Qin Lang asked coldly, looking at this person carefully, only to feel that this person seemed to be wrapped in a strange aura from head to toe, and he couldn't see the depth of his strength at all.

"I don't know her!" he clasped his hands and smiled meaningfully, "How can you not be frivolous when you are young, let alone have your book." ”

Suddenly, his body flashed, like a puff of green smoke, and suddenly appeared beside Qin Lang, raised his hand, and pushed his palm.

The action is light and weird.

An inexplicable sneak attack, fortunately, Qin Lang had already taken precautions, turned sideways, and raised his hand to tease the tail.

"Smack!"

The two palms collided, Qin Lang snorted, only to feel a strange air flow surging into the back of his hand. The airflow exploded before it touched his skin, and he took three steps back to stabilize his body.

The middle-aged man only took a step back, his face was weird, and he stared at Qin Lang. With that palm just now, he used four layers of fresh wind to only shake the young man away. Looking at his age, I'm afraid he is only in his twenties, and he is so powerful at a young age, no wonder he can rush up the cliff strongly.

"What's your name?"

"Qin Lang, Darcy Qin Lang!"

There is nothing to hide from the name, and if a person does not dare to say it boldly when he comes to the name, it can only mean that he has lost even the most basic courage.

"Yang Haoqiang!"

The middle-aged man reported his name and spread his hands, wanting to compete with Qin Lang.

Qin Lang was reluctant to fight with him, he fought for no reason, and he was very lossy to do the work of asking for hardships, he looked at Yang Haoqiang, who was seriously putting on a posture, and said: "If you want to fight, you have to give me a reason, fight for no reason." I don't like it. ”

Yang Haoqiang said with a smile: "Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid, this word doesn't seem to have appeared in the eyes of Young Master Ben. Moving the corners of his mouth, Qin Lang clapped his hands and looked at him funny.

"You've broken so many rocks and you're not injured yet, so of course you're not afraid of King Kong. Yang Haoqiang stared at him, turned his head to look at the sky and sighed: "It's a pity that I have this body in vain, but I am so timid." ”

"Hmph!" Qin Lang smiled and put his hands behind his back. Naturally, he said, "I know you're stimulating me." It's just that I always need some reason to fight. ”

Yang Haoqiang raised his eyebrows, turned to look into the distance, and slowly spread his hands again. The momentum on his body gathered but did not disperse: "I want to punish the hooligans for the little girl." ”

"Huh!" was stunned for a moment. Qin Lang didn't expect this guy who seemed to be a master to come up with such a reason. Shaking his head, he said, "Then I really have no reason to refuse, show your weapon." ”

The hand behind his back quietly pulled out the black stone sword from the Qiankun bag, and Qin Lang took a gesture of please.

The corners of Yang Haoqiang's eyes moved. Seeing that Qin Lang suddenly took out the weapon, he didn't show much surprise, and shook his head and said, "No need!"

"Don't blame me if you break your arm or leg. Qin Lang couldn't help but remind him when he looked confident.

"Thank you! ”

......

Taking a deep breath, he used the three clear Dao forces that he could use, kicked hard under his feet, and the whole person rushed towards Yang Haoqiang like a cannonball, he liked this feeling very much.

Violence, feeling.

To be honest, during the time he was learning martial arts with his grandfather, the most useful swordsmanship he learned was chopping, slashing, slashing, and striking. Swiftness and power are the most effective kills.

This is very different from the other world, the strength level of the other world needs to be calculated from two aspects, first, the strength of the breath in the body, under normal circumstances, there are three kinds of breath, the sword qi used by the swordsman, the magic value used by the magician, the fighting energy used by the knight, and the holy light used by the priest. Second, martial arts skills generally depend on the physical strength of the cultivator and various martial arts secrets, and advanced martial arts can often only be cultivated on the basis of advanced inner breath.

In this way, good martial arts can often reflect the cultivator's greatest level of inner strength. If a person has a high level of internal cultivation but only a low-level martial arts cultivation, he will fall behind in the competition of the same level. If a person's internal breath is not high enough, but he has learned powerful martial arts skills, he can often defeat opponents who are higher than himself, but can there be too much difference between them, if the difference in the strength of internal breath jumps over one level, even if there is a high level of martial arts, it is useless.

