"Ah Hu, our barbarian men stand up to the sky, fearless of life and death, it is a kind of honor to be able to die on the battlefield, the best words of your father let me tell you to be his proudest warrior, never cry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Uncle Lone Wolf's voice echoed in Xue Hu's heart for a long time, and Xue Hu, whose eyes were red, endured the pain in his heart, and took a broken knife handed over by Uncle Lone Wolf with trembling hands. Xue Hu held it tightly.

"Abba, no matter what, I will definitely be the strongest warrior in this world, and I will be your pride"

The knife used by Abba over there was unusually heavy and weak, but Xue Hu, who was described as withered, didn't care about this, he tried his best to lift Abba's knife, even if he was dizzy from detachment, he still didn't care

"Abba, I want to become stronger, no matter what difficulties I have, I will be slashed with one sword" Xue Hu's mind was silent.

Seeing Ah Hu's thin but stubborn appearance, the lone wolf was full of heartache.

"Okay, child, your illness is not cured yet, and forcing force like this will only deplete your qi and blood.

Listen to your uncle, rest well, Uncle will definitely get you the qualification for the holy blood baptism that your father fought for you, and then you will not only be cured, but you will also become the most talented warrior in the entire tribe. Because your father is the bloodline of the Central Plains Wei Guogong who was exiled abroad! He was born to be the greatest warrior!"

Hearing Uncle Lone Wolf's words, he slowly relaxed the knife in his hand, and at this moment he knew that closing his fist was for a better attack next time.

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In the evening, a few days after the return of the tribal warriors, the high priest of the Fengqiu tribe convened a council of elders in the stone house of the meeting.

"What Great Elder, our clansmen have worked hard to participate in the battle of the Vine Armor Barbarians this time, and only then have we obtained five drops of precious demon blood as a baptism for our young clansmen, how can we let a person like Xue Hu who is inferior and can't even enjoy this precious honor as a normal barbarian warrior. ”

One of the people in the room, dressed in a gorgeous animal skin, with two whiskers on his chin, looked extremely comical as he spoke excitedly, and was the only one in the tribe who was the high priest.

When the other elders heard this, they also said yes.

The lone wolf is as strong as fire by nature, and when he heard someone insulting his brother's son like this, he was furious, "Old horseman, if it weren't for Ah Long's delay, you would still have the life of a dog to come back alive, besides, Brother Xue Yinglong has made a great contribution to the tribe this time, he has died in battle,

How can it not be that his descendants should enjoy the honor of the Holy Blood? Before the battle, the Council of Elders had already said that those who had distinguished themselves in the war could enjoy this honor, but as soon as Ah Hu died, you would come out of Erfar, straight mother thief, you really, really, do you want to beg for a fight?"

Seeing this scene, the second elder was no more than seven feet tall, thin and weak, how dare he resist, hurriedly hugged his head and shrank his neck, and hid in the high priest's life

"You bastard, so boring, I'm also an elder, you are so disrespectful, besides, my original intention was also to consider our tribe, demon beasts are not easy to hunt, and there are even fewer demon beasts that can condense blood crystals, how can you leave this kind of thing to such a useless person, not to mention that he Xue Yinglong is basically a person from our tribe"

"Woo, Great Elder, you have to make the decision for me, we Barbarian Domain Tribes dare to treat the elder like this, he is a lone wolf, he dares to treat me like this, other elders and the Great Elder, you can't guarantee that you will be like this that day, Woo, Great Elder, you have to make the decision for me"

It turns out that the barbarian tribes are not brave warriors in the highest position, because the environment of the southwest barbarian region is harsh, the tribal people suffer from diseases, and there are fierce ghosts and beasts, good charmers and spirits, although the barbarian fighters are not afraid, but there is no solution to the people who are ecstasy.

The elder priest is proficient in spiritual arts, good at using runes, and has the magical power of driving away gods and slaying demons, so he is quite popular with the people, and most of the barbarian domains are respected by the elders except for a few tribes.

When the other elders around heard this, they all nodded in support.

Seeing that these elders didn't think about Xue Yinglong's grace to fight against the enemy's cover alone, the lone wolf felt even more angry, but he was clumsy and clumsy, unable to explain, so he could only speak

"Hmph, what are you talking about for the sake of the clan, if you want to say that the second elder of the talent, what is the qualification of your precious son who faints at the sight of blood, and Ah Hu's father is the tiger of our tribe, and he will definitely become the most powerful warrior?"

The second elder snorted disappreciatively, "Haha, just that sick man, I have watched him grow up since I was a child, no matter how poor my son is, he still has the strength of the middle stage of a barbarian, that Xue Hu, hehe, you can't pick your shoulders, you can't lift your hands, and you're not as good as an ordinary person, isn't this a waste of this precious demon blood?"

When the lone wolf heard that the second elder was so slanderous, he was even more furious, and wanted to rush towards the second elder, where could the surrounding elders be able to hold it. At this time, the voice of the elder in simple clothes came

"Lone wolf, you are the number one general of our Fengqiu tribe, how can you be so rude and reckless, don't you even take me seriously. ”

Although Ugo has always done his own thing, he has always respected the great elder of the tribe, who enjoys high prestige, and he does not dare to be presumptuous at the moment.

