One of the dozens of pitch-black spikes, from a height of 100 meters, suddenly increased its speed several times, stabbed down like lightning, and suddenly, it fell into the Sumerians, without waiting for everyone to react, it had already flown into the air again, and then, the exclamation of a group of Sumerians sounded, among which the scream of the Emerald Leaf Butterfly was the most frightened.

"Hahaha! I want you to watch, the woman you love, is tortured day by day, until she dies miserably three months later!" The pitch-black thread group roared viciously, hating it so much that he didn't even say the title of an adult, and his body flickered, and all the dozens of pitch-black spikes that were sent out were all included in the thread group, and they quickly flew into the distance, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a black dot and disappeared into the range of Huang Qi's perception.

The long-haired clan Nagano finally left with hatred.

Although he hated it deeply, he didn't dare to come down in person, although he knew that Huang Qi was now in the state of body and soul, but who could guarantee that there would be no eventuality, and although he expressed disdain for Huang Qi in his mouth, he was extremely jealous of Huang Qi's use of magic across levels, so that even the body that could not be moved, in his eyes, was full of unknowns.

He was really scolded by Huang Qi and couldn't stand it, and he was afraid that he would go crazy if he stayed, so he was unwilling to kill Huang Qi at once, so he had to pick and choose, and think about vicious revenge in the future.

The rumbling sound still echoes in the heavens and the earth, and it is endless, which makes people feel chilled for a while.

For a while, the heavens and the earth were quiet again, and only the heavy breathing of hundreds of humans was sounding rapidly, and one after another. No one could see the existence of the pitch-black line at an altitude of 300 meters, and naturally they would not know about its departure. They could only see the terrifying pitch-black spikes, and only hear the sound, and now the terrifying dozens of pitch-black spikes had all disappeared, and the sound no longer sounded, they still couldn't believe it, but they continued to wait in fear......

After a while, the heavens and the earth were still silent, and there was no more rumbling, and everyone was finally convinced that the danger had passed.

"Are you gone?"

"Really gone?"

"Impossible, right?"

"Alive!"

"I can live!"

All the other tribesmen, rising from the ground, covered in mud and dust, with tears on their faces, shouted for joy, and jumped in ecstasy, regardless of their status, regardless of their tribes.

"Huh, it's okay!"

"It's okay!

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine, what about you?"

A group of Sumerians, each ** asked to check their bodies, you look at me, I look at you, they all feel that they are fine, the terrifying sense of crisis suddenly disappeared, as if they were in another world, and then, all their eyes were focused on the pale face, the only one who did not make a sound.

She smiled bitterly, her face was very pale, her delicate body trembled, and she opened her little hand covering her face in fear, only to see that there was a small black charm on her flawless and smooth left forehead.

This small black charm, the size of a silkworm cocoon, oval, like a miniature version of the black thread, coiled by dense black lines, is extremely strange and evil.

"...... this?"

"What is this?"

The Sumerians were dumbfounded, staring blankly and asking one after another, Cuiye Butterfly couldn't see herself, her heart was flustered, and she faintly felt an evil attached to her body, which made her heart beat cold, her face turned whiter with fright, and the scream of the little fox who was forgotten on the side came:

"This is the unique mark of the Rapunzel, and it is also a curse-like slave emblem, engraved with the slave emblem, will be controlled by the Rapunzel for life, from the day of the engraved slave emblem, within three months, the person who is engraved with the slave emblem will be tortured by the evil power of the slave emblem day and night, and after three months, if he does not return to the master's side, his skin and flesh will be broken and die inch by inch!"

Everyone exclaimed, Cuiye Butterfly was so frightened that the six gods had no owner, tears were glistening in her big eyes, and she only looked at Huang Qi, wanting to speak and stopping, full of sadness and reluctance.

"Three-tails, pass the word!" Huang Qi began.

The little fox hurriedly responded, waving his little paws to silence everyone, and the Sumerians knew that Huang Qi had something to say, and they all listened quietly.

"It's okay!" Huang Qi's eyes were bright, bright, full of confidence, and he said while thinking, "As long as we don't die now, we have hope in the end, as long as there is still a breath, we still have a lot of opportunities, the enemy just wants us to die, let us die miserably, but we have to fight, it's not as good as it wants, we have to live well, it's better than the enemy's imagination, so good that when we see the enemy again......" The voice was ruthless, "It's so good that ....... grandma doesn't recognize it!"

After a pause, this time it was specifically Cuiye Butterfly who said: "Cuiye Butterfly, believe me, don't be discouraged, I am here for all the big things, the sky will fall down as a quilt cover, you will definitely be fine, remember!"

The tears in the eyes of the green leaf butterfly fell one by one, the sadness faded slightly, nodded gently, and smiled gently.

Huang Qi raised his voice and shouted: "You have to believe in yourself! You are Sumerian warriors, indomitable, strong and unyielding warriors, you will definitely become strong, you will be the bravest and most powerful warriors in Sumer, you must also believe me, believe in me Big Black Bird Huang Qi, I will definitely make you stronger, stronger, stronger, until you are strong, you will become Sumerian legends one by one!"

Sumerian legends!!

Sumerian legends!!

Sumerian legends!!