What is Yang Haoran's strength level, Cheng Dù Qin Lang is not clear.

What Qin Lang has been, Yang Haoran doesn't know, he can only estimate that Qin Lang's physical strength is very strong, after all, he only came here when he sensed the situation on the cliff, Qin Lang's appearance he can see clearly.

Asking himself, after so many years of cultivation, he had never seen such a strong person in the flesh, thinking that Qin Lang had cultivated some kind of special martial art, and then he could achieve such an effect, so he raised his desire to challenge.

"Wind Palm"

Yang Haoran's palms flashed together, and a gust of wind blew between the two of them due to the force of their palms, this wind had a strange force, and Qin Lang's body bounced up as if it had hit a ball of cotton, and the speed slowed down.

"High five. Yang Haoran shouted again without the slightest hesitation, and at the foot of his feet, the whole person flashed like the wind to Qin Lang's side and took it directly to his chest.

I was taken aback and knew that I had met a real master today. Without the slightest thought of stopping, a smile appeared at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, regardless of the palm that hit, the black stone sword rolled up and slashed towards Yang Haoran's neck who suddenly came to him.

"Boy, look for death!" Yang Haoran's speed was faster than Qin Lang's, he sneered, and his thick palm hit Qin Lang's body first, "Bang!" With a crisp sound, Qin Lang's body shook slightly, but there was nothing to do, and the black stone sword that fell behind had already slashed into Yang Haoran's hair.

Slightly startled, Yang Haoran let out a muffled snort, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant, but any of the few hairs left behind fell with the wind. The first contact was down, Yang Haoran stared at Qin Lang, rubbing his numb palms, and was very surprised.

"Which sect are you the heir of?, what treasure do you have?" "Eat a trick and clap your high-fives, it is impossible to have such a powerful cultivation at a young age, although his palm technique is not the most powerful martial art, but with his profound inner cultivation, even an iron block can be pierced, let alone the physical body.

Shaking his head, Qin Lang casually put the stone sword on his body. asked: "Hey, uncle, what level of cultivation have you reached, so confident." If you don't show your housekeeping skills, you won't be accompanied. ”

Seeing that the other party didn't answer his own question, Yang Haoran smiled and said: "The little doll is really talking big, I can see your cultivation clearly, at most it is only at the level of the Sword Sect." Although it is said that you have such a powerful cultivation talent at a young age, and this talent is really young on this continent, but you are still too far from me. ”

"Nonsense, who do you think you are!" Qin Lang looked at him coldly, if it weren't for the Sanqing Dao Force to seal the damn black and white two qi. This guy is not so arrogant: "Farewell." We will not be accompanied. "I know very well that it is almost impossible for me to defeat the person in front of me now, so I just give up.

No one can kill anyone, and it's completely boring to fight back and forth.

Carrying a sword on his back. Qin Lang continued along the path. I don't know where the road is. But you can only walk around and try your luck. I really miss the feeling when I came out of Kunlun, flying away. Dodge and move. Returning to the West Tribes is also a matter of breathing.

"It's not over yet, don't think about leaving. Seeing Qin Lang leaving, Yang Haoran was stunned for a moment, and then chased after him, he is a good martial artist, he can't meet an opponent at all on weekdays in a barren land, and today he finally met one, how could he let go of the opportunity.

Hearing the voice behind him, Qin Lang ran as soon as he pulled his legs, and the Sanqing Dao power in his body naturally flowed to a specific bloodline, making Qin Lang's running speed much faster.

"Uncle, you're sick!"

"You're sick. ”

"You're not sick, what are you doing chasing after me, this young man?"

"You're not sick and running, I just want to try my newly created martial arts. ”

"I'm not a target. ”

"You're a good target. ”

After the two of them went forward, the man in front ran forward like a rabbit, and the person chasing behind him drifted like green smoke in the mountains. The shouts and curses echoed in the mountains, startling a large number of birds.

A giant eagle soared into the air far away from the other two and flew straight west, crying and swollen pink to find someone to help vent her anger.

