When Yuan Zhan borrowed a trumpet and used his water control ability to release water dragons, washing away the troublemakers gathered at the gate of the temple, there were several A big man who is rare to see is discussing.
And what they were discussing was some of the entries in this bone tool competition.
"As of one hour ago, all the registrations were over. Based on the responses of the bone tool tester and the bone tool maker, this year's works seem to be similar to previous years?" asked an old man who seemed to have not woken up.
"If that's the case, Hope wouldn't have called us all here." Another beautiful woman smiled softly.
Several people in the hall looked at Hope together.
The handsome, tall and ageless Hope nodded, and pushed a skeleton puppy in front of him, and the puppy stood up by itself and walked to the center of the table.
"This competition may be more interesting than previous years. Of course, this is just my hunch."
"Why do you say that? I remember that this year you were bored and went to the window to be a tester, right? Did you find a good work? But someone actually signed up at the tenth-level window?" The old man who didn't wake up teased.
Hope pointed to the puppy and nodded again, "Although there is only one courageous one, the other party really has the real stuff."
The puppy opened its mouth and said the result of the only bone test it had received during this time.
A few of them didn't take it seriously at first, and after listening to it, the small hall was quiet for a while.
The total score is 9.3 points. At first glance, this score is not very high among the bone tools that are close to level 9 and close to level 10. The bone tools tested by some big bone masters often achieve higher scores.
Usually everyone judges the grade of the bone artifact based on the score of the test bone artifact. The score is the grade, and the number following the decimal point indicates the score of the bone artifact in that grade. For example, with a score of 9.3, ordinary people see it as a bone tool that has reached level nine, but the following score of 0.3 is still far from level ten.
But this is for laymen.
"The stability and precision of the bone tool structure are both 10 points?" Another horned master with a beard asked in surprise.
"You heard that. Not only that, but the accuracy of drawing the energy magic pattern of this bone vessel, the smoothness of flow, and the stability of energy transmission after the primordial crystal is excited are all full marks." The squinting eyes of the sleepy old man widened a little.
The beautiful woman was thoughtful, "Its primordial crystal excitation speed and overall energy consumption scores are also very high, reaching 9 points."
"The disadvantage of this bone tool is its aesthetics, otherwise its score would definitely be more than 9.3 points." Hope said: "And we all know that the test bone tools above level nine will not be tested, and bone tools above level ten will not be tested. It needs to be judged by a big bone tooler, and those ten points are only the highest value set for testing bone tools."
"Are you referring to this as a work of a big bone craftsman that probably exceeded the tenth level?" The bearded master rubbed his beard.
Another man with white hair and childlike face asked in a low voice, "Who is this bone tooler?"
Hope replied: "The name is Zambu, but I haven't seen him. It was his hornless servant who sent the bone tool, and this hornless servant is also a bone tooler, and he is still a third-level bone tool."
"Another nonsense bonesmith, why teach those slaves how to make our bone tools, nonsense!" The old man who hadn't woken up was angry.
"Maybe he needs an assistant, or he really likes the hornless servant. These are trivial things. What I want to ask is, how many great bone masters will submit their works to the competition this year?" Hope asked.
The beautiful woman who was in charge of this matter shook her head, "Nowadays, big bone craftsmen are more and more concerned about their own reputation, and they are not willing to easily take their works to the competition to be judged arbitrarily."
"The big witch didn't say anything?" Hope asked hopelessly.
The beautiful woman smiled softly, "Zada is busy with business, how could he specially refine bone tools for the bone tool competition?"
"So this year we still have to rely on a few of us to go out with our works to support the stage?" The bearded beard curled his lips.
"Isn't there this year's bone maker from Ye Luzi? I don't think we need to use our own works to make a fool of ourselves. It's just this person, so we can relax." The sleepy old man suggested, he He asked again: "What about the work? Let's show it to us."
Hope shook his hand, "The bone tool has been brought back by the hornless bone maker, and it hasn't been left behind."
The man with white hair and a childlike face who seldom spoke got up, "If there is nothing else, I will go back."
When the others heard this, they all stood up, and the sleepy old man said: "Let's leave the matter to the subordinates, but Ye Luzi is just a bone tooler, maybe he came here to win the title of a great bone tooler. If his bone tools are really good, then we will test him, so what if we give him the name of a great bone tooler?"
The bearded man also laughed, "Yeah, there hasn't been a big bone maker in the competition for so many years, maybe we can borrow this person to leave a new legend for our bone tool competition this year, haha!"
Several big bone toolers just chatted and laughed, and then left. They knew that there was such a bone tool, and they just knew it. No one paid special attention to the bone tool and the bone tooler behind it.
