Zhou Yuan froze in place suddenly, and Ah Bo's voice kept echoing in his ears, "After the wind and snow hurricane stop, you can leave!" The Tibetan Knife Tribe is Zhou Yuan's home, where should Zhou Yuan go if he leaves home.

The people were about to say something to dissuade them, Uncle.

Ah Bo suddenly spoke again: "And Lu Chong." ”

After a long time, Ah Bo added: "The world is very big outside, and one day you can come back when you are tired, but now you must leave." "Ahbo is very simple, very gentle, but extremely firm.

"I see. Zhou Yuan replied with difficulty.

Then Zhou Yuan ignored everything and returned to his tent, Zhou Yuan had no parents, it is said that he left in a hurricane, and never came back, they are the heroes of the tribe, but everyone in the Tibetan Knife Tribe is Zhou Yuan's relatives, and Zhou Yuan is not lonely for sixteen years.

"Hey, hey, you're in bed, where am I going to sleep today!?" a young girl's voice rang out.

Zhou Yuan noticed that there was a smart woman in a white cotton beast robe squatting next to the torch in the corner of the tent, with a pair of big watery eyes flashing, only looking pitiful, of course, this is a pair of extremely deceptive eyes.

This girl's name is Zhao Ling'er, and she said that she was the daughter of a big man in Zhao Guo, who had to go to the battlefield because she was playful, but the army was defeated, and Zhao Ling'er fell to this heavenly obstacle plateau.

Zhao Ling'er, who had just arrived at the Heavenly Barrier Plateau, fainted in the snowy region, and was surrounded by Zhou Yuan, but after waking up, Zhao Ling'er still relied on his identity to be brutal, claiming that his talent was excellent, and the Tibetan Knife Tribe had no opponents, and what was ushered in was Zhou Yuan's head-on punch.

"Sleep on the floor!" Zhou Yuan said angrily.

"You ......" hesitated for a long time, and Zhao Linger chose to commit herself.

"Childe, haven't you made a meritorious service, why are you so sullen?" Regarding Zhou Yuan's tragic experience, Zhao Ling'er has always been interested.

"Ah, uncle, let me go outside the mountain next year!" Zhou Yuan replied.

"I have to say, I'm very familiar with the outside of the mountain!"

"Hehe! I'll take you out, and I won't let your father who is a big man in Zhao Guoda be killed directly, even if you are mentally retarded, you will treat me as mentally retarded. Zhou Yuan said as a matter of course.

"How is it possible? Is my Zhao Ling'er the kind of ungrateful person? At the beginning, I was lost in this vast white snow and shivering, hungry was the chest against the back, and the tired one was called a dying one, if it weren't for you, Gongzi! Save me Zhao Ling'er in danger, I, Zhao Ling'er, would definitely be buried in the endless snow, Childe! Why are you so great! You are the god in my heart!" Zhao Ling'er praised exaggeratedly.

"You still remember!" recalled Zhao Ling'er's rudeness after she woke up, and Zhou Yuan disdained it.

"Sleep!" Zhou Yuan continued.

"Hey, you're really letting me sleep on the floor!?"

One side of Zhou Yuan's impatient bed turned around, vacating a large area, leaving Zhao Ling'er, Zhou Yuan's bed is very large, in general, the entire Tibetan knife tribe uses such a big bed, because Liu San, the only carpenter in the tribe, can only make such a bed.

"You let me sleep with you!?"

"Nonsense, you can't let me sleep on the floor!?you can go sleep on the floor!" For Zhou Yuan, who was about to leave the tribe, he was angry with Zhao Ling'er, who had been wanting to be quiet but had been disturbed.

"Goo, goo......"

Uncle Sun's rooster is the trumpet of the tribe and the beginning of a busy day.

Zhou Yuan woke up and found that there was something soft on his body, rubbed his eyes and opened them, only to see that Zhao Ling'er was actually holding his chest as a pillow and falling asleep, and he also rescued a line of saliva in his mouth, smiling, and muttering in his mouth: "Roast chicken, no, it's cooked!"

This is also the daughter of a big man's family, a glutton.

Zhou Yuan couldn't bear to wake up the sleeping Zhao Ling'er, slowly moved Zhao Ling'er out of the way, and walked out of bed.

Zhou Yuan has never had the habit of cooking, and eating 100 family meals is the only way for Zhou Yuan to survive in the Tibetan Dao tribe.

As soon as he washed up, Zhou Yuan immediately set foot on the village road in the early morning, rubbing rice is a skill, for example, through the sense of smell, you can clearly distinguish what kind of food each family is cooking.

Lu Bo is really thrifty, and he is just one person, and he can make a match by eating some wild vegetables, but Zhou Yuan will not be so matched.

Uncle Li's stew! Unfortunately, Aunt Liu's cooking skills are not very good.

Xian'er is cooking, Xian'er is the best girl in the tribe, but it's a pity, it's too vegetarian.

I'll go, who is so good at enjoying it, fresh roast animal meat, two pots of old cellars, a plate of fried broad beans, and a wonderful combination of snow fruits! Zhou Yuan sighed, and immediately wanted to start to enter this house, but helplessly found that this was Ah Bo's home.

Zhou Yuan still had palpitations about Uncle letting him leave yesterday, and he was still thinking about when Uncle Ah was in a good mood, Zhou Yuan would go to talk to Uncle Ah again, but it was still abrupt to think at this time.

Just as Zhou Yuan was about to turn around and leave, a voice came out of the room behind him: "Zhou Yuan, come in!"

Zhou Yuan was very suspicious, how did Uncle know that there was someone outside, and it was his own.

Zhou Yuan walked into the room and found that there were two pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the old table, and there were chairs that were placed properly.

"Made for you. Ahh

Ah Bo rarely cooks, especially when he invites people to eat.

Zhou Yuan sat on the chair with some restraint, this is a state that Zhou Yuan has never been in in the Tibetan Knife Tribe, and this time, it is obvious that Ah Bo has something important to say to Zhou Yuan.

"If I'm gone, will you still listen to me and leave the Tibetan Sword Tribe?" said Ah Bo suddenly without warning.

After a long time, Zhou Yuan reacted to Ah Bo's question, and said in a stunned voice: "Ah Bo, do you want to leave?"

"Answer my question!"

After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Yuan said helplessly: "If I can't make you regret it, I will definitely listen, I will leave with Ling'er after the hurricane." Zhou Yuan had no way to decide for Lu Chong, so he didn't mention it.

"Then I'll rest assured!" Ah Bo was relieved, and Zhou Yuan saw Ah Bo like this, and inadvertently lowered his head, because it was obvious that Ah Bo would not change this decision.

"Cultivation is not only about sword skills. Ah Bo said and put an old book in front of Zhou Yuan, and motioned for Zhou Yuan to put it away.

Zhou Yuan put away the books lifelessly, and inadvertently glanced at the name of the book, "Great Zhou Tianxing Qi Method", Zhou Yuan didn't understand, and he didn't want to understand it at this time.

"Then uncle, will you really leave?" After answering Uncle A's question, Zhou Yuan asked again.

"I had a pact with a man called God. "Ah, the vicissitudes of life.

"Where? Ah, I can go with you. Zhou Yuan raised his head, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

"That place is far away, and now you won't understand it, so I'll just tell you to go to the outside of the mountain. ”