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Shan Yuting stands on a meadow north of Yinshan Mountain, and the surrounding terrain is open. At this time, the sky is getting colder, and looking to the north, the sky and the earth are one color, full of plain sadness.

The river flowed through, and the continuous camp tents were stationed, and many Xiongnu tribesmen were fetching water by the river.

There were men and women in this gang of Huns, but most of them were young men, and few were old people and children.

At the beginning, the Xiongnu returned to the south in Maodun, and destroyed and swallowed many small people along the way, and collected a lot of people.

It's just that the world of the Huns is even more cruel, fighting in this ice and snow, fighting with the cruel environment, and the weak cannot continue to survive.

And the elderly, women, and children are such weak people.

In the king's tent, the Huns stood alone in Maodun, running back and forth, with a hesitant face.

Although Maudon was young, his bearded face was full of wildness. Wrapped in wolf skin, his strong muscles are about to come out. The look of worry on his face did not make people feel uncomfortable, but added a bit of charm.

Maudon was worried.

Whether it is a problem within his own tribe or a problem outside his tribe, it is enough to give this titular king of the Huns a headache.

Great Qin raised a large army and attacked the land of Henan, seeing that the land of the Xiongnu was about to be lost. However, the old shaman, whose face was calm now, and the old man kneeling beside the throne insisted that Mao Dun should not make any moves, and he did not even need to send a letter to inquire about the situation of the battle.

This made Mao Dun a little incomprehensible, and the battle ahead was in full swing. Seeing that the biggest war with the empire in the history of the Xiongnu was about to rise, he, Shan Yu, stayed out like an outsider, did nothing, and the burning flame in his heart, and the sense of mission to save the entire Xiongnu made him restless.

Internally, there was a serious imbalance in the ratio of men and women in the tribes, and some male tribesmen even killed each other in order to court. What's more, there are many examples of several men sharing a woman.

It is not that the Xiongnu tribes, like the Chinese, opposed such customs. However, if this continues, the number of new births in the tribe will decline rapidly.

For the Xiongnu, the population was the most important, even more than the thirst for land.

Due to the war, the three tribes of the Xiongnu have not sent supplies for a long time. At present, there is nothing in the royal court.

All kinds of problems need to be solved urgently. Mao Dun looked at the old shaman in front of him, this old man who was like his father and son, and the appearance of the old god was there, which really made Mao Dun angry.

"It's useless for you to be in a hurry now."

The old shaman finally spoke, and now Mao Dun was like a firecracker that ignited a spark, crackling to him.

The gist is nothing more than what do we do next?

"What is a wolf?" Facing Mao Dun, who looked excited, the old shaman said slowly.

"Wolves?"

Mao Dun was puzzled, what are you doing with this at this time?

"Yes, wolf!" The old shaman's eyes were full of light, and he stared at Mao Dun and asked.

Although he was already a Xiongnu Shan Yu, the habit he developed when he was studying under the old shaman still made Mao Dun subconsciously say: "The most terrible animal on the grassland." ”

"Yes, but wolves aren't terrible because of individuals. A wolf can't fight a tiger, but a pack of wolves is different. Speaking of this, the old shaman paused, looked at Mao Dun with eager eyes, and said: "Ten thousand wolves are rushing, all beasts are retreating, and no force on the grassland dares to be an enemy of wolves. Except, we, the Huns. We, the Xiongnu, are more terrifying than the wolves of ten thousand wolves, and they are the most powerful existence on the grassland. ”

"But ......."

Mao Dun wanted to say something, but the old shaman took the lead and said: "You are the king of the Huns, and you will bring the Huns to the peak of glory." There are no women, you can go and grab them. If you don't have land, you can still grab it, and if you don't have cattle, sheep and horses, you can still grab it. On this vast grassland, there are countless tribes. The women of those tribes can reproduce for us Xiongnu, and the men there are our slaves and can provide labor for the Xiongnu. The cattle, sheep and horses there will make our tribe stronger, and the scimitar and longbow there will arm us with more warriors. These are the food that the Kunlun God gave to our Huns. But before that, you have to become the true king of the Huns. ”

"The real king?"

"Huyan, Lan, Subu. Those foolish aristocrats now only know how to indulge in fine silks, compare them with finely shaped bronze objects, and play with the beauties they have traded and plundered, and have no fighting spirit to speak of. They have become a stumbling block on the road to the great rejuvenation of the Xiongnu. Therefore, it must be removed. ”

On the old shaman's face, killing intent appeared.

