Chapter 634: The Repression From the Bottom Warriors of the Holy Land

"Go."

Following Xia Tuo's order, a cold and evil black air rose from under Elder Luo's feet, slowly spread to his upper body, and soon turned into a puff of smoke and flew towards the outside of the stone hall.

There was a hint of surprise in Xia Tuo's eyes. He didn't expect that the snail could find out some tricks on the ghost warriors. This method of escaping smoke has a bit of the ghost clan's invisible shadow.

With Luo's strength, it's more than enough to spy on the newly arrived Zhenjiang. These people can't be counted on in a short time, as long as they don't jump out to make trouble for him right now.

He has never been a magnanimous person, but as the Patriarch of Daxia, some things cannot be solved by killing. If Daxia wants to grow stronger, he must be as good as the sea.

Even if you know that some people have no choice but to return to Da Xia's command, you need to accept them first and slowly accept them.

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Jumu tribe, the upper-class Qingsong tribe.

At noon, in the Qingsong tribal land, the mountains and fields are green, the mountains and forests are covered with green shade, the ancient trees are stretched, the clear springs are gurgling, and under the sunlight, they are shining with colorful lights.

In the center of the clan, there are thousands of feet high mountain peaks with twisting old pines, and there is a faint blue mist around and in the sky.

Rumble!

The waterfall on the top of the mountain roared and fell into the huge deep pool below, splashing water.

Beside the waterfall, under the ancient pine trees, Qing Muya, the head of the Qingsong Clan, was wearing a large animal robe, with white beard and hair, sitting cross-legged but with a straight back.

On the winding mountain road, a figure hurriedly came, his breath seemed very messy, which caused the silent Qingmuya to wake up from his meditation.

"what's going on."

Qing Muyan, who had just climbed to the top of the mountain, was about to speak when he heard the words of the patriarch, and hurriedly said: "Patriarch, the drama team is really deceiving people too much.

Those young people brought back by Qingming were really too much, they even wanted Qingguo and the others to sleep with their daughters, what the hell, wouldn't the people from Jumu Bobu be afraid of causing public anger by doing this? "

Hearing the sound, Qingmuya's eyes showed a sharp look, the middle-aged warrior in front of him was his brother of the same generation, and the elder of the clan.

"After several people from Qingming participated in the Giant Wood Qianlong Martial Arts Conference,

The few people I met said they were the children of Jumu Bobu, and they said they came to our Qingsong to play for a few days, but they didn't expect it to be this kind of virtue. "

With anger on Qingmuyan's face, he snorted coldly: "It is true that our Qingsong tribe is a vassal tribe under the rule of Jumu Bobu, but we are not their slaves. These bastards are really deceiving people too much. One of them even To be drunk, to drag the women of the tribe."

...

At the same time, in a stone hall under the main peak of Qingsong, the door of the hall was closed.

"Bastard, who made you so bold and ruined a major event in the clan, you will die to blame."

In the hall, there were four figures in total. The one who yelled loudly at this moment was a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm, but he was almost a hundred years old, and the other three were at the peak of the Tianmai Realm, and they were also nearly a hundred years old.

All four of them were tainted with the smell of wine and meat, and the copper kettles and jade plates on the wooden table in the hall were tilted to and fro, making a mess.

The young warrior who was reprimanded looked indifferent, and hummed: "Mu He, what are you?

"Mutang, if you dare...you won't be afraid of ruining the important affairs of the clan."

"The Shaona tribe is suppressing me. This is not a holy place, but a wasteland. It's just a group of people with humble blood. I see them as their blessing. They dare to resist, and it won't take long for Jumu to destroy this so-called Qingsong tribe." .”

Mu Tang grabbed a jar of wine and poured it down, then looked at the other two companions, grinned and said: "We are only the lowest level in the Holy Land, those guys with high blood are beating and scolding us at will, come out now Maybe I have to suffer myself.

What's wrong with a bitch woman who enjoys the barren land outside? It's possible that the blood of the dignified holy land is not qualified, don't you think so? "

Mu He looked at the three people in the hall with a look of indifference, and there was nothing he could do.

In fact, he also thinks it's nothing, aren't they just women of humble blood in the barren land, being able to serve them from the holy land is the blessing of these women's cultivation in several lifetimes.

But Mutang is really a little too much, he even forcibly dragged a woman who happened to pass by outside the stone hall to do something wrong, which naturally aroused public outrage.

Although they now have the skin of the giant tree, but the four of them together can't manage a high-class tribe. If you want to play with women, just play secretly. It's not the time to grab it.

Although they were also born in the holy land cave, in fact there are ordinary warriors in the holy land cave. After a long time of blood inheritance, many people's blood has been attributed to the flat track.

There are a large number of people with withered blood in the Holy Land, and it can only be said that the people born from them with rich blood are much higher than those born in the barren land.

People like them with exhausted blood in Dongtian Holy Land actually cultivated similarly to warriors in the barren land. In the Holy Land, they were the bottom guys. Otherwise, they would not be like this when they left the Holy Land and came to the barren land.