All the Sumerians listened to the little fox's words, although their voices were sharp, they knew that it was Huang Qi's words, and unconsciously clenched their fists, straightened their strong chests, and their bodies were full of blood surges, and the frustration and death will of the past disappeared, turning into a full of beautiful longing and longing.

I chose to follow and protect my lords, and deep down, didn't I also hope that I could become stronger, my name louder, and let my descendants always remember my glorious deeds?

Sumerian legends! It is a classic sung by bards day and night! It will be passed down from generation to generation until eternity!

What a luxurious and beautiful dream, how intoxicating, what a heart-pounding yearning!

All the Sumerians, in unison, raised their arms in excitement and cheered in unison, celebrating victory, celebrating immortality, celebrating their rebirth, and from the beginning on, they will unite around the adults, and they will embark on a new path destined to be full of legends!

Even the green leaf butterfly temporarily forgot her worries, her eyes were as gentle as water, very delicate and moving, and she looked at Huang Qi emotionally.

This one...... The big black bird, really, is usually silent, unexpectedly, it sounds so good to speak, it makes people's hearts pound and sweet......

Huang Qi didn't think it was complicated by others, his thoughts were very simple, the experience of wandering on the streets since he was a child, coupled with the desolation experienced by the big black bird when he was a child, made him understand the harshness of the world too early, he didn't think about encouraging everyone, he just said what he said in his heart directly, he felt that it should be like this.

Isn't it?

What could be more important than life?

As long as there is life, what is impossible?

He cursed viciously and greeted the long-haired clan Nagano with the dirtiest words he could think of, what he wanted was the anger of the other party, and if he was angry, he would lose his mind, and he would want to take revenge madly, and even torture himself viciously. Luckily, he succeeded. This is the only way he thought of in a desperate situation, and there is no way to do it.

Crazy revenge, vicious torture of yourself?!

Does it matter?

It doesn't matter at all!

Just as he told the Sumerians, as long as there is life and breath, he will have time, a chance, a chance to breathe, a chance to become stronger, and a possibility to kill the other party in turn!

Of course, there are things that are more important than life, but he does not need to explain this sentence to the Sumerians, he just wants to stay in his heart, deeply engraved in his heart......

Such as his most cherished dahlia and brother red dog!

That's more important than your own life!

own life......

Because of them!

Dahlia.......

Brother.......

Are you all right?......

Wait for me......

I will, I will do my best, I will definitely bring you back.......

Huang Qi looked at the empty void, muttered softly, clenched his fists tightly, for a while, sighed leisurely, shook his head with a wry smile, and unconsciously remembered them again.

After settling down for a while, he thought about it, and asked the little fox about it, he was eager to know the strength of the enemy, and it seemed that the little fox knew something.

"Three-tails, tell me about Nagano of the Rapunzel. ”

"Nagano!" The three-tailed fire spirit fox shuddered suddenly when he heard it, "Oh, the long-haired clan is a powerful high-level beast clan with a long history, well, the origin of history can be traced back to ancient times......"

"Don't talk nonsense! I don't have time, just pick the important thing and talk about the strength!" Huang Qi suddenly remembered something, he was excited and excited, and he couldn't wait.

"Yes, yes, I'll calculate, well, this little ghost of the long-haired clan is the ninety-thirty-first descendant of the long-haired clan, and the strength is among the high-level beasts of this generation, which can be regarded as a top-level existence, it is said that Nagano was born only sixty years ago, and he opened the talent of bloodline inheritance, and after fifty years of penance, after coming out, there are few opponents in the same generation, and he is known as a rare genius of the beast clan for hundreds of years, one of the four super geniuses of the beasts, since he cultivated ten years ago, he has defeated countless high-level beast talents, and there are ' in the beast clan. The name of 'long-haired sorrow' resounded throughout the orc ......"

"The Nine Hundred and Thirty-One Generation...... Four super geniuses......." Huang Qi frowned, although he didn't recognize many words, but he still knew how many numbers, such a huge and long number, how many powerful existences represented, how long the hanging represented!

"The people of the Rapunzel Clan value Rapunzel very much, and almost half of the resources are inclined to cultivate for him......." The little fox continued, playing with his knowledge.

Huang Qi interrupted its complacency and said curiously, "Why did you call him a little ghost just now?" Well, what age is the little ghost in your beast clan?"

"Uh......" The little fox choked, and didn't dare to protest against the unhappiness of being interrupted, thought about it, and replied: "The age distinction of the beast clan is very vague, because the high and low levels in the beast clan are different, and the lifespan is very different, in short, below the third order, less than ten years of juvenile life, the longer the lifespan, the longer the growth period, judging from the life span of the long-haired clan for nearly thousands of years, Nagano is only a little more than a hundred years old, just a child, it is indeed a little ghost." ”

"Then the three tails, Nagano also calls you a little ghost, how old are you this year?" Huang Qi became more and more curious.

"Uh-huh...... the little fox wrenched his fingers, "The little fox is seventy or eighty this year, seven up and eight down, to be precise, seventy-eight years old, it is older than me, and it should be called a little ghost.......

These monsters ......

Huang Qi was full of black lines, angry, he didn't want to waste time with these monsters who lived for thousands of years, according to the life span of the Sumerians, he only had a maximum of seventy or eighty years of life in his life, and talking to these monsters was simple, wasting the life of a word of talking time.