"This idiot!" Behind the crowd, Aya, a Toumo girl who was crying with Feng Ling'er, suddenly had a flash of light in her eyes, and then stomped her foot fiercely in disgust.

"Idiot, of course you are a Toumo, no one has ever thought that you are not a Toumo!" Aya's tears flowed out of her eyes with excitement, she finally understood at this moment, why she was always sullen since she was a child, he obviously had the strength of Shi Qiao, but he always behaved very cowardly, it turned out that all this was because he looked down on himself in his heart, and he thought that he was not a pure Tumou.

In an instant, the Timan girl Aya understood everything in her heart, she understood the inferiority complex in her heart, and also saw the intention of Nanfeng Zeyu to stand up, the martial gentleman of the Qin Dynasty stood up, not really wanted to marry her, this must also be the method that the scheming Qin Gongzi came up with, that is, to force the Turk to show his heart, in order to let the Turk recognize himself.

"Haha, I understand, I understand everything, Feng Ling'er, you don't have to cry, your sweetheart is fake, he is fake. The Timour girl Aya danced happily.

She spoke in the Tuma language but very quickly, and Feng Ling'er heard it in a fog, and said angrily, "Aya, what is fake? You are fake." ”

The Timo girl Aya giggled and said: "Your sweetheart is fake, he doesn't really want to marry me, all this is the trick that the scheming Qin Gongzi thinks, they are helping me, helping me force Ju out, so that Ju will admit that he likes me and is willing to marry me." ”

Feng Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was really the case, and the dark clouds in her heart suddenly disappeared without a trace, and she whispered: "It's all the hateful Qin Ye, it's all him playing ghosts, big villains." ”

"Ahh

In the center of the field, Qin Ye sneezed again, and the frightened Jin Sheng moved a few steps into the distance, Qin Ye scolded angrily: "Who the hell scolds me, who the fuck always scolds me? Don't be found by Lao Tzu, otherwise Lao Tzu will pick your skin!"

"You, you bastard!" Shi Qiao's eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames, he suddenly rushed up, twisted the clothes on his chest, and shouted fiercely: "I can't wait to peel off your skin, you actually suspect that you are not a Toumo, you bastard, your father was once the first warrior of the Toumo tribe, you are his son, you are not a Toumo, then who are you?"

"I'm a Toumo, haha, I'm a Toumo...... Shi Qiao, you say it again, I am a Tumou!" The dark clouds that had been pressed in his heart for eighteen years dispersed, and his whole person showed a relaxed state, never so cheerful, and suddenly hugged Shi Qiao in his arms, and the hoop was tight.

Shi Zhe's physical strength still hasn't recovered much, how can he resist hugging him so fiercely at the same level, and he was suffocated and coughed.

"Haha, I'm a Toumo, I'm a Toumo!" he noticed his gaffe and quickly let go of the stone.

Shi Qiao gasped and scolded: "You bastard, do you know why we have always disliked you? Because you are timid, because you inherited your mother's timidity, we don't like you." But how can you be so stupid that you doubt that you are not a Turmo. ”

He smiled heavily, touched the back of his head, and said, "I see, I thought you didn't like me because my mother was from the Qin Dynasty, and I was not a pure Tuma person." ”

"Idiot!" Shi Qiao scolded viciously: "Your father was the first warrior of the Tumo tribe, and he was able to marry the women of the Qin Dynasty back to the Tumo Gorge, which proves that the charm of the Tumo people is unparalleled, and it is enough to conquer the Qin Dynasty, which is an honor." Whoever cares where your mother is from, as long as your father is a Toumo, then you are a Toomo. Damn bastard, you're the biggest fool in the world because of this. ”

"Hehehe!" was embarrassed and at a loss, so he had to giggle vigorously.

"Idiot!" Shi Qiao thumped his chest vigorously and said, "Now, for the glory of the Tuma people, go and defeat that arrogant Qin Dynasty warrior, this is your responsibility." ”

There was boundless battle intent in his eyes, but then he hesitated and said, "However, if I win him, I will marry Aya." ”

Shi Qiao scolded hatefully: "Marry and marry, do you think that others don't know that you like Aya? As long as you can defeat that arrogant Qin Dynasty warrior, you are the first young warrior of the Tumo tribe, marrying Aya, it is also your glory, and no one can stop it." You don't have to worry about anyone, and of course, don't be too complacent, because although I lose to you, I will definitely let my son defeat your son and regain the glory. ”

He muttered movingly, "What if you give birth to a daughter?"

Shi Qiu said angrily: "Idiot, if I give birth to a daughter, can't I continue to give birth? It's a big deal that if I marry a few more wives, I don't believe that I Shi Qiao will not be able to give birth to a son." ”

He also felt that his question was stupid, but he was not actually worried about Shi Qiao in his heart, but felt guilty about Qin Ye, so he looked at Qin Ye very ashamedly.

Shi Qiao said dissatisfied: "What are you looking at him for? He doesn't have the breath of a warrior at all, and I don't know how Aya was deceived by him, so he thinks he is a warrior, so he wants to marry him." I think he's just a liar. ”

"Ye is not a liar!" he suddenly snorted with some anger.

"That's right, I'm not a liar!" Qin Ye didn't really care about being a liar, he had also deceived him, but this precious opportunity, he couldn't help but seize it, and hurriedly shouted: "Ju, thank you for your trust, I am indeed not a liar." However, I still agree with what Shi Qiao said, for the glory of the Tuma people, you should fight for yourself and for the Tumo tribe. ”

Moved to tears, he said, "But ......"