On the other end, Bower Morton was going crazy.
He just got the news that a whirlwind suddenly blew up in his manor outside the city. After the whirlwind, everything was still there, and there were also servants, except his half-brother who was missing!
Buhua didn't dare to hide the news at all, and went to see Duke Morton before rushing to the manor. Little Baijiao's identity is too important, he and his father, including the family behind them, cannot afford this loss, especially when it involves his father's future plans.
The Duke of Morton said only two words to his son.
The first sentence: "Who knows where Sumen is hiding?"
The second sentence: "He must be found no matter what!"
The duke's mansion started to shake because of these two words, but outsiders haven't noticed it for the time being, they only saw that His Royal Highness Prince Buhua brought his attendants as if he was going hunting outside the city. In addition, the people in the mansion found that some people suddenly disappeared, and some people were arrested by the guards in the mansion under the name of neglect of duty and put into the prison in the mansion.
By the bedroom window of the Duke of Morton.
Lord Morton grabbed the stone window sill and stared out gravely.
A tall and beautiful woman with black horns approached from behind, walked up to him and gently held his arm, "Don't worry, I will definitely find him back."
The Duke of Morton suppressed his anger and looked sideways at his only partner, apologizing again, "I'm sorry."
The Duchess caressed her husband and smiled: "You have said it many times, and you have said it for ten years."
"Maybe I'll tell you forever."
"Do you want me to comfort you forever?" The Duchess smiled helplessly.
The Duke of Morton grabbed his wife's hand, bowed his head to kiss, and said reverently: "Yes, I hope that every time I apologize like this, I can get your generosity and comfort, so that I can be sure that you still love me."
The Duchess laughed, and stroked her husband's head with the other hand, which is the only power that a partner has, "Okay, I forgive you, because I know it's not your fault, I know you only have me in your heart, just like me Only you."
The Duke of Morton showed a rare smile to the outside world, and stretched out his arms to hug his wife's waist. The couple hugged each other in front of the window, forehead to forehead.
"That child... is too important, I can only keep it in the house."
"I know."
"I can't make him recognize you as his mother, because both of us are black horns."
"Ok."
"I don't know who did it this time, but I suspect that someone may already know that the child is a born white-horned witch. The woman has been making trouble for the past few years and trying to sneak into the house, probably for the sake of Make sure that child is not." When the Duke mentioned the word "woman", his tone and expression were full of disgust. And as long as he sees Sumen, he will think of that woman and her family, which makes it impossible for him to like this child.
The Duchess stroked her husband's back and raised her head, "Could it be that the Alan Dawg from the White Horn Tribe learned something from God?"
Duke Morton didn't speak, obviously he also had such doubts, but then he shook his head, "If the Witch of Alan knows, he will definitely come to meet Sumen in person. After all, except for Witch Alan, none of the White Horns have been here until now. No new three-eyed witch has been born yet. Now the Alan witch is healthy and not too old, but in two years, if there is no white-horned witch born, the White-horned tribe will probably panic."
"They are panicking now. There have always been three three-eyed great witches in each of the three clans. The reason why the three clans have been able to maintain balance for so many years is also because of this. But now, Black Horn and Red Horn each have three existing ones. The three-eyed witch, but after the Baijiao tribe returned to the embrace of God, there is only the Alan witch, and apart from Sumen, we have not heard the news of the birth of a second three-eyed witch."
The Duchess lowered her voice and said softly: "I heard many people say that the Baijiao people are about to be abandoned by the gods."
The Duke of Morton sighed, and asked his wife in a low voice: "Do you think I did the right thing?"
"If you want to unify the three clans, especially to contain and deal with the warlike Red Horn Clan, our Black Horn Clan's power is simply not enough. If you want to become the real king of the three clans, it is not enough to win over the White Horn Clan. Hold her firmly and make her a complete subordinate of our Black Horn Clan, so in a sense of justice, I don't think you did anything wrong."
"But I am imprisoning a god-given great witch, and I have also cut off all his ways to receive the great witch's inheritance."
"But you didn't kill him. You wanted to treat him well, didn't you?"
Duke Morton was honest with his wife, he shook his head, "No, I just dare not really kill a god-given three-eyed witch."
Yes, he dared to imprison and raise the great witch, but he dared not kill him.
The Duchess found her husband's uneasy mood and comforted him again: "But you didn't intend to kill him, didn't you always plan to keep him? After all, the White Horn tribe will always return to the embrace of God after the Aranda witch returns to the embrace of God. A great witch is needed."
