"It's not early, let's go to bed first!"

Looking around, Ding Zhuqiang took off a few animal skins hanging on the wall, spread them on the ground, and barely made a bunk next to the bed.

Blowing out the lights, in this windowless thatched hut, it can really be said that you can't see your fingers.

If the water seems to be there, don't say much, lie down and sleep on the couch, close your eyes, but how can you sleep?

Ding Zhuqiang, who was laying on the floor, was also preoccupied and couldn't sleep. Listening to the subtle breathing sound of Ruoshui, there was an indescribable Shutai in my heart......

"Ruoshui ......" Ding Zhuqiang couldn't hold back the pounding in his heart after all, and couldn't help but shout softly: "Are you asleep?"

I only heard Ruoshui gently reply: "No!"

"Do you know? In my hometown, the etiquette is strict, there is a discipline in ancient times, and men and women are not seated at the same age at the age of seven. ”

It seems that Ding Zhuqiang is really full of poetry and books, so that he is gentle and elegant, and strictly abides by etiquette.

"That's good!" Ruoshui praised: "This is much better than my clan, if it weren't for my brother always protecting me, many men in the clan would definitely pester me." ”

"Don't worry, when I am here, I will definitely protect you. Ding Zhuqiang swore an oath, and then asked, "By the way, what about your father! Why haven't I heard you mention it?"

"My father ...... him" Ruoshui couldn't help but say sadly: "I don't know, I heard from the clan that I went to the fairy world." ”

"Immortal Realm?" Ding Zhuqiang was secretly surprised, and asked curiously: "What kind of place is the Immortal Realm?"

"It is said that due to the Great War of the Three Realms hundreds of years ago, the Three Realms of Immortals and Demons have been forcibly cut off from each other. ”

"Because of the war...... That's why we cut off contact with each other?"

When Ding Zhuqiang heard this, he couldn't help but think of his own country, even if it was closed to the country, it was not broken and invaded by Western powers......

But if these Western powers were like these three realms, and if they did not communicate with each other, would it not be possible for their own countries and nations to be violated, but would they continue to survive under the feudal rule of the Manchus?

When Ding Zhuqiang thought of this, he was really shocked in his heart, but he didn't understand that in the three years he had studied in the West, he had unconsciously accepted the idea of modernization and a high level of consciousness......

Just when Ding Zhuqiang was ignorant and secretly thinking to himself, he only heard Ruoshui continue to say: "It is rumored that the ways to communicate between the Three Realms are the Chang River, the Hell Abyss, and the Bottomless Cliff. ”

"Oh!" This made Ding Zhuqiang come back to his senses in shock, and he just said: "Just by listening to the name, you will know that it must be difficult to cross each other!"

Ruoshui did not deny it: "Of course, but for the top figures in the Three Realms, there is still a way to shuttle." ”

"Really?"

Ding Zhuqiang asked secretly, but he thought of the mysterious old immortal who claimed to have taken him captive and gave him a sword to defend himself......

"Okay, let's go to bed without further ado!"

Turning his mind back to his senses, Ding Zhuqiang only felt that his thoughts were like a tide, and he was even more upset, so he turned over directly, lay on his side and fell asleep......

This is seen in the eyes of Ruoshui night vision lying on the bed, I just don't feel that Ding Zhuqiang is really lonely and pitiful, if he changes places and changes to himself, I am afraid that he will not be able to live for a long time.

When he woke up in the morning, Ding Zhuqiang realized that a blanket was covering him.

"What about water!"

Secretly asked, Ding Zhuqiang got up, folded the blanket and placed it on the bed, and hung the animal skin on the floor back on the wall, and did not forget to put the Desolate Demon Divine Sword on the table, but only then opened the door and walked out.

It was bright, but it was overcast, as if it were going to rain......

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

As soon as he went out, Ding Zhuqiang only heard the frolicking sound of a group of children. Unexpectedly, this wild child got up earlier than himself one by one, and it seemed that he was afraid that it was really as Uncle Lan said, and he started training at the age of five.

Ruoshui, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, suddenly turned around and beckoned to Ding Zhuqiang: "You wake up, come and see, these children are so lively and cute!"

"Oh?"

Ding Zhuqiang didn't say much and asked, and immediately walked forward, only to see that a few feet away, on a wide flat dam, as small as only three or four years old, hip-hop and jumping, as big as eight or nine years old, neatly and uniformly, all receiving the morning exercise and teaching of several barbarian men.

"If this is in my hometown, these children must be reading the book of Wangtian in the private school!"

In Ding Zhuqiang's eyes, he couldn't help but think.

"Drink, drink, drink......"

However, at this moment, only a sky-shattering shout was heard, coming from far and near.

"Don't stop! Run!"

In Ding Zhuqiang's suspicious eyes, he suddenly saw nearly 100 children in their teens, shirtless, carrying boulders on their shoulders, running all the way, roaring, as long as they fell slightly, there would be an accompanying overseer, whipping down......

"This ......"

Ding Zhuqiang was really shocked, if this was placed in his own country, it would be unimaginable......

"Alas!"

