The corpses of the Tengger tribe who died in the battle were disposed of by their relatives and friends. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe corpses of more than 60 white-faced horse thieves were burned by Xiao Xiaoyao.

The little princess of Thousand Illusions secretly performed the Thousand Spirits Clan's spiritual technique "Grass and Trees in Spring", during which she was using a little power of the Flower of Life. After this, the desolate earth suddenly seemed to be drenched with nectar, and everything returned to its former appearance.

The white wolf also used its huge size and powerful strength advantage to help the collapsed yurts rebuild.

With the help of the three of them, the lifeless Tengger tribe that was tossed suddenly seemed to be reborn.

Looking at the rebuilt tribe and the meadow full of flowers again, these old and weak women and children who have lost their relatives finally showed a slight smile.

As night approached, everything was in order. In front of the neat yurt, a blazing bonfire burns brightly. These sinful Tengger people need a grand dinner to dispel the gloom in their hearts.

In order to welcome friends from afar, and to thank these Anda who have made a brave move. For friends, the grassland people have never lost their enthusiasm, and for Anda, the grassland people have never hesitated to be enthusiastic.

Sweet lamb, rich spirits. At this moment, how many people have drunk the anesthesia.

Looking at the happy but poignant scene in front of him, Xiao Xiaoyao couldn't help but ask Temu Tengger, who was accompanying him: "Brother Temu, although it is a bit disappointing, I think your tribe should be combined with other powerful tribes?" After all, there are no more people in the prime of life today. ”

Hearing Xiao Xiaoyao's words, Temu Tengger was not angry, he knew that this was the other party's kind suggestion. After a long period of silence, Temu Tengger did not immediately answer Xiao Yao's question.

Temutenger stood up heavily, walked to the front of the campfire with a corner of wine, and waved his hand to sprinkle the wine from the corner into the campfire. For a while, the fire was prosperous, attracting all the people in the fog to look at each other.

It stretched out its arms in front of the campfire, looking up and embracing the sky. After a long time, he said loudly: "My father and brother died in this attack of the white-faced horse thieves, your father and brother died in the attack of the white-faced horse thieves, and his father and brother died in the attack of the white-faced horse thieves. There are no strong men in the tribe, so just now Ren Yaoanda gave me a good advice. He said that we should not join another powerful tribe in order to survive similar attacks in the future. ”

Speaking of this, Temu Tengger put away his outstretched hands and looked around at the fierce eyes of the clansmen. In a low and high voice, he said: "The vast earth, the fertile grassland, we can go wherever we want." The vast sky, the clean white clouds, we can look up wherever we want. Does Tengger's freedom need to be bound by the coercion of other people's tribes? ”

The words are round, tactful and low, and straightforward, high and fierce. Xiao Xiaoyao saw the indomitable will of Temu Tengger and the pride of his unwillingness.

An elderly man, surrounded by a group of children, approached Temutenger. Temu Tengger respectfully bowed, and when he took half a step back, the old man straightened his old and frail body, and said solemnly: "Under the witness of the Immortal Heaven, the Tengger tribe will not enter other tribes until death. How can my sky look up behind someone else's? ”

After hearing the old man's summary, some women, children, and old people sitting around shouted, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, "I will not enter another tribe until I die, and I will not enter another tribe until I die,............

Infected by the atmosphere, among the children who gathered around the old man, one came to Xiao Xiaoyao's side. After stroking Xiao Yao's chest, the child said solemnly: "Tengger's man, I am one." With me here, there are people who resist the responsibility of my father and brother. ”

As soon as the child finished speaking, the other children ran to Xiao Xiaoyao's body one by one, and scrambled to say, "Tengger's man, I am also one." …………”

For a while, he was gossiping and talking noisily. There are even some children who ignore the snot that has flowed into their mouths, and they have to scramble to finish this sentence to Xiao Xiaoyao.

What kind of national cohesion is this, what kind of pride is this. It's like a steppe wolf, preferring to die standing rather than living on its knees. The so-called heroic steppe men are nothing more than the words of these children who are still snotty: "Tengger man, I am a !! ”

Feeling the children's righteous indignation, Xiao Xiaoyao couldn't calm down in his heart. After saying goodbye to Temu Tengger and the others, this night, the three of them entered the Guigu Immortal Mansion to rest.

After checking the white-faced scholar who was still hanging in one breath, Xiao Xiaoyao was not interested in interrogating at this time. Just because of their actions, how long does it take for a tribe to fight again? Despite their unyielding passion.

was glanced at by Xiao Yao, and the white-faced scholar who was separated by ice crystals was about to let out a sneer, but found that the other party had turned his head and left. Isn't that supposed to be interrogated? I'm dying, you don't fight, you don't scold, you don't torture, so why are you arresting me in? When it is ornamental?

The white-faced scholar seemed to feel humiliated, humiliated by not being taken seriously and tortured. But he had no place to vent, not to mention that he was already broken and had no strength to move. Let's just say that this ice crystal is too solid and too cold. If it weren't intentional on the other hand, your consciousness might be frozen.

Back in the bamboo house, the three of them looked at each other and went to find a place to rest. Xiao Xiaoyao and Ren I dragged directly to the second floor, ready to continue to practice their respective formation talismans that had not yet been perfected. The little princess of Thousand Illusions lay directly on the futon in the hall on the first floor, ready to sleep beautifully.

Before stepping on the stairs, Xiao Xiaoyao suddenly turned his head and said: "The courage of these children, the courage of facing harsh life, I think the three of us should learn well." Especially you, Thousand Illusions. As a teammate, it's my responsibility to protect you. But one day we will all be separated, and then, who will you let protect you? ”

After Xiao Xiaoyao finished speaking, he turned around and went upstairs directly, leaving a stinky back for the little princess of Thousand Illusions.

was preached by Xiao Yao, and the little princess of Thousand Illusions reluctantly got up and went upstairs. I thought to myself, wouldn't it be nice if I didn't part with you. In this way, I can have someone to protect me for the rest of my life.

He is already familiar with alchemy, but because his cultivation is low, there are many pills that cannot be refined at this time. So Thousand Illusions came to another vacant room, the Instrument Room.

The way of the formation is broad and profound. Xiao Xiaoyao is just getting started now, and he just knows a little bit about it. In fact, Xiao Xiaoyao is quite interested in the way of formation, so he will not feel bored and tired.

After hard cultivation and study, let me drag this smart miscellaneous demon, and finally it was the moment when the water and milk blended. Although he has a different insight into talismans, he is actually facing the same embarrassment as the little princess of a thousand illusions at this time.

The realm is too low, and there are many powerful talismans that can't be practiced, so naturally they can't be used. I have no interest in other arts, so I can only revisit what I have learned before.

The time for cultivation always passed quickly, and another month passed in a flash. During this time, the three of them only cared about cultivation. After reading the learning content of the refining room, the little princess of Thousand Illusions retreated very consciously. This thing is not for me, who is as beautiful as a flower.

Speaking of which, in the past month, the three of them have never looked at the white-faced scholar. This made the founder of the white-faced horse thief, who thought he still had some value, extremely low and painful.