At this moment, hearing Ye Wolf's sincere words, Xiao Yunhe felt an indescribable sense of relief. Perhaps, deep down, he also yearns to be a sincere person.

"General Ye stays in the next ......," Xiao Yunhe wondered.

"The Great General has chosen you, and you cannot live up to the Great General's expectations of you. You don't have much time, so you have to start working hard right away to make yourself qualified to be the successor to the Great General. And to have this qualification, you can only find it on the battlefield. Ye Wolf Tooth said very seriously, and the look of doubt on Xiao Yunhe's face disappeared immediately.

"Thank you General Ye for your kindness!" Xiao Yunhe said respectfully, giving a deep salute to Ye Wolf's Teeth.

"What do I love about you?" Ye Wolf Tooth smiled.

"Thank you General Ye for giving me this opportunity, I don't know if I can meet the general's expectations, but I will definitely work hard to meet this qualification!" Xiao Yunhe raised his head and said solemnly to Ye as if he had made a promise.

"All I gave you was an opportunity, and if you seized it, that was called an opportunity, your own opportunity. This battle is your chance. Whether you can hone yourself into a talent or not depends on you!" Ye wolftooth patted Xiao Yunhe's shoulder.

"General Ye, then what exactly am I going to do?" Xiao Yunhe agreed, but he didn't know what he should do.

"You're just an ordinary soldier now, I'll give you a chance, but I won't take much care of you. Now that you have no experience, I will never give you the lives of so many soldiers, at least not now. Ye Wolf Tooth said calmly, then turned around and left.

"General Ye......" Xiao Yunhe shouted urgently, he only said half of this, why did he leave?

Xiao Yunhe doesn't belong to the brute ride, now that he has left Ye Wolf Tooth, where is he going? Not to mention what qualifications he is looking for, he doesn't even have a place to sleep!

"You wait here for a while, and Xiao Qi will come back to you later. Tomorrow, you follow her first, go to the battlefield and try it first!" Ye Wolf said without looking back, turning his back to Xiao Yunhe, a sly smile on his face that only he knew.

"What?" Xiao Yunhe's face changed drastically, and he shouted urgently, "General Ye, you better change someone......! I ......"

"What are you? Don't you see that Xiao Qi is a woman, she is a qualified officer, and she has participated in seven or eight battles. Tomorrow you follow her and study hard!" Ye Wolf Tooth walked quickly, and before he finished speaking, the shadow of the other person had already disappeared and disappeared into the dense tent group in front of him.

"Leaf ......"

Xiao Yunhe shouted again that Ye Wolf's teeth were gone, and only shouted the first word, so he could only shake his head and smile bitterly.

What does this Ye wolf tooth want to do? Don't he know that he and his baby daughter have an awkward relationship now? He just used trickery to teach himself a lesson, and then he and Yun Yao were forced together, and now he wants to bring the two of them together, what does he want to do?

No, he thought he and Yun Yao had a personal relationship, right?

Xiao Yunhe was taken aback by this idea, Yun Yao had affection for him, but he only had one face in his heart, and this true affection was absolutely unacceptable.

rejected Yun Yao's bold confession in person, and although Xiao Yunhe felt a little guilty, he couldn't. I thought that after the war ended, the two would be different, and there would be fewer opportunities to meet in the future, and as time passed, this relationship that should not have been produced slowly faded.

How could I have thought that Ye Wolf Tooth obviously misunderstood the relationship between the two of them, and insisted on tying himself to Yun Yao together, and now he has assigned himself to Yun Yao's men, what is going on? This battle will have to be fought for ten days and a half even if it is smooth, so many days and the two of them have met every day, how embarrassing and embarrassing is that?

The more Xiao Yunhe thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he hurriedly wanted to catch up with Ye Wolf Tooth and make him change his mind.

But he had just taken two steps forward before he stopped hesitantly.

I found the leaf wolf tooth, what should I say?