Qin Ye waved his hand and said arrogantly: "It's nothing, the eldest husband has no wife, as long as you can be good to Aya, as long as Aya's happiness, I will be satisfied." And, as Shi Qiao said, even if you win, don't be complacent, in the future, I will marry one hundred and eighty wives and have many sons, and then let them defeat your sons and bring back the glory. ”

"Qin Gongzi, what do you want the glory of the Tumo tribe for?" Jin Sheng came up and said with a smile, he could see that this Qin Gongzi was really worthy of being the first waste and gentleman in the heavenly capital before, and this nonsense came as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What do you care I want for the glory of the Tumo tribe, can I take it and offer it?" Qin Ye snorted at all for this guy who had avoided and didn't help before, but who came over at this time.

"Hey, I'm talking about whether you can fight or not, if you don't fight me, you can go to the Great Elder of Lishan to propose it!" Seeing that the matter was about to come to fruition, Nanfeng Zeyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, poured a basin of oil on the volcano, and solved the matter as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

"Ye, I'm sorry!" shouted at Qin Ye with self-reproach, and then roared angrily into the sky, suddenly a gray-black long stick in his hand out of thin air, with a very powerful momentum, and it seemed to be taken from between heaven and earth, and he didn't see any traces and breath of refining at all.

"It's a good time!" Nanfeng Zeyu roared, feeling the sky-high battle intent coming from his body, his whole body was also excited, he was just going to shake a few moves hypocritically and then admit defeat, but after feeling the powerful momentum on his body, he suddenly changed his mind, whether it was combat power or mentality, he was obviously not weaker than Shi Qiao, such an opponent was rare, and it was unreasonable not to fight well.

Boom!

Nanfeng Zeyu collided with the gray-black long stick in his hand with the soul suppression gun, and a loud bang broke out, and a huge pit was smashed out of the center of the square by powerful fluctuations, and the dust suddenly spread up, filling the sky, and the two people also retreated at the same time.

"What kind of stick is that kid holding in his hand, he didn't get broken when he had a hard encounter with the Soul Suppression Gun, even if Nanfeng Zeyu could only exert the power of the Soul Suppression Gun, this was enough to shock people!"

Qin Ye's eyes stared at the gray-black long stick in his hand, looking very interested, according to the strength of his divine soul, although it was nothing in this Tumo Canyon, but in this square full of Tumo teenagers, it was the strongest, so to carefully observe the long stick in his hand was not a difficult thing for him at all.

The gray-black long stick in his hand had obviously not been refined, and it was still the most primitive material, but there was not the slightest metallic breath on the stick, and according to Qin Ye's insight and divine soul strength, he couldn't even see the material, which was what surprised him the most.

The battle between Ju and Nanfeng Zeyu is more dangerous and more interesting than the one between Shi Qiu and Nanfeng Zeyu, the two of them fought fiercely for an hour, and there is still no winner or loser, in the end, whether it was Nanfeng Zeyu who was defeated, as for whether it was because of the strength of the Convulsion, or because Nanfeng Zeyu deliberately let it, no one knows.

Anyway, afterwards, Qin Ye didn't have a chance to ask Nanfeng Zeyu, because this guy had already seen Feng Ling'er's anger, and he ran to please the beauty.

As soon as the battle ended, the Toumo girl Aya naturally appeared, and the estrangement between the two of them disappeared, and Lang was in love with concubines and envious of others.

As a thank you, Aya and Ju prepared sumptuous food, taking advantage of this opportunity, Qin Ye proposed to take a good look at Ju's gray-black long stick, for this request, Ju naturally had no reason to refuse, and took it out very happily.

As soon as you start the long stick, you can feel a very powerful aura in it, as if there is a natural artifact soul, but the feeling is a little blurry, as if the artifact soul is not fully formed.

And even with the gray-black long stick in his hand, Qin Ye couldn't even see the material of the long stick, which made him extremely frustrated, and he had to ask: "Huh, can you tell me the origin of this long stick?"

"It's not a secret. At this time, he also knew that Qin Ye had deceived him in order to help him, which made his heart knot completely open, and he had more good feelings for Qin Ye, and immediately said: "This is a weapon left to me by my father, and it is said to be a weapon inherited from the tribe." ”

Qin Ye asked, "Then do you know what kind of material this is?"

"Material?" he shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the Great Elder should know that he is the most knowledgeable person in the tribe. ”

Qin Ye nodded and said, "Okay, I'll ask when I meet the Great Elder." This long stick is very unusual, it seems to have a naturally generated soul in its body, but it has not been refined, so it can't exert ten percent of its power, if you agree, I can help you refine it. ”

"Really?" said Daxi, "My father also said something like this, when my father went out from the Tumo Canyon, in fact, it was to find a skilled martial artist, hoping to refine this long stick, but he failed to do so, and later married his mother instead. Ye, can you really refine this long stick?"

The Qin Dynasty once had a martial arts celestial master who had refined a lower-grade artifact, but that was more than a hundred years ago, and that martial arts celestial master was long gone.

Besides, Qin Ye didn't think that the martial arts heavenly master who was able to refine the magic of the lower grade had the ability to refine this long stick at all, because even now he could not completely refine this long stick, and he could only say that he helped the soul in this long stick to complete the condensation.

If he wants to completely refine this long stick, unless he has all the power of the five elements in his natal spiritual fire to the level of balance.