"Great Elder, it's a lone wolf who is reckless. ”

The emaciated, blue-eyed and childish Great Elder did not speak, but looked around and said slowly.

"Our Fengqiu tribe is weak in this southwest barbarian region, and it is not worth mentioning with the vine armor, evil dragons and other barbarians, and it can still be inherited for a hundred years, what does it depend on, it is the strength of our people, and now you are fighting in the same room, it really chills me. In this case, sooner or later, our Fengqiu Department will be destroyed, do you want to become sinners of Fengqiu?"

"In any case, Xue Yinglong is our death for our tribe, he will always be the tiger of our tribe, although the child Ah Hu is affected by congenital diseases, but he has the will to fight that does not belong to his father, I believe that after the transformation of the body by the Holy Blood Ritual, Archer will definitely be able to grow into another tiger of our tribe. “

Hearing this, the second elder couldn't help but be ashamed and annoyed, and retorted: "

Great Elder, this time we only have five drops of the superior beast blood, this kind of resources are so scarce, so many talented young warriors in the clan can't get this kind of opportunity, but they give this opportunity to such useless people, Great Elder, although you are highly respected, the terrible tribe is also unconvincing, which is not conducive to the unity of the tribe. “

The second elder usually liked to mingle, and his words were also spoken by the other elders at this time

"Great Elder, what the Second Elder said is indeed reasonable, and I ask the Great Elder to think twice for the sake of our Fengqiu Tribe."

Seeing that there is a place in the tent, you come and go, and the swords are tense.

Rao is Great Elder Lian Da Cheng Great Elder couldn't help frowning.

"Hmph, you old horsemen, if it weren't for my Ying Long brothers' desperate fight for these demon blood, your children would be terrible and would not even be qualified to participate in the Holy Blood Ceremony, but now they are ungrateful, what is the difference between you and the white-eyed wolf that the Great Cadre said. Seeing that this group of elders was so shameless and unjust, the lone wolf still couldn't hold back his patience and retorted sharply.

"Okay, I once promised Xue Yinglong that if he had great merit, he would make an exception for his son to cast the Holy Blood. In January, I will perform the Holy Blood Forging Ceremony for Xue Hu and the other four young warriors of the tribe, so you don't have to say anything. “

At this moment, the Great Elder, who has always been kind and kind-hearted, actually made a thunderous color, and everyone listened to it, and they didn't dare to say much

The lone wolf was overjoyed when he heard this, and said in his heart, "Ah Hu will finally be saved, Brother Yinglong, you can finally blind your eyes in the spirit of the sky, with me, Ah Hu will definitely become a warrior like you."

The Great Elder is the respect of the clan, and the Second Elder didn't dare to say much at this time, but his face was gloomy

"Great Elder, since you say so, we don't dare to say much, but the warriors who have gone through the Holy Blood Ritual in the clan have always proved their bravery and deserve this honor through the Warrior Ceremony, this is the rule of the old ancestor, I don't think the Great Elder will not abide by it. “

The lone wolf, who was still happy, was like being poured a basin of cold water at this time, because the lone wolf knew the difficulty of passing the Holy Blood Ceremony.

Each tribe in the Southwest Barbarian Domain has its own Holy Blood Ritual, and each one who can be selected as a Holy Blood Cast is the most talented young barbarian warrior.

For the barbarians who advocate the survival of the fittest, all the selected barbarian boys must prove that they are the most gifted barbarian warriors blessed by the barbarian gods through a warrior ceremony called "hunting", which has become a recognized custom of the barbarians.

And the targets of their hunt are those brutes who are far stronger than them, and in this hunt they must defeat the strong with the weak, and they must not carry any divine weapons.

However, the brute beast is fierce and powerful, and when the weapon strength is not superior, even the most outstanding barbarian boy will pass it. Countless young talents have been reduced to the mouths of demon beasts.

"Ah Hu was born frail and sickly, and if he participated in such a dangerous warrior ceremony, he would just give his life in vain. This old thief knows that Ah Hu is suffering from a stubborn disease, but he still wants to be like this, it is really hateful. No, no, I must not let Ah Hu get into danger," the lone wolf pondered for a moment, just as he was about to speak.

This is the Great Elder, but he has already spoken: "Yes, barbarian hunting is a ritual that we have inherited for a long time, and Ah Hu, as a barbarian man, if he is selected as a warrior of the Holy Blood Casting Body, he naturally cannot be absent from this ceremony."

However, if Ah Hu is unwilling to participate in this barbarian hunt, then the old man will also do his best to cultivate his whole body to cure his illness, but naturally he is not qualified to participate in this holy blood casting ceremony.

How to choose, it's up to him. “

Then the Great Elder, who had always been in good spirits, waved tiredly and motioned for everyone to retreat, the lone wolf was not much to say at this time, and the Second Elder retreated with a smug face.

It turned out that although the Great Elder was the supreme of the family, it was not easy for him to go his own way in this kind of custom that everyone recognized.

The Great Elder, who had been sitting in the tiger skin chair for a long time, opened his lips slightly

"Ah Hu, you will be another tiger of my barbarian, I hope your choice will not disappoint me. “