readx;? Just as Dongfang Yu was dumbfounded, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the sky, and people panicked, thinking that another powerful demon bird had come. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Dongfang Yu hurriedly smiled bitterly and shouted: "Don't be nervous, it's my brother who helps you move the demon beast." ”

It turned out that it was Xiao Yao who directly picked up the Bull Demon King who couldn't be moved. He flickered and landed in a flickering circle, and at once almost filled the open space in front of the village.

Good guys, the men, women and children of the tribe cheered, not to mention that there are still four hundred little demon beasts, just this one big demon, the people of the whole village will definitely not be able to eat one meal.

A group of snot babies were simply ecstatic, climbing up the hill like crazy, and some simply lay on their necks and drank the blood of beasts.

The insect sang "vomit" and almost vomited.

The adults stopped drinking, and the children reluctantly climbed off the beastmaster, and all squatted around, waiting for the adults to clean up.

The little crow looked anxious, and with a wave of his wings, he cut off pieces of meat like ten thousand steel knives. He is a waterfowl with no blood on his wings.

The children cheered again and divided into several groups to form a campfire.

In fact, in addition to the little crow being able to eat and drink, the crow originally only ate the cerebral marrow and the demon core, and he didn't dare to eat more of these meats to ward off evil spirits, because he couldn't "detoxify" now, and these things were scum to him.

The little crow is destined to be the protagonist of today. This anti-customer is the main thing, and he enthusiastically took out the mountain-like scallion pancakes and distributed them to the elderly and children one by one. He brought out a dozen oversized barrels, threw out two large stacks of bowls, and noisily invited everyone to drink.

The whole village is like a "New Year", the men have stepped forward to grab the wine and drink, the girls dance, and the babies swallow the scallion pancakes, which are obviously better than meat, the key is that they have never eaten it.

Every wrinkle of laughter on Wu Xian's face unfolded. A few girls who had just been sacrificed brought three bowls of wine. Wu Xian stared at the bowl, stunned.

Worm Sing'er noticed his strangeness, and immediately understood, and said, "Senior, you have taken a fancy to these bowls made of glowstones, right? We have some glowstones, and we can give you some." ”

"Ah!" Wu Xian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "Don't dare to call me a senior, you can just call me Wu Xian." In our tribe, the word 'Wu' itself is an honorific title, and ordinary people cannot call it casually. I've helped you so much, how can I ask for your things again?"

Dongfang Yu heard that he was about to lead the topic to witchcraft again, and hurriedly said: "It's not worth anything, we have a lot." Why don't we move on to witchcraft, like what are the levels, and how do you judge strength or weakness?"

At this moment, the little crow yelled again, "Don't just drink me, I want to taste your tribe's water and wine." ”

When Wu Xian heard this, he hurriedly said: "Go and get the black scorpion wine I brewed and give it to the guests to taste." ”

Dongfang Yu is so angry, this little crow is too capable of stirring up.

After settling the crow and drinking the wine soaked in the black scorpion, Wu Xian sat back down, and then said, "Actually, we have no rank in the wizard industry. Each tribe has at least one wizard, and this wizard will also choose several offspring to cultivate. If you insist on classifying, it usually depends on the size of the tribe, because only a strong wizard can protect the tribe to grow and develop. ”

Dongfang Yu nodded slowly, this is something he didn't understand all along. Because in his memory, it seems that those legendary characters in his previous life, such as Chiyou, are just sorcerers of the tribe.

At this moment, a strong man came forward with a stone plate on which were several pieces of roasted roasted meat. The man respectfully put the barbecue in front of the three of them and said, "Great Wu, this is the heart of the Bull Demon King. ”

Wu Xian motioned to Dongfang Yu and Worm Singer to taste it, and Worm Singer was so frightened that Worm Singer hurriedly took out a scallion pancake, she really didn't dare to eat this kind of "three-ripe steak".

Dongfang Yu smiled and took a knife and cut a piece, and ate it beautifully. Wu Xian said while eating: "However, for a long time, for convenience, we often explain the abilities of wizards according to the abilities of demon beasts. For example, when the horns of this demon king are hung on the portal of our tribe, they will call me a great wizard who can subdue the seventh-order beast king. Ha ha. ”

Dongfang Yu is a very good storyteller, and at the same time, he is also a very good listener. There are crows, evil spirits and yaks to set off the atmosphere, and there are insects singing smartly beating the side drums, and the content of the conversation between the three gradually shifted to the direction that Dongfang Yu wanted to understand.

"I don't know much about the legends of our aborigines. Wu Xian obviously thought that the Chaotian wine brought by Dongfang Yu was delicious, so he took a big sip of the wine and said, "I only know that our luck is really bad." ”

Worm Song'er flashed her eyes wide, and asked very cooperatively, "What does it mean that your luck is too bad?"

Wu Xian lit up the empty bowl and said, "You have heard of the plane war that took place on our continent. ”

Dongfang Yu and Worm Sing'er nodded in extreme horror, who would have thought that he would know about things on the ground for such a long time.

Wu Xian sighed and said, "Our underworld is too unlucky! The huge flying boat that the alien invasion team was riding landed directly above our ancestral witch gathering place. ”

Dongfang Yu and Insect Singing looked at each other, and said at the same time: "Flame Mountain, that continent without skin. ”

It's such a coincidence, it's the hometown of the worms, and it's also their underground powerhouse.

"It should be there," Wu Xian said, "Our ancestral witches and the three ancestral artifacts are all gathered there. I heard that the Huangquan River and the Nai He Bridge were destroyed without being launched and became waste. The whereabouts of Sanshengshi are also unknown. ”

I see.

Dongfang Yu finally understood why the original underworld was so powerful that it could still be captured by the ancestors of the three mansions of Jinwu, Yuxu, and Lynx. It turned out to be a devastating blow to the alien race that was invaded by mistake. This is such a coincidence, a kind of helpless tragedy.

Dongfang Yu didn't know how to comfort him, so he had to fill him with wine, raise a glass to each other, and ask, "Don't we have the power to survive here?"

Wu Xian shuddered suddenly, and said, "There may be a great god, an existence like an ancestral witch." That's our spiritual leader. But we didn't dare say anything about his old man. ”

Dongfang Yu knew in his heart, it must be the Demon Holy Truth Listening to the Beast Master.

Without a trace, he said, "Lord Wuxian, where does that sage live?"

"I guess," Wu Xian turned his head to look at the four directions with difficulty, and said in a very low voice, "I guess it should be at the old site of Santuchuan." ”

Santugawa?

Huangquan River?

Isn't this a place?

Although Dongfang Yu still had many doubts, he knew that he had gained too much today, and he really couldn't continue to ask questions, once he was alerted by Wu Xian, it would be bad and self-defeating.

Thinking about this trick, Dongfang Yu won't talk about this aspect anymore, what underground monsters, specialties, folk customs, what is useless to talk about, Wu Xian is very happy to talk about.

This gentleman drank a lot of wine and had a big appetite, and soon he competed with the little crow. If he can drink it again, how can he be Xiao Yao's opponent, and it won't take long for Xiao Yao to completely overturn.

Xiao Yao carried a large bowl in front of the stockade, and saw that there was really no one who could stand and drink with him, and shouted with some disappointment: "None of your whole tribe can drink me?"