The totem of the Hylasu tribe is a golden eagle, with sharp eyes and extraordinary prowess. With the shaman's urging, brilliant light bursts out, as if it is reflecting the sun. 23x
Meng Qi felt a faint majesty coming from above, and the strange power seemed vague and clear.
Facing things like totem ancestral spirits, he didn't dare to be careless. He felt like he was floating in the dark universe, surrounded by illusory and untouchable bright lines. The only one he could grasp was the one that was slowly approaching.
Willingly, accepting this oath, he suddenly spoke and asked in short prairie dialect.
This shaman was only of an ordinary rank. Although he felt it was a bit strange, he thought that the other party was being cautious, so he whispered: There is no falsehood under the gaze of Changshengtian and Golden Eagle.
The Immortality Religion has brought most of the totem gods of the grassland under the rule of the Immortality Heaven.
Hearing these words, Meng Qi lowered his head, looking very pious, and used the secret technique of his soul to move. With a flick of the illusion, the line of cause and effect changed direction, floated to the shaman's side, and attached to his body.
Naturally, Changshengtian and Golden Eagle would not really pay attention to such a trivial matter. They only used their power to witness the oath, so they had no reaction to the changes in the oath.
The shaman unknowingly felt heavy, but he soon returned to normal. He thought it was because he had consumed a lot just now. He kept his eyes high again, took the gems and gold under Agula's respectful gift, and left the tent proudly.
If you make an oath, you will be a good brother. Agula changed his calm attitude just now, and became so cordial and warm that Meng Qi secretly suspected that this was not to recruit powerful assistants for himself, but just that the Wolf Killing Club had one more master who could confront the Wolf King head-on. He was delighted that revenge was expected. Understand, such enthusiasm would be beyond normal limits, unless killing the wolf would mean more to him than revenge.
Meng Qi nodded indifferently, still showing the coldness of a wandering swordsman.
Agula seemed to be aware of his attitude problem, restrained his smile and said: The more strength, the more hope of revenge. I often can't control my emotions when I think of Alsleng's eyes that refused to close before he died.
The time for you to join is just right. The liaison envoy from the south will come over in two days to recruit nearby members and relay the news to the Wolf King in other places, which can also be considered as witnessing your joining.
Meng Qi, the southern liaison officer, nodded calmly, suddenly feeling that the Wolf Killing Association was a rather tight-knit organization, going beyond a loose revenge alliance that spontaneously exchanged information.
After leaving the tent, Old Unn sneered: Agula has four sons and three daughters, but none of them are as outstanding as Alsileng. No wonder he was so worried that he wanted to join the Wolf Killing Club despite the risk of being retaliated by the Wolf King.
If I were him, I would make the same choice. Although it is often said that enemies will be repaid with retribution, I hope it is the enemies who are persuaded in this way. Seeing that there was no one around, Meng Qi switched to Mandarin and then spoke a long paragraph fluently.
Two days later, Meng Qi and Batu followed Agula towards an inconspicuous tent.
He is a grassland warrior with nine orifices guarding the door. He looked at Meng Qi and refused to get out of the way to enter the tent.
He knows both Agula and Batu. Who is this wandering swordsman with a mustache
This is the farewell for new members. Agula lowered his voice and said that he had made an oath under the witness of the shaman.
The grassland warrior who joined the club looked at Meng Qi sharply. It seems that he is doubtful about his qualifications to join the association. Not just anyone who is willing to take an oath can join the association.
Then he saw Meng Qi's cold eyes, and a cold and sharp feeling came from his throat, as if there was an invisible long knife there. As long as he moves rashly, his head will immediately separate from his body.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. Get out of the way.
Seeing this scene, Agula nodded slightly, deeply satisfied with his choice.
The tent was as warm as spring, with several copper stoves, blankets on the floor, felts hanging on the inner walls, and gold ornaments arranged in an orderly manner. The decoration was luxurious but not rustic, completely opposite to the inconspicuous appearance.
An old man sat cross-legged inside, his eyes slightly narrowed, inhaling the smoke of burning grass blades, a specialty of the grassland, with a rather relaxed expression.
His fur, dark and silky, lay aside.
Temur, heavy snow has sealed the grassland, and you are here so early. Agula greeted you casually and familiarly.
Temur put down the thing made of rolled grass leaves and spit out white mist: it was because of the heavy snow that sealed the grassland that he set off early. He was
Farewell, I will introduce the members who join the association, the strong ones who can save their lives in the hands of the Wolf King. Agula turned to Meng Qi and introduced him, Temur, a famous warrior in Zhelimu, and his most proud disciple died at the hands of the Wolf King.
Without Agula's advice, Meng Qi could detect Temur's strength by himself. Although he couldn't judge accurately, he at least understood that he surpassed the ordinary nine orifices. He could only determine whether he took half a step outside the scene.
I am old. If I meet the Wolf King alone, I may not be able to save my life. Temur took a deep look at Meng Qi.
Agula sat down cross-legged and asked casually: Where are they
I really can't get away, so when the time comes I will run hard and tell them the situation. Temur's tone was slow and old. Recently, the tiger in Zhelimu is very interested in southern goods. You have to pay attention.
Agula nodded and communicated with Temur. The Wolf King was not involved. It was all the secret affairs of Gegen Gol and Zheli Mu, as well as the dispersion channels for sharing southern goods and stolen goods.
Meng Qi sat next to him without saying a word. He was a little shocked. News often means opportunities. Sharing it like this between Agula and Temu'er is extremely beneficial to both parties. Coupled with Agula's identity, Temu'er Your strength is not simply one plus one.
