"Huh, what about water!"

As soon as he left the hall, Ding Zhuqiang couldn't help but look for it.

The leader of the barbarian tribe did not hide it, and bluntly informed: "The person you are looking for has already left." ”

"Gone?" Ding Zhuqiang's surprise was extraordinary, and he asked again: "Where have you gone?"

"Look at the horizon for yourself!"

The barbarian leader said Nunu mouth.

"Ahh

Ding Zhuqiang looked at it, and suddenly saw that Uncle A Lan was flying Ruoshui, and with a group of barbarian cavalry, he had already swept out of the barbarian tribe and had already crossed the mountain.

"Ruoshui!"

Ding Zhuqiang, who had come to his senses, shouted, and suddenly shook off the holding hand of the barbarian leader, like crazy, and ran with all his might......

The leader of the barbarian tribe did not persuade him, and let Ding Zhuqiang walk like a fly, and chased after him......

"Boom ......"

In the thunder, a strong wind blew and dust was rolled up......

Even if Ding Zhuqiang has gone through half a month of devilish training, he is still too tender after all, and when Ding Zhuqiang ran out of the barbarian tribe in one breath, and then climbed over the mountain in one breath, he was already tired and out of breath......

Ding Zhuqiang, who was out of breath from above and sweating, was out of reach at a glance, and could only watch the shadow disappear in his unwilling sight......

"Why? Why? Even if you really want to leave, I will never stop you! But why don't you even say hello? That's it...... Just left silently......"

Ding Zhuqiang is still too young after all. Come to think of it, this must be the first love in his life!

The unspeakably painful Ding Zhuqiang is like a fragile shrimp that has been peeled off. Hunched over, knelt on the ground, kept clenching his fists, and pounded the weathered sand and gravel fiercely, until the blood was dripping......

The wind and rain fell, and Ding Zhuqiang, who was miserable, took a long time before he eased up from the sadness of parting, and stood up trembling slightly......

"Let's go, I'll take you to hone and hone your ......."

However, at some point, the leader of the barbarian tribe was like a ghost, floating on the top of the mountain, with a pair of old eyes, staring directly at Ding Zhuqiang, who had recovered from his grief.

"How are you going to hone me?"

At this point, Ding Zhuqiang also accepted his fate, and there was no lack of a sense of loss of soul in his tone......

"Since you identify your ferocious aura as murderous aura, then the best way is to cultivate your own murderous aura so that you can suppress it. ”

The leader of the barbarian clan is worthy of being a wise man, and this explanation is not difficult to understand at all to Ding Zhuqiang's ears at this moment.

"That's good!" Ding Zhuqiang showed that he had turned grief into strength, and asked impassionedly: "How can I cultivate?" Please make it clear that I, Ding Zhuqiang, will definitely go to the soup and never flinch!"

"Okay!" The leader of the barbarian tribe was also aroused, and even said: "The old man will take you to the great wilderness and teach you to kill the dragon with your bare hands!"

"Ah!" Ding Zhuqiang was taken aback and asked, "Kill the dragon?"

"That's right!" the barbarian leader waved his sleeves and said domineeringly: "This dragon slaying is only the first step. ”

"First step!?"

Ding Zhuqiang was even more shocked.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, as if I only listened, the thunder was shocked, and I saw only two figures, an old man and a young man, who went straight to the depths of the desolate land regardless of the wind and rain......

"Don't worry, if that kid can chase after him, I will give him the position of the leader. ”

The storm was so strong that the barbarians had to take refuge in the col......

Ruoshui Pavilion stood under a convex wall that could barely shelter from the wind and rain, shook his head slowly, and said sadly to Uncle Alan: "I'm afraid he will never come again." ”

Uncle Ah Lan didn't quite understand the deep meaning of this, so he only said: "That kid is not stupid, he should be able to understand your kindness, and with his little skill, he doesn't rely on a sword." If that stinky boy dares to let you down, see if I don't reward him with a few big ear braces. ”

"Snort......" Ruoshui couldn't help laughing out loud, a pair of dim eyes, staring at the dark clouds in the sky, and secretly said in his heart: "You have a good heart, it's better to go back to your own original world......!

Thinking of this, Ruoshui silently shed two lines of tears......

"Alas!" This looked in Uncle Lan's eyes, and he sighed and secretly thought to himself: "How can that kid be so blessed! ”

"Come on, I don't think you're so reluctant, I'd better send you back to that kid. Save me from panicking when I look at it......"

Uncle Lan said, and stood up all of a sudden.

"Ah!" Ruoshui, who heard this, suddenly flashed an indescribable joy, but when Uncle Ah Lan grabbed his arm, he was shocked and quickly refused: "No, no, how can this be?"

"Ah Lan, when did you become so good-hearted?" At this time, he listened to the barbarian woman Ah Hua, sheltering from the rain and saying under a cliff: "You don't want to think about it, the city lord of the Eight Desolation City has been admiring this chick for a long time, so he hasn't been able to deal with the Miao clan people who have been detained?"

