Chapter 915 Can't Laugh, I Have to Hold Back!

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The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, but also a little quiet. Morea looked at the broken longbow in his hand, then looked up at his father Batu, and finally broke the silence by speaking up.

"Your bow is broken, Dad!"

"..." Batu raised his finger and pointed at Morea, his body was shaking, his mentality was a little broken, and his bow was broken by his son. First, it shows that his son's power has reached a very terrifying level, and second, his concubine is gone.

"I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't use too much power, it's because your bow is about to break down!" Morea added, he felt that his power was really not great. At least he didn't even have the power he had when he was just born.

"Ur, you..." Batu raised his finger and pointed at Morea, his fingers trembling.

"Why don't I make you another bow?" Looking at his father who was a little angry and seemed to want to do something, Morea asked tentatively.

Morea also saw his father's love for this bow. Every time he went to the tree house, he could see his father maintaining the longbow nine times out of ten.

It could be seen that his father took this bow very seriously. And now he has pulled the bow off, but he really didn't mean it, he really didn't expect this bow to be so fragile.

After all, Morea has long been accustomed to his own exclusive weapon called Xingyun, because no matter how much power he uses, his bow can perfectly carry his power.

As for making a bow, although he has never done such delicate work, he has seen the process of making wooden bows by the elves of Xenapus. If he wastes some materials, he should be able to make a strong bow. .

"No!" Finally, Batu put down his palm and replied with a dark face, he swore that if the one who broke his beloved longbow was any Ikon other than his son and his wife, his fist would It has definitely been called to the other person's face now.

"Tsk, that's amazing! As expected of the king's child who claims to conquer Meisha and become the king!"

"It's really amazing. At such a young age, he can overwhelm his father in strength, and he can break his father's bow abruptly!"

"I see this child Baal, even if he cannot conquer Meisha in the future, he may become the new Baghdad of our Tunan tribe! Glory will return to our Tunan tribe!"

"It's not possible,

As far as Baal's current power is concerned, it is absolute. When a Baghdad fell in Tunan, when he was as big as Ur, he might not have such a powerful force! "

The Yikong people onlookers talked a lot. Although they all came to join in the fun at first, they were all shocked when they saw Morea showing his almost arrogant power.

The Yikong people onlookers knew all about Batu's strength and the hardness of his longbow. After all, their Tunan tribe was only so big, and they were quite familiar with each other.

Their strength is also similar to Batu, and the material of the longbow they have is not much different. Morea can break Baal's longbow, which means that they can also break their longbow. In this case, no Iraqi people would laugh at Batu. To laugh at Batu is to laugh at yourself.

"Cough, that, Dad, can you take me out hunting?" Morea coughed dryly, and then asked tentatively. Although he knew that going out for hunting today was already a cliché, there was always a contingency in everything.

"Let's talk about this when I make a bow again!" Batu glanced at his son angrily, took back his broken longbow, turned his head, and left angrily. Go find new longbow materials.

However, after the father left the crowd, the corners of his mouth showed an extremely exaggerated curve. The bow was nothing, just do it again, and it was enough to be able to show his son's excellence to his people. .

"Can't laugh, can't laugh, I have to hold back!" Batu resisted the urge to laugh and left the area quickly. From today on, he will become the most enviable father in the tribe , because he has a son destined to become Baghdad.

"So, what is Baghdad?" Listening to the discussions of the empty people around, new doubts appeared in Moreya's heart, and he also had corresponding guesses.

Judging from their looks, the so-called Baghdad should be a name for a certain kind of special Ikon, and there is a high probability that it should be the Ikon who can fuse ore energy.

"Common sense is still too lacking. It seems that I still need to go to the elders!" Morea sighed helplessly, and then he chatted with the Yikong people around him who came to talk to him for a while. , he left on the grounds that he was going to the Great Elder to read a book.

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three days later

"Ur, go out hunting with me!" Batu found Morea with two longbows, and then threw one of the longbows into Morea's hands.

