Hannya breathed a sigh of relief, although the fallen black witches were a group of miserable people who would hunt down and kill to the death as long as they encountered them, but some of their methods were indeed unthinkable.
For example, the Heart Eater Gu in front of me is a strange thing that does not exist in the world, and it is able to identify any small waves in people's hearts.
Although Ning Qin, the Hou of Zhongwu, was the envoy of His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor, he was still a barbarian after all.
Fortunately, the worst situation did not appear, the best proof was that the Heart Eater Gu remained quiet after swallowing the Blood Oath Blood Orb.
The old patriarch of the Qingliu tribe sneered, "Now, you guys are still..." His face stiffened and his voice stopped abruptly.
I saw the wooden box in front of Qin Yu, and suddenly the black energy skyrocketed, a shrill howl came out, and a hideous and ugly Gu insect sprang out.
Its appearance can probably be seen as a mixture of a centipede and a moth, with countless segments growing under its abdomen, a whitish body covered with strange black lines, two wings flapping, and small cold eyes locked tightly. Qin Yu.
In the eyes of the Heita clan chief, a gleam of light burst into his eyes, and he roared loudly, "Marquis Zhongwu, the barren man, you really have hidden evil intentions, go and cut open his chest and enjoy your sacrifices!"
Blood oath, blood beads, heart-devouring Gu... Of course, they are related. When the blood beads are swallowed, it is equivalent to opening a back door for the heart-devouring Gu in itself. As long as the oath is false, it can ignore all attacks, Defense, eat Vower's heart directly.
hum—
The sound of flapping wings instantly made a big noise, and Heart Eater Gu was about to rush out with a scream, but at this moment, Qin Yu raised his head and glanced at it.
Eyes are indifferent and high, like the nine heavens above, sitting on the gods in the heavenly palace, looking down at the ants struggling to survive in the mud pond on the ground.
Suppressed by the powerful class, endless fear surged out of instinct, and instantly defeated the violent heart-devouring Gu, with a shrill scream, it exploded with a "bang", and died on the spot!
The world suddenly fell silent, the needles could be heard falling, and countless barbarians stared at the scene in front of them with wide-eyed eyes. Most of them have heard of the terrifyingness of the fallen black witch and the legendary Heart Eater Gu. But who can tell them what's going on? Heart-devouring Gu wants to eat people's hearts, but before you can do it, you will explode first. What kind of operation is it? !
The head of the Heita clan roared angrily, raised his hand and pointed at Qin Yu, "Marquis Zhongwu, the barren man, you can actually kill the Heart Eater Gu, but even so, your true colors have been exposed!"
Qin Yu had no expression on his face, "Why did the Heart Eater go mad all of a sudden, I think you should know better. Forcibly urge it to do what it shouldn't do. If the Heart Eater can't move me, it will naturally explode and die."
Prajna's figure moved, and came to the pool of mucus that splattered after the self-destruction of the Heart Eater Gu. He squatted down and touched it with his fingers, and put it next to his nose to sniff, his face suddenly gloomy, "Zhang Shuzi!" He raised his head and looked towards the opposite side. The chiefs of the four major tribes, "I will definitely investigate this matter, who secretly moved... Holy Land, I will never give up easily!"
The face of the Heita clan leader changed slightly, and before he could speak, a barbarian woman came out and saluted respectfully, "Purple forest clan flower thorns, pay tribute to Master Prajna."
She stood up with a respectful expression, "As for your judgment, I and the other four divisions do not dare to question, Zhang Shuzi can make Heart Devouring Gu go mad, this is a secret that few people know about in my savage clan, who has acted on Heart Devouring Gu? , what is its purpose, it is shocking to think about it. I beg the Holy Land to find out this matter, find out the people who are secretly planning, and avoid future troubles."
Hannya glanced at her and nodded, "Don't worry, Patriarch Huathorn, I will naturally investigate to the end and not let go of the mastermind behind the scenes."