Tell him directly, your daughter likes me, but I don't like her, and I just rejected her, the two of us can't meet now, can you help me change places?

Talking about his daughter in front of other people's fathers, are you tired of being alive?

If you can't tell the truth, then you can only lie. But although Ye Wolf Tooth has a straightforward personality, he is also a shrewd person, and it is easy to be exposed if he makes up lies casually......

I just agreed, and I made an impassioned promise, and now that I have arranged a place for myself, I should be grateful, how can I regret it immediately?

It is very difficult to weave a lie that not only persuades Ye Wolf Tooth to change his mind, but also takes into account the feelings of their father and daughter......

"Xiao Yunhe!"

Xiao Yunhe was touching his chin to weave this highly difficult lie, when someone suddenly called his name next to him.

When Xiao Yunhe heard this, he touched the hand on his chin, and immediately froze.

It turned out to be Yun Yao.

It seems that Ye Wolf Tooth has already arranged all the qiē, which ...... This is ......

Xiao Yunhe complained bitterly in his heart, but now that he had seen it, Xiao Yunhe could only squeeze out an ugly smile from his stiff face, and said with a dry smile: "Miss Yunyao, hello......"

This opening statement is too inferior.

"What bad ideas are you thinking of when you stand there alone?" Yun Yao didn't give Xiao Yunhe any good looks, and she didn't show any mercy when she spoke.

"Nope...... Can I think ...... What's a bad idea...... Miss Yun Yao...... It's a joke...... Hey hey ......"

Xiao Yunhe stammered, and there was a sense of weakness in and out of his words, and even he didn't know where this weakness came from.

It seems that he didn't do anything wrong, why did he speak so unconfidently? It seems like he owes her a lot of money?

"From tomorrow, you follow me, you know, right?" Yun Yao snorted lightly and said.

"Uh...... This one...... I know ......," Xiao Yunhe replied with difficulty.

"Come with me, I'll find you a place to stay!" Yun Yao said, without waiting for Xiao Yunhe to agree, he turned around and left.

Do both father and daughter have the habit of making decisions for others?

Xiao Yunhe smiled bitterly, but seeing that Yun Yao seemed to have accepted this reality, what else could he say?

I've already hurt her once, and if she says hurtful things again, she can't hate herself to death?

Xiao Yunhe hesitated, his feet raised, but he didn't put it down.

Forget it, no girl feels embarrassed, how can you say that you are also a big man, don't you have this thickness?

I've never been afraid of thousands of troops, am I still afraid of this little girl today?

Xiao Yunhe aroused a trace of competitiveness, and had a plan in his heart, looking up to see that Yun Yao had already walked out for some distance, he hurriedly strode to catch up.

Tomorrow, I will have to face even more cruel ordeals!

The night, like most previous nights, passed without wind or waves.

The boundless night that enveloped the earth receded like a tide, but there was no sound like wind and waves, and everything was quiet.

The morning sun rises eternally from below the eastern horizon, the brilliant morning glow reflects the sky in brilliant light, and the creatures that have slept all night slowly wake up and begin their busyness.

In the vast desert, there is a single grass of yellow sand everywhere, and you can't even see a little bit of green when you look at it, only the earthy yellow that makes people bored and helpless.

As far as the eye can see, in the desert in front of you, the only thing that is somewhat eye-catching, is the high or low sand dunes in the distance, which are still the same monotonous earthy yellow.

But behind the layers of sand dunes, there is a different kind of life.

From the front, the tall sand dunes stand in the shape of a cone, and although they are made up of soft and fine gravel, the slope is very steep, and it is difficult for ordinary people to climb up from the front, except for the sand that will make them eat a mouthful of sand.

And if you turn to the back, it's a completely different scene.

The slope on this side is much gentler, and the sand dunes, which are less than 100 meters high, stretch from the top down to the ground, a short distance, but all the way to nearly a kilometer. And on this extremely gentle slope, it is no longer the same boring earthy yellow, but many different colors.