"Don't run, little one, give me a few more slaps. ”

Feeling Yang Haoran, who was chasing after him, Qin Lang was really helpless, no matter how he accelerated, he couldn't escape, and the Sanqing Dao power that could be used in his body was already working at full strength.

Drilling through a forest, over a hill, and down to the slope, he suddenly turned around and leaped up, black time split, and the invisible sword qi turned into a half-moon arc, slashing towards the uncle who had just jumped up the hill.

The uncle's whole body was wrapped in cyan airflow, and he flicked away the sword qi with one palm, and continued to chase after him, and the sword qi that bounced off with his hand fell to the tree on the side, and the thick and thin tree was broken at the waist.

It shows the power of this sword, but Yang Haoran bounced it away casually. This is okay, Qin Lang, who has just become a sword qi, knows that he is not an opponent, so he turns around and continues to run.

If you can't beat it, can't you run yet?

It's a pity, as if God was really against him, after running for a quarter of an hour, a cliff blocked the way, Qin Lang rushed to the edge of the cliff, and immediately gasped a breath of cold air, the cliff was more than a thousand feet, it was the place where the giant eagle took him to play the "stone crashing game".

"Boy, don't run!" Yang Haoran followed, clasping his hands.

"You guy. "The first time he was deflated, Qin Lang couldn't help it when he was angry, who let him beat him.

Yang Haoran smiled: "Don't worry, I'll let you go when I finish trying the new Qingfeng Palm." ”

Rolling his eyes, Qin Lang knew that he had really met a martial idiot, and after giving him a set of palm techniques, he might be fine, but how could a man's ambition give him such a bully.

"Hiss!" A roar of horses spread throughout the mountains, Qin Lang's heart was shocked, the sound of carrots, he didn't expect it to chase after him. It would have been nice if it had it, but unfortunately he looked around twice and didn't see any sign of the carrot. However, Yang Haoran had already put on a posture and wanted to make a move.

"Wait. Glancing at the bottom of the cliff, the sound of carrots seemed to come in that direction, Qin Lang suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted.

"As a swordsman, you have to give me basic dignity, and if I want to die, I have to die under your most powerful sword moves. ”

Yang Haoran was stunned for a moment, then retracted his outstretched palms and said, "You have a strange treasure to protect yourself, how can you die so easily." ”

"There are also a lot of strange treasures, and the palm wind attack that I gave you all the way just now, my body protection divine light is gone. With a wry smile, Qin Lang spread his hands.

"I don't believe it. Yang Haoran was a little hesitant, protecting the body and protecting the divine light, such a baby didn't seem to have heard of it.

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you!"

Roll up your sleeves. Qin Lang took out his black stone sword.

"As you can see, the sword doesn't have a blade. ”

Qin Lang raised his sword and laid it flat, so that Yang Haoran could better see the thick edge on the stone sword, such a sharp edge could not kill people.

"Watch carefully. ”

Withdrawing the sword and lightly cutting it on his hand, Qin Lang frowned, his arm opened, and bright red blood slowly flowed out, he hadn't been injured for a long time, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Raise your sword. Bright red blood dripped to the ground.

Yang Haoran frowned.

"I'll remember the wound. He who came because of you will go because of you. If you don't kill me today, I will kill you tomorrow. ”

Looking at the blood scattered in the wind, Qin Lang's tone suddenly cooled. A pair of eyes with some kind of flame called anger. This is the manifesto. A teenager's manifesto. But as a master, Yang Haoran couldn't help but be moved, believing that Qin Lang would do what he said.

"Well, I'm sorry, you're very talented! If you don't die today, remember that I am Yang Haoran, the Sword Emperor of the Jade Country. However, this seems impossible. ”

He didn't draw his sword, but his hands were together.

"This style is my most powerful sword move, the famous Wind Slash. His hands fluttered together, and the wind around him was attracted and flew towards him, spinning around his arms to form a sword made purely of wind.

The sword roared.

The long sword flew up, purely using sword qi to form a real sword, and Yang Haoran's cultivation was really good.

"Slash!" snorted.