There is probably no shortage of members of the Wolf Killing Association who are neither high nor low. They are not worthy of attention when they are alone, but if they unite and spread across the north and south of the grassland, exchanging news and supporting each other, they will be a force that cannot be underestimated. Strength Meng Qiruo thought, even if they killed the Wolf King, they would probably not disband the Wolf Killing Club after enjoying the benefits.
At this time, hearty laughter came from the entrance of the tent: I heard that a good man joined the party.
Without looking back, the image of the visitor had already appeared in Meng Qi's mind. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a fur hat, gorgeous clothes, and a decorative gold dagger on his waist. He didn't look too old. I guess around thirty.
Dari Achi, the liaison envoy to the south of our Wolf Killing Association, a famous wandering warrior on the grassland, whose biological brother was killed by the wolf king, Agula introduced the two parties.
Dariachi's movements were accompanied by a little bit of the power of heaven and earth. Meng Qi was fully sure that he had opened the ancestral aperture between his eyebrows. Besides being young and strong, his strength should be above Temur's.
Dariachi took off his fur, sat down without seeing anyone else, took a deep breath and said: "I won't doubt Agula's vision. Brother Zhebie's strength will definitely not be much worse than that of the Wolf King." It is a powerful supplement to our Wolf Killing Club. When things here are over and the snow thaws, I will take you to see the president.
When it came to the president, both Temur and Agula showed a little awe, but neither of them said a word, making the president seem rather mysterious.
The same goes for Dari Achi, who turned around and said: "My brothers don't speak their native language, so they don't have so much hypocrisy." Brother Zhebie, let me tell you directly about this wolf cub Tiesheng.
good. This is what Meng Qi wants.
I won’t talk about other things, and I believe you, Brother Jebie, know this, so I will just talk about what we will find when we kill the wolf. Dariachi said with a serious face. Although Tiesheng, the wolf cub, seems to just kill any good person at will, we found that, except for a very small number of weaklings, the strength of the objects he kills increases every once in a while.
Daria Chi made it very clear. They analyzed the wolf king's killing patterns and found that every once in a while, the wolf king's ability to select targets would suddenly skyrocket. Then stabilize at this level, repeating this process over and over again. Of course, there are examples where the target is too much stronger than or lower than the Wolf King, but these are just sporadic embellishments. They either succeed easily or escape far away and come back later.
We suspect that the surge stage is the period when Tiesheng, a wolf cub, is about to break through, and he will break through the barrier by taking risks and hunting objects that are much stronger than him. Agura added.
Meng Qi recalled the information he had read and nodded slightly in agreement.
Calculating the time, the Wolf King should have almost recovered from the injuries he had caused to him. Based on his previous state, he should have reached the stage of seeking a breakthrough. If this is the case, there may be no chance. The problem is, what can be chosen on the grassland? There are many corresponding objects, and it is difficult to determine the target of the Wolf King.
Of course, the premise of all this is that the Wolf King has no other adventures and does not recover early, but judging from the number of times he has taken action in the grassland in the past six months, this may be very low.
Dari Achi’s words confirmed Meng Qi’s thoughts: Although Tiesheng, a wolf cub, rarely made any moves after returning from the Central Plains, and seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough, except for being a direct descendant of the Golden Horde and the Immortality Sect, he could satisfy his need to break through. There are not many grassland powerhouses needed, so we can only choose the key points.
However, he changed the subject and was able to choose the target of breakthrough so accurately. I don’t think Tie Sheng is a real lone wolf. Moreover, before he went south, he had killed five people, two of whom were secret members of our Wolf Killing Association. , how could things be such a coincidence
Therefore, you have investigated this aspect. Meng Qi struggled to speak in Prairie dialect. He was so confused by Dari Achi's words just now that he almost didn't understand what he meant.
Dariachi nodded: We deliberately leaked part of the news, followed up, and found three suspicious people, one of whom was in Gegengaol. This was one of the purposes of my coming.
The eyes of Agula and Temur became hot and even a little bloodshot.
Meng Qi remained calm and maintained his stern posture, which made Dari Achi secretly praise him for his expert demeanor.
That day Su. Dariachi spit out the name.
Both Agula and Temur showed solemn expressions.
Su Mengqi didn't know this person at all that day.
Dariachi explained: He was once a famous horse bandit. After arriving at the half-step location, he gave the horse team to his deputy. He went to Gegen Gol to sell goods for many horse bandit teams, sit on the land and share the money, and practiced hard, hoping to get something. The eternal God cares for you, internal and external exchanges.
Once you become an outsider, you can become a guardian warrior of a medium-sized tribe or join a large tribe, which is a hundred times stronger than horse bandits. After all, under the rule of the Golden Horde Khan, it is no problem for horse bandits to fight in small quantities. If it becomes a climate, they will definitely To destroy them.
We will release unfavorable news to the Wolf King again. We hope that Brother Temur and Brother Zhebie will monitor Narisu and his men, and track and find the Wolf King Dari Achi, who raised his head slightly and spoke in a solemn tone.
Meng Qi held the handle of the knife and said calmly:
Hope your information is correct.
After saying that, he stood up, turned around, pressed the knife and left the tent.
Seeing Zhebie's attitude, Dariachi narrowed his eyes and whispered:
And I hope you won't disappoint us.
The moon is covered by clouds and snowflakes are still falling.
Meng Qi and Temur lay on the tops of different tents, letting the snow cover them, motionless.
Someone sneaked into Risu's tent that day and informed him of the news they had obtained previously.
After this person left, Narisu did not take any action throughout the night, which made people doubt that Dariachi's judgment was wrong.
However, Meng Qi and Temur were very patient and waited all night under the heavy snow and bone-chilling cold.
At dawn, many of Risu's men entered Risu's tent and left one after another, making it impossible to tell who would bring the news or not. . .