Night gradually came.
The burning clouds that had filled the sky for a long time gradually dimmed.
From dark red to black.
Night enveloped the entire southern border jungle.
It also completely covered this unknown mountain peak.
However, the night did not bring dead silence to this place, but brought strong laughter.
The bonfire was already burning.
The entire open space was already full of girls from the Le Wu Gu tribe.
They wear beautiful clothes.
The eyes are shining with joy and excitement.
Although they knew what would happen next, they did not resist.
Instead, it is anticipation.
They are deeply influenced by the teachings of witchcraft, and believe that this is a gift from the great god of witchcraft.
They are chosen.
Sacrifice for the prosperity of the tribe.
This is their glory.
And on the periphery of the bonfire, there are some men from the tribe.
They are busy, peeling the skins of the slaughtered animals, hanging them on the bonfire, and starting to barbecue.
This is their job.
At this moment, Li Wuyou was standing in front of the window of the wooden house, quietly, looking down at everything here.
He doesn't want to get involved.
He was waiting here, and the young genius named Sang Boyun appeared.
Then, smash everything with your own hands.
"Aww!"
The bonfire at the foot of the mountain suddenly broke out.
Then, among the crowd, there was also a burst of excited cheers.
Li Wuyou cast his gaze over slightly.
It turned out that it was the soldiers from Zhennan Palace who appeared.
They took off their heavy and thick armor, and all of them wore simple clothes.
Lean and strong.
And those tribal girls who were selected, with excitement in their eyes, greeted them one after another.
"Ha ha… "
"please!"
Amidst a burst of laughter, Liu Tianming and the great priest of the Wugu faction also appeared in Li Wuyou's sight.
The two walked side by side to the center of the bonfire.
The wrinkles on the high priest's face were reddened by the bonfire.
In the eyes, there is a gleam of brilliance.
The food, supplies, etc. sent by the Zhennan Palace are very important.
It can save many people in southern Xinjiang from starving to death.
He raised his wine glass and said to Liu Tianming beside him,
"The most expensive friend, thank you for your support all the time. On behalf of God Gu, and the people of Southern Border, thank you."
"Haha, you Nanjiang have also done a lot of things for our Zhennan Prince's Mansion, happy cooperation!"
Liu Tianming raised his glass to greet him.
The two gradually come and go, and the atmosphere is lively.
And the soldiers around the bonfire, as well as the girls, have basically found the person they like at these times, and then they started laughing.
They dance around the bonfire.
Eating barbecue.
Some people showed off their voices.
The night sky seems to be full of vitality because of this.
"The little priest is here."
Just when the party was lively, there was a burst of more excited screams from the crowd.
Little priest, here we come.
Li Wuyou's gaze also flickered slightly, and then, he looked in the direction of people's gaze.
There appeared a young man in a fur robe.
He has a delicate face.
Brows and eyes are stern.
Sitting on a rattan chair carried by four big men, he was walking towards this side.
He is Sang Boyun.
That witch, the youngest genius.
The evildoer who inherited the golden jade dragon Gu.
However, at this moment, his complexion seemed a little ugly.
Especially when I saw those girls from the Witch Gu tribe, showing off their beauty in the arms of the soldiers of Zhennan Palace.
It even wrinkled up inadvertently.
He didn't like this scene very much.
The girls in southern Xinjiang, the most beautiful girls, why should they become the playthings of these rude Central Plains men
Still proud of it? !
boom!
When these thoughts flashed through his mind, anger flashed in Sang Boyun's eyes.
Then, a wave of air broke out around him.
There was a faint layer of golden halo lingering around his body.
Looking at the shape, it looks like a dragon.
This is the true qi blessing brought to him by Jin Yulong Gu.
Stronger than normal zhenqi.
call out!
Sang Boyun's figure swept up from the rattan chair, and then with a gust of wind, he flew directly towards the cheerful crowd.
The storm shook.
The bonfire swayed violently.
Those soldiers were also stunned because of their low strength.
Suddenly.
Sang Boyun came to Liu Tianming and the high priest who were sitting opposite each other.
The golden dragon's energy is restrained.
He clasped his hands,
"I've seen the great priest, I've seen Mr. Liu."
Although he didn't like this scene, he also understood the truth.
Must attend.
It is necessary to give face to the people of Zhennan Palace.
Otherwise, many people in southern Xinjiang would starve to death.
The conditions in southern Xinjiang are destined to not have too much food.
But he also has confidence.
When he really gets ahead, he will definitely be able to change the face of southern Xinjiang.
Therefore, he thought that he was groveling at this time.
It is to bear the burden of humiliation.
The pride in his eyes was faintly visible.
"Haha, young Junjie."
Looking at Sang Boyun's behavior, Liu Tianming could guess a thing or two, but he would never show it.
He smiled and said,
"I've long heard that Witch Gu sent out a young man with a talent for evil spirits. Seeing him today, he really deserves his reputation!"
"At a young age, he has already reached the realm of a fourth-rank master!"
"It's just so rare."
"Even if it is my Central Plains martial arts, Shaolin, endless suffering, etc., there is no such young fourth-rank grandmaster."
"Witch Gu, the future can be expected."
"Mr. Liu doesn't know something. Half a month ago, I just broke through to a fifth-rank grandmaster."
Sang Boyun listened to Liu Tianming comparing himself with people from the Central Plains Wulin, a trace of pride appeared on his face, and said,
"Moreover, I have comprehended the three mysteries of witchcraft."
"Even if it is an ordinary sixth-rank grandmaster, I can fight!"
He is still very confident in his own strength and talent.
"Fifth grade? That's even more amazing!"
When Liu Xianming heard this sentence, he couldn't help but gasp in amazement.
At this age, a grandmaster of the fourth rank is already unimaginable.
Now, the fifth grade has been broken again
Really evildoer.
However, after a slight pause, he thought of the helpless guy who crushed him once, and he sighed again.
Maybe Sangboyun is very strong.
However, comparing the two, he is still too far behind.
Not even a fraction of that guy.
"I have something to tell you. My grandson plans to participate in the first lottery in the Central Plains Wulin this year."
At this time, the old priest on the side also said proudly,
"With his strength, I think, this time, he will definitely win the first prize in the world."
"My witchcraft faction has not appeared in the Jianghu for a long time. This time, I will definitely attract the attention of the world."
The high priest looked excited and proud.
After the voodoo made trouble, the voodoo sect remained silent for many years.
Now I finally have a chance to see Jianghu again.
He can't wait!
"Back to the rivers and lakes!"
"Peace and prosperity!"
The girls near the bonfire heard the conversation here, and their faces were full of anticipation and enthusiasm.
They all shouted.
They also hope that their own martial arts genius can lead the Wugu faction and make a name for themselves in the world again.
The atmosphere of the party.
It also became more lively with the shouts of these girls.
"The heyday?"
"Your dreams will eventually be broken!"
Halfway up the mountain, Li Wuyou sneered with the corners of his mouth raised.
Then he pushed open the door.