There are a lot of plants growing on the sandy ground, and of course you don't see tall trees such as poplars and willows that are common in the plains, only clumps of low, ball-shaped shrubs. From the lowest end, all the way upwards, densely packed, until the middle and upper part of the dunes, these tenacious shrubs finally exhausted the last trace of attachment and stopped there.

From below, it looks less like a sand dune and more like a hill.

The upper half of the dunes are still bare yellow sand, but most of the lower half is covered with this shrub. He did not take this harsh climate of yellow sand and scorching sun into account at all, and savagely and persistently occupied this base area, firmly rooted here, and expanded his life territory little by little.

It's a pity that the current season is not right, it is already the late autumn solar term, and even in the plain area with a mild climate, the lush scene is difficult to see.

And in the depths of this desert where the climate is even harsher, the impact is even worse. These vigorous shrubs can withstand the scorching sun, withstand the raging hurricane, and pierce the dense and casual quicksand, but they cannot reverse the rotation of heaven and earth, and they cannot resist the changes in climate.

In summer, the bushes here will be like the plains, each shrub will pull out all its branches and leaves, intertwined, although the branches are short and the leaves are broken, but the mountains are all over the field, but also lush and full of green.

But now, not even a single green leaf can be seen. All over the mountains, only the dead and broken fallen leaves, with a gust of wind and sand dancing with the wind, in the cruel and merciless wind and sand, tearing up their own body that they grew up with a year, turning into flying fragments, scattered all over the place with the wind, submerged into the desert, submerged into the boundless yellow sand, disappeared, as if there has never been a deposit of these leaves, just like in this desert, there has never been a scratch left by life.

At this time, when I looked up from the foot of the mountain, I could see only the bare bushes, and there was no greenery, only dark branches, and occasionally one or two residual leaves, shivering in the autumn wind.

Walking along this lifeless hillside, walking for a distance, suddenly you will encounter a big turn.

This turning point appeared so suddenly, as if someone had cut off a piece of the hillside, and the position of the turning point almost formed a right angle of 90 degrees. If you keep your head down and don't have time to detour around this turn, you will crash into a surprisingly large rock in front of you.

The big rock appeared very abruptly, surrounded only by gentle sand dunes, and dry shrubs on the dunes, all of which were fine gravel, and there was not a small stone the size of a fist in sight. But suddenly a big stone appeared here, as high as more than ten zhang, towering here, occupying nearly half an acre of land, and at the end was a behemoth, I don't know from that place was moved here, and what force was moved over, maybe it will also be classified as a ghost and god by a fool and a fool.

And in the upper part of this boulder, some strange symbols are also depicted. Those strange symbols are all drawn by pitch-black ink lines, twisted and twisted, and hooked in some irregular positions, without certain rules, definitely not the text of any nation, nor is it a landscape painting, it seems that some irregular lines are entangled, there is no beauty. And from a distance, these strange lines are combined, and you can't see anything famous from a distance, but when you look closely, you feel a sense of panic like heart palpitations, but I don't know why.

What's even more strange is that these symbols are not known to be painted with what dye, this boulder stands here, and I don't know how many years of wind and rain have been experienced, and the symbols on it are still timeless, and have not been blurred at all due to the erosion of wind and rain.

All this, with so many strange things, most of the mountain and village husbands are ignorant and superstitious, and put together these inexplicable strange things, this sudden appearance of the boulder has become a god possessed by gods and demons, and those strange symbols on it have also become the mark left in the world by a certain unknown immortal.

There are even good deeds who have made up a bizarre and absurd story with twists and turns, and pointed out that the symbols on it contain the mysteries of heaven, and if someone can understand the hidden mysteries in them, they can be otherworldly, and ascend to the nine heavens to be immortals.

Of course, after so many years, the legends of the gods and ghosts have become more and more bizarre, and the boulder is still the boulder that has not changed, and no one can understand the heavenly machine and ascend to become a god here. The small village behind the side turn of the boulder is still as ordinary and persistent as it has been for thousands of years.

