To the south, about fifty miles away from Wuguniang Mountain, is a relatively vast plain of ice and snow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDifferent from the deserted scenes in other places, there are houses made of ice bricks, densely packed and lined up, and there are many figures shuttling between them, bringing a touch of life to this desolate Zhuoma Mountains.

In a vacant lot in the middle of the house, Qiushui was swinging his head, closely observing the surrounding scene. At this moment, he was tightly tied to a cross like a rice dumpling, and his mouth was also stuffed with a towel, and he could only make a whining sound. In fact, he didn't understand what was happening, and he came down from the mountain in good shape, and was about to go back, when he was stopped halfway up the mountain by a group of savages. First, the other party was outnumbered and outnumbered, and secondly, he was worried about damaging the Holy Snow Lotus in his arms, Qiu Shui finally decided to raise his hand and surrender, but the group of people tied him up without saying a word and escorted him directly here, not only snatching the Holy Snow Lotus he had worked so hard to pick, but also putting away the Heavenly Evil on his body.

From time to time, people pass in front of Qiushui, they have deep facial features, strong physique, red lines tattooed on their faces, and they look like local indigenous people. Qiushui desperately made a sound, trying to get their attention, but nothing came of it in exchange for the soft sneers of several women in turbans.

Turning his head, he saw a dead snow leopard lying on the ground not far away, judging from the scars on his back, it was the one he had killed. At this moment, a few strong men looked around the snow leopard for a few moments, as if they were discussing something in a low voice. At this time, I saw a person suddenly pick up the snow leopard with one hand, and then let out a loud shout, tearing off the whole leopard skin with his bare hands, revealing the bloody muscles inside. Qiushui shuddered, thinking that this group of people was inevitably too barbaric, it seemed that he couldn't consume it like this, and he had to find a way to escape. It's just that it's easy to escape, but the Holy Snow Lotus is still in their hands, and now they don't know where they are hidden, so they won't kill the entire village in order to find the Holy Snow Lotus.

Qiushui has been tied to the cross, no one paid attention to him for half a day, seeing that the moon was about to go down, I saw that there were bonfires lit all around, and many people gathered around the bonfire to keep warm, while eating barbecue, while talking loudly there, from time to time bursts of laughter, very lively. Smelling the aroma of barbecue, Qiushui's stomach also screamed involuntarily. His coat had already been taken away by this group of people along with the Holy Snow Lotus, and now he was only wearing thin clothes, cold and hungry in the cold wind, the key was that after so much time, no one paid attention to him, and he felt like he was left to fend for himself.

"No, it looks like we have to kill them. Qiushui rolled his eyes, thought about it for a long time, and finally decided not to wait passively. At this time, a little girl of eight or nine years old ran over from the campfire, shook her head in front of Qiushui, and looked at him with curiosity. This little girl was chubby, with big eyes, probably sitting by the campfire for a long time, and her face was slightly red, like a porcelain doll, very cute. Seeing her staring at herself with a smile, Qiushui was a little embarrassed, so she had to turn her head slightly and turn her eyes to the side. After a while, the little girl suddenly ran away, Qiushui secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time felt a trace of inexplicable disappointment in her heart.

Soon, the little girl ran back again, and saw that she was holding a small stool in her arms and holding a hot chicken leg in her hand. She placed the stool in front of Qiushui, then stood up, ripped off the towel from Qiushui's mouth, and handed the chicken leg to him with a grin.

"I'm hungry, I'll give you something to eat!" the little girl's voice sounded like a light bell. Qiushui was stunned, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, but under the temptation of the pungent aroma, he finally took a bite of it, and the little girl just watched Qiushui gobble it up like that, grinning, revealing a missing front tooth.

After nibbling on the chicken legs, Qiushui asked the little girl with a mouth full of oil: "Hey, what is this place?"

"I'm not called Hey, I'm called Xiaodi. The little girl shook her head and pouted.

"Okay, Xiaodi, what kind of place is this?" Qiushui asked. I saw little Di raise his head, think about it there, and then smile and say, "This is where I was born!"

Qiushui sighed, thinking that it was better to forget it, and there would be no results with such a little brat. At this time, a burly man walked over, picked up Xiao Di, and then looked at Qiushui with a cold gaze. Qiushui recognized at a glance that it was this person who took the lead in escorting him here, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"This is my brother Wushan, he is the number one warrior of the Tagan tribe!" Seeing that the two were standing there without speaking, Xiao Di took the initiative to introduce to Qiushui, his tone full of pride. Qiushui nodded, and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly found that the lively crowd around him suddenly quieted down, and everyone stood up one after another, looking at a woman who was walking slowly with awe. I saw that the woman was dressed gracefully and luxuriously, wearing a silver phoenix crown and a gray robe, although she was not young, she exuded a mature charm, and she felt like a queen of the ice field.

This woman is none other than the patriarch of the Tagan tribe, Huang Xuan.

"Patriarch!" the man turned his head and bowed. Qiushui suddenly raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't expect such a barbaric nation and the patriarch to be such a noble lady.

"Wushan, you take Xiaodi down first. The woman reached out and gently touched Xiaodi's head. I don't know why, Xiaodi, who was originally lively, suddenly lowered her head when she saw this woman, and she was silent there.

"Hey, you're the patriarch, right, tell me, why did you tie me up here! Also, what about my things, if you know each other, hurry up and return my things to me, otherwise don't blame Grandpa Qiu for being polite!" Qiushui angrily said the words that he had been holding back for a long time, and the people around him saw that he dared to talk to the patriarch like this, and they all grabbed the weapons around him, and they were about to teach Qiushui some lessons.

The woman opened her arms to let the others calm down for a while, then glanced at Qiushui with cold eyes, and asked lightly: "Your thing? Could it be that you are referring to the Holy Snow Lotus you picked from Wuguniang Mountain?" Suddenly there was a burst of laughter around, although Qiushui was a little inexplicable, but still nodded.

"For thousands of years, the Holy Snow Lotus has always been a treasure that my Tagan people are proud of, a sacred existence on the totem, and a miracle given to us by God. Any outsider who wants to get his hands on it will be severely punished by our clan. The woman said with a serious expression.

Qiushui suddenly laughed, the flowers that grew on the mountain are now the private property of the Tagan clan, and they are still a set of things when they talk about it, and they don't know how to blush.

"I'll pick it, what do you want. The people on the field all looked at him with frosty faces, and Qiushui coughed dryly, and said there with his head held high.

"Mengda, read to him our family rules. The woman turned her head and waved to a small man next to her.

The little man walked out of the crowd, came to Qiushui, straightened his chest, and then said in a straight voice: "Those who pick the holy snow lotus without authorization, one flower, chop your hands, two flowers, cut your feet, three flowers, cut off your head, and more than three branches....." At this point, he glanced at Qiushui, then the corners of his mouth curved, and continued: "A thousand knives, throw the corpse and feed the wolf." ”