The wind sword that stood upright fell lightly. But with such a sword, there was a great change, the air changed instantly, and Qin Lang felt that it was difficult to breathe.

The air between the two was instantly withdrawn due to the sword qi, and the wind sword shook, the sound was piercing, and it instantly turned into a ten-zhang giant sword and fell with a bang.

Accompanied by the wind and dust, a part of the sword qi peeled off from the sword floated between the surrounding trees, like pieces of fallen leaves, but as soon as it touched the trees, the shrubs.

The huge power contained in it exploded in an instant, and the trees burst one after another everywhere they passed, and the grass and ashes flew all over the sky. Just the scattered sword qi has such power, not to mention the ten-zhang size giant sword, which has all the power concentrated in it.

Then, at this moment, Qin Lang, who was standing in place, suddenly moved, with a wicked smile on his face, turned around and jumped off the cliff.

"Boom!" he grasped the time extremely well, so that Yang Haoran could clearly see his movements, and at the same time he couldn't stop him.

The giant wind sword fell, but unfortunately it had lost its target, and Yang Haoran, who had his hands together, broke up, and the incomparably powerful wind sword turned into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.

For a figure of the Sword Emperor level, the sword move had already reached the strength of retracting freely, and he jumped to the edge of the cliff. Squinted his eyes and looked down, only to see Qin Lang, who was falling downward, turning over and raising his middle finger. Yang Haoran shook his head and sighed, since this little guy dares to jump, he is afraid that he has the means to save his life.

turned around and wanted to leave, but the corners of Yang Haoran's eyes twitched sharply, because the sword move had not fallen just now, so the grass between the two was intact, bent down, and looked down at the ground.

There were traces of blood on a few lush grasses, which had just fallen from Qin Lang's arm, but there seemed to be some kind of strange power in this blood, and the blood-stained grass was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, lush.

The grass kept growing, and when it reached a foot long, it stopped, blossomed, and then withered. The growth process, which took a year or even two or three years to complete, was completed in less than a quarter of an hour.

This......

This qiē was caused by the blood of that kid.

Yang Haoran was taken aback and observed, and glanced at the cliff with a strange face, I really don't know what kind of character that kid is, a few drops of blood can have such a powerful effect, he closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, and slowly disappeared into the mountains and forests with doubts in his heart.

The cliff where the two of them had lost fell silent, and the wind came back here, gently blowing the withered grass, and a yellow blade of grass broke, and flew into the wind, flew over the cliff, and flew into the air and slowly turned into grains.

Perhaps, death is the most feared thing for everyone, but there is one person who is different, after falling off a cliff and smashing out a humanoid pit, he is sure of such a thing.

Except for the black stone sword, nothing can hurt oneself,

Perhaps, he will not die at all, and he is afraid to beg if he does not die. Get up from the crater. In a daze, he burrowed into a wood, and when he woke up, it was late, and the moon was facing him.

It feels harsh and uncomfortable.

It shouldn't have been like this, he rolled over and sat on the ground, the wound on his arm had healed without a trace. The carrot sneezes in the ear, and it is the first to find its own.

Straightened up, glanced at the bleak woods, patted the carrot on the neck dotingly, and walked out of the woods. Yang Haoran's sense of crisis put a lot of pressure on him. I'm still too weak now. When I met a character like that, I didn't even have a chance to return the phone.

"Sword Emperor level master!" said silently in his heart, and Carrot silently followed.

"Carrot, carrot, carrot, how can I improve my cultivation. Talking to himself all the way, out of the woods, he saw a bluestone. A large bluestone. It was covered with moss and weeds.

Like an old man in the village. Qin Lang climbed the stone and squatted on it, staring ahead, the moonlight was very bright. Illuminates the scenery outside the forest.

The insects screamed miserably, and the green grass shook in the wind.

"Boom!

He pulled out his black stone sword and watched quietly. Yang Haoran's final blow lingered in his brain for a long time, and the breeze slashed! The time was amazing, especially when the hands were closed, the things flowing in the space, in pieces, seemed to be a kind of energy, a kind of energy that could be controlled.

