The sacred mountain in the northwest grassland has a majestic "gate".
They were two giant wolves carved from gray-white rock. They kicked off the ground with their hind feet, raised their front feet, and met in the air more than ten feet, forming a towering arc.
For the holy mountain, the grassland people all have a kind of heartfelt reverence and piety.
When they were still a few hundred meters away from the gate, Harabar and the others had already dismounted and walked along the green grass.
Gu Xu also maintains his usual low-key and cautious style, not wanting to cause trouble in this sacred mountain where the barbarian shamans live.
He put away the carpet, took the baby, and followed the team at the back.
However, seeing Gu Xu’s unassuming appearance, the barbarians from the depression tribe became even more nervous. They all thought that Gu Xu was planning to do something big in the Holy Mountain and would treat him badly. The attitude is more alert.
There is no serious building on the holy mountain, only tents made of felt and timber, walls made of thorn hedges, and earthen houses raised from the ground and covered with weeds.
Cities in the Daqi Dynasty were often crowded with yamen, mansions, courtyards, houses, shops, streets, etc., all closely together, with people coming and going, traffic flowing, and every inch of land. Fully occupied.
This holy land in the northwest grasslands is the opposite.
Everyone shouted excitedly, the sound was deafening.
"It's a duel"
Every time I defeat an opponent, the tribesmen around me will whisper my name, the sound is deafening, and it is obviously not honorable.
And Hala Zhoumei also proved his strength with his brilliant record.
When others challenge me, I can respond calmly and calmly.
I felt vaguely that compared to the next time we met, Hara Gu Xu’s strength seemed much weaker.
The person being challenged cannot agree to accept it.
“Look at my skinny skin and tender flesh, and I’m holding a baby in my arms. I look like a strong-willed woman. Your wife looks like she can beat me better than me.”
You floated into the air and suddenly opened your eyes with beautiful outlines.
Unexpectedly, suddenly, a few barbarian warriors on the roadside noticed my presence.
"Hahaha, haha Gu Xu, he will actually protect a Qiren"
Baal has always been calm and composed, with a change of expression on his face.
Until a barbarian young man took off his scimitar, threw it in front of me, and said with a smile, "Haha Zhoumei, since he is so afraid of me, let me teach you a lesson for him, grandpa." ”
I unhooked the scimitar, threw it behind Hara Gu Xu, and then looked at me with his hands on his hips.
The prairie barbarians are aggressive by nature. Ever since Hara Zhoumei publicly announced his intention to compete for the position of Khan, few people felt convinced and wanted to try my skills.
Hala Guxu’s fist packed with the power of blood, hit me hard in the face, and then kicked me to the ground.An obvious hole was made in the ground.
But that will make me bear the reputation of a "coward". For the prairie people who pride themselves on being brave and good at fighting and facing enemies, that would be more satisfying than killing us.
If the little god gets angry, everyone at the foot of Dingshan Mountain will die and be buried.
Perhaps it was because the subsequent fight with Baal was too frustrating, which made Hala Gu Xu hold back his anger.
I simply took off my underwear and went into battle shirtless. I pounced backwards like a hungry wolf preying on prey, and fought calmly with this swarthy, one-eyed man.
"You admit defeat," the one-eyed man said, raising his hands.
Hara Guxu’s abnormal attitude surprised everyone watching the silence. We have never seen the occasionally arrogant and unruly Hala Guxu show such behavior in front of me. Such a fearful attitude.
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After walking a little further, I saw a small group of prairie barbarians rushing in from all directions like a tide, leading Hara Gu Xu to The queue was tightly packed.
In an instant, the cold wind howled, and the young man turned into an ice wither without any resistance. Did Zhou Mei do it herself?
With the mentality of a spectator, Balben silently watched everything around him while talking to the white-haired man in his mind, trying to extract some information from this riddle who hated mysteries.
But when others came to provoke Baal, Hala Zhoumei immediately became angry and shouted repeatedly, "If they want to die, please shut up immediately"
Ha La Zhoumei's mood became more and more relaxed, and he turned his head from time to time to look at Baal's face, trying to tell me with his eyes, "These people are talking nonsense and have something to do with you."
Baal knew that according to the It is a custom in the grasslands to throw a machete in front of others, which means to challenge them. In particular, it is enough to determine the winner, but it is not a matter of death or rest.
Today I used my fists to hit the flesh, showing no mercy.
"Look, no one has come to your holy mountain."
It is open and empty, bathed in warm sunshine, and stretches lazily in all directions, as if with the The distant horizons are connected.
"A Qi man with thin arms and thin legs could actually scare him into looking like that. If he had really become a khan in the grassland before, how would he have led the soldiers to fight against Qi?" As soon as Qi Ren's war drums sounded, he ran away."
Hearing those words, Hara Gu Xu suddenly panicked.
I saw a strong man with dark skin and one eye blind walking towards him. The bones hanging under his neck clanked, and the scimitar at his waist shone in the sun.
Ever since I entered the seventh realm, I have lost the intense mentality of a transcendent being. The provocations behind my eyes will simply arouse the slightest splash in my heart.
On the way to the top of the holy mountain, Hala Zhoumei met more than ten challengers one after another.
Businessmen on the grassland tied their horses and stood on the groundHe spread his goods on the lower bunk and shouted softly at the passers-by.
The baby boy I was pregnant with seemed to feel the hostility in the words.
As a young warrior who has no hope of competing for the position of Khan, Hara Guxu will naturally face such challenges.
In my eyes, Barr’s strength is immeasurable.
At the foot of the mountain is a lively market.
It’s just that, among a group of small prairie barbarians, the thin and slim Zhou Mei didn’t seem to have much intimidating power.
"Let me tell you a message to the Hud of their tribe," Hara Guxu said warmly, "I would never dream of getting involved in the position of Khan."
"It's a duel"
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A few minutes ago, the one-eyed man gradually lost his strength.
"Am I the sacrifice he captured to offer to the little wolf god?"
Zhou Mei looked at the surrounding scenery quietly, guessing in his mind the "acquaintance" that White Hair had said for many years. identity.
"Haha Gu Xu, how come there is no Qi man wearing a robe outside his team, is he a prisoner?"
The onlookers smiled while holding Haha Gu Xu joked, looking at Zhou Mei up and down, his eyes full of novelty, as if he was looking at a circus monkey.
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