Her husband needs a puppet, a great witch who doesn't know any of the great witch heritage, but only obeys Morton's orders and becomes Morton's tongue.
"Yes, he will go back to be his great witch, but not now." Duke Morton didn't feel guilty towards Sumen. Although the child was innocent, if he wasn't born a great witch, he might be killed by him along with his mother when he was born. killed.
Child, if you want to hate, hate your greedy mother clan and the people behind them.
At this time, Duke Morton's mood was extremely contradictory, so conflicted that he dared not confide in his wife again. Because he found that deep in his heart, a little bit of thought "If that child just escapes like this, it would be great to accept the inheritance of the White-horned Great Witch and become a real Great Witch".
A born great witch, a child bestowed by God, how wonderful would it be if it was the child of him and his wife? He will definitely spoil him to heaven and give him everything he can give!
Let's talk about the gate of the temple in the lower city.
Yan Mo looked at the crying crowd below with a very indifferent expression.
Xing Liu and the others standing behind them were all stunned when they saw Yuan Zhan's behavior.
Wen Wen, the only girl among the four teenagers, yelled and questioned in disbelief: "How could you do this? They are hornless people like us!"
Wen Wen rushed out, she was the only therapist in the team except Yan Mo, she wanted to help those people who were washed to death by the water dragon and the subsequent big waves.
Xing Liuyan quickly grabbed her, "Don't go for now! In their eyes, we are with them."
Wen Wen turned back and said angrily: "We are not with them! They are as cruel as those horned men!"
The girl's voice was a little louder, and the servant Zhong Shen in front looked back at them.
Xing Liuhe and the girl froze in their hearts, and immediately shut up.
Cang Qi was held down by Fei Zhang and others early on.
Yan Mo ignored the others behind, and took out a smaller bone vessel from his bosom.
Some hornless people who just got up saw him take out the bone tools again, and immediately fell to the ground in fright.
Yan Mo raised the small bone vessel to his mouth, "Listen up, I don't know who the devil boy you are talking about. Wanting me to hand over my own child is a dream! Whoever wants my child, Let him come to me by himself. As for you, for the sake of being hornless people, this time I just washed you with water to calm you down, but if there is a next time, I can't guarantee that there will be no dead people among you .”
Looking at those troublemakers without horns again, Yan Mo suddenly felt bored and bored. These are the people he wants to help? Some people who have long been deeply rooted in servility
And in the Western Continent, hornless people like this are definitely not in the minority.
Turning around, Yan Mo twitched his lips when he saw those abyss hornless people who were angry and reprimanded him.
If you want to be the savior, you have a long way to go. Or should he go another way? Was he too gentle and easy to talk to in front of him
Heck, after wearing a mask for so long, he almost forgot who he was.
A person suddenly rushed out of the crowd climbing up the steps and rushed towards Yan Mo's back. He had a sharp bone knife in his hand!
"boom!"
Yuan Zhan grabbed the opponent's bone knife with his bare hands, snatched it, pierced the opponent's heart with his backhand, and then grabbed the opponent's neck and threw him out.
The man slammed into the wall of the house across the street and fell slowly.
The process from the assassination to Yuan Zhan killing the opponent and throwing it out was extremely fast, especially the movements of Yuan Zhan, no one present could see clearly.
They only saw someone rushing over to kill the gentle-looking man without horns, but in the blink of an eye, the body of the assassin hit the wall on their side and fell. The whole process only left a "bang" sound.
Yuan Zhan looked at the crowd, his eyes were full of killing intent, and his face became ferocious.
The crowd flinched, and everyone backed away.
Some even asked for help from the city guard.
But the people in the city guard did not move. They are not fools, not to mention that someone on the other side has been explicitly protected by Prince Buhua, even if it is against the powerful bone treasure in their hands, they will not take it lightly.
"Ah Zhan." Yan Mo turned his head and stretched out his hand.
Yuan Zhan turned around, seeing Yan Mo's outstretched hand, his anger slowly subsided, and he also reached out to shake hands with him.
The two walked into the temple hand in hand in front of everyone.
Seeing the two of them, Xing Liu and the others who were blocking the way subconsciously moved out of the way, wondering if they were intimidated by Yuan Zhan's residual power.
Seeing that these people were not pleasing to the eye, Qi Hongzhi stared at them fiercely.
Xing Liu and the others were afraid of Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo, but not Qi Hongzhi, so they all stared back.
Zhong Shenshi looked bitter, looked inside and outside, after all, he couldn't just ignore it.
