The night of the desert is still dry and beautiful, and under the contrast between the two, the shining starry sky is like the eyes of billions of living beings looking at this desert.

The Eye of the Sahara 'opens' quietly under the starry sky, gazing at each other.

Within the barrier, in the secret realm, the city of Yama was boiling.

At this time, it is a city that never sleeps in the middle of nowhere.

After 7,000 years, it has awakened again.

All the Yama tribes who had lifted the seal held a grand celebration for the arrival of this moment.

The only one who could communicate was the dwarf-like polygonal black.

However, Fusu did not believe him.

According to Bigyuu, only half of the Yamans are now alive, but the number of Yamans who are basking in the big revelry is very impressive.

Contrary to the lofty posture that most royal families like, the royal city of King Dakon Kongma was built at the lowest point in the center of the city.

Circles of people on the periphery took off their armor and changed into fancy clothes, and the mountains breathed in an unintelligible Yama language.

The so-called costumes are all sewn from animal skins, which has an ancient atmosphere.

In comparison, the two outsiders, Fusu and Sangxia, are particularly unique. Dressed in camouflage training uniforms, each wearing a hat, his posture is also the smallest except for the polytongue. Even the youngest Yama was not much taller than Sansha.

Strictly speaking, Fusu is the only one who is out of place.

Sanxia sat on the back of the king of horses, and like a queen, he patrolled the people outside the royal city.

Ignoring her for now, Fusu politely held the huge stone cup of the Yamans and smiled and drank with the centaurs he didn't know.

Of course, he was drinking a strange juice. The taste is a bit like a fruit called sea buckthorn.

The whole city was illuminated by an unknown substance, the king of horses raised his hand, the horn sounded again, and the people's carnival boiled as if they were about to tear through the barrier of the secret realm.

Ma Wang Hongliang's voice sounded, and Fu Su turned his head sideways to summon the multi-tongued Wu for him to translate immediately.

"King Ma said that after 7,000 years of sleep, the world has changed. The valiant warriors of the Yama tribe are being called upon to be the vanguard to investigate. He smiled flatteringly, and from time to time he looked up and observed the expression of this oriental guest with his big black eyes.

Fu Su felt that he was observing himself, and asked half-praised, half-curious: "Such an ancient secret clan, how did you get here? King Ma must appreciate and reuse you very much!"

The multi-tongued black grinned widely, smiled and showed a mouthful of sharp teeth like some kind of beast, and said in a proud tone: "If the great horse king wants to rule the world, of course he needs Ji Ma Ma.

Ji Ma Ma is the only one who can help Ma Wang understand foreign voices, and Ma Wang said that Ji Ma Ma is his old man's favorite little liver!"

Cosset. Be careful with the liver. Fusu felt a little disgusted, his face was stunned, and when he came into contact with the flattering eyes cast by the polytongue Wu, he looked at the corners of his mouth unnaturally and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, yes?

I know one of your kind, too, but they all live in the Valley of the Jungle and rarely set foot in the real world. It seems that you and they are both different!"

"Of course. Distinguished guest, although Ji Ma Ma is a multi-tongued Wu, but since the King of Horses saved Ji Ma Ma, Ji Ma Ma has sworn to follow the King of Horses forever.

And, don't you see? Ji Ma Ma is very respected among the Amazons.

Ji Ma Ma didn't want to be like those unpromising guys in the same clan, and before the king of horses could call, he was so scared that he committed suicide. Hmph, it's a shame.

Ji Ma Ma hated himself for being a tongue-in-cheek, not a sturdy Yama. If Ji Ma Ma also has such strong limbs and powerful arms, he will definitely be able to fight for the great horse king!"

The tongue-in-cheek Wu said, his eyes full of longing.

However, Fusu heard the truth of a long time ago in his speech.

The Yamars are brave and good at fighting, and in ancient times, they were almost invincible in worlds where even cold weapons did not appear. In the course of his campaign, the King of Horses defeated the small tribe of the Tongue-Tongued Valley.

But the multi-tongued Wu that Yi Fusu knew was not as weak as Ji Ma Ma said, on the contrary, although he was short and lacked spiritual power, he was very brave. is also very kind, in the Siberian Plain, it was the tongue-in-cheek Wu who accompanied Fusu and Midnight through the war-torn land and saved many innocent civilians.

With more than 1,000 years of experience and an understanding of warfare, Fusu concluded that it was impossible for King Ma to conquer a place tens of thousands of miles away from the desert just to destroy a small tribe like the Duoyuu.

Any war has a purpose, and there is no purpose only slaughter.

