Xiaoyao Sacred Ruins.

The wilderness.

Great Wilderness City, in the secret territory.

The deserted tribes have a sense of bleakness everywhere, the mountains are bare and the earth is vast.

But in the desolate and bleakness, there is a different kind of vitality.

At this time, a figure was walking in a long ancient road in the secret realm of the Wilderness clan.

This person has a strong figure, a restrained temperament, and looks like a look. Although he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he has a bit of honesty.

He was not stupid in appearance, but his figure was stupid! At this time, the man walked step by step to the end of the ancient road and came to a valley.

The valley is full of sowed rice fields, rice, etc.

It's like a farmer's pastoral countryside.

The man had just stepped into the valley.

"Go roll!"

An impatient curse sounded and shouted: "Train a grain of grain of rice and pinch your egg!"

"Uncle Seventeen, it's me..." Huang Yifan stood at the entrance of the valley at this time, smiled helplessly and bowed.

"What’s wrong with you?

If you step on it, you will still pinch it!"

Hearing this, Huang Yifan was shocked and he carefully entered the valley.

I saw an old man in the rice fields wearing a straw raincoat, rolled up his trousers, stepped on the mud barefoot with barefoot faces facing the loess and facing the sky.

"Uncle Seventeen, the army has set off. Some have rushed to the north and met the Chu tribe, while some have rushed to the east and met the Ye tribe... I'll talk to you..." "I understand."

The old man turned his back to Huang Yifan, looking at the rice fields with an old man's attitude.

"Uncle Seventeen, are you still angry?"

Huang Yifan couldn't help but tempt.

"What's the point of being angry?

I won’t let you send troops, are you happy?”

The old man suddenly stood up, his big eyes like a copper bell staring at Huang Yifan, cursing and saying, "Your father died early, you were the ones I feed him with shit and urine..." "Uncle Seventeen..." Huang Yifan scratched his head and said, "You fed me like this when you were a child..." "Get out of here."

The old man cursed and said, "I told you not to participate in the war. Your eleventh uncle asked you to participate in the war. You hit it off with him. You are a fool, can you play with that boy Mu Qingyu? "

Huang Yifan scratched his head again, looking embarrassed.

"Mu Qingyu, that human spirit, even if you add up your large intestine and small intestine and pull it ten times, it will not be as cautious as others. If they don't play with you, you won't be able to play with them."

"Uncle Seventeen..." Huang Yifan said helplessly: "Qingyu will not cheat me."

"fart."

Huang Shiqi cursed: "He himself doesn't know if he can beat Di Ming. If he takes you with him, what's not to cheat you?"

"He is my friend, brother..." Huang Yifan said again: "He has saved me thirteen times..." "So you are stupid, you are stupid, you are stupid, you are stupid, that's a trick!"

Huang Yifan muttered, "Then he can't use his life to trick me..." "You..." "Uncle Seventeen, this is not my only approval. Uncle Eleven told me that Mu Yun is his disciple. His disciple died, and his disciple cannot die..." "You are the one who is not your disciple?

Over the years, he has been calculating every day, and he is not even an emperor, a fool!”

"Old Seventeen, are you just behind me and telling me bad things to your child?"

A leisurely voice suddenly rang out.

When he arrived, Huang Shiqi fell to the ground, knelt in the rice field with a thud, and lowered his head and said, "Brother Eleven, no, I'm talking nonsense..." However, after a long time, no sound rang out.

Huang Shiqi raised his head and saw only Huang Shiyi's figure there.

"Uncle Seventeen, you..." Huang Yifan said slowly with a smile on his face, "Uncle Seventeen didn't come. He asked someone to send me a picture of himself, and I'll bring you..." Huang Yifan said, taking out a blue jade bead, the size of a palm.

The bead flashed and shone with light. Huang Shiyi's figure walked out of the bead.

"Bastard, you are so brave. Do you dare to play with me?"

When time was furious, Huang Shiqi grabbed a handful of mud in his palm, and instantly came to Huang Yifan and slapped him.

Huang Yifan wants to hide.

But I can't hide it! I was covered with dirt on my face and entered my mouth.

Huang Yifan was in a panic.

"Bastard, play with me?"

Huang Shiqi cursed.

"Okay OK."

The illusory figure that walked out of the bead was Huang Shiyi. He said at this moment: "What are you competing with the child?

I heard you scold me. I will settle the score with you next time I meet you."

Huang Yifan took away the soil on his face and hurriedly retreated aside.

Don’t look at Uncle Seventeen who is so whispering every day. When Uncle Eleven meets Uncle Eleven, it means that the mouse sees the cat, and he has no bad temper.

"Brother Eleven, I..." "What?

Not satisfied?”

Huang Shiyi looked at Huang Shiqi and said slowly: "The chaos is coming, and the Huang tribe should participate in the war."

"Ye Xiaoyao had great kindness and virtue to my Huang clan in the past, and it was reasonable and we could not stand on the side of the Emperor's family."

Huang Shiqi murmured: "Then we are just working hard for the Ye clan again..." "You guy, what a fool."

Huang Shiyi's Phantom wanted to pinch Huang Shiqi's head, but he grabbed a little, coughed, and said with his hands behind his back: "Canglan, either the surname is Emperor or Mu. The glory of the Ye clan has passed. We are focusing on the future. In the next bet, whether the bet of the Emperor's family wins or the Mu family wins!"

"The right bet is up, the wild tribe will rise."

"I was betting wrong, and the deserted clan was destroyed."

“It’s that simple.”

Huang Shiyi sighed: "At that time, we were brothers, from the eldest to the ninth, who died at the hands of the Di family. It is impossible to help the Di family. Helping the Mu family defeat the Di family can also be regarded as avenging our brothers."

The Wilderness tribe was also very powerful before.

Although I don't know, it's too soon.

Huang Eleven, Huang Eleven, Huang Eleventh lineage has more than twenty brothers, and now they are the two of them left.

Most of them died at the hands of the Emperor's family back then, so the Ye clan rose and the Wilderness clan surrendered to the Ye clan.

"The hatred of that year cannot be forgotten."

Huang Shiyi said slowly: "Otherwise... what's the point of survival?"

Hearing this, Huang Shiqi remained silent.

"By the way!"

Huang Shiyi said again: "This time, be careful, you may have the chance to reach the subsequent realm..." "Hmm?"

Seeing Huang Shiqi, Huang Shiqi was stunned. He patted his head and then slapped him in vain. He cursed: "Silly, dull, that Mu Yun is not an ordinary person. I probably know a little about the fate of the Nine Destiny Emperor. Anyway, I'll get to him more!"

Hearing this, Huang Shiqi's eyes widened.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do. Stabilize the hearts of the tribe. Get ready. I'll come soon. Then...hehe..." Huang Shiyi's words fell and he sneered.

As Huang Shiyi's figure dissipated.

Huang Shiqi said nothing for a long time.

"Uncle Seventeen..." "Get out!"

Huang Shiqi cursed and said, "You Yi Fan, dare to insult me?"

I remember, I shit and pee..." "Uncle Seventeen, I'll leave first."
Chapter completed!