Turn from the side of the boulder, go straight for 100 meters, and there is a small village.

The small village is actually not small, it is distributed in twos and threes, and it also occupies a large area of thousands of square meters. However, the architecture and layout of this village are a bit strange, although it is also a mixture of wood and stone, but it is very different from the style of the folk houses in the Central Plains.

The gray-black layer outside, if you smell it closely, there is still a faint smell. If you're familiar with the work of raising livestock, you'll recognize that the houses are covered with diluted dried cow dung, which has turned gray in the wind and sun.

Where do people use such filthy and filthy things as cow dung as decorations and smear them on the walls of their homes?

There is such a strange building, and the people who live in it are not ordinary people.

The village occupies a large area, but there are not many people in it. And these people, men and women, young and old, tall, short, fat and thin, all of them are all dark, as if they have been soaked in an inkpool, it is rare to see such a completely black person in the ordinary world, but this small village is full of such people.

Only when you open your mouth when you speak, you can see the two rows of snow-white teeth in the mouths of these villagers, and only the line of white between the lips and teeth can be seen in the black, which looks very strange and a little terrifying.

Of course, these weirdness are all in the eyes of outsiders, and in the eyes of these locals, this is not a problem at all.

People use their own bodies to measure people and things in the world, and the so-called strange things are only different from what they have seen in the past. When everyone around you, including yourself, is the same, it's not weird, but you may see the so-called ordinary people who are not black as outliers.

The strange environment, the peculiar architectural style, and the peculiar appearance of the villagers, every place here seems to have an indescribable weird taste. If an outside person is thrown into this place, he will definitely think that he has come to the land of gods and demons, but he may also be regarded as a demon by these aborigines.

Luckily, this place is so secluded that standing in front of the dunes, you would never have imagined that there would be such a shrub slope behind you. And even if you stand on this side of the shrub slope, you can only see a stone in the distance.

Only when you come to this turning point and turn around can you see this strange little village and see the strange qiē in this small village.

But this village has existed for tens of thousands of years, the aborigines here were born and raised in Si, and their ancestors do not know how many generations they have continued, but there has never been an outsider who has come to this village from the turning point of the boulder and found this strange place.

The vast desert is vast and does not know its edge. The barbarians, who lived in pursuit of water and grass and had footprints all over the place, were not able to set foot here.

No outsiders have come here, and no one in this village has ever stepped out of that turning point. Generations of villagers have never thought of leaving their homes. The village is still the same village, the villagers are still those villagers, and even the area of the village seems to have not changed in any way, as if it has been like that since ancient times. It should always be, always so.

If there are no accidents, the one qiē here will continue like that. Villagers with strange skin colors will continue to live in this strange place. Just like their ancestors before them, the sun rises and the sun sets, repeating every day and night eternally, and this strangeness will continue to be preserved.

Accidents always appear suddenly when you don't expect them.

The small village, which has never had an outside visitor, has finally welcomed its first uninvited guest today.

Oh, wrong, not one, but many.

It was still a sunny day, although the cold wind of autumn had already blown away a trace of heat in the air, leaving only the icy chill hidden in the wind, sweeping away every bit of life wherever it went.

But in this strange little village, there is an exception.

Rounding the boulder, turning the sharp bend, the swarthy bush was gone. What you see, in addition to this strange little village, is also full of spring.

On the outskirts of the village, a large circle of dense turns is a dense large dense forest, lush and green. When you are tired of seeing the bleak and decaying scenery outside, and then seeing this full of greenery, you will feel that these grass and trees, which are not eye-catching on weekdays, are actually very cute.

If you look closer, you can tell that these lush, pleasing looking forests are actually made up of tall, straight trees.