Flower Thorn smiled, "That's good." She turned around and looked at Qin Yu, "But the fact that Heart Eater Gu was manipulated doesn't mean that the barren Marquis Zhongwu is innocent. Even, I doubt the matter itself, It’s the conspiracy that the barbarians planned in advance, otherwise, how to explain the self-destruction of the Heart Eater Gu? Besides, it can stir up turmoil within my barbarian clan, and secondly, it can also wash away the suspicion of myself.”
After a slight pause, she bowed and saluted, with a very respectful tone, "So, the four of us still don't dare to believe it, and I ask Master Prajna to be considerate. After all, what we do is for the safety of the barbarians, not for our own self-interest."
Prajna was silent, although it was a little far-fetched, but he had to admit that the words of the flower thorns did make sense. Although Prajna is very clear, she must be lying, but things in the world are not clear to you, so you can ignore them.
Born in the Holy Land, a disciple of the Great Witch of Mengshan, for Prajna, it is both a noble status and a powerful amulet, but from another perspective, it is not a shackle, so that he must be cautious and avoid damaging the reputation of the Holy Land.
This was the case when he stopped the Qingliu Department before, and now he is being forced by the flower thorns, and the same is true when he is forced to use words.
"Ridiculous! Heart-devouring Gu is something you took out. Now that something went wrong, you actually dumped the blame on someone else. The remarks made by Patriarch Huathorn are extremely shameless. This old man admires it!" His eyes were cold, "The facts are all at the moment. No matter how sophistry you make, Old Man, Marquis Zhongwu has fulfilled his promise. Since it's your problem, let's move on!"
He raised his hand and waved forward, "Aoki cavalry, open the way for our distinguished guests from the Qingliu Department, whoever dares to stop them is our mortal enemy!"
Master Prajna is trapped in his identity and has many constraints in his actions, so he will not be polite!
The old patriarch Dong Ruo watched the fire, and he had already seen the situation in front of him. Even if the Heart Eater Gu didn't die by self-destruction just now, they must have other words to say, and they won't give up if they bite the Marquis of Zhongwu to death.
That being the case, it is up to them whether they dare to provoke a war if they simply go straight in!
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
The Aoki cavalry of the Qingliu tribe roared one after another. For them, before their own tribe settled, they were blocked by the four allied forces. This was an extremely provocative thing.
As for the disparity in strength between the two sides... In this world, there are only barbarian sons who died in battle, and there are no cowards who kowtow and survive.
Even if you die, you have to pull a few backs!
Hua Thorn's face sank, but it wasn't because he was ruthlessly scolded and ridiculed. As a woman, she was able to sit firmly in the position of the chief of the Zilin tribe, and she had no shortage of such things as her heart and her hands. It was just a very simple thing to do it herself.
The old things of the Qingliu Department are really very tricky, and they hit their pain point in one fell swoop... The four forces joined forces to coerce the Qingliu Department, or even besiege the tribe's station, it is not a big deal.
But the barbarian civil war is the sensitive nerve of all barbarians, and it is also the only deadly rule that the Holy Land has abided by for many years.
No one dares to touch it!
rumbling—
On the opposite side, the Qingliu cavalry rushed towards the sky like a stormy sea.
Qin Yu frowned slightly, glanced at the other side, and a fleshy voice sounded in his ear, "It's interesting, these barbarians seem to have a lot of backing behind them. They are forced to have no way to go back, and they are ready to come true."
"Little Qinyu, you, the new emperor of the barbarian race, have become the fuse of a barbarian civil war. I'm afraid that at least 100,000 barbarians will die because of this. How does it feel?"
With a wry smile, Qin Yu raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He didn't mind, killing some people with ulterior motives within the barbarian race.
This does not conflict with the stigma of the barbarian blood that he inherited.
Because the barbarian emperor is the existence that rules the entire barbarian race, and since it is rule, there is violence and repression. Death is just one thing, a very normal thing.
But the people of the Qingliu tribe, in his opinion, shouldn't die. At the beginning, he asked Rourou to ask for the life of Shenliu, and to restore the tribe's vitality, not to let them work hard for themselves and destroy the entire tribe today.
