On Xiaoyuan Mountain, the fog is shrouded.

A figure sat in front of the mountain gate, Ning Yi's black robe swayed in the wind, his expression was calm, and a "red date" condensed from the center of his eyebrows.

His sitting posture at the moment was like the white-haired Taoist priest who was sitting on the top of Zixiao Palace back then.

The blue sky is above, and the avenue is below.

In the mountain gate, one formation after another flew and swirled, condensing beside Ning Yi, these "tadpole" general obscure talismans, now it seems that they are not so incomprehensible.

The formation pattern was dismantled and rolled in the long river of the avenue, becoming the snow-white waves in the long river.

Ning Yi fell into a state of flux.

The Fu Saint, sitting in a wooden wheelchair, silently looked at the young figure sitting at the mountain gate, with a complicated expression.

He muttered softly.

"Really...... Literally, exactly the same. ”

At the beginning, when the scattered immortal sat here and dismantled the formation, he was also like this.

......

......

The days passed in a flash.

Bonfires go on and night falls.

"Obviously, if you go, you will come...... Brother, are you lying to me?" Tian Ling'er squatted beside Tian Yu sullenly, and said suspiciously: "I haven't seen Urle for two days, was Urle scared away by me?"

Tian Yu couldn't cry or laugh, picked up the wine glass, and was about to drink just now, almost squirting out in one breath.

Su Qin, who was beside Tian Yu, was also amused by the girl.

Tian Ling'er glared at her, and pinched Tian Yu's thigh hard, and the honest man was excited, trembling all over.

"Tian Yu, this is a bonfire dinner, why hasn't Urle come yet? If something happens to him, I'll settle accounts with you!"

Tian Yu rubbed his blue thighs and wondered, "Urle didn't come, why did you settle accounts with me?"

The girl snorted, clasped her arms with her hands, and said angrily: "I don't care about me, I don't see Urle, I'll blame you!"

Tian Yu smiled and shook his head, he looked at the empty seats beside him, the Fu Sage Lord of Xiaoyuan Mountain had arranged a residence for his group, and he really reserved a place for the bonfire dinner, this is the annual carnival of the eight surnames of the grassland, and it has been a scene he wants to witness since he was a child.

Today it really happened.

The mood is a little swaying.

It is said that at the bonfire dinner, the eight surnames will engage in a "wrestling".

Up and down the Mother River, young children from the eight realms will bet on the glory behind them and compete with each other, while the eight Prairie Kings will watch the battle at the top of the bronze platform, holding in their hands the "royal flag" that symbolizes the blood and power of the eight great surnames, in order to determine the next successor.

As long as he can get the approval of the "Wang Qi", then he is the "Little Khan" under the Wang.

It's a grand event.

It's also a rare opportunity.

It's just that in the past few years, the "little khan" with the eight surnames has determined his status, and there are basically no challengers in the clan, but at the bonfire dinner, you can also see the scene of these people making a move.

Tian Yu muttered: "I don't know how these 'little khans' are compared to Urlebi?"

In his mind, Urle is a figure who "descends from the heavens".

But Tian Yu didn't know anything about the outside world, Urle gave him a very strong feeling, and the Snow Vulture King gave him a very strong feeling, all the way, until he sat here, the "Fu Shengsage", "White Wolf King", and even some powerful cultivators in the White Wolf King's court, all gave him this feeling.

Strong.

Very strong.

I can't touch the strength of the depths.

There is no way, Tian Yu has been staying in the western border, and these people, just pick one out, are much stronger than his "Five Realms".

He has been instilled with the idea that the "Mother River" is the leader of the grassland since he was a child, and when he comes to the River of Apocalypse, he often has an inferiority complex, and the ordinary cultivators here are all with pure blood, not to mention the eight little khans, who are one in a thousand, one in a thousand top geniuses!

To be able to become a leader of the younger generation in the mother river territory of the eight surnames...... Tian Yu only felt looking up.

For ideological reasons since childhood, even now, putting "Little Khan" and "Urle" together, Tian Yu does not think that Ulle can be absolutely ahead.

Because Urle is too young.

There is something unreal about being young.

Especially after Tian Yu saw the extremely strong physique of the Silver Bear and the Black Lion clan.

He was skeptical.

Is the hidden power in Urle's thin body really comparable to the barbaric bloodline of the Eight Great Surnames?

Tian Yu was stunned.

Beside the girl, a familiar figure sat down.

Gao Hua carried a pot of wine, full of smiles, these days he finally breathed a sigh of relief, came to the River of Apocalypse, feasted on good wine and meat, and even caught up with the annual "bonfire dinner", at the moment he seems to be in a good mood.

"It is said that Ulle practiced in Xiaoyuan Mountain......" Gao Hua smiled and squeezed his eyebrows at Tian Yu, "I just brought two pots of wine, and the gossip from Xiaoyuan Mountain Jiawei said that he was sitting alone at the mountain gate, like sitting on the top of a snow-capped mountain, with frost and grass flying, purple glow in the sky, and starry waterfalls." ”

"Lord Fu Sheng is the 'spine' of the White Wolf Royal Court. Gao Hua tilted his head, the wine ran down his neck, rumbling, and his voice was muffled, "So...... Rest assured. ”

Tian Ling'er blinked.

The frost grass flies, the purple glow fills the sky, and the starry waterfall rolls.

A picture already vaguely came to her mind.