Not to mention how Zhong Shenshi comforted and helped those troublemakers without horns, but also to say that Yan Mo and others returned to the courtyard where they lived.
Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan stood in the yard waiting for Xing Liu and the others.
When they all arrived, Yan Mo suddenly smiled and said, "Do you still remember what your Lord Yuan told you before you came out with us?"
Cang Qi, who just wanted to make trouble, was gagged by his partner.
Sweat broke out on Xingliu's forehead, Feizhang the bone craftsman sighed, and took a step forward, "Say what you want to say, don't threaten us."
"Threat?" Yan Mo chuckled and suddenly turned his face: "Are you worthy?"
Xing Liu and the others were used to seeing Yan Mo's gentle side, and they were startled when they saw him suddenly turn his face.
Seeing them like this, Yan Mo laughed again, and shook his head, "Today is the last time I say, I hope you can remember what your Yuan Lord asked you before you came out, don't forget, I didn't bring you out, It's your Lord Yuan who begged me to bring you out! And you probably haven't forgotten that your Lord Yuan agreed, if you don't listen to my orders, I can do whatever I want to do with you."
Seeing the dissatisfaction and resentment in their eyes, Yan Mo smiled, and said indifferently: "I don't care what you think, in short, you must be honest with me and don't make trouble for me. If you let me know that you What was done in private to affect my side...you don't want to know the consequences."
Yan Mo left these two paragraphs and went to see Jiufeng with Yuan Zhan.
Fei Zhang and Stu, two bonesmiths, looked at each other and called everyone into their room. They thought that they really had to talk to Xingliu and the others, and they also warned themselves that during this time of getting along with each other in harmony, they all forgot that even their Yuan Lord had suffered a lot from these two people, and now they are used to it. The few children who dared to complain about them, even dared to point the finger at them, and turned their backs on them, what else could they be if they were not blind and lost
They need to wake up these kids! including myself.
After Yuan Zhan entered the room, he pulled Yan Mo.
Qi Hongzhi stopped outside the door, stood at the door as a loyal guard, and closed the door carefully.
in the room.
"What?" Yan Mo stopped in his tracks.
The two children and the lion after sunset also looked at them.
Yuan Zhan, "It's too slow to do this. I don't like it here, I want to go back."
If it is childish and self-willed, it is rare for Yan Mo to see Yuan Zhan like this, and his mood will recover a lot in an instant, and he can't help laughing: "Then what do you want?"
"Aren't they going to change the king next year?"
"Ok."
"Then what if their king dies suddenly within this year? Or will he die at the hands of a suspected Black Horn assassin." Yuan Zhan probably had this idea a long time ago, and when he was stimulated by the assassin again today, the thought in his heart also disappeared. more firm.
Sunset and the rear lion hold their breath.
Jiu Feng tilted his head, and the three long golden feathers on the top of his head flicked back and forth.
The little Baijiao Sumen looked dumbfounded, but his eyes were fixed on the two people at the door.
Yan Mo fell silent.
The Horned Clan took the initiative to attack the Eastern Continent, but he is not the master of the Eastern Continent. According to the urinating regulations of the guide, if he takes the initiative to attack the Horned Man before the Horned Man confronts Jiuyuan, the guide will definitely punish him .
"Are you worried about God's punishment?" Yuan Zhan knew him very well.
Yan Mo wanted to say that if you want to kill someone, don't tell me, but if Yuan Zhan really didn't tell him anything, and just did such a big thing, he would definitely be unhappy even if he knew it afterward. It doesn't matter if it's small or something, it's just a small emotion between lovers.
Yuan Zhan's expression softened, and he squeezed the palm in his hand that was definitely not tender and still had many calluses, "Leave it to me, I know what to do. If God really blames, he will only punish me. "
Yan Mo rolled his eyes, shook off his hand, and pinched and rubbed him until he was itching to death, "Why pretend to be a lonely hero? We are one, what's the difference between punishing you and punishing me? Okay, tell me Let's discuss your plans together."
It's not the first time he has done it to take advantage of loopholes. As the saying goes, there are policies at the top and countermeasures at the bottom, it depends on how you plan.
Yuan Zhanxie's domineering face almost turned into a flower with a smile, and those long and narrow eyes almost disappeared from the smile.
Yan Mo was puzzled, "Laughing? What's so funny?"
I don't know if Yuan Zhan's smile is particularly contagious, but the other two adults and two children in the room also laughed along with him, Xiao Baijiao's smile was very weak, but he was indeed smiling.
Yan Mo looked at Yuan Zhan, then at the other two big and young, and couldn't help grinning. I still thought: What are these people laughing at? All of them are so stupid!