The head of the henaras knelt on the ground, holding a round bead in his hands and muttering a long mantra in his mouth.

A moment later, the beads in his hands gave out a dazzling red light, which lit up the dim room. In the light, you can see a bright color picture on the front wall of the kneeling henara people.

On the portrait, there is a handsome young man in a black robe, with short red hair like the most blazing fire. He holds a black Sabre and has wings of fire on his back. He is majestic and proud, as if no one can desecrate a god!

The henaras raised their heads, and the light from the beads in their hands showed the deep wrinkles on his face. The excited water flashed in his turbid eyes, and his lips opened and closed.

"Is that girl from you?" The patriarch henara was very excited and his voice trembled. I don't know if I want to cry or laugh. "When I saw her first, I thought of your demeanor. You are such a similar person..."

the people in the painting will not move naturally, but the patriarch henara looked at him reverently with one hand clenched in front of his chest and raised a trace of happiness at the corner of his mouth A comforting smile.

"Respect you, the king of the night!"

*********After a night's work, Huang Beiyue built his weapon. After only one hour's nap, he got up and washed his face with cold water. He was full of energy again.

In the past, in modern times, in order to complete the task, three days and three nights are not good, and now naturally no problem.

She went out of the wooden house. The young people led by Jike had formed a team and stood outside waiting for her. Her brother was very excited.

All the people in the tribe came out, standing at the door of their home, looking at her curiously.

With a faint smile, Huang Beiyue held the sabre in one hand and cut it on his shoulder. He said with great momentum, "if you are not afraid of death, follow me!"

"If you don't kill the strong enemy, you will never return!"

In a word, she immediately ignited the young people who were full of blood, and they all drank with their weapons in their hands.

Huang Beiyue strode out first. Then, on a tree by the side of the road, suddenly a head hung upside down. He turned his face smartly and blinked at her.

"I'm afraid of death, so I want to go and have a look, OK?"

Huang Beiyue took a look at him and suddenly put his sword on his face and said, "do you know what this is?"

"It's a knife!" The man said at once.

"What is a knife for?"

The man froze for a moment and said, "fighting!"

"Yes, a good knife is used for fighting. When a man defends his home, he also exists for fighting. How about you?" Yubei moon's eyebrows are cold and cold, and she is not angry.

The man blinked his eyes, turned over, jumped down from the tree, and knelt on one knee.

"I see. Please let me follow." The tone of voice was very sincere.

Seeing his movements and skills, Huang Beiyue knew that he was also a master. He waved back and said, "go to find Jike."

The man didn't get up and disappeared. A moment later, he was heard talking to Jik.

"Brother Jike, I will follow you to wipe out the enemy!"

"Asare, don't make trouble, we're not going to play this time," said Zick