Quickly shaking her head, the girl picked up the flask, narrowed her eyes, and took a sip of it.

Gao Hua laughed loudly: "Hurry, hurry." ”

Singing and dancing, night feast and long music.

All around is the sound of loud instrumental clashes.

Everyone surrounded the bronze platform, and under the eight royal flags, the white wolf, the golden deer, and the black lion...... Sitting in turn, the eight little khans are in the crowd, ready to shoot, and now on the bronze platform, there are some young children in the clan, appearing to fight, winning and losing each other.

"I heard that the little khan of the Vulture King Banner is very strong, and he is not inferior to the three surnames......" Gao Hua smiled and said, "We'll see later." ”

Tian Yu also heard about it.

Today's little Khan of the Snow Vulture King Banner, named "Snow Bird", the bloodline in the body is said to have reached the atavistic realm, which is comparable to the previous Snow Vulture King...... This time on the bronze platform, if the snow bird can defeat the little khan with the last three surnames, then it will be a great joy for the snow vulture king banner.

It's just that Tian Yu doesn't care at all.

Their vein has completely broken away from the "Snow Vulture King Banner".

Now thinking of the face of the Vulture King, Tian Yu only felt disgust in the bottom of his heart.

......

......

Gao Hua, who was drunk and hazy, burped, raised his head suddenly, and found that in front of him, at some point, there was already a rather tall figure.

"You, who are you?"

Tian Yu narrowed his eyes.

This figure stands here, like a hill, and the momentum of the outgoing movement alone gives people a great sense of oppression.

"Tutur. ”

Tian Yu narrowed his eyes, he remembered that this man, when he was in the vulture king's tent, this person seemed to be the vulture king's personal guard.

His arm was clenched by Su Qin.

Tian Ling'er also subconsciously leaned back.

A hint of ominousness flashed in Tian Yu's heart.

He said coldly, "What, do you want to do it?"

Tutur did not answer.

He just looked down at the two men and women below him in silence, a hint of contempt on his face.

Tian Yu patted Su Qin's hand lightly, signaling that it was okay, and then stood up suddenly, he was very close to Tutuer, and stood up violently at this moment, his forehead almost against Tutuer's chin.

Between the two, there was tension.

Gao Hua suddenly woke up and protected the two women beside him, as if facing a great enemy, looking at the big guy in front of him.

"Bonfire dinner, outside the bronze stage, no hands are allowed, this is the rule established by the eight surnames. Tian Yu said coldly: "If you make a move, violate the rules, and you will be exiled to the border, the Vulture King will not be able to protect you." ”

Tutur grinned, "I'm not going to do anything to you. ”

Tian Yu sneered, and did not mean to dwell too much.

"Then please. ”

After saying this, he didn't intend to pay any more attention to Tutur.

"Tian Yu. ”

Tutur's voice was indifferent, he stood here, he had already attracted the attention of many people, and called out Tian Yu's name at this moment.

There was a stagnation all around.

Tutur held out a hand and pointed to the bronze platform.

"Do you have the guts to go on stage with me and perform for everyone?"

Tian Yu smiled and said, "I'm sorry...... I don't have the skills. ”

He wasn't stupid enough to say yes.

Tutur said calmly, "You think again. ”

"I've said it all......"

Tian Yu's voice stopped abruptly.

His pupils constricted, and the potential vision of the vulture bloodline allowed him to see clearly the direction of Tutuer's finger, in the direction of the vulture king's banner, a young man in a white robe with long frost-white hair was sitting on the seat, the man gave birth to a feminine and handsome face, kept his eyes closed, and slowly opened his eyes at this moment, and smiled slightly at himself.

The little khan of the Vulton King's Banner.

Tian Yu clenched his fists, he looked at the "behemoth" standing in front of him, and suppressed an angry roar in his throat.

He was angry...... Beside the little khan, there was an old man with a pale demeanor and a sluggish look, who was now groggy and asleep, his hair scattered.

"Don't worry, the rules of the Eight Surnames are here, and we didn't do anything to him. Tutuer said indifferently: "The little prince invited him over to drink tea, the old man may not be in good health, he is old, and he is always sleepy...... But if you refuse, then I can't guarantee that he'll wake up. ”

At the same time, a slender voice came.

Xue Yu, who looked lazy, opened his eyes, took the tea handed by his servant, he gently blew the hot air of the tea cup, and said.

"Tian Yu, I heard that you have fallen in love with the backer of Lord Fu Sheng, so you are very arrogant. Over the years, you are a person who dares to fight the face of the vulture king......"

"I am a person who wants to save face, and I must get back the face I lost. I won't embarrass you tonight, as long as you can go through three moves in Tutuer's hands, this grudge will be written off. ”

Tian Yu looked at the bronze platform, the holder of the Eight Great King Banners, sitting on the bronze platform at the moment, talking and laughing, as if he had never noticed the strangeness here.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that the White Wolf King will know?"

Xue Yu smiled indifferently and said, "I'll talk about it when you survive tonight." ”

The feminine man lost much patience, and said lazily: "Is it difficult to choose to lose someone on stage and exchange his life?"

Tian Yu's forehead was bulging.

He let out a deep breath.

Gao Hua, Tian Ling'er, Su Qin, and the surrounding crowd all looked at the opposing figures in amazement.

An angry voice rang out.

"Good...... I promise you. ”