The black crow in the Cang clan represents disaster, he turned his head to look at Yu Ziying, his eyes were red, he held his head and muttered mournfully: "It's miserable, I'm afraid it won't work this time......"

The group climbed to the top of the mountain, and the young man's eyes suddenly turned around, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't help shouting in fear and fear: "Ying, look! There's a flock of crows flying over there! ”

"Yu Ying? This surname is ...... weird," Xiao Nianlang muttered strangely.

After saying it just now, her expression froze again, damn! It's a real surname again! Yu Ziying is already completely desperate for her pseudonym!

Yu Ziying didn't know that there was such a custom at all, and seeing that he was insistent and didn't want to make extraneous branches, he replied casually: "...... Anxious. ”

The exchange of surnames, whether it is between the Central Plains or between different races, is solemn and respectful, he has reported himself, how can she treat each other so casually.

"Child, what about you!" He looked at Yu Ziying's face and was annoyed, so he shouted in a suppressed voice.

"Oh."

The people of the Cang tribe have experienced tribal wars all the year round, so if the children have no father or mother, and are picked up and raised, they generally do not start from the surname of the adoptive parents, but according to the place where they are picked up, so the surnames of the people of the Cang tribe are generally very mixed.

"Ying, my name is fierce, picking up grass on the ground, so I call it grass fierce." Suddenly, the young man Lang excitedly told Yu Ziying his name.

Waiting for the good news, there is a bit of the romantic charm of the Central Plains people, and sure enough, the ancestors of this child have the elegant blood of the Central Plains.

The young man was stunned by Yu Ziying's words, and said in his heart, although this person is not good at words, he is calm and atmospheric, and his words are as beautiful as a scholar, which is strange.

Yu Ziying's face was as usual, and she said calmly: "The matter has come to this point, stop being angry and wait for good news." ”

Before, she was also strange that the Cang clan did not choose the alliance of Wanqiu's other forces, but took such a risk, it turned out to be because of this reason.

It turns out that the enemy of the Cang clan is the Yi tribe, Yu Ziying squinted, it's no wonder, no wonder no one in the Cang clan is looking for it, but looking for this notorious fisherman legion, the right to terror because this fisherman legion and the barbarian branch have long had a deep grudge, and have this ability to seek revenge.

"That's right! Hate those Yi people! The young man really gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"The enemy is very hateful." Yu Ziying deliberately led him to continue.

What this means is that when our Cang clan is in danger, I wish I could have the ability to help it, but I don't have that ability.

"My clan is in danger, I hope I can help one or two, and I am biased...... It's powerless. "The young man is an ambitious man, and although he is afraid, he is still tenacious.

The young man's words are right, this desert island is a bandit den after all, where can people come and go freely, what they bring is Lijin, and if it is not successful, they have to stay as a toll, and no one has ever heard that the wealth can be taken away by the bandits, so no matter what, this cattle and sheep gold is afraid that it cannot be returned, and they who specialize in cattle raising must also stay and take care of it.

No one wants to stay in this vicious land of bandits, and it's no wonder that he is so unwilling.

"I don't know, but whether it succeeds or not, we all have to stay." As soon as the young man heard that he was down to business, he restrained the frivolous look on his face, his expression was cowardly, he shook his head and sighed, and finally there was a light sadness between his eyebrows.

She had intended to inquire about the news from him, so she talked nonsense with this boring young man for a long time, and when she saw that the time was enough, she asked directly.

Yu Ziying was originally a woman, so where would she care about these words that insulted her male dignity with him, and only changed the topic and said: "Do you think that this transaction can be made by the clan?" ”

"Ying, heroic? It's a great name, but it doesn't resemble yours. The young man glanced at Yu Ziying and laughed stupidly.

As soon as Yu Ziying spoke, she instantly woke up, and she had the urge to stroke her forehead and roll her eyes, why is it this word every time she makes up a name, but since the words have been spoken, it is impossible to change.

"Baby—"

What's your name?

The barbarians did not value the innocence of their own blood like the Teng Snake Clan, but they envied the people who could mix with the Central Plains people, because it meant that they would also rise to the top and be much more noble.

"Your name?" When the young man heard that she had the noble blood of the Central Plains, he was even interested in her.

But this young man is just an ordinary person, where did he get so much thought, and when he heard it, he just chatted about it, and didn't dig into it.

In fact, this statement does not stand up to scrutiny, because the people of the Central Plains have always looked down on the barbarians, especially the barbarians in the poor land of Wanqiu, for the nobles of the Central Plains, they are undeveloped savages, poor, rude, ugly, and vulgar, so even the most down-and-out prostitutes are unwilling to marry them, unless they humiliate them by coercive means.

Girls? Yu Ziying was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that her complexion was much fairer than the dark skin of these Hu barbarians, she thought about it, and said, "I have Central Plains blood." ”

"Little ...... Hey, buddy, why are you so white, like a? After being silent for a while, as if he couldn't stand such a dull and depressing atmosphere, the young man who was unwilling to be lonely before came over to talk to Yu Ziying again.