If it were someone else, I would probably not be able to see these subtle things, but Qin Lang's eyes and ears were depressed, and the light of the sky washed away the dust coupled with the baptism of the Holy Tribulation, he was already a saint physique, and his grasp of time and space was completely different from ordinary people. If Xiu Wei hadn't sealed the black and white qi, he would probably have reached the ability to act freely in the fixed laws of time and space.

In other words, for example, ordinary people can blink their eyes in a second, but Qin Lang can blink ten, twenty, thirty, forty or even more.

But unfortunately, the power is sealed, and the ability is weakened to a very low level, and I can only see things that others can't see, such as the flow of elements.

At this time, Qin Lang had been reminiscing, recalling the whole process of Qingfeng Slashing. The Sanqing Dao power in the body flowed through specific veins and flowed to the palm of the hand, turning into a liquid as clear as a dewdrop, exuding a hazy luster under the illumination of the moonlight.

"Wind!"

A thought suddenly ran out of Qin Lang's heart, and the liquid flashed.

"Whew!"

The night breeze suddenly slowed down as it blew past him, turning into a breeze, a weak breeze. It's a peculiar feeling, as if the camera of a movie has slowed down, and the wind has stretched it, and it's long, long.

Qin Lang raised his head and looked around in surprise, the "water droplets" gathered by the three Qing Dao forces in his hands dispersed, and the wind was as usual again, blowing the messy grass, blowing the woods, and blowing Qin Lang's short hair.

"What's going on? The wind seems to be able to control me. ”

His heart moved, he sat cross-legged on the stone, trying to run the barely movable Sanqing Dao power along the meridians in his body, sucking the outside vitality little by little to replenish his body, and then let them flow to the palm of his hand.

After more than a dozen attempts, suddenly, the thought of the wind flashed through his mind, and a wisp of wind peeled out of the air and circled around him before disappearing.

Great joy, great joy without reason. His own Sanqing Dao power seemed to be able to control the special elements of the other world, and the thought of fire flashed in his heart. A wisp of heat flashed around him, and a wisp of sparks rose out of thin air, although it was very weak, it was a little spark, but this discovery made Qin Lang even more ecstatic.

Wind, fire, thunder, lightning, water. All four elements were summoned one by one.

One night, thunder fell in the woods, a strong wind blew, and rain suddenly came, burning some flowers and plants, and frightened some small animals.

At dawn.

Wind Blade, Boom!

A strange cry came from the trees, and a half-moon wind magic the size of a palm with a pale cyan glow sliced sliced through many branches along the way, disappearing into the end.

Qin Lang clapped his hands with satisfaction, he didn't expect that he still had the potential to be a magician.

After a night of practice, he found that except for the light and darkness types of magic that he couldn't summon, he was completely an all-round magician.

With this secret weapon, I am afraid that I will be able to surprise it in the future.

Qin Lang smiled, turned over and got on his horse, the way to improve his cultivation was to go back and think again, the affairs of the Yin Xiu tribe had not been resolved, and the top priority was to unify the homeless tribe and collect the homeless people, so that they could gain a firm foothold in the war in a few months. Get the planned place.

As for Yang Haoqiang or something, hide first. I don't think he will be so bored that he runs into the desert to find himself.

"Drive!"

The horses galloped, and when no one was around, the carrot took on its full form, and disappeared into a flame under its feet.

For him, the distance of a hundred miles is only in an instant.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, he had already passed through the mountains, rushed into the desert, and appeared outside the Yin Xiu tribe in the afternoon. The Yin Xiu tribe is still surrounded by the big army.

The outermost one saw a little jujube pony appear in the field of vision, and the sharp-eyed recognized it as Lord Qin Lang who had been caught by the giant eagle. For a while, they all looked at each other. They had never imagined that they would catch an eagle that large and come back unscathed.

The horses galloped, and the sand and dust fluttered.

Qin Lang rushed into the military tent, and the two fathers and sons, Mingqi and Mingxi, had already received the news. Qin Lang appeared. The bearded man Mingqi laughed and said, "Just say that you kid is fine." Where did you catch that beast in a day?"