"That's right!" As soon as he heard this, Ruoshui made up his mind, broke free of Uncle Alan's claws, and said, "My brother and my clan are waiting for me to save them......!" How can I not go?"

"That's it, that's it. Uncle Ah Lan touched a big nail, suddenly felt bored, sat back and said, "Let's go when the rain is lighter! ”

As soon as Ruoshui heard this, he instinctively looked forward to it, although he knew that what Uncle Lan said might not be true because of the heavy rain, but deep down, he still gave a little hope, hoping that a miracle would happen......

But it wasn't until the wind and rain stopped that Ruoshui's slightly disappointed eyes had no choice but to set off with Uncle Alan.

As he got farther and farther away from the barbarian tribe, Ruoshui's heart became less and less disillusioned.

It wasn't until early three days later in the morning that the barbarian clan arrived outside the Eight Desolations City. The road is difficult and dangerous, and the most important thing is that the enemy to be faced has to be recuperated and ready for battle......

"Ruoshui!"

"Brother!"

The city lord of the Eight Desolations City had received the news, so he took the five Miao clan members who had been detained, and climbed the city tower together, looking down condescendingly.

The man who had been with the eldest prince and was called Ah Da immediately pointed out: "City lord, look, the one wearing the purple skirt is the elf woman that the eldest prince and the second prince mentioned to you. ”

"Hmm. Although the city lord of this Eight Desolate City is more than half a hundred years old, he is extremely strong, and he is very satisfied with his beard and praised: "Although his face is dusty, it is still difficult to hide his beautiful and beautiful quality, if it is really a full beauty embryo, it is no wonder that the two of them lost a lot of money." After a few years, it will be amazing. ”

"Humph!"

Hearing this, in the ears of Miao Changnian, who had become a prisoner under the stairs, it could really be described as a mixture of anger and an angry snort.

The Eight Desolations City Lord was aware of it, and the city government was extremely deep, so he asked without anger and authority: "Do you still think that this city lord is not worthy?"

"Long years ......" Uncle Fan Yun of the Miao clan calmed down and stepped forward and said: "If the city lord wants to marry my Miao clan, shouldn't he personally go to my Miao clan to propose marriage?"

The old face of the Eight Desolations City Lord was so gloomy that he almost froze, and he said angrily: "Don't think that this city lord doesn't know where your Miao clan lives in seclusion, as long as this city lord gives an order, he will definitely teach you that the Miao clan will disappear in the human world from now on, and what do you dare to denounce with this city lord?"

"Hey!" Ruoshui, who was riding a tall horse, immediately shouted, "You must not harm my brother and my people, otherwise I would rather die." ”

"Hu'er, don't hurry up and get her into the city. ”

When the Eight Desolations City Lord heard this, his anger gradually subsided, and he gave an order to the second son beside him.

"Yes, Father. ”

After the second son received the order, he immediately left.

"Uncle Fanyun, can't you let Ruoshui ...... her"

This time, what did you think Miao Changnian was anxious about?

"For a long time, you have calmed down first, and now the first priority is to save Ruoshui from the hands of the barbarians. ”

When Uncle Fan Yun said this, he couldn't escape the ears of the Eight Desolation City Lord, and nodded with satisfaction.

At the opening of the city gate, the second prince really led a sedan chair, came to greet him in person, and shouted a few zhang away: "Please! ”

"Hmph!" Ruoshui was so ashamed that he was about to burst into flames, and after snorting coldly, he turned to shout angrily to the Lord of the Eight Desolations: "If you want to take me into the city, you must have my brother and my clansmen come in person." ”

"Beautiful! It's so beautiful! Even being angry is so beautiful and moving!" The Eight Desolations City Lord seemed to have returned to his teenage years all of a sudden, and waved his sleeves and said, "Go, bring your beautiful women into the city in person." ”

"Uncle Fanyun, this ......" I just didn't hear it, and one of the men of the Miao clan who was a few years older than Ding Zhuqiang only hesitated: "If we go, what if the barbarians are waiting for an opportunity to make trouble?"

Hearing this, in the ears of the Eight Desolations City Lord, he said very complacently: "You can rest assured, with the presence of this city lord, these barbarians will never dare to act recklessly." ”

"Miao Derong, if you are so afraid of barbarians, then you should stay in this city. ”

Miao Changnian was even more angry after speaking, and immediately jumped into the city tower several feet high, flying down.

"Long years!"

Immediately after hearing a coquettish voice, a young and beautiful girl of the Miao clan flew after her.

"Let's go, let's go and get Ruoshui back. ”

After Uncle Fan Yun groaned slightly, he also flew down. Immediately after that, another young woman who was slightly older than Wakasui flew in.

At this moment, there was only the young man who was called Miao Derong, and after a slight pause, he inadvertently met with the Eight Desolations City Lord, and immediately shuddered, and then flew away.