The changes in this had to make her think deeply.

She thought of what Leng Liang said before, she said that this fisherman army was originally sought by bandits and thieves for money, but in recent years, it has changed, and it seems that it has begun to centralize power and gather troops, what does this mean?

Yu Ziying finally knew what was on this island, which made her feel strange at the beginning, that is, this situation of strict military governance, but it was just a place of snakes, rats and bandits, but it had the style of governing the army with strict rules in a big country, isn't it strange?

That's right, the army!

Yu Ziying suddenly looked stunned, army?!

I can't imagine that such a fisherman's legion harboring a desert island is very strict, even more than the army.

And it is not difficult to see that these soldiers are still divided into three, six, nine and so on, with ordinary sentries patrolling and guarding, and senior soldiers training according to their local talents.

This deserted island is very large, the people of the Fisherman's Legion took the Cang people along the coast for a few miles, and led them to a mountain forest, and opened up a sheep intestine stone road between the mountains and forests, the stone road steps winded up the mountain road, and went to the middle of the mountainside, Yu Ziying was condescending, and saw that there was a halberd soldier practicing on the beach below, and there were spears divided into four rows in the distance, and a piece of woodland was also bulldozed not far from the forest, and there were cloth armor soldiers training on it.

The skin color of the Cang people is darker, even the skin color of a young woman is a bronze color, and Yu Ziying does not have a potion to paint his face as natural black as a young man, and he can only be slightly yellow, although it is far from the white skin of a woman in the Central Plains, but it is comparable to the skin color of a girl in the Cang Clan.

The young man didn't seem to expect that when Yu Ziying was scolded by him, he comforted him in turn, he raised his head in a daze, and saw that her beautiful little jaw was covered by felt fur for a while, only half of it was exposed, the delicate and straight nose, the complexion was slightly yellow and black but delicate and flawless, his heart seemed to be beating, and he blushed inexplicably, but her face was too dark and not obvious.

Yu Ziying is very smart, like the Cang clan, the Yue dialect with a Sichuan accent can only be understood a few times, and he can speak briefly, of course, if he speaks long in one breath, the accent with the Central Plains wrist tone is still easy to expose.

Yu Ziying raised his eyes and saw that the non-commissioned officer had turned around in a majestic manner, and then turned his gaze to the young man who had turned into a quail next to him, and still said lightly: "Don't be afraid...... Little things. ”

The young man only felt a coaxing sound in his ears, his eyes were empty, his head was blank, and he hurriedly buried his head in his arms, trembling and walking silently, where did he dare to continue to question.

At this moment, there was a rough and angry shout from the front, but a non-commissioned officer of the Fisherman's Regiment turned his head and swept his gaze fiercely towards them.

"What's the noise in the rear, silence!"

"How dare you ......!" The young man was choked by her, his eyebrows jumped a few times, and he was talking softly, but his voice suddenly amplified inadvertently.

Yu Ziying lowered her eyes: "No comment." ”

"Do you dare not tell me?" The young man who was dressed like a baby sheep widened his eyes, as if he was annoyed by Yu Ziying's ignorant look, and suddenly approached and raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing." For this kind of inferior provocation, Yu Ziying didn't even bother to raise her eyelids, because she was playing a taciturn teenager, so she automatically converted her voice into the deep and slightly hoarse voice of the young man, and said lightly.

To say, generally only the elders call the younger children, his tone is not small, of course, the common sense of the Cang clan Yu Ziying does not know, but she can understand that this young man's tone is very arrogant.

In his opinion, he is the master in the main village, and he is naturally one level higher than the master of the branch tribe of Yu Ziying, and he naturally has to be in the right position when he speaks.

"Hey, little boy, what did you just do to that soldier, why did that dignified husband look so shocked?" The young man next to him asked in a reluctant tone.

At the beginning, Yu Ziying chose this person after some consideration, and with the art of observing people and micro-expressions, this person was the most suitable for her needs, so she boldly replaced him.

There are a total of two drivers who transport cattle on this trip, one is to take the main village of the Cang tribe, and one is to ask for one from the Cang tribe, the two drivers live in different positions, and there is no greeting after the ship, and the two sides are not familiar with each other, which is equivalent to strangers.

A group of more than 100 people lined up in two columns, and the humble status of a driver like hers was at the back of the line, and there was another driver next to her.

Of course, this kind of thunderous deterrence can only work for a while, but it doesn't matter, when she is far away, even if he reacts and talks about it to others, it doesn't necessarily mean that everyone can take it seriously, not to mention that he is just a small soldier, the so-called people are frivolous, but I am afraid that some words will be distorted if they can't be passed around him.

If it weren't for the strange smile on the face of the man just now, as if he was about to touch her chest, she would not have done such a reckless thing, but since she had done it, she would have done it, leaving no room for him to react, she wanted to make him terrified, terrified, terrified, terrified, and dared not speak.

Yu Ziying slightly recycled the cold and cold aura that was bubbling black, lowered his eyebrows, and quietly followed the team.