Qin Lang turned over and dismounted. He patted the carrot and let it go to its own devices, and laughed with his hands behind his back: "The giant eagle thinks my meat is not delicious." Leave me in the desert, but luckily the carrot found me, otherwise I would have lost. ”

Mingxi didn't speak, just stared at the carrot.

Others may not have noticed, but he had been in the horse farm and had seen the attitude of the horse. Obviously a defeated stallion, Ma Weng is careful with it everywhere, this will be able to find his owner easily, but I am afraid that this horse has something special.

Sensing that Mingxi had been observing the carrots, Qin Lang's heart moved, and he said with a smile: "Mingxi, don't beat my carrot idea, you have a tall horse." Let's go, let's enter the military tent, and we will discuss the affairs of the Yin Xiu tribe. ”

Changing the topic casually, Carrot raised his head proudly, glanced at Mingxi with a pair of horse eyes, and then walked towards the manger outside the tent.

This gesture startled Qin Lang, glared at it a few times, and asked it to keep a low profile, and then the carrot lowered his head dissatisfied.

Fortunately, this qiē was not seen by the father and son of Mingqi, who were the first to enter the military tent.

"You say, the eagle has been back?"

Hearing this news, Qin Lang drank the water in his mouth and almost squirted out, and there was a giant eagle and a little pink loli. What are you doing here when you have nothing to do?

"And then?"

"It seems that the Yin Xiu tribe has been moving a little differently these days. General Mingqi, touching his beard, said with some worry: "Tomorrow is the date, if they fight back." ”

Temporarily suppressing the possibility that Xiao 0 might come here, Qin Lang took a sip of water and said, "Don't be nervous, I don't think she will be like this, I'll know tomorrow." ”

Mingxi said: "Dad, you always make a fuss, the entire Yin Xiu tribe is surrounded, and I'm afraid that they won't succeed." If they do not surrender at that time, they will fight directly, and the soldiers who have been hungry for three or four days will have no combat effectiveness at all. ”

The two fathers and sons didn't know about the coordination that Qin Lang had secretly reached with the Yin Xiu tribe.

"It is impossible for the Yin Xiu tribe to be broken in this matter, listening to the rumors, the leader of Yin Xiu is probably not such a figure, we will wait and see what happens tomorrow. Qin Lang took the idea, the argument between the two fathers and sons didn't make much sense, and it was a foregone conclusion.

At this time, the tent was opened, and the fat cook Yan Liu rushed in in a hurry, ignoring the rules in the army, and almost cried when he saw Qin Lang standing in the tent safely.

He regretted it, he was sad. He shouldn't take out the spices that the master gave him and use them, if Qin Lang encounters an accident, he will be guilty of a great crime, and he won't be able to accompany him with a thousand cuts.

fluttering, and he fell to his knees.

Qin Lang glanced at Mingqi, Mingqi naturally knew what was going on, he knew the fat cook, twisted Mingxi's ears and said, "You little rabbit cub, your wings are hard, you dare to talk back." ”

dragged him out of the tent, some things, Mingqi still didn't want Mingxi to know. After all, the things in Qin Lang's heart are very dangerous, like a bomb, if he is not careful, there will be no bones.

Hurriedly picked up Yan Liu, who blamed himself, Qin Lang patted him on the gray and said with a smile: "Yan Liu, what did you say, if I don't want to catch it, can the giant eagle catch me?"

Yan Liu was still blaming himself: "If it weren't for me, the giant eagle wouldn't have come." ”

Shaking his head with a smile, Qin Lang had a wicked smile on his face, and pulled the fat cook to look at him: "How did you make that spice, can you give me some use." ”

Yan Liu was stunned, not knowing what Qin Lang was going to do with the spices. Hurriedly took it out of his clothes: "Just two bottles, I'll throw them away." ”

"No, it's a baby, don't throw it away. Qin Lang snatched it over, and even the giant eagle raised by someone could attract it, wouldn't it be easy to attract others.

Ma Weng said that the world is wonderful, he is very interested.

Yan Liudao: "If you need it, I'll give it to you, and it's useless for me to keep this thing." "He's so sure of his cooking skills that he doesn't need the spice anymore.

