"How's it going, Elder Mufeng, has the poison in Bai Fan been cleared?"

As soon as he rushed into a medicine house, the patriarch of the Miao clan asked eagerly.

"For the time being, I only barely managed to protect my heart, and it was stabilized. ”

The old man of the Miao clan, known as Elder Mu Feng, did not look optimistic.

"That ......"

The patriarch of the Miao clan was stunned for a moment, and turned to the bed, and looked at his grandson, a face that was originally delicate and handsome, but now it can be described as miserable, I am afraid that my life can be saved, and my appearance is difficult to say.

"Oops, Master, Bai ...... Brother Bai Fan, he ...... Brother Bai Fan's body is getting hotter and hotter, and the cold pill he fed him can't suppress the poisonous fire at all......"

However, the one who didn't listen and shouted out in a panic was the Miao woman Ruoqi.

"What? Is it so quick to be attacked by the poisonous fire?"

Elder Mu Feng was shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward to investigate.

Those young men of the Miao clan who carried Miao Baifan here, as well as those people of the Miao clan who came after hearing the news. Hearing this, one by one they were even more crowded, and they couldn't stop poking into the medicine house.

"Well, how is that good?"

The Miao clan patriarch was not good at medicine, so he had to sigh.

"I don't know what kind of firebird is that bird that hurt Bai Fan, and it is so poisonous?"

After some rescue, Elder Mu Feng wiped the cold sweat that broke out from his forehead and asked in shock.

"That's it, I'll ask the young man with braids to see if he can be saved?"

The patriarch of the Miao clan, who was helpless, had no choice but to pin his hopes on Ding Zhuqiang and hurriedly left.

Ding Zhuqiang, who was sitting in the main hall, thought about it, but couldn't find a way, and couldn't help but ask for a while: "Ruoshui, do you know why the Divine Light Gate of your Miao clan was sealed?"

Ruoshui pondered for a moment and said: "I only know that since two hundred years ago, my Miao clan came to the human world through the Divine Light Gate through the Divine Light Gate in the Three Realms War, and the Divine Light Gate has been enshrined in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land and has never been used again. ”

"Oh?"

Ding Zhuqiang was shocked inexplicably, and turned his gaze to Shuyue, who was sitting on the side.

"As far as I know, through the historical records written by my Carranci Kingdom, the Great War of the Three Realms took nearly two hundred years to end, and it is precisely because of this protracted war that the Three Realms are now inaccessible. ”

Closed Moon was obviously explaining to Ding Zhuqiang the scale of the battle and the consequences.

Ding Zhuqiang couldn't help but ask: "I don't know why the Great War happened in the Three Realms?"

Closed Moon asked, "Then why did your country go to war?"

"My country?"

Ding Zhuqiang was dumbfounded, thoughtful, a little understood?

"Hmph!" replied the barbarian leader with a sneer, "but all wars are fought for the purpose of plundering other people's property, so what else is there to ask?"

"This ......" Ding Zhuqiang shook his head unpredictably, and he couldn't help but secretly chant to himself: "The Qin people don't have time to mourn themselves, and the descendants mourn it, and the descendants mourn it without learning from it, and it also makes the descendants mourn the descendants again." But the Qing Dynasty in which I am located is not like the previous dynasties? But I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the fate of destruction, alas, ......"

"Patriarch, are you here?"

Just when Ding Zhuqiang was secretly thinking to himself, he suddenly heard Ruoshui get up and greet him.

"Oh! Is it finally here?"

Ding Zhuqiang came back to his senses in surprise and turned his gaze.

The patriarch of the Miao clan had a gloomy old face, and went straight to Ding Zhuqiang, and even stared at the golden silk ruyi bird lying on Ding Zhuqiang's shoulder, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you know what kind of bird Ding Shaoxia holds?"

The leader of the barbarians replied, "Poisonous Flame Desolate." ”

"Ahh......h

"Ah......h

Ding Zhuqiang was really shocked, and his heart was half cold, if the grandson of the patriarch of the Miao clan, once he has three longs and two shorts, can he still hope to use the Divine Light Gate to return to his hometown?

"The patriarch doesn't have to be pessimistic, it just so happens that old decay can cure this poison. ”

The leader of the barbarian clan was very calm, and he looked at the patriarch of the Miao clan with a sad expression.

"Is this true?" the Miao clan patriarch immediately rekindled the flame of hope, but when he looked at this barbarian old man who was about the same age as himself, he asked again, "I don't know what the reward is?"

"There is no need for compensation, I just hope that the patriarch of the Miao clan can agree, be magnanimous, and no longer pursue this matter. ”

As the barbarian leader spoke, he stood up.

"Okay!"

The patriarch of the Miao clan glanced at Ding Zhuqiang, and knew what the barbarian leader meant by this, it was nothing more than favoring this kid and wiping his ass for him. I don't know, why did the big leader of this barbarian clan take such good care of Ding Zhuqiang?

At the same time, Hu Kui and Xiao Amin are the same, showing unconcealable jealousy towards Ding Zhuqiang......

"Let's go! Let's go together!"

The leader of the barbarian tribe did not wait for Ding Zhuqiang to show gratitude, and immediately invited.

"Okay. ”

Ding Zhuqiang nodded hurriedly and left together.

