Wind Demon on the Sealed Hill Tribe

The sun set, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, the Fengqiu tribesmen dressed in simple furs looked deeply into the distance. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

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 light of the setting sun shone softly on the young man's body, and the sunlight stretched his figure long.

Xue Hu, who is only fourteen years old, is already more than eight feet tall, and he is tall and tall, and he looks particularly outstanding in 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 go down, 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 tribe's warrior mount "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. The people sang and danced, and at this moment, they knew that their warriors had returned victoriously.

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

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

At a glance, he saw the majestic body of Uncle Lone Wolf, the first warrior of the tribe, who was nearly a foot tall, but just as he was happy, he suddenly found that Abba, who used to be a lieutenant and often accompanied Uncle Ugo, did not see him this time.

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 your 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 essence of the blood that had been refined by the secret method of high-level demon beasts, and under the sacrifice of the high priest's spiritual art, he had completed a complete baptism of rebirth on the body of the genius in the clan.

The barbarian people advocate fighting, and their worship of the body has reached the level of almost obsession, but they do not have as many combat techniques as the Great Qian Kingdom.

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 would definitely not be his turn, but because of the barbarian tribes in the barbarian domain, not only did the various tribes constantly compete with each other, but they also had to deal with the conquest of the Great Qian 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 Lone Wolf, who had already lost his mother at birth, and could no longer bear the departure of another person closest to him.

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

"Uncle Lone Wolf, I, I, my Abba didn't come back with you, is he still in the rear" Seeing the lone wolf, Xue Hu was so excited for a while that he didn't realize that he was expecting Ai Ai to get up.

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

The lone wolf 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, the expectant eyes, his heart is like a pinprick. The child was born without a mother, and now he has lost his only mother.

The lone wolf didn't speak, he slowly leaned down, gently took Xue Hu into his arms, and said with a thick voice

"Ah Hu, your father is the hero of our Fengqiu barbarian department, you also have to be as strong as him, no matter what I say next, you have to show the spirit of a barbarian man~~"

Hearing Uncle Lone Wolf'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 the eyes of the lone wolf, 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.

On the barbarian, the vine armor department, the barbarian lord called for the 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 trick is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger, and it is really a second to kill people with a knife, not only defeated the Great Cadre Army effortlessly, but also consumed those low-level disobedient barbarians with the help of the Great Cadre Army."

This time, the prestige of our vine armor barbarians will definitely resound in all the barbarian 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 ambition.

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

"I'm called a big boss, there are not so many twists and turns, I think that although my vine armor barbarian department is heroic, but it is not as cunning and abnormal as the Central Plains people, always losing more and winning less, but with the help of Mr. Zide, he has won even battles,

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, use them as bait to attract the big cadres, and then sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight, and my rattan armor warriors returned with a 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 laughed unconsciously: "This king has a military division, just like the Central Plains people say, like a tiger with wings, when I will unify the barbarian country, the military division will also be the number one hero of our vine armor country." ”

"King, this time the strength of the Great Cadre Army has been consumed by using the Fengqiu Department as bait, and our army has gained a lot, and we have achieved our pre-determined goal.

What's even more fortunate is that Xue Yinglong, one of their two barbarian generals, was actually damaged, and Xue Yinglong was really a fierce general, who was outnumbered and trapped and surrounded, and actually fought against the sixteen members of the border army of the Great Qian, if we could help in time, maybe we would not have died in battle. The black-clothed scribe lamented.

When the barbarian king heard about it, 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 Fengqiu Department has been greatly damaged, but the powerful people of the lone wolf are still there, and the 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 Fengqiu,." The black-clothed scribe nodded.

"Oh, you've got a plan to wipe out the tribes," he smirked.

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