"Yan Liu, tell me about your past!Who is your master?" Looking at the two ordinary porcelain vases in his hand, Qin Lang was suddenly very interested in Yan Liu's past. What kind of experience made him able to make something like this?

Yan Liu has never told others about his past. There was some hesitation, after all, there were many things involved, and saying it might bring trouble to Qin Lang.

Clever as him, Qin Lang knew that Yan Liu was probably a character with a story. Haha laughed twice, let the discordant atmosphere in the tent dissipate, patted Yan Liu's shoulder, and said, "I am also a person with a story. I haven't eaten for a day. Prepare me something delicious!"

Yan Liu sniffed, nodded hurriedly, and walked out of the tent.

Pinching two bottles of quirky spices. Qin Lang unceremoniously put it in the Qiankun bag.

......

On the second day, there was movement in the army outside Yin Xiu's tribe, and Qin Lang rode a horse and took the lead with the two generals Mingqi and Mingxi to the buffer zone between Yin Xiu and Darcy.

Mingqi didn't sleep well last night, because he went to the Daxi Tribes to understand the situation, he knew something about Qin Lang. This kid appeared in the abyss of death by accident, and even Wang Tingting didn't know where he came from.

When he first appeared, he called himself a homeless man from all over the world.

He couldn't figure out what it contained, and he couldn't figure it out, and he was even more confused when he connected everything in one night. The only thing he knows now is one thing, this kid is aiming at East Dragon City.

He didn't sleep all night because he was getting older, and he yawned, and General Minchi stopped thinking about these things. Having lived most of his life on the field, he knows that many things cannot be figured out in an instant.

Qin Lang didn't know that General Mingqi was investigating himself, he swaggered with a black stone sword and led a team of men and horses to the closed gate of the Yin Xiu tribe, and shouted: "Yin Xiu tribe listen, today is the deadline. As soon as noon passed, if you still don't surrender, don't blame the Daxi tribe for showing no mercy. ”

Yin Xiuzhai's door was closed.

Silence, silence, as if a strange virus was spreading in the desert, and in a short time even the horses of the cavalry seemed to be infected with this virus.

Silent precipitation stacked upon stack.

Little by little, the hot sun moved towards the blue sky, and little by little, the cavalry began to feel nervous.

As soon as noon came, the battle would begin.

As a matter of the inevitable bloody battle, beads of sweat overflowed on the foreheads of some of the cavalry who followed behind.

They were the first to be impacted, and despite the heat, their hands and feet were still a little cold, because this was their first battle, and there were too many such people in the ranks of the Daxi tribe.

After all, a few months ago, the Darcy tribe did not have a regular army.

It's noon!

Something that was not expected to appear still appeared, Qin Lang raised his eyebrows and raised a black stone sword.

The sword was raised, and the horse began to be restless, so that the flag soldiers began to wave the flag in their hands, controlling the movement of the entire Darcy army.

"Roar!" the veteran of several battles was the first to shout, "For Darcy." ”

The shouts poured out instantly, like waves of the sea, covering one wave after another, earth-shattering, and the cold bodies of the recruits began to become restless in the shouts full of power.

Everyone was shouting, the earth was shaking, and the dust was flying.

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows for the second time, because the Yin Xiu tribe had not moved yet, and it seemed that he had played tricks on the woman.

The black stone sword was slightly oblique, the tip of the sword stood firmly, as long as it was swung, Darcy's army would rush into the Yin Xiu tribe, and the blood would burn red in this place where the grassland and the desert took over.

The third time, Qin Lang's eyebrows raised, but he gasped with relief. The black stone sword was not put down, because the door of the Yin Xiu tribe opened, and it opened with the sound of the crash of wood.

All the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, and the blood surging in their bodies gradually stabilized.

However, Qin Lang's eyebrows were provoked for the fourth time the moment the door opened.

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Surprise!

I was only surprised! The fourth time my eyebrows were raised, I didn't put them down. His heart skipped a beat, and Qin Lang almost shouted.

The door slowly opened with a creak, and there was a touch of pink behind the woman in the green shirt, the pink pleated skirt fluttering in the wind, and the blue staff shining in the sun.

Pink small 0.

