who was only promoted to the Silver Martial Artist, was the bottom of many geniuses, with a survival rate of less than one in 10,000, and the plan had been used for more than 10,000 years, and there were only a few martial artists like her who had adhered to the entire plan.

King Wu gave her two years to think about whether or not to see this plan, after all, this plan is to cultivate the martial arts geniuses of the grassland, not to stifle the geniuses of the grassland, and the martial artists must be carefully considered.

To be honest, Naren wanted to refuse at first, the mortality rate was too appalling, but as time went by, her desire for the pinnacle of martial arts became more and more intense, especially after learning about that plan.

"Whirlwind tornado." Thinking of this, the Great Elder's pupils shrank, and finally sighed, shook his head, and stopped talking.

"Naren, you are already an adult, and the choice you make naturally has your reasons, and I will not stop you." Doba Fei said slowly, and then suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes were fixed on Naren, and he said word by word: "But you have to remember that since you choose to go there to climb the peak of martial arts, you must do it, I will wait for you in the tribe, and wait for my daughter to return after advancing to the peak of martial arts!" ”

He clenched his back molars tightly, holding back the tears that were about to fall, it was his daughter, once he went this time, the chance of survival was only one in ten thousand, how could he be willing to let Naren go.

But because he is Naren's father, he knows Naren and knows how important the peak of martial arts is in Naren's heart, so he can only let Naren leave to pursue her dream.

Looking at her father, Naren's eyes were also a little red, her nose was a little sour, she gritted her teeth, Naren knelt heavily on the ground, kowtowed to her father three times, and her white forehead was a little red.

"Abba, I'll be back! I will lead our tribe to become the eighth wolf-level tribe on the grasslands. ”

Standing up, she didn't look at her father, she turned and left the tent, she was afraid that when she saw his father, she couldn't help but stay, she knew that this time she was going to die, maybe it would be the last time his father would see him.

No one noticed that the young patriarch of the tribe left the tribe on the first morning after the coming-of-age ceremony.

Riding on a galloping horse, the strong wind blowing in her face dried the tears from her eyes, and she looked back at the outline of the Wild Wolf tribe for the last time, as if to imprint it in her eyes.

Wait! Tribe, I'll be back!

When Carré came to the tent under the guidance of the maid, Delina and Mars had already gotten up and waited for him, and Tours, who had invited them to the banquet, had already sobered up, and there was a faint awe in his eyes when he looked at Carré, and it seemed that he should have known about Carré's defeat of the young patriarch of their tribe with a sword.

Instead of staying any longer, the four of them went to the stable and led the horses and hurried back.

Riding on horseback, the cool breeze blowing, and the very strong physical fitness, by the time he rushed back to the tent where he was, Carré's wine was almost sober.

Three days later, in the early morning, the sky was slightly cooler than a hazy light rain.

In a secluded corner, Carré stood quietly in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella handmade by a tribal ingenious woman, watching the caravan ready to depart.

Bundles of fur filled the seven carriages brought by the caravan, and even the living carriage in which Carré and Delina had ridden was filled with fur, and after learning of Carré's amazing martial arts talent, Turba discounted the purchase price of furs, making Mars smile from ear to ear.

With the twitching of leather whips, the mercenaries, dressed in dark green raincoats, drove ox carts towards Austria-Hungary, thousands of miles away.

In the rare hazy light rain of the steppe, the caravan gradually disappeared into the distant sky.

The caravan was gone, and according to the plan, Carré stayed in the tribe on the pretext of a summer assignment at the Berlin College and temporarily stayed at Turba's house, considering Carre's amazing talent as a warrior, Turba specially left Carré a luxurious tent and sent a maid to take care of his daily life.

"It's time to get in touch with Dolma's father, and after defeating Naren, the request to go out with the tribe to the Garan Empire shouldn't be refused." Standing in the rain with an umbrella, Carré thought.

"Is he William who defeated the young patriarch? So handsome! Several girls on horseback looked at Carré standing in the rain, their voices were a little excited, and there was a faint admiration in their eyes.

Karley couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head, and returned to his tent with an umbrella, since defeating Naren, the people of the Wild Wolf tribe have always looked at him with a strange gaze, mostly in awe, some things are incredible, and some are not convinced.

Even many girls came to the eastern region of the tribe to see him, after all, there were only a few girls who had seen his appearance at the banquet, and among them, there were several bold grassland girls who confessed to him directly on the spot.

As soon as he returned to the tent, before he could sit down, Ji Ya walked over with a large pile of pink letters, poured them down in front of Carré, and said with a smile: "Brother William, this is the love letter I received this morning, there are one hundred and seventy-three, and one of them was sent by the young patriarch's own sister." ”

Pinching his sour arm, Ji Ya casually picked up an apple on the wooden table and took a bite, and said with a whining in his mouth: "Brother William, I found that it is so good to be your maid, and Ji Ya's room, which has received a lot of gifts these days, can't fit it." ”

Jiya is a maid sent by Turba to Kare, and because of this identity, many girls from the Wild Wolf tribe will find Jiya when they send love letters, and in return for delivering love letters, the girls will always bring some small gifts to Jiya.

After spending a few days with Carré, Kia found that Carré was very easy-going, not asking her to do anything at all, and sometimes peeling apples and pouring water for her, and Kia was able to let go in front of Carré.

The curtain of the tent was lifted again, and Delina walked in, put away the umbrella and shook off the raindrops on it, and saw a pile of pink letters in front of Carré, and couldn't help but smile: "Another love letter has been sent?" Carré, why don't you pick out one or two letters to respond to each other! ”

"I am a stream flowing through the flowers, and although the flowers on both sides of the bank are incomparably beautiful and fragrant, the stream can only be seen from afar, and then move on!"

Carré replied with a smile in the words of a bard, and stooped down to pick up the letters scattered on the floor, and put them on the bedside cabinet, which was already neatly stacked with pink letters, estimated at two or three thousand.

"Jiya, is your father at home in the afternoon, I want to pay a visit." Handing Giya a tissue and asking her to wipe the apple fragments from the corner of her mouth, Carré asked with a smile.

"At home. My Abba is going out with the outing team in a few days, and he will rest at home for the next few days, what's the matter, Brother William, do you have anything to do with Abba ? Jiya took the tissue handed over by Carré, blushed a little, wiped the apple fragments from the corner of her mouth, and asked.

"Of course I want your father to propose, why did your eldest brother William refuse so many love letters, don't you know what a stupid girl is?" Delina smiled and flicked Jiya's fair forehead and laughed.

"What, what, Miss Lina will bully people, I ...... I'll go home first and say hello to Abba! Jiya's face became more and more red, and she hurriedly said a word, and quickly ran out of the tent, without even taking an umbrella.

"You've been very dishonest lately, aren't you jealous!" Seeing that there were no two people in the room, Carré stepped forward and hugged Delina tightly, staring at Delina's beautiful red eyes, and said with a smile.

"Smart women are never jealous, they only make men feel guilty." Delina leaned on Carré and smiled.

"Yes, that makes sense." Kalei nodded, looking approving, and then smiled evilly, "I'm very guilty now, I haven't treated your Qi Sea for several days." ”

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Outside, the summer rain is hazy, and inside the house, the spring light is melting.

(End of chapter)