Liangyun tribe.

In the center of the Liangyun tribe, there was a felt tent made of an incomparably large complete white tiger skin, which was so huge that it was almost the same as a palace.

At this moment in a house at the heart of the felt tent.

An extremely burly man with several scars on his arms sat on a tall throne, with black braids, a rough and ruddy face, and a large fan in his hand, holding a somewhat yellowed piece of paper at the moment, on which were written two lines:

The wild geese are easy to disperse, and autumn is always there.

The maple is easy to fall, and the ancient road exists.

Between the lines, the hidden meaning, how could the burly man not understand.

Qiu Hong!

Gu Feng!

No matter the vicissitudes of life, the brotherhood remains the same!

"Brother Feng, my brother, where are you, Qiu Hong really misses you!"

A burly man with tears in his eyes.

In this world, in addition to his father and mother, there is only the only eldest brother in this life, who gave him the name of Middle-earth.

When he took the paper, he burst into tears.

He thought that the eldest brother had already died in the hole of years, and he didn't have Onda at all, and the eldest brother was still alive.

At that time, he couldn't wait to find his eldest brother immediately, however, he knew that Yong Nanyang would not let go of any opportunity, once he left Liangzhou, Liangzhou would inevitably fall.

In this way, he has been silently concerned about the whereabouts of his eldest brother.

A few months ago, he learned that his eldest brother was negotiating with the Divine Sword Sea Emperor in Jingzhou.

When he made up his mind to hide the news and go to help the eldest brother, Jing Xishui went out of the customs and repelled the Divine Sword Sea Emperor, but the news came that the eldest brother was missing!

Big brother, you're missing again!

"Yes, is there no news of him again?"

At this moment, a woman approached.

This woman, although her skin is a little dark, her appearance is not to mention that she is in this grassland, even in the whole world.

And from between her eyebrows, you will find that she has many similarities with Liang Qiuhong's appearance.

She is Liang Qiuhong's sister, Liang Qiuya.

Her real name is Liang Yun Keli, the name of Middle-earth, when Gu Feng left, she shouted for Gu Feng to give her a name.

Back then, on the grassland, she felt that no one could be worthy of herself.

Because she made a vow very early on, the one who can marry herself must be the first fierce man on the grassland.

And back then, because of the appearance of a person, many things became different.

He looks down on life and death, sees through the red dust, although he is young, but between his words, there are all vicissitudes.

That's a kind of indifference to life!

Although he was looking for a way to keep himself alive, he never expressed despair.

He touched her!

However, there is already a woman by his side.

That woman, although her appearance is not as good as herself, she is gentler than herself, and Liang Qiuyan can see that she is his only one.

A lot of regrets are buried in my heart, and after a long time, they will take root and sprout.

But now, as the years have changed, she is still alone.

In my heart, I only want to see him, but the love between men and women is really faint.

Liang Qiuhong looked at his sister and spoke: "There is no news, but I believe that Brother Feng will definitely come to the Western Regions, and he will definitely come to meet my brother!"

"Hmm!"

Liang Qiuya nodded and spoke: "Are you going to start the eighth tribal war between the two states?"

"My father died in the hands of the Yong family, and the eldest brother's accident was also related to the Yong family, I, Liang Qiuhong, must personally cut off Yong Nanyang's head to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Liang Qiuhong said.

Liang Qiuya nodded: "Only by deciding the real king, can this grassland be calm, and the people on the grassland can truly live and work in peace and contentment!"

"After this tribal competition, outstanding people can be selected, and the soul will return to the forest soon, and even Yongnanyang will send people into it. This soul return to the forest in the fight, is the first competition, if I Liangzhou people, can come out with creation, will take the lead in this tribal war!"

Liang Qiuhong spoke.

Liang Qiuya nodded: "This time, is it still a competition between high-level tribes, or is Tuximu to preside?"

"He is the person selected by Brother Feng back then, and it took ten years to bring me news, I believe him!"

Liang Qiuhong spoke, and then said, "Tu Ximu!"

In the middle of these words, an old man with a red face, a nose ring on his nose, and red leather armor walked in.

This person is none other than Tu Ximu, who Gu Feng gave great trust back then.

The aura emanating from his body is enough to enter the realm of divine thought!

"Meet Your Majesty!"

Tucimu immediately clenched his fists and spoke, his eyes full of respect.

"Any news?"

Liang Qiuhong spoke.

Tuximu spoke: "There is no news from the emperor yet, but his subordinates have already sent people to increase the scope of searching, presumably it won't be long before there will be news!"

When the word 'emperor' was mentioned, Tu Ximu couldn't help but think of the young man who gave him paper in Xuzhou back then.

He went through a lot of hardships back then, and finally returned to Liangzhou within ten years, and it took great effort and racking his brains to deliver the paper to the hands of the Holy Emperor.

When the Holy Emperor got the paper, he burst into tears of excitement.

Then, he learned that that person was actually the brother of the Holy Emperor, the emperor of the world more than 9,000 years ago!

When he asked the Holy Emperor to remove the silver needle from his body, he realized that the silver needle would not be fatal at all, and all this was just the casual words of the emperor back then.

Tu Ximu is still sighing, because Gu Feng said that if he didn't take out the silver needle for ten years, he would die, he worked hard, but he didn't expect to be deceived.

However, he didn't blame Gu Feng, but was extremely grateful.

Because the Holy Emperor gave him a huge creation, this creation was so great that he, a person with ordinary qualifications who was the second step of the limit, reached the third step of his dreams.

Now, he is the number one celebrity around the Holy Emperor, and everyone respects him as the 'Holy Messenger'!

All this was something he had never thought of as a small martial artist.

And this is all because of the creation given by Gu Feng back then.

Liang Qiuhong spoke: "Continue to search, another year later, it will be time for the tribal competition, and you will still be in charge of the high-level tribal competition!"

"Your Majesty, rest assured, your subordinates will definitely complete the task!"

Tusimu was happy in his heart, this kind of thing was handed over to him, which was enough to show his status in the Holy Emperor's heart.

"Well, let's go down!"

Liang Qiuhong nodded.

"Your Majesty!"

"What else?"

Liang Qiuhong spoke.

Tusimu spoke: "Your Majesty, a tribe called the 'Divine Sky Tribe' has risen recently, and it took less than a month to go from a ninth-level tribe to a fourth-level tribe today!"