How could it be here?

The appearance of the pretty life is still lovely. The little skirt flutters in the wind, and the exposed calves are still seductive. Her big eyes also turned from a proud posture to surprise at the moment the door opened, and then to anger, and there was a hint of annoyance and shame on her pink face.

Silent.

At this time, this can only be used to describe the atmosphere between the two, the silence in the gunpowder stab. But this silence may be more dangerous than a powder keg.

"Your Excellency. "There are people around Qin Lang who have very sharp eyes. Whispered reminders.

"Ahem!" coughed. Hide the embarrassment in your heart. Qin Lang pretended not to see the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile and looked at Yin Xiu.

It's just that I still have doubts in my heart, what is the relationship between Yin Xiu and the pink little 0 who knows magic.

"We, the Darsi tribes, are very tolerant and want to solve the relationship between the displaced tribes with a bloody solution. Only great unification can stand tall. Look far. ”

A herald beside him shouted loudly the words that Qin Lang had prepared in advance. The voice reverberated between the Yin Xiu tribe and the Darcy cavalry.

Yin Xiu turned his head after hearing this. Looking at the hungry soldiers behind him, he sighed, then turned to look at Qin Lang and said, "If Yin Xiu is included in the Daxi tribe today. I hope that the Daxi tribe will agree to Yin Xiu's request. ”

Qin Lang smiled: "But it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Xiao 0 kept glaring at him, and the anger on his pretty face was not concealed in the slightest.

"If there is a war, Yin Xiu only provides military rations and money, and does not export soldiers. Yin Xiu raised her head and pulled away the hair that was stuck because of the beads of sweat, and the momentum of the woman did not let the eyebrows naturally be revealed.

General Minchi's brow furrowed when he heard this.

Qin Lang scratched his forehead to the itchy part of the sun, then flicked his fingers and beckoned to Mingxi beside him, and said sideways: "Mingxi, do you say it's feasible?"

Mingxi glanced back at his father, although he was arrogant but still young, such a big thing always needed some advice from his father. Mingqi knew that this was Qin Lang exercising his child, and during the war, the general's judgment decided a qiē, so he pretended not to see it, and touched his beard to look at the sky. Seeing that his father didn't care about him, Mingxi pondered the trade-offs between the two tribes.

The Yin Xiu tribe has its own special industry, medicinal materials, and is relatively wealthy economically. There are less than 8,000 troops, and if a war breaks out, such a force will not bring much effect to the battlefield, but if the war becomes a stalemate, it can often have a surprising effect. If the Yin Xiu tribe suddenly met with swords, it would be very unfavorable to the Daxi tribe and the Eastern Dragon City fight. After weighing, Mingxi got the answer, and said sideways: "Qin Lang, I'm afraid that this condition is not good for us." ”

He still likes to call Qin Lang's name, not the word "person". After all, Qin Lang is about the same age as him, so don't pinch it. After hearing this, Qin Lang said, "What are the disadvantages of you?" Mingxi said what he thought in his heart one by one.

With a smile, Qin Lang turned his head to look at Yin Xiu, grinning and revealing neat white teeth: "Deal!"

Crisp and crisp answers.

Mingxi's face was a little ugly, and he had analyzed all the interests of the balance of interests, and the battle after keeping the Yin Xiu tribe's troops Daxi and Donglong was like putting a sharp sword behind him that could break out at any time, and this matter was too much of a loss.

At this time, his father's voice came low behind him: "Courage and the grasp of one's own ability are the keys to the victory of the war. Mingxi, if you were a tiger, would you be afraid of a wolf?"

The entanglement in Mingxi's heart was cheerful, and he looked sideways at Qin Lang, who was not much older than himself. He is indeed more sophisticated and calm than himself.

"So, thank you Lord Qin Lang!" Yin Xiu bowed slightly, and a trace of pride flashed on her beautiful face without leaving a trace.

"No, Sister Xiuxiu, you can't promise him! If you can't beat him, I'll call Master. Just when everyone thought that things were going to develop in the direction of peace, the pink little 0 behind Yin Xiu suddenly spoke.

The words are amazing. (To be continued......)