The climate in the desert is dry, full of wind and sand, and in addition to low shrubs, at most only some dwarf and drought-tolerant poplar trees can grow. How is it that such tall trees have grown here, which can only be found in the plains? And seeing that they are growing so vigorously, it seems that they are not at all unaccustomed to the soil and water, which is also a strange thing in this strange little village.

In the eyes of the aborigines who have been accustomed to seeing a qiē since childhood, this is just the most normal thing, and they are not even interested in being surprised when they see each other on weekdays. And what makes them really strange is in the back.

The village was as peaceful as ever, and there was no movement. In a small open space at the head of the village, several old men sat in twos and threes. One by one, with gray hair, and a few with gray beard, gathered around and whispered and chattered.

This is the most common scene in the countryside, and it is also a very common scene here.

But suddenly, these old men, who were talking happily, stopped talking about the topic that was still on their heads.

At the same moment, the eyes of these old men turned to the location of the boulder. Look at that boulder, look at that turning point.

The thin and stiff bodies burst out with amazing momentum at this moment. A pair of cloudy old eyes, at this time, emitted a clear light, like a beast that had discovered its prey, its body did not move, and the powerful momentum of the person had unconsciously escaped.

The surroundings were originally very quiet, but now they have become quieter, and it can be described as a dead silence.

Gradually, in this dead silence, suddenly there was a soft sound.

The eyes of several old men were still locked on the turning point under the boulder, motionless, only the essence in their eyes, which became more and more fierce.

The sound of the sound gradually increased as time went on. It's getting louder and louder, it's getting closer. At this time, it can already be discerned that it is the sound of horses' hooves. And if you distinguish it carefully, you can guess that this is a big movement that can only be made by many horses when they run, and the speed of the horses is still very fast.

Several old men still stood motionless at the head of the village, hearing the sound of horses' hooves like thunder, but they still stood in place with unchanged expressions, without any movement.

Suddenly, several old men moved at the same time. The rickety, thin body, at this time became as light and agile as a tanuki, and the body was like electricity, and before they could see how they moved, the six old men had quickly disappeared, like a burst of invisible light smoke, and in an instant, they appeared at that turning point.

From the head of the village to that turning point, it must be three or four hundred meters, to say the least. These old men with white hair and beards are like ghosts, and in an instant, they can't even blink an eye, and they have already crossed the distance of three or four hundred meters.

The six old men came to the turning point in an instant, and the six pairs of eyes looked ahead in unison.

On the road ahead, smoke and dust billowed and the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, and it was still getting closer and closer in this direction.

The sound of the horse's hooves became louder and louder, and even the solid ground was already trembling slightly under its influence, trembling as the horse's hooves fell together.

The smoke and dust slowly stretched over, and from the billowing smoke, you could already see the rows of horses and the valiant knights on horseback. Judging by their costumes, they should be indigenous barbarians.

It was getting closer and closer, and it was less than fifty meters away from this turning point.

"Stop!"

The six old men suddenly shouted in unison at this time, and a broken cry came from the throats of the six people, as if they were from one person, and they couldn't hear any difference at all.

And the sound of the six old men sounding nothing special, but the knights who rushed over in a line at great speed deeply felt the terrifying power of this shout.

At a distance of fifty meters, this word had already reached the ears of the knights in the front row in an instant. Before they could speak this voice and transform into a clear consciousness, a powerful invisible force that followed had already attacked them.

The power came silently, but surprisingly greatly. The knights in the front row were the first to feel its power, and opened their mouths in horror, but before they could fully open their mouths, they had already involuntarily freed themselves from their horses and flew out, like fallen leaves swept by a strong wind, and fell backwards involuntarily.

And the effect of this force is far more than that, the knight in the back has just transformed the sound information of this word into consciousness, and before he can figure out what is going on with these six people, he sees that the brothers in front of him suddenly shortened the distance with themselves, and the time to shorten the distance is unusually short, so short that they have no time to react at all.

"Bang ......"