Ruoshui has always been looking at it with bright eyes, followed closely beside Ding Zhuqiang, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry! The patriarch should not hold a grudge against you." ”

"Definitely. Closed Moon also said: "And I guess, he must need to use the poisonous flame desolate to resolve the poison." ”

"Is that so?"

Ding Zhuqiang asked secretly, and then thought about it, if he could save that guy, it would be better than forming an irreparable hatred......

After a while, under the personal leadership of the patriarch of the Miao clan, a group of five people went straight to the medicine house.

As soon as the Miao clan patriarch stepped into the medicine house, he asked, "Elder Mufeng, how is it?" Bai Fan ...... Has he stabilized?"

"Hmm. Elder Mu Feng only nodded, and then asked, "Do you know what kind of bird hurt the white sail?"

"Don't ask what kind of bird it is?" In the barbarian leader's reply, he had come to the bed, his expression was solemn, and he looked at the dying Miao Baifan, and beckoned to Ding Zhuqiang: "Come on, tell you, this golden silk wishful bird, to lie down on him, and wait for me to use brute art to resolve it." ”

"Yes. This is a major matter of human life, Ding Zhuqiang didn't say much, and the golden silk Ruyi bird that was about to crouch on his shoulder was placed on Miao Baifan's belly, and instructed: "Be good, don't move, it'll be fine." ”

"Tweet ......"

The golden silk ruyi bird seemed to be able to understand Ding Zhuqiang's words, and let out a cry, really squatting and not moving.

"Brute - Blood Sacrifice Wheel Offering!"

Immediately after, the leader of the barbarians really used the spells of the barbarians.

"Ahh

Ding Zhuqiang had already seen it, and he was shocked, so he stopped it.

"Eh!" closed the moon's eyes quickly, and grabbed Ding Zhuqiang and said: "Don't worry, this blood sacrifice wheel sacrifice is just to transfer the fire poison in this guy's body to the poisonous flame desolate sparrow himself, and he will not exchange his life for his life." ”

"Ahh

Hearing this explanation, Ding Zhuqiang was relieved.

Sure enough, under the traction of the two air currents, one black and one white, it was faintly visible, and a trace of fire was withdrawn from the mouth of Miao Baifan, and instead injected into the poisonous flame desolate sparrow......

After a while, Miao Baifan's breathing gradually stabilized, and he was out of danger.

"Tweet ......"

As soon as the barbarian leader finished casting the spell, the golden silk ruyi bird couldn't wait to fly back on Ding Zhuqiang's shoulder, as if nothing happened.

"The magic of the barbarian clan is really amazing!

Seeing that his grandson had turned the corner, the Miao clan patriarch's hanging heart finally fell back steadily, and he was even more grateful to the Barbarian clan.

"The patriarch is polite, but it's just a gesture. The leader of the barbarians then added: "I only hope that this will further enhance the relationship between you and me." ”

"That's good! The patriarch of the Miao clan was extremely happy, and made a gesture and said, "You and I can talk about the Divine Light Gate of my Miao clan. ”

"Is there finally a danger?"

Ding Zhuqiang was also relieved. Looking at this disfigured Miao man again, it seems that it will be impossible to easily resolve it in the future.

"Let's go!"

Ruoshui saw Ding Zhuqiang's worries, and knew that after that, he had formed a bond with this wonderful white sail.

"What are you afraid of?" Closed Moon then walked out of the medicine house together, and said with a cold voice: "If he can't get a lesson and dares to seek revenge, then he will kill him directly, and he will be rid of the future trouble forever." ”

Ding Zhuqiang only sighed, and secretly thought to himself: "It seems that it is really a disaster! I don't know who will worry about my two unmarried wives in the future." ”

As soon as the group returned to the main hall, they only saw Miao Changnian and Uncle Fanyun, who had been waiting for a long time and hurriedly greeted each other.

As soon as the patriarch of the Miao clan stepped on the steps of the main hall, he immediately asked, "Is there any situation?"

Uncle Fan Yun hurriedly replied: "The Eight Desolations City Lord is dead, but the Ao Star City Lord has survived by luck and has returned to the Eight Desolation City. ”

The leader of the barbarian tribe immediately proposed: "Then take advantage of the time to take down the Eight Desolation City, and let my barbarian and Miao clans govern it together?"

"It works. The patriarch of the Miao clan nodded in a deep voice and said, "Fan Yun, it is up to you and Chang Nian to act together with the Barbarian clan!"

"Take the city?"

Ding Zhuqiang was surprised, he only felt that this wonderful two clans were inevitably too unpopular and swallowed elephants!

"Chase the strong, then you can go with you and take down the Eight Desolate City! At that time, you will have a place in the Eight Desolate City. ”

Just when Ding Zhuqiang was unimaginable, he suddenly heard an order from the barbarian leader.

Instead, I only heard the barbarian leader order: "Akui, you will control the winged bat dragon, go to the barbarian tribe immediately, pass on my orders, and use the strength of my whole clan to seize the Eight Desolation City." ”

"Yes!"

After Hu Kui bowed down and received the order, he left.

At the same time, Miao Changnian and Uncle Fan Yun also followed the order, gathered their clansmen, and prepared for battle.

From this point of view, this wonderful two races are imperative!