The sensation caused by the arrival of the Vulcan Envoy was unimaginable to Chu Ze, in fact, in the final analysis, it was just the envy of the majority and the envy of the few, as well as a large amount of benefits paid by Cang Zhensheng. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The flames soared, the horses neighed, and the carriage began its journey again.

It is still one master and four servants, and there is no one more.

On the foreheads of Cang Qingze and Cang Yuanlong, there was an extra flame mark shaped like a lotus flower.

"Is this the Mark of the Fire God?" "It's not that the Cang clan has never produced a divine servant, but there are always people who haven't seen it. As the two walked side by side through the streets of the tribe with their packages on their backs, some people pointed curiously.

For these sights, Cang Qingze smiled a little shyly, and Cang Yuanlong's eyebrows were full of pride.

If you are selected as a Divine Servant, you must cross the barbarism alone and go to the Fire Temple according to the map left by the Divine Envoy.

The living, enter the gate of God. He who dies dies dies.

The Vulcan Sigil is not just a simple logo, it represents the authority of the Vulcan God. In the midst of recklessness, anyone who dares to strike at someone who bears the mark of the god of fire will be hunted down endlessly. At the same time, the sigil is also a supervision of the owner, and people in the clan are not allowed to help, and they can only go alone, and if they cheat, they will be disqualified.

With the Mark of the Vulcan, the possibility of being killed is largely eliminated, and only the natural dangers and brute beasts in the barbarian need to be faced.

Young people are always thinking about the distance, and their hearts are fearless.

For the tribe, there may be reluctance in the heart, but more is a vision for the future. This kind of longing makes them walk briskly, and the weight on their bodies seems to be non-existent.

Cang Zhen hid in the distance, watching Cang Yuanlong's departure, and did not see half a point of attachment in him, and his heart was even more sad.

She didn't say anything, because she knew that she was too humble compared to the glory of the god of fire. If you open your mouth, it will only increase your sadness. Just so quietly, watching him disappear from sight.

The hurt girl's heart is like broken glass, tears roll down like beads with broken threads, and she can only suppress herself from crying.

"The encounters and clutches of life are the most unpredictable, so they cannot be controlled. The **** of young men and women is also the most unbearable to the cruelty of reality. ”

Just when Cang Zhen was sad, an old voice suddenly sounded from behind him. There are sighs, there are sighs, with a world-shattering depression.

She turned her head suddenly, her tears had stopped, and her brows were full of vigilance.

The person who came was an old man with bright hair, who was pulled up with a clear and flawless white hosta, with a white face and no beard, wearing sackcloth, stepping on mango shoes, and holding a bamboo cane.

Suddenly, Cang Zhen only felt that this person was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

There are a lot of Cang people, and it is normal that they can't recognize it. I was sad at this time, although the other party's words sounded a little cool, but it was always an elder, and he bowed his head slightly at the moment and was about to walk away.

"If two people want to stay together, they must be equal. Once your lover enters the Divine Gate, don't you want to have a chance?" Seeing that she was leaving, the old man said again.

Cangzhen's figure paused slightly, turned around, and saw the old man smiling, a pair of eyes warm and inward, containing brilliance, and a lightning bolt suddenly crossed his mind.

"You are ......" she exclaimed suddenly, and suddenly covered her mouth, "Cangshen!"

She had also entered the Cang Clan Temple, and had seen the statue of the Cang God, and she had seen this old man familiar before, but she didn't dare to associate it with this aspect. At this time, I heard his breath very loud, and then I woke up.

The gods of her own clan were right in front of her, and the impact on her mind was not huge, and the whole person fell into a state of distraction.

The old man smiled but did not answer, and turned to something else, "The so-called Divine Gate is just the inheritance of the Fire God. Even though the Fire God is powerful, how many people can obtain the essence of its inheritance by choosing such a large number of divine servants?"

Hearing Cangshen talk about the matter of the divine servant, Cang Zhen cared about Cang Yuanlong, and was slightly anxious, "Isn't it a good thing to be selected as a divine servant?"

"Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, blessing and misfortune are lurking, and the things of this world, who can say it clearly until they are in front of them. Cangshen sighed, glanced at Cang Zhen, and said with a gentle smile, "Since you have the mind to worry about others, you might as well plan for your future!"

Cang Zhen blessed his soul at this moment, and knelt on the ground, "Please also ask the god for guidance." ”

Cangshen smiled, "So the choice of inheritance, not in its endowment and qualifications, not in its temperament and character, everything is a coincidence." ”

He took out a string of things from his sleeve that looked like the rosary held by a monk in the temple, but if he looked closely, what was strung together was an irregular bead shaped like a skull, which was very similar to the one Chu Ze had played with before.

"The name of this thing is called Cangsheng Pearl, and it is made of the Yin and Yang Cangtian Technique that I practiced, and it contains a secret method of mine. But today there was an accident, and an outsider got a pearl by chance! If you can bring that person back, I will pass on your supernatural powers!"

"Outsiders?" there was a slight confusion on Cang Zhen's face.

"You've seen him!" the god smiled as she stared at her.

"It's him!" a delicate and harmless face appeared in front of Cang Zhen's eyes.

Cangshen's smile was slightly serious, but it was not so easy for people to see, he nodded, and affirmed, "It's him." ”

"How is that possible?" Cang Zhen muttered, "That kid is so weak, how can he steal something from our Cang clan!"

Cangshen shook his head, "Shibei three days, you should be impressed." He's even worse, don't be reborn in the next moment, it's really not to be underestimated......"

"Don't worry, I will definitely bring the Cangsheng Pearl back!" Cang Zhen's tone was sonorous, firm and powerful.

"It's to bring him back. Cangshen said with a serious expression.

Looking at Cangshen's scorching gaze, Cangshen's heart trembled, and he whispered yes.

"Let's go!" For a moment, Cang Zhen seemed to see a touch of discouragement in the eyes of the gods, and his tone seemed to be weak, just like some old people in the tribe who were dying, and there was nothing to look forward to in the future, so they couldn't be lazy to do anything.

"This is the test of the gods for me!" Cang Zhen bowed back, and when he turned the corner, his body was like a cloud of smoke, ethereal in a trance, and he quickly walked away.

Cang Zhen didn't seem to be much interested in Cangzhen's departure, and his expression was completely different from when he first appeared. It's like a person who is excited to do something, but the thing is not finished, the interest is exhausted, and he is indifferent.

He raised his head and looked at the fireball-like sun in the untouchable sky, and fell into a state of trance.

During the time he was in a daze, many Cang people passed by him, but they were ignorant of his existence. There were even people walking past the place where he stood, but the god was like a projection, and someone passed through directly.

"O god of fire," he sighed as he looked at the scorching sun for a long time, "it is really powerful to subdue countless reckless fellow believers with the power of one person, and to only cower within a clan, and indulge in the illusion woven by faith...... Hey hey ......"

The light of the scorching sun is like the light of the god of fire, shining on the savage.

"Even though it's a trial, it's also out of helplessness," Cangshen's voice was low and ethereal, as if it was far and near, echoing in the air, "Just a mark on his messenger's body made me dare not make any moves." This god is really boring to do......"

The Cang clan is a big clan, and the Cang God is undoubtedly powerful. Chu Ze's arrival did not hide from him, and just like Cangzhen, he did not take him seriously. Like the ants that the thoughts of the gods accidentally swept over the earth, the ants once fell into his mind, but they never existed in his memory.

When Cang Yao and Cang Xiao lost their hands, all kinds of coincidences condensed into a Cangsheng pearl that should not be known by others at all. Forced by the presence of the divine envoy, if he made a personal move, Chu Ze would naturally be able to capture it effortlessly, but he was afraid of alarming the thoughts of the fire god in the fire god's seal, so he had to sit back and watch all this happen.

And the messenger of the fire god left, but the god changed his mind and had no intention of making a move.

"The Vulcan God's selection of servants is becoming more and more frequent, and I always have a bad premonition......!

The voice of the god was lowered and inaudible, and the phantom body disappeared.