Appreciating the beautiful back of Xia Han Dona in a hurry, Liu Ying stretched happily, turned around and took two steps to find a sunny stone and collapsed comfortably, squinting at the rays of sunlight penetrating through the forest leaves, and sighed with satisfaction, alas, it is good to be alive.

Long Lan, who was about to go over to help, took a step and stopped, thought about it, and suddenly turned her head and walked towards Liu Ying. I don't know what mechanism he activated, but I saw that the armor wrapped around his thighs folded and blurred for a while, and finally retracted to his left hand like mercury, leaving a metal arm guard wrapped around his forearm and a half-fingered glove, revealing half of his red and black straight uniform.

"Cool!" Liu Ying calmly admired the mechanical King Kong transformation performance, and his eyes like a work of art drifted to the arm guard, which I don't know if it was high-tech or high-magic, in fact, my saliva was about to flow out.

You look at people's hideous dragon head swallowing shape, look at people's texture, look at people's luster, look at people's lines, and look at people's coolness of changing shields and armor. Look at the arm crossbow that only has his right arm left, aggrieved and inferior, lonely and rugged. I felt helpless for a while, "Old ghost, are you too bad or our earth is too primitive?"

Long Lan walked slowly to Liu Ying's side, looked around and hesitated, seeing that she really couldn't find anything to sit on, and couldn't learn Liu Ying's hooligan statue, she simply stood next to Liu Ying one step away.

With a twist of his wrist, he took out a delicate small blue pot out of nowhere, raised his head and left his mouth, and a trickle and fragrant turquoise water line flowed down the pot and straight into his mouth. After swallowing a few sips, Long Lan smiled slightly, and as soon as she let go, the wine jug fell diagonally towards the willow shadow.

Raising his hand to take the wine jug, Liu Ying directly approached the mouth of the pot and drank it with a headache, a few big gulps, the cheeks were fragrant, the bottom of the tongue was vibrant, a cold cold into the abdomen turned to the flames surged, instantly diverging to the limbs and veins, Liu Ying couldn't help but feel excited, and blurted out: "Good wine!"

Long Lan, who inherited the elegant aristocracy, said to herself: "This is the 'Blue Blood Danxi', which is made with dragon blood combined with more than 100 kinds of medicinal herbs, which is refined by the alchemy master at home for a year, and has some effects in relieving fatigue, dispelling poison, strengthening the body, and consolidating the source."

After a pause, he didn't hear Liu Ying's interface, Long Lan looked down suspiciously, and almost didn't bite his tongue. I saw Liu Ying clasping his hands on his chest, looking around and nodding frequently, but the wine jug was gone.

Long Lan smiled bitterly: "Brother Liu, why bother?"

"What? You go on, I'm listening!" Willow Shadow continued to pretend to be dumbfounded.

Seeing that Liu Ying was determined to rely on Laipi, the second generation of Gui, who had never experienced such a battle at all, hesitated for a moment, and then simply said: "You and I are both holy warriors, it is rare for Brother Liu to be the same, and the 'Blue Blood Danxi' will be given to Brother Liu." ”

Liu Ying, who had ulterior motives, smiled dumbly, not ready to bully this very personable noble kid again, but heard Long Lan continue to take care of herself: "The space pot made of the stomach pouch bones of the Pichu beast is of no great use except for holding water, but the thousand-pound 'Blue Blood Danxi' Brother Liu in the pot should remember to drink it slowly, and it is best not to drink more than one catty a day at the beginning, so that the dragon blood and pill ingredients in its wine can be absorbed slowly." ”

"What?, there's 1,000 catties in here!!" Liu Ying, who had just taken out the wine jug from the hidden box of the arm crossbow, couldn't help but exclaim, stood up and stared at Long Landao in a daze, "The place you came from shouldn't be called Lingxiao Treasure Palace, right?!"

The atmosphere of the two-person room standing next to the stone again was much more harmonious, Long Lan simply broke the jar and broke it, and took out a small red pot, the wine in it was bright red as blood, the entrance was hot and the lower abdomen was cool, the two wines contrasted with each other, and the alternation of ice and fire had a unique flavor.

When Mouwu led the team back to the camp, he saw this scene:

In the sparse jungle, the sun is like a beam, and the light and darkness are blended;

A tall and masculine, handsome and sturdy aristocratic young master, and a ragged and blood-shirted, lazy and ordinary man leaned against the boulder and whispered in a low voice.

At first glance, it looks like a prince and a beggar, but it inexplicably gives people a sense of confrontation between gods and demons.

While the two of them were drinking, they were chatting with each other, and neither of them looked at them. But Mu Wu felt cold all over his body for no reason, as if a cool breeze passed through his body, and everything about himself was clearly and clearly.

Muwu will never forget this scene for many years, and it is a scene that is deeply imprinted in his soul like a knife and axe, making him proud and deeply touched.

Mu Wu strode to five steps in front of the two of them and stood still, knelt down without hesitation, and saluted loudly with his hands: "Mu Wu of the Yika clan greets the 'divine envoy', Ji Wo Wa blesses, the pious prayer of my Yika clan finally ushered in the divine envoy, our clan, hopeful!"