At this time, there was a loud sound outside the tent.

A young woman walked in from outside the tent and knelt down in front of Maudun. The woman was dressed in a tight-fitting leather skirt with bandages on her feet. The woman's skin is wheat-colored, and her face is painted with colorful lines, which is full of wild beauty.

"Shan Yu, the old shaman. Half a month ago, Meng Tian raised his army and advanced westward. The troops of the three surnames retreated one after another. Within a few days, they had lost more than a dozen grazing land, and the loss of population was uncountable. ”

"Under Meng Tian's offensive, the three surnamed clans will inevitably decline. And you, with your warriors, receive those who are lost. As for how to do it, it's your business. ”

After the old shaman finished speaking, he looked at the woman who was kneeling on the ground. "You descendants of the Moon Wolf, go with Shan Yu this time to protect his safety."

"Yes!" The woman bowed.

…….

The mountains and forests are lush and the terrain is lost.

A handsome young man, holding a flat sword, was dancing in the woods.

The young man's moves are sharp, and the sword aura around his body is vertical and horizontal. The sword move is like a real attack. The fall of the sword move seems to be attacking and defending. Under the coherence of the moves, between the vertical and horizontal sword qi, the land within a radius of several zhang, the fallen leaves are broken, and the long wood is broken.

"Dawn."

A gentle female voice sounded, and the boy stopped moving.

The one who danced the sword in the woods was Jing Tianming, the giant of the Mo family.

In a few years, Tianming has changed from a generation of cute heroes to Jing Shaoxia, who is now popular among thousands of girls.

Handsome face, superb martial arts, no matter what the situation is to maintain a cynical expression, in the crisis of ease temperament, in the past few years, Tianming has captured the hearts of many girls who are interested in breaking into the rivers and lakes.

As the giant son of the Mo family, Tianming was already the leader of a group of heroic swordsmen at a young age. As soon as the ink eyebrows came out, the rangers of the world did not dare to disobey.

It can be said that the young man in front of him is no longer the chicken leg who stared at the chicken leg saliva at the beginning, but a real generation of young heroes.

"Shi Lan, where is Shaoyu?" Jing Tianming put away his ink eyebrows and asked.

Due to the relationship between taking the immortal medicine, Shi Lan's cultivation has improved dramatically over the years, and her martial arts are the most advanced among the three.

But then, Shi Lan's appearance changed due to the influence of the medicinal power of the immortal elixir. The black eyes have turned scarlet, and the long hair like clouds has also turned dark red as if dyed with the weed.

Although she is only a young girl, Shi Lan's figure has become more slender, with the charm of a young woman and the tightness of a young woman.

Dressed in a tight black skirt, worn on Shi Lan's body, there is not only a seductive charm, but also a touch of innocence.

"The people of the Xiang clan came here today, there should be some information! Shaoyu went to deal with it. Shi Lan took the crude food and walked to Jing Tianming's side.

After the three of them came to the stronghold of the Yin and Yang family, although they didn't see Gao Yue, Jing Tianming didn't give up because of this.

The three of them roamed the rivers and lakes, and they had always advanced and retreated together, so the three of them stayed in an abandoned thatched hut near the Yin-Yang family's stronghold and lived.

Every once in a while, Jing Tianming basically had to go up the mountain. And today, that's the day.

Shi Lan was familiar with Jing Tianming's actions, so she specially prepared a roast chicken for him today.

After all, it is not easy to break into the stronghold of the Yin and Yang family.

……

"How many times have I told you, Lord Donghuang is not here." When the disciple of the Yin and Yang family guarding the stronghold saw Mingbao who was holding the ink eyebrows and preparing to break into the mountain, he had a headache on his face.

There's no way, the person in front of you can't beat and beat, scold and can't leave, it's really like kraft candy.

Tianming had a smile on his face and said, "No matter how many times, I have to see Yue'er." ”

From the mountain gate to the mountainside, and then from the mountainside forward, there is a lost forest.

This labyrinth is mixed with advanced yin and yang techniques, and ordinary people often get lost in it if they walk in.

Tianming broke into here again and again, but failed again and again, and had to turn back.

But this time, Jing Tianming mastered the method.