There was a continuous sound, and from front to back, the hundreds of knights in a line flew out of the saddle one by one. The front one hit the one behind, and the one behind followed closely behind and hit the one further behind. Rows of cavalry, which stretched for nearly a thousand meters along this narrow mountain road, from the front to the end, were all knocked down one after another by this invisible force in a very short time.

And the horses under their crotches, although they did not fall to the ground like their masters, seemed to be affected by an invisible resistance, and the momentum of their courageous rush stopped silently, and one by one they scraped their hooves on the ground, but did not move forward.

At least, these horses can protect themselves. And their owners are much more miserable.

Hundreds of people, hundreds of horsemen with strong bodies and skilled bows and horses, without a single sword or arrow, were knocked off their horses in such a daze. And the fool in the back didn't know what was going on, so he saw the person in front of him suddenly fly backwards, and then knocked himself into the air without having time to react, and then knocked the person behind him into the air.

It wasn't until half of the people were knocked away, and the knights in the front row with their mouths wide open, did they have time to shout out the exclamation that had been prepared in their throats for a long time.

"Ah!!h

The shout was like a signal, followed by the incessant sound of "bang bang bang", mixed with more and more exclamations, and it went on and on, from front to back, until the last knight at the end of the line was knocked off his horse.

But he was much luckier than the brothers in front of him, who only had a chance to cry out after they fell to the ground and broke their butts into eight pieces. As soon as he got his ass out of the saddle, he cried out.

"Ah!!h

This exclamation, full of horror and fear, was a little more poignant than the shouts of the people before him.

This qiē seems to be a short period of time, but in fact, it is also a blink of an eye, and these menacing cavalry teams were shouted into rolling gourds by the shouts of these six old men. What is especially depressing is that most people don't understand how they fell to the ground until they roll on the ground and get dirty. They only saw their own brothers in front of them suddenly fly to the back, smashing themselves into the air, and then they smashed the brothers behind them into the air.

But those brothers in front of them were not kites, how could they fly for no reason? And with so much strength and so fast, these soldiers who could fight well and react quickly did not even have the slightest time to react and dodge.

The six old men appeared silently, and although the shout was well known, it came so suddenly that many people fell to the ground before they could hear what it was. The pain in my butt was so painful that I forgot about it.

Only the soldiers at the front saw these six strange old men, and deeply remembered how terrifying the strength of these seemingly weak and swarthy old men was.

Suddenly, they saw six old men who were all swarthy strange people, and the soldiers were also very surprised, plus they clearly saw the other party shouting, so they threw off their horses hundreds of people on their side. What's even more terrifying is that no one has ever seen them make a move. Who has ever seen such a means?

People always have more fear of the unknown.

Several soldiers in the front row got up from the ground in a panic, and stumbled forward one by one without caring about the dust on their bodies. They scrambled to run in front of the six old men, but they didn't expect that one of the old men standing in front of them glared at him, and his fierce eyes flashed, and these excited soldiers immediately braked and stopped there.

"Who are you?" asked one of the old men with a majestic face.

It turned out to be the language of Daqi, and the words were correct and round, not at all the level of the barbarians, and just listening to the accent would never have thought of them as aliens living in the depths of this desert.

The knights glanced at each other, and the man standing in the middle looked up and said, "I'm here to fulfill a promise!"

He turned out to be speaking the language of Daqi, but compared to the old man's authentic accent, the accent of this barbarian knight was a typical mixture of Daqi, which sounded extremely awkward.

"Promise?" The old man's face changed, and he turned his head and quickly glanced at the five old men behind him.

Six people, twelve eyes, at the same time, there was a completely unanimous look of shock.

This eye contact lasted for a short time, but the dignified old man turned his head, looked at the knight, and asked, "Is there a token?"

"Of course!" said the knight, respectfully, and ran back to his horse, grabbing at a bag in front of the saddle, and soon took out a long strip of cloth that was tightly wrapped, and solemnly held it in his two hands on his chest, and ran back again in high spirits.