Mu Wu's unforeseen bowing and words startled the crowd behind him, some did not hesitate to follow the bow, some suddenly realized and slowed down, one turned away alone, and one was unwilling to squat behind to touch the fish, yes, it's you, looking at Han Dona, who was secretly squatting on the ground and pulling weeds while reading in pieces, Liu Ying almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of wine.

Long Lan, who was obviously familiar with religion, stepped forward with an arrow, helped Mu Wu and replied in a deep voice: "Mu Wu, please get up, you and I are God's people, and we will be called by God, and we will definitely ......."

Liu Ying flicked his legs up, too lazy to listen to the routine language of these three-board axes, and turned around for half a circle, paced out towards the periphery of the circle, and slowly walked to the corner and squatted down. Feeling the oncoming breeze, looking at the other sky above his head that does not belong to the earth, he took a sip of wine and said:

"There are no gods in my world, at least for thousands of years as far as I know, and I have never seen a god with my own eyes. ”

"So, when my loved ones were killed to save me, I chose to avenge myself instead of praying to the gods to appear. ”

Handing the flask to the person sitting next to him, Liu Ying continued to recall, "I tracked it for two years, spent countless efforts, risked death, and finally cut off the enemy's head with my own hands, and then, happily jumped off the cliff in the encirclement of the enemy's anger. ”

Liu Ying smiled and recalled the joy of jumping off the cliff. "However, I jumped off the cliff and didn't die, but I came here inexplicably. When I was a child, I read some old-fashioned comics and novels, which have a lot of plots of jumping off a cliff and not dying and then encountering adventures, but I didn't expect that I actually encountered it. So, I'm a protagonist?"

After a pause, Liu Ying smiled dumbly and continued, "No one, no god, stood up and told me what was going on, but, no matter who it was, I owe that 'man' a life!"

Liu Ying slowly got up and turned her head to look at this thin young man who was so stubborn that he refused to kneel down and left alone, a young man with hatred and confusion in his eyes:

"Since that 'man' sent me here, to your camp, then I will do what I have to do as best I can, even if it is still alive. ”

Touching the young man's head, Liu Ying said softly, "But I'm not a divine envoy, so you don't have to kneel to me." ”

“...... My Jiwo Wa Star is originally a planet with many races and scarce resources, with frequent disasters and monsters. The ancestors of each tribe not only had to fight against wild beasts and natural disasters, but also had to face the continuous war of plundering each other, and it was extremely difficult to survive.

"One day, God could not bear to see us killing each other, being poor and savage, so he showed miracles to open up the wilderness, open up the wisdom of the people, and give technology. Since then, we have learned to unite under God's guidance, built cities, and organized councils to serve our God as God's servants. ”

"After all kinds of contradictions and explorations, the council finally found an optimal system, we will vote for 12 Shang clans every 30 years, and then each of the 12 Shang clans will send 100 warriors to participate in the 'War of the Gods', and the top three who will win in the 'War of the Gods', plus the current royal family will form a new four war god clans. ”

"The four tribes are eligible to enter the 'God's Domain' to participate in the final trial, and the gods will select the current royal family. The royal family will be eligible to reside in the 'City of Miracles' and rule over the planet of Jiwo Wa on behalf of the gods. ”

Muwu's low and solemn voice sounded slowly in the night sky, and as the crackling of the torches dispersed, the four young men accompanying the campfire, Handona, Morna, Chavinlai, and Chavinbin, were obviously not the first to hear it, but they were still very attentive and serious, without a trace of whispering, looking left and right.

"Since then, we, the people of Jiwo Wa, have finally begun to live a stable life, under the leadership of generations of royal families, the planet has expanded, the material has become more and more abundant, and the people have become more and more prosperous. ”

"I heard from the old people in the clan that every time the gods are in a war, the gods will send a group of divine envoys to watch the battle, and they will either directly participate in the competition, or help a certain tribe become strong, or even, directly create a new royal family!"

Mu Wu turned his head to look at the open space where two tents had mysteriously appeared and disappeared mysteriously, and then turned his head and humbly saluted Long Lan and Liu Ying.

"Fifteen years ago, I led the warriors of the Yika clan to participate in the War of the Gods, and I had the privilege of seeing the miraculous methods and powerful power of the Divine Envoys in the 'Siege Warfare', 'Hunting Warfare', and 'Ring Warfare'. ”

"Ah~!" the three young men shouted in surprise and glanced at each other, this secret was the first time that even Mo Naphthalene, who was a first-class physician in the clan, and the Cha brothers, who were known as the "Double Ring Snake", had heard of it.

Long Lan and Liu Ying also turned their heads and stared at the tent where they had been—it was now blank, and there was not even a trace of the grass being crushed, and the two of them looked at each other and fell into deep thought.

Mu Wu also seemed to fall into some kind of memory, and after a long silence, he continued in a deeper voice: "In the war of the gods that year, there was a special situation......