The shepherds looked at the sight in amazement, and there was the pious one who had rolled off his horse's back and fell to the ground to perform the five-body prostration.

"Pegasus is a Pegasus after all, how can we mortals blaspheme."

The tribal leader looked at the white horse that showed a miracle and led the horses to run into the distance, and said with a pious face.

The steppe men bent down and saluted, worthy of being the messengers of the immortal heaven, sacred and not desecrated.

"Bang~!"

The huge muffled sound, even the sound of the galloping hooves of the ten thousand horses could not be suppressed, and everyone watched, and the galloping white horse flew upside down for more than ten zhang and landed, and rolled for seventeen or eighteen laps before stopping.

"咴咴~」

The white horse groaned in pain, there was a deep fist mark on his forehead, and his snow-white fur was covered with scratches, and if it weren't for the favor of the Immortal Heaven, he would have died long ago. ap.

A shirtless, emaciated, but covered with solid muscles like steel strides, with long beard hair in a bun on the top of his head, and a hairpin made of twisted branches, the image is rough and tight.

Seeing it coming, the mourning horses gathered around Pegasus immediately moved away in terror, as if they had seen a terrifying beast.

Coming to the wailing white horse, the man squatted down, patted the white horse's head vigorously and said:

"Why, can't you bear it?"

"I talked to you, but I sprayed a certain face and spitted at me, and even kicked my ass secretly, so and so is not the master who spits on himself!"

"咴咴~」

The white horse looked at the man with tears in his eyes, crying pitifully, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and looking so miserable and miserable.

「...... Don't look at me like that, where is the arrogance of the past, don't pretend to be pitiful!"

The arrogant man eats soft rather than hard, and when he saw the pitiful appearance of the white horse, his attitude immediately softened.

"咴咴~」

Gently rubbing his head against the man's calf, the white horse hung his head weakly.

"Something you owe it, a thing that lacks virtue!"

The man hated and cursed, took out a red fruit from the back of his buttocks and stuffed it into the horse's mouth, and the white horse's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"咴咴~」

The white horse jumped up violently, shouted excitedly, and the wild horses exploded, followed by a loud neigh, so noisy that the man covered his ears and muttered:

"It will only bark, and it will not sound as good as the donkey's bark!"

A big head got into the man's arms and rubbed back and forth, the itchy man laughed, turned over on the horse, and rode a white horse all the way through the shallows, as fast as lightning, and the wild horses followed, setting off the sky full of water vapor.

"Chief, is that a man?"

Burigud, whose face was blue, asked softly, and he was hurt and did not dare to speak loudly.

The head man was silent, and he knocked Pegasus more than ten feet away with one punch, such a great force, it is not at all possible for ordinary people to do it.

The steppe men came to the lake, dismounted, and waited quietly.

The man who washed and cleaned in the lake walked out naked, his body was like an axe and a knife, and he looked like a fierce beast!

"The head of the Chunfen tribe is diligent, greetings to the warriors as strong as Xiong, may the Immortal Heaven take care of you!"

The head man Siqin touched his chest with his right hand and saluted respectfully.

The man strode to the shore with a splash, and said proudly:

"I don't need anyone's care!"

Coming to Siqin, the man stretched out his right hand and shook it suddenly, and with a bang, there was a boom, and the air immediately exploded with steam, which shocked everyone's hearts trembling.

"There is an iron fist that can shake the mountains and the earth, how can you use the favor of others!"

The sound is like a bell and drum ringing in unison, the hearts of the people who are shocked tremble, and the eyes of the man are full of longing, this is a brave warrior, who does not ask for others, but gallops the world with his fists and feet!

"Gollum~"

「...... Whether you eat food or not, these days you eat bloody raw meat, and your stomach really can't hold it."

The man's belly sounded like thunder, and he asked with his teeth, everyone was silent, people are iron rice and steel, no matter how brave a man is, he can't do without eating, drinking, and sleeping!

Burigud looked at the man dumbfounded, and really couldn't figure out where the whole boiled sheep had gone, his stomach was not even bulging, and the whole boiled sheep went.

"Brother Man, can you kill a yak with one punch?"

The man was called Hanzi, and when he woke up, he was in a cemetery, his mind was blank, and he only knew that his name was Hanzi.

"Nonsense!"

The man grabbed a flash of lamb chops, munched on the bones and meat, and the crunching sound of bone cracking was sour in the ears.

"These days, there are no less than twenty old cows that have been hammered to death, but the flesh and blood are too fishy, and it tastes really unpleasant, and it is still cooked and delicious, and it is fragrant!"

"Xiaobu, with me a whole little garlic, it's a little greasy to eat just meat."

The man said familiarly, Burigud grinned, and the head man on the side also grinned, not understanding the man's origin.

Judging by his appearance, he should be a Han from the south, but his temperament is very different from those timid and cowardly farmers, and this strange title really can't find a similar origin.

After receiving a big bowl of garlic, the man ate more happily, the solid leg of lamb rattled like iron, and the splashed bone fragments flew everywhere, inserting them into the table like nails!

The tribal leader Siqin touched the big bleeding hole on his face, moved back in shock, and dissuaded:

"Man, if you still have meat, don't eat bones, lest you cut your stomach."

"What does it mean to eat meat alone, it is fragrant to eat with bones, old Si, you taste it, I don't lie to you!"

The man enthusiastically handed over the leg of mutton bone, Siqin looked at the jagged tooth marks on it and shook his head violently, this kind of demonic existence can't be compared to himself, if he really goes down, he will not be far from death.

"Do you have any plans for the future?"

Pushing back the leg of mutton bone that had been handed under his nose, Siqin asked softly.

The man was stunned when he heard this, thought about it, put the leg of mutton bone to his mouth and gnawed it little by little, and said:

"I don't have a plan, but there's always a voice talking to so-and-so, looking for a few words."

"Words?"

Siqin blinked and asked suspiciously.

"Yes, word!"

The man said with certainty.

"But the calligraphy and painting that the Han people like?"

"No, it should be just a few words."

The man scratched his head, and said with some uncertainty, Siqin laughed when he heard it:

"That's simple, there is a Han scholar in the tribe who has settled down, and he writes very well, if you want anything, you can ask him to write."

"No, it has to be, the kind God gave me."

The man himself felt a little confused and couldn't explain clearly.

"Hey~, if you want to give from Immortal Heaven, you need to go all the way to the east, go to Kola Mountain to find the legendary ice-topped immortal, and pray for him to collude with Immortal Heaven to have that possibility."

"So easy?"

The man was happy, and Siqin grinned:

"Tens of thousands of miles away, not only mountains and rivers, but also all kinds of legendary spirits, and countless tribal countries of different races are entrenched, and it is impossible to go to Kola Mountain on your own!"

"I have great strength and ability!"

The man shook it hard, and the bones of the sheep stick were immediately crushed.

"The strength of the individual is too small in front of nature, if you want to go, unless you rely on the strength of everyone, a stone is just a stone, and if you can stack it more, you can build a majestic peak!"

Siqin looked at the man and said seriously, with excitement in his eyes that could not be hidden.

The alien named Hanzi in front of him is just like the Lu Immortal who joined the ancestor's tent back then, and for him, it is the best opportunity for the Chunfen tribe to become strong again, so that the Xiao'er family can once again insert the Golden Dragon Banner into the Ice-Topped Immortal Palace of Kola Mountain!