MTL - Bestial Blade-Chapter 27 celebration

The Blackhawk tribe made a wise choice and joined the Giant Mountains. The day after they returned to the Jushan tribe, Luo Tong's sick ghost son took the medicine brought back by Huayi, and he turned into a lively little orc. Luo Tong kept his promise and immediately announced that he had surrendered the leader's tent to Huayi, and since then he has been the home of this big tribe.

No one was surprised by this news. It wasn't a day or two before the Luotong leader traded with Yinya.

The dissatisfaction was incited to death by the elders, and others were optional. They thought that since the leader of Luo Tong had said it, he should not go out of his way, and the replacement of the leader should also be. Moreover, most people have heard of dead customers, businessmen We told them that they are all gods, and they must be those who have the ability to become leaders, maybe they can make the tribe stronger and richer.

At this point, Huayi's ten-year exile career was finally over. Suddenly, he had a group of brothers, a home, and a tribe ... though not the one he was born and raised in.

The celebration came on schedule, on the one hand to congratulate the new leader, and on the other hand to join the new members.

That day, men, women, and children from the entire tribe came out. Like the Autumn Hunting Festival, Chang'an originally slept in a tent arranged for him by Huayi and fell into a dark place. As a result, he was forced to break in by the invisible Solewood. , To wake up and dragged.

Before he had time to open his eyes, Solemu let go of him in a panic again, and said in his mouth, "Oh, I haven't informed the tree **** about this great thing!"

After Soleil said this, he rushed out headlessly, holding his crooked big cap in one hand, ran to a big tree crookedly, like a trick, and took it out of his arms. There was a roll of incense, and a row was inserted on the ground. Then it was cramped and twisted for a while, and I did not know where it was. I finally knelt down respectfully and folded my hands. I really started to miss words. Worship the big tree.

Changan who was exposed there really didn't know what to say about it.

Solimou was very devoted, and his face, which seemed to be unclean for ten thousand years, faintly appeared a little dignified treasure, and it didn't look like a joke, as he really did. Believe that there is a **** in this big tree.

After Chang'an visited the whole process of worshipping God, he actually believed a little. He moved silently to the side, trying to block the pile of fallen leaves in the corner with his own body.

The wind happened the night before. He came here to practice his knife and cut a lot of leaves. Isn't that just shaving the tree god?

Chang An grimaced with a sleeve on his face, feeling like he didn't have much respect.

When the incense was almost half burned, Solem was finally worshipped. He was about to stand up and talk. Who knows? By chance, a small breeze was blowing up, which just rolled up the broken leaves behind Changan. On Soleil's face.

Changan thought with a stunned expression, "Oh, broken, the tree **** will come out to sue!"

But as a **** of one party, someone has shaved his head, and still needs to sue him? Chang Ansi was not guilty of confusion here, and gave a reasonable explanation to himself-so reckless, it must be because this tree **** has no ability, there is nothing to respect.

Solaim took the leaf that was stuck on his face, and it was a stubble. I saw that the leaf was two halves, and it was precisely split from the middle leaf vein. The blade was formed in one go, straight and neat, but except that The split leaf veins, no other wounds were touched.

Solimu raised his eyes to look at Chang'an, but saw Chang'an's eyes turning around, looking at the heavens and the earth, he refused to look at him.

Solaim lifted the leaf up. The leaves of this big tree are different from willows, but much smaller. The veins on the leaves are not obvious. It is difficult for him to have such accurate eyesight and not so distracted. difference.

Solaim looked at the leaves in front of the light, and suddenly laughed: "Slash the sword, the lightest can weigh up to a hundred pounds. When it is split, it has great power, and it can easily decapitate the beast. Wherever it goes , Brave and improper, birds and beasts are unavoidable, but in the end it is heavy and inconvenient in close combat. Only your one, heavy but not stupid, clumsy and clumsy, I have grown to such a size that I have never seen such a sword. You are amazing-but ah ... "

He deliberately exhaled and lifted Chang'an's appetite. Sure enough, Chang'an was dumbfounded and asked, "But what?"

"But this is not the best knife in the world-the best knife is a sharp knife. Do you know what a sharp knife is?"

Chang An nodded without thinking: "The sharp knife has a blade on one side and a tip on the other side, and the back of the knife is very narrow. I have studied for a while, but I did n’t take advantage of it so I changed it later."

"The unparalleled sharp knife in the world is very special." Solai said, "It is thin as a cicada. Your knife weighs a hundred pounds, but the weight of it is only a few or two. It is as light as a hair, even for toddlers. Children can pick it up. "

Chang'an frowned. "That's impossible, that knife will soon break."

The sharp knife has a narrow back and a slender body, which is easier to fold than ordinary knives. Therefore, the knife back is much thicker than ordinary knives, which makes some sharp knives look more like a long thorn than a knife.

Solimu ignored it, then said, "It is made by the **** iron that fell to the ground nine days ago. It is truly extraordinary, but it is also easy to break. The person holding it has less strength, and the blade cannot give it out. A little bigger, he will break his own knife, the force must be vertical, otherwise the knife will break into two pieces. It is very fragile, but also very sharp. It can split a hair wire into three petals vertically It can cut off a person ’s head entirely, but people have to take ten steps before they feel that they have separated their heads-whether you believe it or not, this is what the sword **** told me. "

Bei Shi never told him this, Chang'an opened his eyes wide and almost worshipped Solem. But behind him he suddenly stretched a hand and pressed it against his head. With his arms crossed, Huayi hooked his neck affectionately, and Dala said, "Sole wood, you believe it, this silly boy."

