"Just slap my son at you, don't go!" Ning Xiaoyao crossed his neck and hit the bar.
Ning Xiaoyao is the son of Bei Ming, and he has always been a cool and handsome image in the outside world.
But what no one knows is that when Ning Xiaoyao was at home, Patriarch Ning taught the grandson the same.
From childhood to adulthood, Patriarch Ning often taught Ning Xiaoyao and stimulated him to work hard.
It would be nice if Ning Xiaoyao said "Life is as lonely as a dog, and masters are as lonely as snow."
This matter made Family Master Ning very angry and had to be angry.
If it's other times, that's fine.
But now, the opportunity for Ghost Mountain is about to open, and the world's heroes gather, why Ning Xiaoyao won't go
This... What kind of world
Snapped!
As soon as the voice fell, Ning Xiaoyao's other face was slapped hard.
"Little bastard, I ask you one last thing, are you going or not?" Family Master Ning said coldly.
"If you don't slap once, you will go with two slaps!" Ning Xiaoyao slapped his head and persuaded.
"Don't even say that Lao Tzu treats you badly, don't you always want to be the best? Lao Tzu will lend you this time!" Patriarch Ning said lightly.
Hum!
Hearing this, Ning Xiaoyao's dying spirit instantly became energetic: "Dad, didn't you say that you will wait for me to inherit the position of Patriarch before giving me the Absolute Sword?"
"This time is different. This time the Ghost Mountain is too dangerous. The old man has a hunch that the world will change." Patriarch Ning looked serious.
…
The Western Regions, the wind is blowing yellow sand!
Among the yellow sand in the sky, there is a thicket of grass.
oasis!
It's just this oasis, but it will not bring hope to life, but endless despair!
On the grass, all kinds of bones can be seen everywhere.
Countless vultures hovered in the void, suddenly dived, and began to swallow the "corpses" of the prisoners of war who were scattered on the ground and had not yet died.
Countless screams, wailing, and desperate pain sounded throughout the sky.
Here, it's like hell on earth.
Strange to say, these prisoners of war scattered on the ground, no matter how they escaped, they couldn't leave the grass.
In the middle of the grass, stands a huge stone monument.
The stone stele is towering into the clouds, and densely engraved with mysterious inscriptions.
It is strange to say that the blood shed by the prisoners of war will travel along the grass and will eventually be swallowed by the huge stone stele.
This stone stele exudes endless evil spirits.
Even the fierce red-eyed vulture in the void did not dare to approach the stele.
Outside the grass, three thousand soldiers were stationed.
On the outpost, the young adjutant who had just been dispatched a few days ago asked curiously: "General, these prisoners of war can't escape at all, and no one will come here. Why do we have so many garrisons?"
"You don't understand." The gray-haired old general said with a hoarse voice, "Our purpose of stationing here is not to guard the prisoners of war."
"Not guarding the prisoners of war, what is that?" The young adjutant was a little curious.
Following the gaze of the old general, the gaze of the young adjutant finally fell on the huge stone monument.
"General, is it for the wordless stele?" the young adjutant asked tentatively.
"Who told you that there are no words on the stone tablet?" An indifferent voice suddenly came from behind.
Upon hearing this, the young adjutant turned around, only to find that the surrounding area was empty, with no other people besides the soldiers stationed there.
"Ghost." The young adjutant's hair was horrified, shuddering.
There are many uncivilized places in the Western Regions, and the culture and science are not popular enough.
Whenever encounters lightning and thunder, and all kinds of unexplainable things, the people will pretend to be entrusted to the gods.
As a result, the theory of ghosts and gods prevailed, and all races had their own belief totems and legends of ghosts and monsters.
The young adjutant joined the army not long ago, and because of the good family relationship, he made his way to the sky.
"Don't be afraid, we are not ghosts." Another old and majestic voice suddenly sounded from behind.
This time the young adjutant saw clearly that he was speaking in the distant desert, an old man walking slowly.
Next to the old man, followed a tall, shirtless young man with tattoos of a giant wolf all over his body.
The old man wears ethnic clothes unique to the Western Regions, but the color is not mainstream red, but gold.
On this desert grassland, people who can wear golden silk clothes are the top nobles!
"King!" The old general knelt down first, his eyes full of excitement: "My great Danba Khan of the Ba clan, you are finally here."
"king!"
Wow!
The three thousand warriors all knelt down and looked at the old man's eyes, full of excitement and enthusiasm.
The eagle on the grassland, the invincible king in the desert, Danba Khan, is here!
In external legends, Dan Ba Khan is like a demon, killing countless people, tyrannical and cruel.
But in fact, legends are just legends.
The old man in front of him, in addition to wearing noble clothes, was ordinary like a kind old grandfather next door.
On the contrary, it was the sturdy young man next to Dan Ba Khan, who was filled with monstrous evil spirits, and he looked like a tyrannical and cruel person.
