Ten breaths, the saint-level master went and returned, he looked at the still calm river, sighed, and went upstream again.

After he left, the girl finally came out, carrying the unconscious third son in her hand. With a wave of his hand, he put away the uniform on Feiyun's ride, and then left here incognito again.

Shortly after her stealth flight, she flew to the edge of the Longxi River and flew downstream along the riverbank.

Arriving at the agreed place, more than 20 people were waiting here, most of them dressed as bandits, and only one man was dressed in civilian clothes.

After coming here, the girl in military uniform lifted her invisibility, and threw the unconscious third prince at the feet of the man in civilian clothes, "People give it to you, what do I want?"

The man in civilian clothes was the gatekeeper, and the people behind him were his slaves, who played the role of bandits in the captivity.

The gatekeeper glanced at the third son, took out a jade slip, and threw it out.

The girl in military costume caught the jade slip and took a quick look, the thunder and lightning burst out from her fingertips, and the jade was simplified into powder, "The transaction is complete, goodbye." With that, the figure disappeared.

But in fact, the girl in the invisible state did not leave, she was flying high in the air, watching the gatekeeper and the gang. After watching for a while, she found that the gatekeeper did not have the intention of killing the third son, and even specially asked the two people to carry it carefully.

The gatekeeper is really a good person, and he didn't kill the lascivious third son who was thinking about his wife.

The girl in uniform shook her head, sighed, and was about to fly away when she suddenly looked at Longxijiang. There, a powerful presence is rapidly approaching, and there is no cover.

When the powerful presence was close enough, the goalkeeper walking by the river finally sensed it and immediately called his men to prepare for defense. Unfortunately, they could only see a golden light rushing towards them, and their bodies flew up uncontrollably, and when they landed on the ground, they were already seriously injured and unconscious.

And the third prince they captured was carried by a figure that emitted golden light, and at the same time, a scroll appeared, and after a comparison, the golden figure shook his head, "No, obliterate." After a burst of golden light, the unconscious third prince completely disappeared from this heaven and earth before he could resist.

After doing all this, the golden figure turned into a beam of light and headed towards the Longxi River.

At this time, above the sky, the figure of the girl in military uniform began to change, and finally returned to its original appearance, the young star. The disguised girl was also to successfully catch the third young master, and this disguise technique was learned from Concubine Ming.

After regaining his original appearance, Xingchen set out to chase after him.

After flying for three hours, the stars had crossed the 100-mile-wide Longxi River and penetrated 20,000 miles deep into the border grassland. At this time, he was flying high in the air, looking at a small stone mountain on the grassland.

The light on the golden figure had dissipated, revealing its original appearance, a young man with a cold face. He fell down on the mountain, walked up to a man, and got down on one knee.

The man was covered in purple gas, and he couldn't see clearly. There seems to be a special prohibition, and the stars can't hear anything. However, after they talked for a while, the purple qi figure suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the location of the stars, and a purple qi flew out.

Seeing this scene, Xingchen didn't think much about it, and immediately flew away. It was a pity that the purple qi had already attached to him, and a golden light followed closely behind him.

On the way away, he had been trying to find a way to expel this purple qi, but no matter what he did, the purple qi still existed. Helplessly, after escaping for a distance, Xingchen lifted his invisibility and turned around to carry the Xingyao Sword.

The golden light didn't care, it rushed directly towards the stars and fought with him.

In the battle, Xingchen has always been at a disadvantage, there is no chance to resist at all, the people in front of him, the strength and speed are above him, and it seems that he is infinitely using the stacking technique.

Stacking force is a method of superimposing one's own strength to achieve ten or even a hundred times its own strength. But in general, there is a part of the counterattack power, although the stacking force can hit several times the power, the counterattack power will also increase several times, and once it reaches its own limit, it will also be injured. This is a technique of using the power to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and ordinary cultivators rarely use this technique to fight.

And the person in front of Xingchen didn't seem to be worried about his own damage at all, and he had been attacking Xingchen with the stacking force method, and he punched him over, and the momentum was as fierce as a mountain. But fortunately, Xingchen himself is superb, dodging most of the attacks and using swordsmanship to dissolve the remaining attacks.