I saw Jing Tianming in front of the forest, closed his eyes, and rushed straight in.

If the maze in Yin-Yang Art acts on the five senses, then Jing Tianming just relies on his own intuition to move forward. The black true qi around his body was running, but there were trees in front of him, and a sword was split by him. The so-called strength is the case.

With such an arrogant method, Jing Tianming finally got out of the maze.

It's just that what makes him even more troublesome is that after the lost forest, there is a big lake, and there is no road around it at all.

Seeing this, Jing Tianming frowned and sat down.

……..

"Lord Donghuang, it seems that it won't be long before he discovers here."

In front of a transparent crystal ball, the chicken legs scratching their ears and cheeks by the lake are reflected at this moment.

Two women of similar stature watched the scene, one after the other.

It is the moon god of the Yin and Yang family and Ji Ru Qianlong, who is the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Ji Ru is covered with a light veil, and a pair of deep eyes reflect the scene by the lake. The old man came here, but there was no trace of joy on her face.

Masked with light veil, Ji Ru was dressed in a light blue skirt of the Hundred Flowers Drag Palace, and her hair was coiled into a bun. The girl just stood there quietly, like a slim green lotus. The appearance is peerless, but it does not give birth to the slightest blasphemy in people's hearts.

"Your Excellency the Eastern Emperor, do you want me to go and get rid of him?" Luna asked, standing behind Gao Yue.

"No need." A cold voice sounded, and Ji Ru turned around, "It seems that if I don't show up, he won't give up." ”

…….

Jing Tianming sat on the shore, looking at the vast lake, and suddenly remembered something.

"It must be like this."

Tianming just got up, but found that in the middle of the lake, a huge wave protruded, the spring separated, and a girl stepped on the surface of the lake, walking slowly.

The tide diverged and spread around. The girl has always been like the legendary Lingbo fairy, not contaminated with a trace of mortal smoke.

"Yue'er, it's you! I knew it had to be you. ”

I haven't seen him for a few years, but Jing Tianming recognized the former Gao Yue at a glance, and now Ji Ru Qianlong.

His face was filled with joy, waved his hands, and shouted, "Yue'er, you are finally willing to come to see me." ”

Gao Yue stood on the surface of the lake, keeping a distance not far from Tianming, and said, "I have done what you wanted, now, can you go?" ”

The faint voice revealed the resolute meaning, Ji Ru looked at Jing Tianming, as if seeing a stranger, there was no difference.

"Yue'er, what's wrong with you? It's me! I'm Tianming! What Tianming didn't expect was that his persistence these days would get such an answer.

Although unwilling, Tianming was not discouraged by this.

"Tianming, everyone has their own way to go. You are the giant of the Mo family, and I am the Eastern Emperor Taiyi of the Yin and Yang family. Do you understand? Looking at Jing Tianming with a firm face, Ji Ru remembered the time in the Mojia Organ City in the past, and his attitude did not feel a trace of softening.

"I don't understand." Tianming waved his hand, "Whether it's the Mo family, or the Yin and Yang family." I just like you, and I've liked you since the first time I saw you. In this life, I Jing Tianming will not marry you Gao Yue. Jing Tianming said loudly, and his voice resounded all around.

Ji Ru was not moved in the slightest.

Ji Ruqianlong said indifferently: "If you can catch my palm, I will admit that you have the qualifications to like me." ”

"Okay, come on!"

Jing Tianming listened to Gao Yue's words, raised the ink eyebrows in his hand, opened his posture, and said.

Ji Ru Qianlong raised his palm slightly and waved forward gently. This seems to be a soft palm, but it seems to have a thousand momentum.

In front of Ji Ru, huge waves are raging. From above, it swelled up, rolled and rushed, and came towards Jing Tianming.

In the face of the surging tide, Jing Tianming instinctively gave birth to a sense of invincibility. But the fighting spirit in his heart drove him forward.

Touch.

The tide dissipated, and Jing Tianming fell to the ground. When he got up with difficulty, the churning lake returned to calm. On the surface of the lake, there is no longer Gao Yue.

"Yue'er!" Tianming howled unwillingly.

"It doesn't matter if it's you or Shaoyu. You don't understand what's really terrible about that man. Instead of wasting your time here, you might as well practice the Mohist mind and practice it to the tenth level of love. ”

Gao Yue's voice echoed in Tianming's ears from far and near. (To be continued.) )