14 Eight (8)

Then she realized what Gu Jun meant and couldn't help but snorted.

She didnt care about the bet she had before, and she simply forgot Gu Juns phrase, if you lose, Ill call you uncle! But what made Mu Tianyin a little surprised was that this guy actually screamed, and he was a straightforward and trustworthy person.

"Ahem."

The tribesmen around them looked weird, and they were silent.

"What's so funny." Gu Jun's complexion turned purple, but he still said in a loud voice, "I would like to bet, I am not the one who can't afford to lose. From now on, the first warrior of these three mountains and five clubs will no longer be me. Jun, it's for you!"

Although unbelievable, this guy is indeed better at archery than himself, he lost!

"Hey--"

The people around were also sighing, no one expected such a result, and those warriors wearing tiger skins, watching Mu Tianyin's eyes become more and more fierce, it is true worship and admiration.

"The first warrior?" Mu Tianyin pulled her lips amusedly, and whispered slyly, "It's just a fake name, what do I want it to do."

The girl was slender, the corners of Jingbu linen shirt were blown by the night wind, and she smiled lightly.

"Then what do you want?" Gu Jun's voice increased sharply, "I can't leave. Life and death belong to the Qingshan tribe!"

Mu Tianyin glanced at Gu Jun's solemn precaution, and couldn't help shaking his head, "How many times do I need to emphasize?" Then he glanced at the crowd, "I just want to go hunting with everyone and give the tribe a share. force."

"It's that simple?" Gu Jun looked at her suspiciously.

Mu Tianyin spread his hands, "Otherwise?"

Gu Jun stared at Mu Tianyin for a long time. Although his beard was shaggy, he could see some strange appearance on his handsome face. Then his expression suddenly became straight, and he slapped the bear paw on Mu Tianyin's shoulder. ,"it is good!"

The loud voice screamed, and the surrounding ground shook.

Mu Tianyin didn't pay attention, was slapped by Gu Jun's left shoulder, staggered and stood firmly before giving him an angry look, "Can't you just relax a little."

"No, I'm sorry." Gu Jun withdrew his hand awkwardly, scratching his head in embarrassment.

Gu Jun didn't have the feeling of arrogance before. This big guy looked a little honest. Because of the deep admiration and recognition of Mu Tianyin, she was so stunned that she instantly seemed a little at a loss.

"Hahahaha."

People from the surrounding tribes have never seen such an embarrassing expression on Gu Jun.

Mu Tianyin touched her shoulders, and when she was about to say something, Xiao Shitou squeezed it out from nowhere, rushed to Mu Tianyin and dragged her hand out, "Sister, come with me, come on. fast."

"What's the matter?" Mu Tianyin stared at the little boy at his feet suspiciously.

Little Stone turned his head, his cheeks flushed, and he jumped and jumped and said, "The uncle drunkard is here, right at the end of the village, Sister, didn't you say that you have something to do with him, don't you hurry up and he will leave."

"What?" Mu Tianyin's dark pupils suddenly lit up, "Take me there quickly."

"Here here."

The two ran away like a gust of wind, leaving behind an inexplicable crowd.

From this moment on, the entire Qingshan tribe, including the warriors Gu Jun, had a new understanding of Mu Tianyin again.

"Woo-"

In the dark, weird sounds came from the wilderness.

There is a torch on a habitat under the rolling green hills, which is faintly reflected with the stars above the sky, illuminating a small world, that is, the Qingshan tribe, dense forests and trees, and then it is pitch black.

"call--"

A huge black shadow whizzed by from the heights of the Qingshan tribe, rolling the clouds, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

At the entrance of the Qingshan tribe village, torches were lit on both sides of the gate, and a group of figures were printed on the ground, large and small. Upon closer inspection, it was originally a group of children playing around a drunk who was drunk. Jumping and talking and laughing with him.

"The outside world, of course, um." The drunkard raised his head and burped, "Of course it's huge."

Some children laughed, "What does that look like, how big is it."

The drunkard was thin, unkempt and barefoot, dressed in torn gray clothes, with a wine gourd hanging from his waist, his eyes were completely covered in his scattered long hair, he couldn't see his age or his looks, he just fell down. I don't know how much I drank again.

"How old is it?" The drunkard sat down with his legs cross-legged, stabilized his figure, and waved his hand in the air. "No one has gone to the end, countless cities, endless stretches of Xianhe dangerous land, countless The powerful force of the Qing Dynasty, the endless journey of seeking the magic to prove the way, the ethereal legend of the fairy emperor..."

"Wow!"

The children around had their eyes brightened and blood was boiling over.

A child couldn't help asking, "Then, are there many fairies in those places?"

"Yes, I've seen someone flying, but Grandpa said that it was a powerful monk." The children next to him agreed with each other, in high spirits, and swayed the drunkard,

"But, why can't we practice?"

No one knows the origin of this drunkard, but someone in the tribe has seen him fly in the air, and it is said that he slapped an ancient beast to death, and everyone is very curious about him.

Especially the children in the tribe, whenever he appears, they like to ask questions because he knows many strange stories.

"What's so good about cultivation?" A clear light flashed in the drunkard's eyes, really sharp, "That's a cruel path of blood, you can't turn your head, there is no way of retreat, to be an ordinary mortal, a life of peace and happiness A good thing."

However, the children's world is simple and innocent, and they obviously don't understand the meaning.

Someone replied with bright eyes, "Of course, it is said that there are immortals who can live for thousands of years, and if we can cultivate, then we are not afraid of anyone, we can go to the outside world to see and go wherever we want. where."

"Hahahaha."

The drunkard suddenly raised his head and laughed madly, echoing among the three mountains and five parts, as if crying in sorrow, and vaguely said, "The mortal road, the path of cultivating immortals, he laughs at the sky, and it turns into the sky."

The surrounding children were frightened by the look of the drunkard looking up to the sky and laughed, and suddenly disappeared.

"Sister, it's right there." The little stone ran over here.

Mu Tianyin, who was walking swiftly, suddenly stopped. She heard the drunkard's crazy laugh.

The eyes under the mask couldn't help but deepen slightly. At this moment, the drunkard was swaying to his feet. About to leave.

"senior!"

Mu Tianyin hurriedly called.

And the tattered drunkard seemed to have not heard him, got up, turned around, raised his head to take a sip of wine, and staggered towards the village entrance.

"Senior, please stay!" Mu Tianyin tried her best to run and leaned towards her. Her body was fully recovered, her speed was astonishingly fast, and a whirlwind flashed past her, leaving all the little stones in a daze.

The drunkard's thin body was swaying and unstable, and he didn't even pay attention to the people who were chasing after him. When Mu Tianyin spoke, the moment he spoke, he disappeared out of thin air!

That's right, disappear out of thin air!

Mu Tianyin was startled, and silently opened his mouth.