Haha, why should Annu bother with any more efforts, my Tianluo cover is a strange treasure trained by my master, specializing in defiling weapons magic weapons, since your Lingquan Divine Spear is trapped by my Tianluo Cover, don't think about getting it back, this time we have already investigated and made it clear that most of your life kung fu is on this Lingquan Divine Spear, and now your divine spear is trapped by my Tianluo Cover, you are now a toothless tiger, and you are not yet captured. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "The short weirdo couldn't help shaking when he saw the black spear of Ying Annu, but he still couldn't escape, don't smile proudly.

He had already tried the power of Luo Cover countless times on people this day, and under his spell, no matter how powerful the weapon magic weapon was, it would not escape its filthy power.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous that you can trap my Lingquan Divine Spear with just this small trick. Seeing that the weapon in his hand was trapped, Ying Annu's face was not worried, and his calm appearance made the short weirdo feel hatred in his heart.

"Hmph, Ying Annu, you can only use your tongue in vain now. As soon as the short strange man finished speaking, his fingers suddenly pointed to the air, and the power of the divine soul was agitated, and the Tianluo cover covered with runes seemed to have been induced by something, and suddenly the rune was white and light, and the energy of the Luo cover seemed to increase greatly, only to see that under the white light, there was a mournful roar inside the black gun body, and the black spear trapped in the cover "Boom" sounded, and the Lingquan Divine Spear, which had struggled violently before, was suppressed by the white light, and the range of struggle became smaller and smaller.

"Damn. Seeing such a situation, Ying Anu couldn't help but be a little moved. His spiritual spring spear was transformed by an evil dragon, and this mournful roar was a manifestation of the damage to his divine soul

As the sun sets, the tribesmen in simple furs look deep into the distance.

It seemed that not far ahead of them was their hope.

"Brother Hu, I heard the high priest grandfather say, today is the day when the warriors of our tribe return, they have fought a lot of victories in front, we must have a lot of food this winter, warm clothes, hehe." A childish barbarian child was excitedly speaking to the silent boy next to him in his immature and crisp voice.

The boy didn't answer, but his eyes were still looking into the distance, and his fingers were clenched tightly.

The sunset's eyes shone softly on the young man's body, and the sunlight stretched his figure long.

Xue Hu, who was only fourteen years old, wore a tall but more than eight feet tall on his waist, and he was tall and tall, and he stood out from the crowd.

But his body was very thin and pale, and he seemed to be seriously ill.

"Abba, you must come back safely, I don't want you to risk it for me, and I can only be here and do nothing. As long as you can come back, it doesn't matter to me even if this illness accompanies me for the rest of my life." For a long time, Xue Hu clasped his nervous hands tightly in front of his chest, as if praying to the barbarian god to bring good luck to his father.

The sun was about to set, but there was still no trace of the warriors who said they were going to return, and just when the people who were waiting were anxious, there was a roar of the tribal warrior black green bull "moo, moo" in the distance, and the usual harsh sound was particularly beautiful at this moment.

Sure enough, sparse black dots appeared in the distance.

"Shout out, people, our warriors have returned victoriously"

With the deep voice of the high-priest elder, who had the greatest prestige, all the tribesmen could not hide their joy. "Whoa" all the clansmen sang and danced, and at this moment, they knew that they had returned victoriously.

As the distance closes, the black dots slowly turn into familiar sounds.

Xue Hu was desperate to find Abba's figure in the crowd.

At a glance, he saw the majestic body of Uncle Ugo, the first warrior of the tribe, who was nearly a foot tall, but just as he was happy, he suddenly found that Abba Market, who was previously a lieutenant, accompanied Uncle Ugo, but this time he did not see his father.

As the team approached, the faces of the warriors of each tribe could be seen very clearly, but there was no shadow of Aba in front or behind!

An ominous premonition suddenly surged in Xue Hu's heart.

He suddenly remembered the scene when his father was leaving

"Ah Hu, obedient, your Abba is one of the best warriors in the clan, are you still worried about what danger Abba will encounter, Abba is not omnipotent in his heart?"

"Ah Hu, the elders of your sick clan have already said that they can't delay any longer, otherwise you will have to worry about your life, and I must help you obtain the qualification for the Holy Blood Baptism. ”

Xue Hu knew that the holy blood in the clan was the blood of the essence of the high-level demon beast that had been refined through secret methods, and under the sacrifice of the high priest's spiritual art, he had completed a complete baptism of rebirth for the genius body of the clan.

The people of the barbarian race advocate fighting, and their worship of the body has reached the level of almost obsession, but the people of the barbarian race do not have as many combat techniques as the Central Plains race.

Therefore, this kind of demon beast blood, which can change the body, has become the most important strategic resource in the clan.

Of course, this kind of resource is generally used on the most talented kind of people in the clan, Xue Hu is seriously ill and skinny, this kind of inferior physique is naturally not a genius, and even an ordinary warrior of the barbarian tribe is not as good.

Originally, this great opportunity naturally could not be his turn, but because of the barbarian region in the southwest, there were many barbarians, and the various tribes not only competed with each other, but also had to deal with the conquest of the Daqian Dynasty.

Therefore, in order to boost morale, for a barbarian warrior who has made great achievements, even if his descendants do not have outstanding talents, the tribe will baptize his descendants with holy blood to encourage them.

On the day of parting, Xue Hu clearly remembered that no matter how hard he tried to persuade him, Abba, who had been injured on the last battlefield, was so resolute

"Ah Hu, you have to remember that our barbarian warriors can fight for their dearest, that is a great honor, if even your life Abba can't save it, then what's the point of Abba's life, I not only want to cure your illness, but also make you the most powerful warrior in the entire barbarian domain. ”

Abba's farewell words as he stroked his cheek seemed to be still in his ears.