Seeing that the attack was useless, the golden light figure stopped, the light on his body dissipated, and with a move in his hand, the dragon spear appeared. When he saw the face, Xingchen was surprised: "Dijon, why are you?"

The figure holding the dragon spear trembled because of these words, he looked at the stars, his lips moved slightly, "I'm sorry" and then rushed suddenly.

Xingchen responded while puzzled: "I'm Xingchen, Dijon, you don't remember me." But when Di Rong heard this, in the heart meson space, two pairs of armor fused, and the golden light flashed outside, and he had already turned into a fifteen-meter giant beast warrior. After the beast warrior appeared, it began to shrink, and as the figure contracted, the momentum became stronger and stronger, and finally returned to its height of one meter seven or eight.

After completing the transformation, Di Rong's figure, who had turned into a beast warrior, flashed, came to Xingchen, raised the dragon spear, stayed for a moment, and then smashed it at Xingchen.

On Xingchen's side, he couldn't see Di Rong's movements clearly, so he only had time to raise the Xingyao Sword to block.

The dragon spear smashed down directly, touching the Xingyao Sword, and then continued to move forward, touching Xingchen's chest.

After Dijon stopped, there was already a meteor in the sky. He looked at the meteor, and there was a hint of apology on his cold face, "I'm sorry. After saying that, the apology disappeared and turned to leave.

At this time in the sky, Xingchen was already seriously injured, and after putting away the Xingyao Sword, he couldn't move anymore, and the surface of his body was densely covered with cracks, like a piece of porcelain that was about to shatter. Fortunately, the "Nine Turns of the Golden Tripod Jue" is working, and the rift is slowly dissipating.

After flying for a while, he landed on the grass, smashed a large crater, and passed out completely.

At this time, on that small stone mountain, Dijon knelt on one knee, "He is dead." ”

A voice came from the purple qi figure, "Death or not, you know best." ”

Dijon still kept his head down, "He's my friend." ”

"This is the next task. And the last task. After saying that, the purple qi figure turned around and disappeared, and a scroll fell to the ground. Dijon picked up the scroll, examined it, and then turned and walked to the bottom of the mountain.

Soon he came to two graves at the foot of the mountain and knelt down. Stroking the words on the tombstone, falling into memory.

Since he returned to the frontier grassland, he is still a cheerful teenager. After learning about one thing, after a period of madness, it became what it is today.

That incident was that his parents searched for him everywhere after he disappeared. On the way, he met a powerful saint-level blood clan, and both of them died. Because of the tradition of the werewolf clan, where to die, where to be buried. So the graves of his parents are in this small rocky mountain.

He wanted revenge, but he was just an Innate Realm cultivator. As for his grandfather, he also went to the Blood Sea Country to look for that blood clan, but unfortunately he was beaten back by the bat dragon.

If he has revenge, he can't take revenge, so he secretly swore that he would cultivate hard, and from then on settle on this small stone mountain and cultivate all day long. More than twenty days ago, when he was worshipping his parents, the purple figure appeared beside him and subdued him with a slight wave. Originally, when he thought he was about to die, the purple figure stretched out his hands, holding a scroll in his left hand and a purple seed in his right hand, "Take the scroll, complete the seven tasks, and I will capture your enemy and hand it over to you to dispose of." Accept this heart demon tree seed, absorb the cultivation and life of others, and you can become a demigod in a short period of time, and you will take revenge yourself. ”

Eventually, after some consideration, Dijon chose the scroll. He is not a fool, although he has gained strength through the Heart Demon Tree Seed, he will definitely lose his freedom.

After that, every time he completed a task, when he returned, the purple qi figure would appear and give him a new scroll.

Recently, he received another task, which was to capture the eldest prince of Jinbo City, and the intelligence showed that there was a prince hunting in the grassland on the other side of the Longxi River. He went, only to find that it was not the target. According to the agreement, if it is not the target, it will be directly erased.