Obviously, the horse king who was kindly offering food to Sanxia could not be a brutal leader who was brainless and only knew how to kill.

Therefore, he purposefully wanted to capture the polyglossic Ube for his own use. What is the use of the polyglossary other than the ability to know any language in the world?

Therefore, King Ma said that Ji Ma Ma is his favorite little liver, which may be true. For the king of horses, the multi-tongued black is his own pet. It is also a pet with an important purpose.

And this Ji Ma Ma did not hate the other party for destroying his tribe at all, but completely surrendered and was vassal under the giant hooves of the alien race.

Is it shameful? Some people may find it shameful. But as far as Fusu is concerned, he feels pitiful.

Completely erase the attachment to the clan in his blood, and even want to become another race. Such a person, isn't it pitiful?!

Of course, Fusu knew that most of what this tongue-in-cheek Wu said was a sycophant to the king of horses.

Someone once said that whether the person you are patting on the back is present or not, it is the real good sycophant to praise their meritorious achievements all the time.

Looking at Ji Mama, Fusu was sympathetic and ridiculous in his heart.

Maybe in his heart, no matter whether King Ma understands it or not, these good words must be said.

Or rather, it has become something he has to say every day. Or maybe it's because of something else.

For example, maybe the king of horses is fighting himself and Sanxia ideas. And Ji Ma Ma knew this, so he was courteous in advance, and praised the horse king to the sky to help the boss recruit the horse boy.

That's right, that's what King Dakon Kong Horse thinks.

Even the entire Yama clan knew that these two Yamars who had opened the seal must have been sent by Heaven to rescue them, and they would certainly be of great help when the Yama Clan's Iron Hoof conquered the Quartet in the future.

In the eyes of war fanatics, as long as they can help themselves fight, they are good people. Kill everything else.

The polyglossary is no longer polyglossy, the body is the ability, but the soul is no more.

The little polytongue has a fanatical Amazonian heart, and has long been assimilated.

Even if the initial submission was only helplessness in the face of absolutely suppressed force, then after a long time together, he had completely regarded himself as a real Amazon. Hot Spot Library

It's really sad! Fusu thought so in his heart, and patted his tongue-in-cheek shoulder with a light smile on his face, "You, sure enough, are different!"

This sounds like a compliment to Ji Ma Ma! Or does it come from a person with profound spiritual power whose ability is not inferior to that of the Great Horse King!

For a while, his ugly face showed a bright brilliance, biting his lower lip and blinking, so excited that he was about to cry.

Ji Ma Ma is very clever, of course he knows that the person who can open the ban of the Lord of the Underworld must be very remarkable, and the other party did not praise how fit the horse king is, nor how majestic Yama City is, but first praised himself. Such an honor, it's simply amazing!!

"Distinguished guest, can Ji Ma Ma know your name?" his eyes glistened with tears, and his small hands grabbed Fusu's trouser legs.

"My name, Fusu. ”

"Fusu. Fusu-sama. Jima is willing to be your guide and take you to our majestic city of Amazon.

In case you didn't know, our city of Yama is the strongest city in the world. You see the stones we use to build our houses, and nothing can destroy them. ”

Hearing the multi-tongued Wu say this, Fusu's first reaction was to think of the catastrophe 7,000 years ago.

The sandstorms in the desert are terrible, but if the Yamans were hiding in these stone huts, they should have been able to avoid the sweep, so why should they go out of the city and carry it?

This betrayed Mahyu, for he had said how terrible the sandstorm was, and now he had said how strong his city was. If he can understand that allusion to Huaxia, he will know how contradictory his words are.

"Okay. That's what I'm thinking, so let's start with Wangcheng. Fusu didn't break it, only pretended to propose expectantly.

Tongue Wu excitedly walked around the huge royal city with Fusu. The royal city was built on top of the core stone circle where the two had been trapped earlier.

I was in danger before, but now I was walking and wandering, and then I saw the stone rock layer under my feet clearly, quartzite is indeed very strong, even if it is blown by the wind for 5,000 years and the sun for 5,000 years, it will not change much.

The stone used to build the royal city is even more unique, and as the polygyu said, the stone does have a very high density. The spiritual power faintly probed, this should be made of an extraterrestrial meteorite, and although the energy on it was weak, some traces could still be glimpsed.

The clear chirping of 'woo' sounded over the royal city, and the noise of the Yama people gradually faded away.

They opened their eyes to the strange white bird, and thought it was some kind of god. There was silence for a moment, followed by the mountain cry of 'Allah Larigon'.

The Buffalo had been frightened before, but now he saw a group of black-pressed centaurs.

