What did you just talk about? ”

After the old man left, Mo asked at the entrance.

Great Wizard Wu Zhe shook his head and smiled, "It's nothing, let's go!" ”

“......”

Seeing that the Great Wizard didn't want to say anything, Mo Li didn't ask again.

That's it, stop-and-go.

Finally, in the evening, the two finished shopping.

When we returned to the bottom of the mountain, the crowd gradually dispersed and the surroundings returned to calm.

"Old man, where will you take me next?" Mo Li asked.

"Drink!"

The Great Wizard untied a large bag sewn from his waist, threw it to him, and then sat down in a flat position.

Mo Li reached out to catch the bag and sank into it.

There was a wooden cork at the mouth of the bag, Mo Li did not hesitate, directly pulled out the cork, and a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

Fragrant!

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, perhaps this is the explanation.

It's a bag of spirits.

It can reflect the hobby of the Wu man.

It's been more than ten years since he came to this world, and Mo Li really hasn't drunk much.

Now that he saw the alcohol addiction in his stomach, he naturally hooked it, put the wine bag to his mouth, and took a big sip.

Refreshing!

As soon as I took my mouth, there was a spicy breath in my abdomen.

I was not prepared for a while, and I felt quite uncomfortable.

His expression fell into the eyes of the great wizard Wu Zhe, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Think the same was true of the first time he drank this spirit.

However, it would be nice to drink it for a long time!

As the two continued to communicate, they drank more and more alcohol.

Bang!

Bang!

Two muffled sounds.

Mo Li and the great wizard Wu Zhe fell to the ground.

......

Southern frontier, Qilitong.

Hmong altar.

In the depths of the dim and silent hall, the Great Wizard and Mo Li were sleeping sweetly, and they were still snoring.

Only the burning flames crackled from time to time.

In addition to this, in the quiet altar, there is a strange sound.

Mo Li never snores when he sleeps on weekdays, and it seems that the spirits of the Wu clan are really extraordinary.

Ten miles to the east of Qilitong, surrounded by mountains, there is a rolling high mountain.

On the top of one of the hills, two men stood, looking up at the fertile land in the mountains.

"Ahead is Qilitong!"

The man standing in front of him whispered, his tone filled with deep emotion, anger and longing.

Under the moonlight, it can be clearly seen that this person is an extremely strong and tall man, with a naked upper body and lower pants sewn from the skin of a beast.

His skin has been exposed to the sun and wind for many years, giving him a strong bronze color.

On the muscular body, there was a bear head tattoo on the chest.

In addition to this, huge and criss-crossing scars can be seen all over his body, and it is not difficult to imagine how many terrifying beasts he has fought against.

"Yes, Elder."

He was answered by a man who was standing a step behind him: "That's Qilitong." ”

He was dressed similarly to the man in front of him, but wore fur clothes on his upper body, in addition to the fur pants.

This person looked much smaller than the strong man in front of him.

Now...

There seemed to be a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked ahead, and said slowly: "There, it has been ruling Southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years.

Our Zhen clan artifact was suppressed under the statue of the evil god and evil dog in front of the altar of Qilitong.

The purpose of what we have to do is to get the artifact back! ”

"Not bad!"

The strong man said hatefully: "More than four hundred years! ”

It wasn't loud, but it seemed to be talking to itself as if it was roaring.

"Yes!

Four hundred years ago, it was their evil archsorcerer who cursed our warriors to death with vicious magic.

robbed us of the artifact we worshipped, drove us to the most barren place in southern Xinjiang, and lived the most miserable life for hundreds of years. ”

The person behind him, in cold words, said lightly the hatred that was not shared.

The two of them were just one of the few people who followed the beast god back then.

A strong mountain wind blew on the elder's mountain-like body, like a knife, but he didn't react.

At this moment, in his eyes, there was only the hot land surrounded by mountains in front of him.

"Without magic, we can't resurrect 'God'!"

The man behind him was still talking.

"Yes, the purpose of our visit this time is to defeat that evil wizard, retrieve the artifact, gather the other four artifacts, and resurrect our great god.

In this way, God will revisit us and lead us to occupy the best land in southern Xinjiang, where our people and children will live for generations to come. ”

The elder's voice was very high, and his expression was excited, and he said, "This time, you only need to succeed, and you must not fail!" ”

"Yes, Elder, Black Tiger understands!!"

The black tiger said viciously.

The elder calmed down his emotions, turned his head, and said, "The personnel have all arrived at the designated place, right?" ”

The black tiger nodded and said, "Yes, Elder!

The personnel are already in place, just waiting for your orders! ”

When the elder heard this, his eyes radiated a blazing light, but he was not a thoughtless reckless man, and after the initial agitation, he fell silent.

Then he turned around and stared at the black tiger behind him, and said, "Black Tiger, legend has it that the evil Miao great wizard has lived for many years, and his demon magic is the most terrifying force in southern Xinjiang, can you really deal with him?" ”

When the black tiger heard this, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Elder, don't worry.

Now that I have mastered the magic that God has taught me, and with the Pokémon in my hands, the Grand Wizard is definitely not my opponent! ”

The elder looked at him for a moment, then finally nodded emphatically.

In fact, the shadow of the Great Wizard has always been a dark cloud hanging over his head, and it is a lingering nightmare for him.

Back then, he fought with the great wizard Wu Zhe and finally failed miserably.

And this guy Black Tiger is very mysterious, he was the closest person who followed God back then, and his ability was extremely powerful, even stronger than his elder.

"Hundreds of years of revenge, we will avenge tonight!"

The elder let out these words from between his teeth.

Foreshadowing that the killing is about to begin!

The moonlight shone on his and the black tiger's bodies, reflecting two phantoms, extremely gloomy

On the hillside behind them, countless tall warriors appeared, their expressions solemn and stern, each of them so strong.

And on their scarred chests, the hideous and strange tattoos seemed to be roaring in the wind!

Soon, these tall warriors slowly walked towards Qilitong.

The pace was very light, and the sound caught the attention of the Qilitong Wu Clan.

The Elder and the Black Tiger did not go with these warriors, but chose another path to fly.

When they reach a state like this, they don't have to walk at all.

Now...

The Wu people of Qilitong were in a dreamland, and they had no idea that danger was approaching.

[The early stage of Zhuxian may be a little boring, but it is all for the later text to pave the way, I hope you can come to this point! ] 】