After he returned, the first words of the purple qi figure were, "Dijon, there is a tail behind you." ”

Hearing this, Dijon replied, "Oh!"

The purple qi figure said casually: "The sixth task, get rid of that tail." ”

Dijon still kept his head down, "Where?"

The purple figure raised its finger to the sky, and a trace of purple qi flew out of its body and attached to the hidden tail.

Dijon quickly got up and followed. Later, when he discovers that it is his former friend Xingchen during the battle, he decides to send Xingchen flying instead of killing it.

After that, he felt strange and glad that although the purple figure knew that he hadn't killed Xingchen, he didn't say anything and still let him carry out the last mission.

Ending his memories, Dijon got up and flew away.

Two days later, in a dome tent on the edge of a werewolf tribe, the unconscious star finally woke up, slowly got up, and looked at the unfamiliar decorations around him. Everything indicates that he was saved by the werewolves.

The yurt he was in was called the felt tent, and it belonged to the "house" of the werewolf clan. The tent can be dismantled in a short time, taken away and rebuilt elsewhere.

Xingchen, who was familiar with the situation in the tent, took out a large pill, swallowed it in his stomach and began to sit and refine. In a short time, he had recovered to his peak state, and then he got up and walked to the exit, but before he had taken two steps, a small figure ran in happily, just in the arms of Xingchen, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Just as the little figure was about to say something, two more small figures broke in.

The three small figures were all six or seven years old boys, and they looked exactly the same.

Behind them was a woman dressed in animal skins, who saw the stars and rejoiced, saying, "You have awakened at last." It was my three children who dragged you back. ”

Xingchen arched his hand and said, "Thank you, eldest sister, and the three children for saving their lives." The stars don't know what to do?"

The woman smiled, "It's nothing, the grassland conditions are difficult, and anyone can be killed." By the way, your name is Xing?"

Xingchen hurriedly explained, "The stars of the sea of stars. ”

The woman was still enthusiastic, "Brother Xingchen, your body should not have recovered, lie back quickly." ”

When the three children heard this, they hurriedly held Xingchen and pushed Xingchen to the bed, "Big brother, rest quickly." ”

Xingchen didn't refuse, and after sitting down, he asked, "Dare to ask what kind of place this is?"

The woman took a cup of goat's milk and put it in Xingchen's hand before saying, "This is the Wind-Chasing Tribe. ”

The Windchaser Tribe had never heard of it, and it should be a very small werewolf tribe. Because it is estimated that this woman has never left here for the rest of her life, Xingchen did not ask much.

The woman said a few more words to the stars, and then went out of the felt tent and went to prepare supper, leaving the three children to speak with the stars.

"Big brother, did you fall from the sky? There's a big pit in the ground. ”

"Sort of!"

"For there are people living in heaven. ”

... ...

Soon in the middle of the night, Xingchen walked out of the felt tent and came to the fence courtyard, looked at the starry sky, and began to determine his position. At that moment, he heard a chatter,

"Dad, have you got all the spirit stones?"

After a moment of silence, a male voice rang out, "No, we have to send the children out this time." ”

Then there was the female crying, which was very quiet, but the stars could hear it clearly.

Spirit stones, as well as sending children, reminded Xingchen of a tradition. In the werewolf tribe, there is a tax for the low-level werewolf tribe, called the soldier tax. Depending on the tribe, the cost ranges from ten medium-grade spirit stones to one hundred.

When a child's parents pay the military tax, the child can grow up at home. If not, the child must be surrendered, entered the barracks, and trained to become a qualified tribal soldier. The training was brutal, with an average of 10 children, only 3 surviving. So even though everyone knew that someone had to be a soldier, no one really wanted to send their children away.

Hearing this, Xingchen sighed, took out a cloth bag, and placed three high-grade spirit stones in it. It's just that when he just put the cloth bag in the felt tent where he was staying, he took it back and quickly replaced it with a large bag of medium-grade spirit stones, totaling more than six hundred, and put it on the small table next to him, and wrote down a note casually and put it in the cloth bag.

When you're done with all this, turn around and leave.