What kind of creature is this? I haven't seen it, it looks so strange? Still a little scared, hovering in mid-air, the bird's eyes turned around to see the master sitting on the back of a huge centaur, and flew down to Sanxia's outstretched right arm with a 'woo'.

Two young Yama women were half-kneeling beside the King of Horses, holding two large stone plates with all kinds of strange food on them.

Most of them are mainly animal meat, and they are not uncivilized to eat raw, they are all air-dried or roasted.

The Sealed City has preserved even the food it ate seven thousand years ago.

It can be seen that the Yama are very wealthy. Once upon a time, the amount of food was a measure of the economic status of a race or tribe.

King Ma seemed to like Sanxia very much, and walked around the huge stone steps in front of the palace of the royal city, and the gesture and feeling were like showing the treasure that he had just acquired.

But the person who was shown didn't know it, he bit the dry jerky with a smile, tore a piece and threw it to Bufeng, but was spit out in disgust by the white bird who loved to eat steamed buns.

The old and young horses that I met first came to the king of horses, knelt on the ground with their front legs bent, and said a lot of hulala. Then there were two young men with black halberds in the appearance of guards, and they ran towards Fusu, who was watching the royal city.

When he came to the king of horses, he told the king of horses his intentions.

It turned out that the old man Ma reported to the King of Horses that he had seen the Oriental man transform into an oasis in the desert.

How long has it been since it rained in the Sahara? Therefore, such miracles King Ma was very curious.

It was a low-profile request for Fusu to show miracles. Fusu glanced at a certain fool who was having fun with the Bufeng Bird on the back of the King of Horses, and sighed in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, the power of the starlight in his palm attracted a little light in the night sky outside the barrier. The imprint of the spirit tree in the forehead moved with the thoughts, and in an instant, the spirit tree and the starlight merged and fell on the empty rock ground next to the royal city.

The Starlight Giant Tree reappeared, causing a stir in the bright city of Amazon.

With that proud posture of standing on the top of the sky, even the king of horses couldn't help but cry out.

He spread his hooves and looked around the starlight tree, reached out to touch it, and quickly took it back.

King Ma is very cautious and never does anything meaningless. Fusu quickly judged the leader's thoughts, and it seemed that he was not empty of brute force and only relied on force, which was not easy to deal with.

The moment the starlight giant tree was retracted, a little starlight fell into the stone rock ground with the power of the spirit tree, and in an instant, a strange plant containing fragments of starlight grew. Low and dense, thick and broad leaves, with well-veined veins.

This is the grass branch of the woodland, and it has the spiritual power of the woodland itself, and it is not difficult to grow in such an environment.

In fact, Fusu also wanted to find out why when the Spirit Power Tree was transformed into a Starlight Giant Tree, it was able to grow plants in the desert sand.

On the other hand, he also wanted to see if the Starlight Giant Tree had only appeared for a while, or if the Spirit Power Tree had been completely transformed due to the energy of the small world in the Soul Realm.

The answer is obvious. The original body of the tree soul has intersected with the energy of the starlight, and the spiritual power can be used alone, but the advent of the tree realm has completely changed from the original golden light spiritual power to the starlight giant tree.

In addition, the Starlight Giant Tree has the ability to change the structure of the soil. It seems that even if he has nothing for the rest of his life, he can go to work as a farmer to live. A farmer who can turn a desert into an oasis!

The city of Yama was boiling. It's still boiling than before. Within fifty kilometers, in addition to the mountain cry, it is also the mountain cry.

"Fusu!" "Tongue Wu is really a wonderful sycophant.

At the right time, he told the king of horses the name of this god who could grow green on the rocky ground.

The pronunciation is not complicated, and Ma Wang has learned. So, after these two words came out of his old man's mouth, the entire Yama people followed and shouted, "Fusu, Fusu!" Although the pronunciation is not very standard, on the whole, there is nothing wrong with it, and I can understand it.

Fusu smiled helplessly at King Ma, and Sang Xia jumped off King Ma's back and looked at him with a smile.

"Mayaki bun. Hmph..."

'Sansha, listen to me, there is something strange in the city of Amazon. We'll take a look at the city later. The two stood next to each other, very close, and Fusu's thoughts did not fall word for word, and Sang Xia could hear them clearly.

She turned to look at him. After exchanging glances with each other, they nodded secretly.

Although she is playful and a little improper, she is still very clear about big and small things. This reassures Fusu.

Many of the Yama people were muttering something around the green grass branches.

The king of horses showed his generosity towards the people, and with a wave of his hand, more Yamans gathered around to look at this extraterritorial plant curiously, and a heated discussion began.