Qin Yu stomped heavily, and with a loud noise, the ground collapsed instantly, forming a huge deep pit. The big waves of mud rose and rushed in all directions, exclaiming the barbarian army that was about to face each other, and at the same time restraining the war horse.
The complexion of the four clan chiefs changed slightly, and his eyes fell, revealing a shock. Obviously, he did not expect that the barren, Zhongwuhou, had such a powerful cultivation.
Qin Yu said indifferently: "This marquis entered the territory of the barbarians in order to get what they need and everyone to benefit together. The war is not what I want."
He stepped forward, "Ben Hou has taken a step back. Since you still don't give up, then according to the custom of the barbarians, everyone will see the truth in the fight. There are two people under this Hou's command. As long as I can defeat them, I will turn my head and leave. In the future Never step into barbarian territory."
"But what if you lost? The Marquis wants to be alone." Qin Yu raised his hand and landed on the side of the four chief clan chiefs, a slender barbarian who bowed his head and said nothing, "Give him to Ben Marquis. , at my disposal!"
After being stopped by Qin Yu, the barbarian kept his original posture.
And sometimes, no change is the biggest change.
I looked at him before, he was just an ordinary barbarian, but now I look at him silently, and I feel a little bit motionless.
Towering and towering, straight into the clouds, it is unreal!
The old patriarch of the Qingliu clan frowned, but there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes. Of course, he knew that if Qin Yu did not intervene, the Qingliu clan would be removed from the roster of the barbarian clan after today.
Since the four major departments have started, they will definitely cut down the grass and root without leaving the slightest hidden danger... It's a very simple thing, if they get along with each other in different places, he will do the same!
Prajna walked to the side and saluted respectfully, "I am here to express my gratitude to the Marquis for the barbarian son who should have died in battle today."
At this moment, deep in his heart, the last trace of doubt disappeared.
The barren Marquis Zhongwu is indeed the messenger chosen by His Majesty. As for why he chose a barren, there must be another reason.
Qin Yu smiled, "No one is dead, so I don't need to thank you, but I still have to trouble Master Prajna to be a witness for Ben Hou, so that they will not continue to entangle after this."
After a pause, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Otherwise, the Marquis will be really impatient, and then the master will not blame me."
The four forces joined forces to coerce... so what? Even if he doesn't do anything, as long as Rourou is alone, he can easily wrap up the round. The only problem is that she dislikes the taste and it doesn't taste chewy.
"You are wrong about this. There is a saying that the quality is not enough to make up for the quantity. As long as you nod, I can shoot for free this time, and I will definitely not dislike it."
The fleshy voice was calm, but Qin Yu swore that she was serious.
Opposite, Hannya suddenly felt a chill in his heart for some unknown reason. He glanced at the Zhongwu Hou opposite, and nodded solemnly, "Please don't worry, Lord Hou."
Turning around, Prajna strode towards the four allied forces, not worrying about his own safety at all.
The shackles and amulets have been mentioned before, unless the four major departments lose their minds and dare not touch him at all.
"Master Prajna!"
The heads of the four major tribes, including Huathorn, bowed and saluted at the same time, and the barbarian army behind them bowed their heads to show their respect.
Prajna said: "No matter what decision you make in the end, don't forget your identity as a barbarian. And the Holy Land still has the ability to decide your destiny."
For the first time, he put the threat on the bright side, and in the identity of Prajna, this approach was very crude. But because of this, it can be shown that he is indeed serious!
The faces of the four chiefs changed slightly and bowed lower, "What is the master's order, please tell me."
Prajna said: "Do you agree to the agreement put forward by Marquis Zhongwu? Or do you have to provoke a war today."
The head of the Heita tribe hesitated a little, did not speak, and looked up at the flower thorns. Obviously, this barbarian woman is the real talker among the four coalition forces today.
Covered by Prajna's eyes, Huathorn hesitated slightly, and saluted respectfully, "We are willing to accept it." At this moment, she felt a certain, extremely strong unease, forcing her to choose to bow her head.
In fact, the choice of the flower thorn is very correct. If she refuses, Prajna will not hesitate to shoot and kill her on the spot!