Chang'an twisted his neck in his solid arms with difficulty: "I have never seen the sword god."

"What **** is the sword?" Hua Yizhang laughed. "What is not **** in his eyes? Tree has a tree god, flower has a flower god, grass has a grass god, there is no **** in mountains, rivers, rivers, or you. Tell us, is there any **** in that pit? He doesn't care about fat? "

Solaim said in a breeze, "You fart!"

Huayi: "Oh, the fart **** lives!"

Changan finally couldn't help laughing.

When I saw Huayi, I didn't know what to do, and I followed the music. I raised my back and patted him on the face, and said, "I should laugh more. I'll have a face all day long, like a little old man. Yes-go, take you to the front to play, let the magic stick jump to the gods themselves. "

He dragged Chang'an into the noisy crowd. A group of young people were playing "jumping wood" there. The people on the four sides took the bamboo poles together and went, and the dancing people in the middle had to follow the rhythm so as not to get caught in their feet. Chang'an had seen this when he was a kid, and he had some faint impressions, but who knew that he hadn't had time to take a closer look and was pushed by Huayi from behind, and he suddenly pushed the middle of the bamboo pole.

The girl holding the bamboo pole saw that he suddenly broke into such a handsome young man, and cheerfully and deliberately won a wink with her companion, speeding up the opening and closing of the bamboo pole, deliberately pinching him.

Chang'an is like a large jumping sheep. There is no dancing at all, bouncing around among a pile of dazzling bamboo poles. It looks like a big enemy, as if he is stepping on a brazier.

Immediately, he slightly touched the bamboo pole in the girl's toe, and before she felt the weight, she quickly jumped on another bamboo pole, and shooed out of the wood-jumping field twice.

The girl screamed, "Oh, run away!"

"Catch him back!"

Huayi laughed: "Don't worry, let's get you back."

Chang'an drilled through the crowd like a loach, Huayi rolled up his sleeves and, along with several other young men, rushed to grab him. Chang'an stepped on a fence in front of a stone house, directly from the top of a young man's head. I jumped over and hung a large branch with two hands, and turned it up like a monkey, but I do n’t know who it is in the distance, it was so bad that he threw a long chain and went to tangle him. foot.

Chang'an had to let go and fell to the ground. Before he could stand up, Huayi suddenly emerged from behind the big tree. One hand lifted him from the ground, stuck his waist, and flung him up. , Throwing herself into the girl's pile, shouting, "Catch it, I'll throw it over to you."

The girls grinned and laughed, really afraid of his trapeze, a few people hugged in a group and made the appearance to catch. Huayi smiled, put Chang'an on the ground, walked him in the past-such a young man, who could fly over to catch the girl, Huayi was unwilling to fall on him.

Changan fell into the hands of a group of women like this. The people of the Jushan tribe were strong and sturdy. It was manifested in the fact that young girls were not shy and embarrassed. They saw a strange handsome young man coldly, and did not look as vicious as Cazzo They rushed up and had to make fun of themselves. They have more courage, and even used their naked / exposed body to go to Chang'an.

The juvenile scrambled to his feet, and narrowed himself into a ball in the woman's pile, like a little lamb surrounded by wolves.

However, he couldn't do anything about it. He couldn't do anything with the woman, only he was strangled into a dead look. From time to time, a hand with a scent of flowers and plants stretched out to pinch his face and rub his hair. When he came out, he could only shake his head when asked.

Huayi stood far away, but his eyes fell on him unconsciously. Seeing that Chang'an's scarlet face was stunned with redness. As the initiator, he was a little gloating, looking at the embarrassment of the boy. Some couldn't bear it and felt weird.

Solimu did not know when he came over and found that his eyes were lingering on the girls in the tribe, and he smiled slightly, and said behind him, "Why, do you want to pick a leader lady?"

This was a joke, and it was nothing, but Huayi suddenly realized who he was looking at, and somehow felt guilty. He froze for a moment, feeling some blood on his face, and whispered to Sole Wood: "Bye you My pit god, what nonsense come to me? "

Solimu nodded, and he followed his face deadly. "We finally settled down. The seeds of fluffy flowers finally found a place to take root. It's reasonable that you have this idea."

Huayi: "Go!"

Solimu insisted: "Men live to this age, and there is no one in the tent and it's really not ridiculous. This is a marriage event, a natural law, there is nothing to be shy. Come, let me tell you this ..."

Huayi turned around and stared at Solaim fiercely.

Solimu narrowed his neck, put his hand over his mouth, and looked at him bitterly.

Huayi rolled his eyes and just wanted to say something. At this moment, there was a commotion in the crowd. He raised his head and looked intently, and saw a group of ragged people being detained.

There are people of all ages, men, women, and children, and those with indifferent expressions and those with resentment.

Solimu narrowed his smile and whispered, "It's the insurgent's family and the old ministry."

Huayi said, "Well," and asked, "As a rule, is it a slave?"

Some people spit at these people, and ignorant children learn to throw things on them like adults. Instead, more than twenty warriors of the Blackhawk tribe, surrounded by Aye and standing on the other side, seemed much calmer. Just staring at them coldly.

Solimu said in a low voice, "I think you should give the Blackhawks the right to choose first, and those people are still holding on to their hatred."

Huayi nodded almost invisibly, and he turned around and walked up to the high stage set up for the celebration, intending to announce the fate of these people, but at this moment, the anomaly suddenly changed, and among the prisoners detained, an orc guard The appearance-like young man suddenly slammed the escort, snarled, turned into a semi-beast shape, exposing horrible minions, and rushed towards the playful girls.