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Petite and slender body.

Can she really carry the heavy mountain of barbarians?!

"Do you really know what a behemoth Thirty-Three Days is? Do you understand what's at stake? You took a part of the barbarian people to find a secluded place, open a mountain and establish a sect, and multiply, also in order to leave a lineage of inheritance for our barbarians!

You are not a common ancestor with the power of creation, and the divine blood has been lost, cannot be regenerated, and cannot evolve the day after tomorrow, listen to the words of the barbarian ancestor, let's go!

The flame of Yi Yi has reappeared from the Barbarian King's order, and he must have been aware of it for thirty-three days, so he will conduct a large-scale soul search for the barbarian people, probably just to find your traces.

You stayed, just to die with us senselessly, such an ending is what I don't want to see! ”

Su Qianruo looked at the barbarian king silently, and the barbarian king also stared at her quietly.

Different from the young and handsome soul body, time has carved the vicissitudes of the years on his face, and the wrinkled face is loosely drooping down, as if he has reached the end of his life, and the loess is buried for the most part, but his eyes are clear at this time, with a little fanaticism, and his rickety back is slowly straightening up.

She saw the supplication in his eyes, the persistence.

There was a sudden pain in his heart, he and Uncle Zhong were actually father and son, he sent half of his soul to respond, Uncle Zhong wandered for a hundred years just to find and protect her, but these two people, because of her mistakes, died and crippled.

She had made an unforgivable mistake.

His gaze swept over the barbarian king, slowly sweeping over the people behind him, familiar, strange, old, young, those were her people, the people who could fully dedicate their lives to her!

No matter what she did or what kind of mistakes she made, they never blamed her, even if she was now completely cultivated, just a waste in the name of the bloodline of the barbarian god, they only wanted to protect her wholeheartedly, arrange a better life for her, and paint a beautiful blueprint for her to live quietly.

Just like Shang Moyun, just like the fool Shang Moyun, the people who love her all use their own ways to arrange a perfect life trajectory for her.

Give her a peaceful and happy future.

"I want to know, Shang Moyun, how did he die? He... Did you leave anything behind? Did he and my grandfather, with the barbarians, with the people of Monkey Mountain, and with the people of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, all come to some kind of agreement?!

Now that I am no longer me, I have come to all of you and become who I should be, and I have returned to my ancestors.

So, does he have any other arrangements? ”

The barbarian king was stunned for a moment, and then it occurred to him that Shang Moyun was the name of that strange young man.

He glanced at Manyuntian's corpse vaguely, calmed down, organized his words with difficulty, and said with great embarrassment: "The Divine Soul Body has lost contact with me, and he has the Divine Forbidden Realm by his side, but after he took you to the Demon Clan, he once contacted the Barbarian Clan and warned us not to look for you again.

The specific situation ......"

"The specific situation, only the people who contacted him at the time know, that person is Zhongbo, right?"

The barbarian king nodded, and then suddenly remembered that Su Qianruo mentioned Shang Moyun for no reason, and diverted the topic, obviously not agreeing to take people away, but vaguely indicating that she wanted to stay.

Sure enough, after a while, Su Qianruo hissed and announced to everyone.

"I'm going to try to repair the Nine Formations, first defend the City of the Nine Formations, and then rescue the clansmen from other places!"

She cooked the raw rice first, forcing the barbarian king to ride the tiger and had to agree to her request.

But that's the nature of the barbarians, isn't it?

Don't retreat, don't give up, live and die together, honor and disgrace!

Even if everyone in the barbarian tribe was ready to die for her, when they suddenly heard her words, many people suddenly twitched, lowered their heads, and then big tears fell involuntarily, and soon wet a small piece of the ground.

How many years have I been looking forward to, how many years of hope have I been waiting.

They've finally been waiting!

The barbarians, united as one, united as one, with time and development, may really be able to compete with the thirty-three days, instead of being passively beaten.

Thinking like this, the silent heart suddenly ignited a spark again, and the whole person was burned hot in an instant.

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the barbarian king silently.

The barbarian king was helpless, he himself was touched by this sentence, his eyes were slightly moist, and he had just calmed down the excitement in his heart.

"It's okay to stay and take a look for the time being, but if I find that life and death are at stake, I will have my own considerations and means!"

Although his words were categorical and unquestionable, his tone softened a few times after all, which can be regarded as a compromise in disguise.

"I need a team of about seventy-two people to follow me out of the city, from the center of the nine formations, along the four sides to the end of the formation, two people from each side will measure and record all the formations, materials, words, length and width, and then gather all the formation diagrams of the nine large arrays together, I will take a look, this array, is it possible to temporarily repair one or two in a short period of time, for self-protection!"

The barbarian king clipped his hands, his thin legs supported his old body, and he walked tremblingly to a stone bench and sat down, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Whatever is happening here today, you must swear in the name of the barbarian gods, and you will keep your mouth shut and not leak out. Miss's identity is the highest secret of the barbarians at all times, and from today on, we will no longer call her Daji, just call her Miss Su, and her identity is just a passerby of the barbarians!

When necessary, you know what kind of obligations you have to fulfill as a barbarian.

Her commands are higher than mine;

Her life and death are also higher than everyone else!

If I know, who would dare to contradict and blaspheme her......" The barbarian king's eyes widened, and a majestic momentum instantly burst out from his thin and withered body, and the whole person instantly changed from a dying old man to a lion who woke up in an instant, with an astonishing murderous aura and a domineering awe-inspiring awe!

"My barbarian ancestor said here, the barbarians can't tolerate disobedient people, if there is a disobedience to the order, although it is far away, it will be punished!"

"Brute!"

After the barbarian sound, people rushed to Su Qianruo's side, fanatically wanting to follow her to explore the secrets of the Nine Formations, repair it as soon as possible, defend the Nine Thousand City, and contribute to the barbarians.

"The Nine Formations are not so easy to explore, those runic words are all powerful imprints, you seventy-two people, you must have the cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Golden Immortal, and you must also be good at drawing, because... A stroke that shifts a little bit may backfire, and the protective array will become a killing formation, and the Nine Thousand City will collapse to the sky first! (To be continued.) )