Ruoshui's red lips opened lightly, sighed faintly, turned away, and stopped looking.

Ding Zhuqiang didn't think about his own country, if he also trained the next generation like this......

Ruoshui suddenly said, "Go and say goodbye!"

"Ah......h

Ding Zhuqiang was shocked and turned around, but only to think that Ruoshui was only concerned about the safety of his brother and his clansmen now.

"Okay!" Ding Zhiqiang, who thought of this, turned to ask, "I just don't know if Uncle Ah Lan is at home?"

"He's definitely busy. Ruoshui only shook his head, and then went and said, "Let's go! Let's go and say goodbye to their leader, and by the way, don't you still have to ask him to help you go home?"

Ding Zhuqiang's heart ached inexplicably, so he didn't make a statement, and silently accompanied Ruoshui.

They were relatively speechless to each other, and after walking for a while, Ruoshui suddenly said: "If he can help you go back immediately, you don't have to worry about me, go by yourself!"

"Ahh

"Hehe......" Ruoshui smiled, smiled very reluctantly and asked, "Are you reluctant?"

"Nope. Ding Zhuqiang was also ruthless, and replied very crisply: "It's just that I should start and finish well! No matter what, I must send you back to the clan first, so that I can leave with peace of mind." ”

Listening to Ding Zhuqiang's words so categorically, if the water has a heart, I don't know whether it is moved or throbbing, so I have to say: "It's up to you......"

"Hmm. ”

Ding Zhuqiang only nodded and said no more. In fact, in his heart, he didn't really want to go back like this. After all, haven't learned anything that you can really get your hands on?

Ruoshui is naturally reluctant, but when he thinks of Ding Zhuqiang being far away from his family in this world, he is helpless. Of course, I still hope that he can return to his parents......

In this way, the two of them fell into a subtle silence again, but they had their own thoughts......

"You boy, I'm about to go back and call you! ”

As soon as he came to the hall where the leader of the barbarian tribe was, Ding Zhuqiang, who was thinking about his thoughts, was suddenly shocked by Uncle Lan's words.

In Ding Zhuqiang's eyes, he could only see that there were many barbarian clansmen who scattered from the hall one after another.

"Go, the chief is waiting for you in the temple!"

Not to mention what Ding Zhuqiang had to say, Uncle Ah Lan had already come to him in an arrow step.

"What about water!"

Ding Zhuqiang couldn't help but look at the pretty beauty who kept a distance from him.

"You go!" Ruoshui said beautifully, "I'll wait for you outside the palace." ”

"Hmm. After Ding Zhuqiang bowed his head, he followed and said, "You must wait for me." ”

"What are you doing?" In Uncle Lan's eyes, he shook his head and said, "Go quickly! The leader has something good to do with you!"

Ding Zhuqiang did not delay, looked at Ruoshui and smiled, and entered the hall.

"Coming?"

As soon as Ding Zhuqiang entered the hall, he only heard the barbarian leader get up and greet him.

"Hmm. Ding Zhuqiang nodded, and he was not ambiguous, and said bluntly: "I want to settle the matter between the Miao clan and the Eight Desolations City first." ”

The leader of the barbarians happily agreed: "Of course, you can rest assured, I have promised you that I will never break my word." ”

"When will you go?"

Ding Zhuqiang was really an anxious person, and he couldn't help but look outside the hall, but he only saw that there were clouds.

The leader of the barbarian clan didn't care much, and only said, "I have just transferred the elite of my barbarian clan and set off for the Eight Desolation City." ”

"Oh!" Ding Zhuqiang immediately turned around and said, "Then I'll go too." ”

The leader of the barbarians suddenly shouted, "You can't go!"

"Why?"

Ding Zhuqiang looked back and asked.

"Because you can't fully control the Demon Excalibur you wield. The leader of the barbarians even said: "So if you go, not only will you not be able to help, but you will also increase the risk." ”

"That's it?"

Ding Zhuqiang also agreed and calmed down.

The leader of the barbarian clan even said: "Don't worry, during the time you stay in my barbarian tribe." I will teach you how to control and control this fierce sword qi so that you will not be devoured by your mind and go mad, not only to hurt your body, but also to make it impossible to distinguish between friend and foe. ”

This sounds like Ding Zhuqiang, but he has to agree. After all, he did have several personal experiences, and each time he was fortunate to be soothed by Ruoshui. It's not a good thing to go on like this for a long time......

"That's okay!" Ding Zhuqiang compromised and asked, "How do you teach me to control and control this sword!" Ding Zhuqiang said, already pulling out the Desolate Demon Divine Sword in his hand.

But the leader of the barbarians asked, "Do you know what a ferocious aura is?"

"Fierce aura?" Ding Zhuqiang said as if he didn't understand: "It should be similar to murderous aura!"

"Murderous?" the barbarian leader was stunned for a moment before saying, "Okay! Murderous is murderous, so how can you control it as you like!"

"This ......"

Ding Zhuqiang really shook his head with a puzzled feeling.

"It's not helpful to say more. The leader of the barbarian clan said with a strong hand: "Come with me." After that, he took Ding Zhuqiang and walked towards the outside of the hall.