"It turns out to be the king of my Ba clan, the great Danba Khan." The young adjutant knelt down with an excited expression on his face.
On the prairie, in the desert, among the Ba people, and in all the legends of all ethnic groups in the Western Regions, Danba Khan is an invincible existence.
There are many tribes in the Western Regions, but the patriarchs who can unite all races are different.
Only the tribal patriarch who can be respected by a hundred tribes is qualified to be called a Khan!
Dan Ba Khan, a powerful man who moves all over the world for his alchemy, is like the sun on the grassland, an eagle flying high in the desert, giving peace and warmth to his people.
The young adjutant graduated from Harvard University overseas, and with the blood of serving the motherland and hometown, he returned to the Western Regions.
Although the young adjutant is timid, he is actually an atheist, and he does not believe in the existence of gods.
But the young adjutant knew very well that on the grassland, Danba Khan is the sky!
If you want to advance to a high position, you must satisfy Dan Ba Khan!
Damn it!
The young adjutant knelt on the ground and kept kowtow to Danba Khan.
At this scene, Dan Ba Khan nodded secretly, his eyes thickened with a smile.
"This is..." The old general glanced at the hideous man behind, and suddenly trembled: "Are you—Prince Barba?"
"It turned out to be Prince Barba?"
"The prince has fought for another ten years, destroyed countless families and killed many tribes, has he finally returned?"
Hum!
Everyone was in a commotion, looking at the fierce gaze, full of awe.
Among the Ba people, Danba Khan is a kind and wise elder, but the father of the king.
Among the Ba people, the most feared person is the Prince Barba.
Prince Barba is a fierce wolf fighting in the grassland, instead of the eagle Danba Khan to fight the world.
In the past ten years, Prince Barba has never returned to the Ba tribe and has been fighting abroad.
Those who follow me prosper, destroy me and perish!
Prince Barba’s fierce name, on the prairie, can stop a three-year-old from crying at night!
At this moment, Prince Barba has returned. Why is this
Everyone is a little confused.
Suddenly, the young adjutant was shocked, thinking of what Dan Ba Khan had just said.
"Wang, do you come here for the stele?" the young adjutant asked cautiously.
"Not the prince, but the prince!" The fierce young man finally spoke.
The sound is like thunder, and it contains endless evil spirits, which makes people shudder.
"Prince, what is on this stone tablet?" The hoarse voice of the old general resounded across the sky.
Yes, what is in this stele? Three thousand soldiers are a little puzzled.
"You really want to know the answer?" Prince Barba said suddenly.
The tone is cold, like a suffocating air, which makes people shudder.
"Yes." The old general said in awe.
"Even if you don't hesitate to sacrifice your life for this?" Prince Barba said again.
"Prince, you are really joking, isn't it just looking at a stone tablet, how can you give your life?" the young adjutant said with a smile.
"Yeah, prince, we all want to know, just talk about it." Three thousand soldiers began to roar.
Although everyone is afraid of Prince Barba, since Danba Khan is here, everyone naturally does not worry about the prince being angry.
"In that case, you are ready to pay your blood and soul?" Prince Barba's mouth suddenly burst into a weird smile.
"Yes." Three thousand soldiers roared again.
Isn't it just looking at a stone monument, the prince will never kill, right? The soldiers thought amusedly.
however…
Wow!
The next moment, all the soldiers only felt a flower in front of them, and they saw in all directions, suddenly a dense pack of wolves appeared.
Wolves are very common in the grasslands and deserts.
But so many fierce wolves, these fighters have seen it for the first time.
"These ferocious wolves all eat human flesh for a living, enjoy it, Jiejie." Prince Barba said with a sneer, suddenly resounding across the sky.
Whoops!
Whoops! Whoops!
In an instant, the pack of wolves roared and tens of thousands of horses galloped.
Countless fierce wolves encircled and suppressed the soldiers, and soon swallowed them all.
In an instant, red blood filled the entire grassland.
Quiet, the audience is deadly quiet.
On the sentry, the young adjutant trembling all over, fell to the ground in shock.
Among the crowd, only the veteran general, as if he could have predicted all this, didn't respond.
It's just that the old general's legs were shaking, and his pants were all wet.
"Xiao Huang, don't be afraid, you are a talent of my Ba nationality, hurry up and open the stone tablet." Dan Ba Khan's kind voice resounded across the sky in an instant.
But this voice fell in the ears of the young adjutant, but it was like a devil.
The young adjutant had to follow!
Walking towards the stele cautiously, the more he moved forward, the colder the sweat grew thicker in the young adjutant's body.
But when he came down to the stele, the young adjutant discovered that on the stele, the runes had all turned red.
It's like... the blood in the human body.
Especially in the center of the stele, the rune thumped like a blood-red heart, beating constantly.
"Crack the thumb bone and drip the blood into the stele." Prince Barba's sharp voice came with the wind.
The young adjutant not only neglected, bit his thumb quickly and dripped blood into it.
An incredible scene happened...