"This bow?" As soon as the bow started, Morea felt his hand sink, so he could not help but carefully look at the longbow in his hand. However, it has very clear wood grain and a very thick pulp. This bow has existed for a long time.

"This is a bow used by Baghdad! I begged it from the Great Elder, and no one in our tribe can use it now, so now it belongs to you temporarily, when you become a real Baghdad, this handle The bow truly belongs to you."

"That... what is Baghdad?" Morea touched her nose and asked embarrassedly.

"Baghdad is a warrior blessed by the divine tree! Ur, if you want to conquer Meisha, then you must first become a Baghdad!"

"Oh, I see!" Morea stroked the longbow that seemed to be cast from metal, and nodded thoughtfully.

"You go out hunting with me now, I will teach you all my skills during the hunt!" After speaking, Batu turned around with a cool look and left directly.

Morea didn't think much about it, and directly carried the black bow that was almost the same height as him, followed behind his father, and followed him to a green grass outside the tribe.

Then he widened his eyes in surprise, because he saw that in addition to his father, there were more than 30 adult Yikong people in military uniforms on this green grass.

This is what Batu has done in these three days. In addition to making a new longbow with the spare materials he prepared earlier, he went everywhere to ask for help.

He went to ask the elder to ask him to take out the weapons left by Baghdad in the previous tribe in advance and hand them over to Morea for use. Go and ask your own people, ask them to go out hunting with your son and protect him in the wild.

"I remember!" Seeing this scene, Morea glanced at her father, pursed her lips, and said silently in her heart. Vote for me with papaya, and repay it with Qiong Yao, this is the most basic way of dealing with people.

"They will go hunting with us!" After bringing Morea here, Batu turned his head and said to Ur.

"Little Ur, next, you will go out hunting with us. We will protect you in the center. When you see a terrible monster, don't be afraid."

"What are you afraid of, let us protect him."

"Little Ur, remember your father's hard work, he is begging these days..."

"Hmm!" Batu snorted heavily, then glared at the talkative Yikong, then turned his head to look at Moreya and explained various precautions.

"Ur, before hunting, we have to take you to do a very important thing!" After the explanation, Batu said mysteriously to Morea.

"What's the matter?" Morea asked curiously.

"You need to conquer the first partner first!" After speaking, Batu blew a slightly hurried whistle, and the adult Yikong people next to him also made a similar whistle.

Boom! Then, Morea felt the ground shaking slightly, and a group of creatures were rushing towards here at high speed.

Finally, under the gaze of Morea, a group of four-meter-high and nearly five-meter-long strong creatures appeared in front of his eyes. These were a group of creatures that resembled horses, but they were different from the four-legged war horse in Moreya's impression. Differently, it has six legs, and it has two pairs of forelimbs.

This creature is covered with splendid stripes, with a hard armor-like shell on the shoulders and the back of the neck, and two very elegant, tentacle-like living tissues on both sides of its head.

After this group of creatures in the shape of war horses appeared, they immediately dispersed and rushed towards an Ikonian. In front of his father Batu, there was also a six-legged warhorse with blue-black fur. Come over, stop at last, and cup his father's palm affectionately.

"Come up!" Batu rolled over and rode towards the war horse, then stretched out his palm towards Moreya, who tugged at the corners of his mouth speechlessly, then walked a few steps, reached out to hold his father's palm, and was caught by him. Pulled it and made it on horseback.

After Batu saw that Morea was ready in front of him, he made a light body, his legs were sandwiched between the horse's belly, and then the six-legged warhorse on him rushed out first. At the same time, those Iraqis. The empty people also rode on six-legged horses and followed.

In the process of marching, these Yikong people gradually surrounded Batu. They were protecting Morea in front of Batu. This was their responsibility as adult Yikong people!

"I'm better than any of you!" Seeing that he had become a key protection target, Morea sighed helplessly.