He ran to the majestic old man in a hurry, as excited as if he had picked up a gold ingot, and even forgot the pain in his buttocks.

But he hadn't really run in front of the majestic old man, and the majestic old man stretched out his hand and said coldly: "Stop!"

Gently pushed forward, there was no abnormality, silently, the obviously overexcited knight, just stopped abruptly, and the impact that was more unstoppable than the 100-meter sprint came to an abrupt end, making his face flush, but he couldn't move forward a single step, as if there was a wall in front of him suddenly, and he couldn't move forward no matter how hard he tried.

The majestic old man silently showed such a shocking hand, but he didn't care, he didn't look at the shocked eyes of the knights on the other side, and the other hand stretched forward, and the rectangular strip of cloth that the knight had been holding tightly in his hands was so out of thin air that he flew into the air automatically, and obediently flew into the hands of the majestic old man.

The majestic old man stretched out his hand to take it, holding it with one hand, and slowly descending with the other, and began to uncover the long strip of cloth, opening the strip of cloth wrapped around layer by layer.

The strip of cloth does not have several layers and is easy to open.

The majestic old man threw away the strip of cloth casually, and what he held in his hand was already a rectangular brocade box with a whole body of silver and white.

The brocade box was closed tightly, but the majestic old man did not rush to open it, but turned around and walked in front of the old men. Stretching out his hand, he handed the silver-white brocade box to the other five people.

"This ...... This is the ......" An old man stretched out his hand, but he was trembling all the time, and even spoke with a trill, his expression excited.

"It's been more than a thousand years, and I thought that we would never have this opportunity to see it in our lifetime. I didn't expect ...... today," another calmer old man sighed, his voice was calm, but the expression on his face was the same excitement.

"Open it!" said the majestic old man, and in the majesty, the hand holding the brocade box could not stop shaking.

"Patriarch, this is a token of the ancestors, or you should come!" one of the old men stretched out his hand and retreated, turning to the majestic old man.

"No, this is a token of the ancestors, but it represents the promise of our entire clan! Today, it is up to us, the six old men, representing all the clansmen of the six clans, to open it and let the promise of the ancestors reappear in the world!" the majestic old man shook his head and said solemnly.

The five old men were stunned for a moment, thought about it, and nodded at the same time.

I don't know how they practice, the six people have a very high tacit understanding of speaking and doing, and the thinking and nodding at this moment are all spontaneous, but they maintain an amazing consistency.

Five people, one stretched out a hand, trembling, and reached out to the silver-white brocade box in the hand of the majestic old man.

The brocade box is well-made, the upper and lower sides are put together, leaving only a slight gap in the middle, and nothing can be seen from the outside. The whole body is silvery white, and I don't know what material it is made of. Only in the middle of the junction, there are two small golden buckles, inlaid in the dark, which are obviously different from the surrounding silver and white, but only when you get closer can you find this very deep hidden little mechanism.

The five hands of the five men, together with the hand of the majestic old man under the brocade box, were exactly six hands.

The hand of the majestic old man was held under the brocade box, and he did not move. Four hands, hold down in four directions, front, back, left and right, and fix this brocade box. The remaining two hands, one left and one right, touched the two small buckles on both sides.

The other four hands, all of which were steady, fixed the brocade box steadily.

Only the two palms that touched the buckles at both ends, trembling, couldn't keep them steady.

It took a lot of effort to shake the rope, but after all, the two hands still touched the two small buckles and held them tightly. The two hands that trembled non-stop quieted the moment they touched the buckle, but they didn't open it immediately.

The eyes of the six people fell on this silver-white brocade box at the same time, and the burning gaze and heavy breathing emanated from the six people at the same time at this moment.

None of the six people moved, and no one exchanged glances anymore, only to hear the breathing of the six people getting heavier and heavier, and their own heartbeats became more and more intense.

"Open it!" said the majestic old man, who was the first to speak.