Kill sheep and cattle for fun.

In the camp full of warmth, singing and dancing endlessly, this quaint exotic style, so that the wilderness is very novel.

The dance posture of the Rong Di woman is not as enchanting as the Wei woman, nor is it as sweet as the Wei girl's song, but this unique rough mine dance is more interesting to men.

Like a sacrificial dance, there is a beauty from nature, a unique rhythm, ancient and mysterious.

It's wasted.

His eyes were distracted, his smile was lewd, and he stared at the dancer, and he almost drooled.

"Wild, this is the witch in the eldest brother's tribe, serving as a sacrifice, and it is the first beauty of my Xiyi, how about it? Do you like it? ”

Xi Yan turned a blind eye to the barren eyes, and sincerely promoted the witch in the clan, in his opinion, as long as the big thing can be done, let alone a witch, even if it is a god, he dares to send the barren bed.

In this era, there is a belief in gods.

However, the real fear of the gods has always been the low-level people, and the upper ones do not have the slightest fear of the gods in their hearts.

"Yes, yes, big brother has a heart." The absurd eyes are hot, and he can't wait to strip off the witch and fight with a gun: "How does the eldest brother know that the absurd is good?" ”

"Haha......"

In the tent, the feast continues.

Xi Zhen with fine wine, beauty continues to corrode the heart of the wilderness, as the king of the West Pig, Xi Zhen has never put the young man of the wilderness in his eyes.

Young man, it's better to be demagogic.

I haven't experienced the ups and downs of the world, I haven't seen people's hearts and ghosts, and I'm simply like snow, as long as I am slightly guided, I will fall.

What's more, the young man is strong-blooded, and the most inescapable thing is the beauty pass.

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and how strong-willed heroes will turn into finger twisters in front of beauties.

This method of Xi Zhen may be effective for others, but when he encounters the freak of the wilderness, not to mention the strong martial arts, he is determined in itself.

In that life, there were too many teachers, and I had seen countless hot dances, the sacrificial dances of witches, ancient and mysterious, but the temptation could not be compared with those hot dances.

"Big brother, wait for ......" swallowed his saliva, and then said: "When the rain stops, I will set off for Di Dao, so as to fulfill the feelings of you and me." ”

"Good Changdi."

After achieving his goal, Xi Zhen was overjoyed, and saw that Abara was always staring at the witch, and hurriedly chuckled: "Abaria, how about the eldest brother send it to you in a while?" ”

"Okay."

……

He left the camp and the song and dance died out.

Xi Yan looked at the girl in front of him and handed over a cup of mare's milk wine, at this moment, a big man's eyes were red: "Cangxue, thank you for your hard work." ”

"For the sake of Xiyi, I have wronged you for a while."

Cang Xue didn't answer, staring at Xi Yan with a cold gaze: "I serve the gods of Xi Yan, and the leader is not afraid of the wrath of the gods when he does this?" ”

"Today's Qin State is the god of Xi, representing the famine of the new monarch of Qin, and it is the god of Xiyi."

At this moment, Xi Yan took a deep look at Cang Xue and asked meaningfully, "What's more, can we refuse?" ”

"For the sake of Xiyu, for the sake of the clan, isn't this also the responsibility of your witch?"

The snow cracked.

She didn't expect Xiyan to be so shameless, for the sake of the so-called great cause, even her idea of a witch would dare to fight.

It's just that she can't resist.

In the eyes of people like Xi Zhen, divine power is only used to control people's hearts, and she still remembers how the last witch died.

And how she was elected as a shrine maiden?

Thinking of Xi Yan's cruel methods, at this moment, Cang Xue's heart was cold.

Shouldn't the future of Xiyu depend on the young and strong people in the clan? Do you rely on the men of the tribe? When do you need a woman to keep an eye on the front?

Once, she thought that Xizhen was a man of great talent and a master of Xiyu's Zhongxing, but now she can see it through.

How can a person who sells the women of the clan in exchange for benefits be able to achieve the cause of kingship.

With this thought, Cangxue walked out of the camp tent and headed towards the barren camp.

She wants to feed the tiger with her body.

"National teacher, the scout in the army told the last general that according to his observation of the weather, this rain will stop tomorrow."

Zi Cheying's tone was a little excited as he spoke, they had been in Xiqi for three days, and their strength had recovered.

"The situation has been figured out, but I don't know if Zi'an has arrived?"

Hearing this, Huang couldn't help but chuckle: "With Zi'an's character, I'm afraid that it has already arrived, so I'll wait for the rain to stop." ”

"You discuss with Xiyan, the national teacher is very interested in their sacrifice, wait for the rain to stop, let the witch preside."

"First, I came to comfort the grace of the rain in the sky, and secondly, I came to see off my national division."

"No."

Nodding in agreement, Zi Cheying smiled silently, he has been familiar with Arashi in the past few days, so he naturally knows Araku's plans.

"National teacher, can this be done?" In a pun, Zi Cheying is a very smart person.

"What nonsense, the national division has traveled thousands of miles, for the sake of the Qin State, for the sake of the king, and can't enjoy it yet?"

questioned, and his brows moved slightly: "What's more, when the rain stops, once the weather clears, I will set off for Di Dao to subdue the Rong Di tribe in Di Dao for my eldest brother." ”

"Country..."Zi Cheying wanted to speak and stopped, glanced at the wilderness, and was silent.

"Xiyu, the witch Cangxue has come to serve the Great Qin National Master." Like the yellow oriole singing, Cangxue's voice is very ethereal.

"The shrine maiden is here, so just come in!" With a chuckle, Araku motioned for Zi Cheying to leave.

Zi Cheying walked out of the camp tent, Cang Xue walked into the camp tent, and sat down on the opposite side of the wilderness, Cang Xue, who was wearing animal skins, had a wild beauty.

"National Teacher, do you really want to help Xi Yan control Di Dao?" Cangxue whispered.

"That's right, Xizhen is my eldest brother."

The desolate gaze was wanton, wandering on Cangxue's body: "The witch entered my tent, can you think about it?" ”

"I ......"

After saying this, the arashi stopped talking, and did not pounce on the witch.

One's eyes are bigger than one's stomach..

He is only fourteen years old, and he was a little late in practicing martial arts, if Yuanyang leaks again, his martial arts will be broken.

Light is a person who knows what is important.

What's more, Cangxue is not stunning, her complexion is not white, she is not fierce, and her curves are good, but she is not a barren dish.

In this respect, Araku is a layman.

White, big, and long are the most basic requirements, in this life, he is the national teacher of Qin, and his woman should be the best in the world.

As for love, Huang has never thought about it.

For Takeo, love is the most extravagant.

But any martial artist who is contaminated with love will end in tragedy, so that his mind will collapse, and he will no longer have the heart to move forward.

There are 80,000 words in the world, and only love words are the most murderous.

This is the understanding that the ancient sages obtained with their lives, as the so-called deep love is not long-lived, how can he be a martial artist who aspires to live a long life.

The night was dark, the lights were swaying in the tent, waiting for the dawn and the rain to stop.

The shrine maiden was worried.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the heavens and men are at war in his heart, the tribe, himself, fate, the gods, and the Qin national teacher in front of him.

……