I am used to being suppressed in the Holy Land, and as a warrior in the Holy Land, I am more noble than a pariah in the barren land.

For a while, the atmosphere in the stone hall was a little silent.

"Okay, we have a mission to come here. The clan ordered us to establish a good relationship with the younger generation of the Qingsong clan. We should restrain ourselves."

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On the top of the main peak of Qingsong, five young warriors stood in front of Qingmuya. Qingqi was brought to Daxia by Hou Feng, but as a tribe under the rule of Jumubobu, Qingsong had to respond to Jumubobu's orders whether he wanted to or not. Therefore, Qingming and five people were sent there.

"Mu Yan, go and stabilize these people first."

Qingmuya first gave orders, no matter what Jumu Bobu is like, even if he wants to seek justice, he can't move these people for the time being, if they don't move, there may be so-called justice, but if these people are moved, for For the Qingsong tribe, it was a big trouble.

Even if these few are treacherous, the wilderness is not a place for real reasoning.

Seeing Qingmuyan leave, Qingmuya looked at the five clansmen in front of him.

"They are from the Jumubo tribe. How did you get to know each other? Why did they come to our Qingsong tribe?"

Among the five, Qingming is the most powerful, he is in the first level of Shenzang Realm, but in fact he is over a hundred years old. He was originally the leader of the team, but he did not expect to be allowed to participate in the martial arts Qianlong battle after going to Jumu.

Hearing the patriarch's question, Qingming said aloud: "The patriarch is like this. They also participated in the Martial Arts Hidden Dragon Conference. When they came back, they said they wanted to visit the clan domain. I just invited us to our Qingsong tribe. .”

"Grandpa patriarch, these people are very arrogant. Saying a word to us is like giving alms. It is very annoying. They seem to despise us at all, but they still rely on us to come to our Qingsong tribe."

Qingguo's eyes were still red, if she hadn't run fast before, she would have been molested by those people.

"They're just a bunch of shameless bastards."

"By the way, patriarch, I overheard someone talking about their holy land, but then it was stopped by others, and then the words turned to other places."

Hearing the sound, there was a gleam in Qingmuya's eyes, and he asked again: "These people came out from Jumubobu?"

"No, there are also a few youths from the Jumubo tribe who have gone to the upper-class wandering tribe, and they are about the same strength as the people who came to our tribe."

"What kind of exercise are they practicing, but it is the giant tree Tianshuang exercise."

"No way."

"I didn't pay attention. The giant tree belongs to Bobu, and there are many books on exercises. We really didn't pay attention."

"Okay, Qingguo don't go anymore, pass an order to tell the women in the clan not to go to Qianshan for the time being, Qingming, you come to entertain these people, and coax them for the time being."

With a wave of his hand, Qingmuya let the few people in front of him leave. He has been in charge of the Qingsong tribe for hundreds of years, and he has been to Jumubo tribe and worshiped more than ten times.

As a Bobu, Jumu is naturally very domineering, but he has not been domineering to the extent of robbing and looting in the Ming Dynasty, otherwise the clan domain would have been unstable long ago.

Jumu is stupid, and he would not do such a self-destructive thing, let alone just a few brats in the Tianmai realm, who are not yet qualified to be domineering.

"Come on."

"Patriarch."

A rattan armor soldier soon appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Go and tell Qinghong that the old man misses Yuer, and ask him to go to the Tiger Blood Tribe and bring Qingyi and Huyu Niang back to stay for a while."

Qinghong is Qingqi's father, and Qingyi is Qingqi's younger sister, who is married to the eldest grandson of the superior Tiger Blood Tribe.

...

Half a month later, after Qingyi brought her husband and daughter to the Qingsong tribe, Qingmuya also knew what she wanted to know.

Like their own tribe, the Tiger Blood tribe also had a few such cubs.

What kind of trick is Jumu Bobu doing?

Qingmuya wasn't sure for a while, but he didn't go to test it. It was obvious that Jumu Bobu had secrets that no one knew, and he couldn't touch it with his strength.

In case of going to inquire easily and being found out by Ju Mu Bobu, there will inevitably be accidents.

The four giant wooden warriors who had been in the Qingsong tribe for more than half a month were also gifted out of the Qingsong tribe at a great price.

But this matter is very strange, unfortunately he can't figure it out.

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Great Xia Chaotic Stone City.

All the cities in the Chaotic City area are located along the waters of the Hongjiang River. The large and small cities are all near the water, which has the convenience of water conservancy. Whether it is planting spiritual fields or bartering, the Chaotic City area has unique conditions.

Guixi City, a city near Guixi, a tributary of the Hongjiang River.

The Guixi River is not rushing, and there are large silted plains on both sides. It was originally a wilderness, but now it has been reclaimed by the warriors in the city into a large spiritual field.

At noon, the gates on all sides of Guixi City were wide open, and some warriors came and went in a hurry, looking like they were bartering, and some carried hoes to the spiritual field outside the city.

On the Guixi River, a light boat passed between the shadows of the sails. A middle-aged warrior at the bow of the boat looked at the spiritual fields on both sides of the river with great interest, obviously full of interest.