"No, no, Abba, you'll be fine!" Xue Hu forcibly suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart, and rushed towards Uncle Ugo, who had lost his mother since birth, and could no longer bear the departure of another person closest to him.

Xue Hu, who ran to Ugo's side in a sweat, grabbed the horns of Ugo's animal skin clothes tightly with one hand.

"Uncle Ugo, I, I, my Abba didn't come back with you, is he still in the rear" Seeing Ugo, Xue Hu was so excited that he didn't realize that he was expecting Ai Ai.

At this time, Xue Hu was looking forward to it, and there was a longing in his eyes to see Abba return smoothly.

Ugo is too tall, and he is extremely coercive when he is naked, but he is usually an iron-like tough guy, but his eyes are red at this time, looking at the thin body of his brother's only child in front of him, and the expectant eyes, his heart is like a pinprick. The child was born without a mother, and now he has lost his only mother.

Ugo didn't speak, he slowly leaned down, gently took Xue Hu into his arms, and said in a thick voice

"Ah Hu, your Abba is our barbarian hero, you have to be as strong as him, I don't dare to say anything next, you have to show the spirit of a barbarian man~~"

Hearing Uncle Ugo's words, Xue Hu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and he knew that it seemed that at this moment, something most important in his heart had been lost.

From Ugo's eyes, Xue Hu read a lot of information, Abba, Abba, who has been dependent on each other since childhood, and the big tree that has sheltered himself from the wind and rain since he was a child, it seems that he will never appear again.

Shangman, the vine armor department, the barbarian king's vulture camp tent

The camp tent is brightly lit, staggered, the tent is divided into two columns on the left and right, and most of the people sitting under the tent are the barbarians with fierce faces and tigers' backs, or wearing brute fur and animal clothes, or shirtless.

In the tent, a group of barbarian girls of twenty-eight years old are performing a unique barbarian dance, with fluttering clothes and exquisite femininity. The tent was filled with a joyful scene of drums and music.

The banquet is in full swing

"My sons, did you have a good fight?"

A rough voice resounded throughout the banquet, and when I followed the sound, I saw that the first two ribs were full of armor, and the neck was hung with a strange skull

The majestic red-haired man with a long body sat as the chairman, and the thing he ate at the dinner table turned out to be a thick black python with a bowl mouth, which was very terrifying.

"The king's move is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger, and it is really a second to kill people with a knife, not only defeating the hateful Daqian border army without effort, but also using the Daqian army to consume those low-level disobedient barbarians"

This time, the prestige of our vine armor barbarians will definitely resound in the southwestern regions," the barbarian general on the side flattered.

The barbarian king who listened to the flattering words of his subordinates at the table was also full of wisdom.

I couldn't help but ask a black-clothed scribe below

"My vulture is a big old man, there are not so many twists and turns, I think that although my vine armor barbarian tribes are heroic, but they are not as cunning and abnormal as the Central Plains people, always lose more and win less, but with the help of Mr. Zide,

This time, I didn't expect them to be able to do anything, I never thought that Mr. would be able to hide them in the dark, and use them as bait to attract the big cadres, and watch the tiger fight in the mountains, and my rattan armor warriors returned with great victory without much effort.

These low-level barbarians were able to reap miraculous results, and finally realized their humble value.

The talent of the gentleman really makes this king really admire, I would like to worship the gentleman as a military advisor, I don't know what the gentleman thinks?"

When the black-clothed scribe heard this, he hurriedly got up, looking terrified, "My subordinates are originally a down-and-out scholar of the Great Qian, and it is really a blessing for three lives to be able to get the weight of the king, how dare you not do your best to repay the favor of the king." ”

Hearing this, the barbarian king Wu Gu laughed unconsciously, "This king has a military division, just like the Central Plains people say, like a tiger with wings, when I will dominate the southwest, the military division will also be the number one hero of our Tengjia country." ”

"However, the king, this time we used the Qi Department as a bait to consume the strength of the Great Cadre Army, and our army has gained a lot, and we have achieved our pre-set goal.

What's even more fortunate is that Xue Che among their two barbarian generals was actually damaged, then Xue Che is really a fierce general, in the case of being outnumbered and trapped, he actually fought against the sixteen members of the Great Cadre Border Army, if we can help in time, maybe we will not die in battle. The black-clothed scribe lamented.

When the barbarian king heard this, he didn't care

"No matter how strong it is, it's just an inferior barbarian, think that I am a barbarian in ancient times, across the barbarian domain, how can these ignorant lower clans look up to, if it weren't for the great cadre army pressing the realm, the doppelganger lacks skills, I would have been wiped out a long time ago, this group of ants is really stupid to fight with the big cadres, and actually think that we will avoid them. We don't talk about loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness. “

"What the king said is very true, but although the strength of the Qi tribe has been greatly damaged, but these powerful people like Ugo are still there, and their strength still exists, for the sake of our tribe to unify the surrounding tribes, and for the fearless damage of the tribal warriors, I suggest that they be given holy blood as usual, so as to temporarily stabilize the hearts of those elders in the Qi Dynasty," The black-clothed scribe nodded.

"Oh, you've got a plan to wipe them out," the vulture smirked.

Lu Huan didn't say a word, but whispered a few words in the barbarian king's ear, and the barbarian king's vulture's expression was unexpectedly happy~~~