Chapter 1613 heartworm

After that, the feeling of being monitored from afar appeared several times, but the other side was obviously afraid of the existence of Prajna and did not rush to do it.

After more than ten days, they entered the territory of the green willow department. As mentioned before, the next time they return to the territory of the barbarians, the barbarians will camp in the green willow department.

As a man, we should abide by the virtue of believing in what we say when we have to.

But obviously, the atmosphere in the green willow department is not quite right.

Outside the carriage, he declined Qin Huan's invitation. Prajna sat on the horse's back, frowned slightly, and his face was solemn.

Soon, there was a roar from the earth, and a black line appeared in the distance. It came straight to the troop, and it was a barbarian cavalry.

The team stopped and made a defensive gesture. Master Prajna took a look, and his face relaxed a little. "It's from the green willow department."

The old clan leader is also in it. There is still a long way to go. The green wood cavalry of the green willow Department has stopped. He turned over and dismounted, walked over quickly, saluted respectfully, "the green willow department welcomes the loyal Marquis Wu!"

"Welcome to the Marquis!" Although the rest of the cavalry did not dismount, they all bent down and beat their chests, showing enough respect.

When the door opened, Qin Huan came out, "the patriarch doesn't need to be polite. Please get up."

The old patriarch got up and smiled. He disappeared in a short time. He looked younger and more energetic.

"The Marquis has his word! Today, I will lead my son Lang to welcome you to the green willow department. Please get on the bus and sit down. Next, there may be some turbulence. If you believe me, you don't need to pay attention to anything. Just wait until you arrive at our department. "

Qin yulue pondered slightly, saying: "it's not necessary for the old patriarch to do so. The disadvantages of the green willow department have been long, and it's hard to return to the peak in a short time. If there's any inconvenience, I'll change my residence."

"Marquis!" The old people growled and roared. They glared round their eyes and stepped forward two steps. "I don't care about the green willow department. How do others think? If you don't help me, I'll die. Therefore, the Marquis's camp can only be left in our green willow department. If you dare to object, ask the children under our department if they will agree! "

"Hey ha!"

"Hey ha!"

The green wood cavalry roared loudly, publicized the momentum, and was full of fighting spirit.

Qin Huan thought for a moment, smiled and arched his hand. "So, I'll trouble the old patriarch. "

it's crisp and neat. Turn around and go back to the carriage. Since the heart of the green willow department is ready, what can he fear?

It's normal that there are different voices in the barbarian part. Let's see who is stirring the wind and the rain.

Prajna smiled and held his hands to salute. "Chief, I'll go with you to open the way for loyal Marquis Wu."

The old people grew up laughing, "so, thank you, master."

He saluted respectfully, without any excuse, for that was one of the reasons why he is now so strong.

The holy land has been silent for many years, and no longer directly involved in the internal affairs of the barbarian ministry. Many people are afraid that they have forgotten the real terror of the holy land.

The green wood cavalry turned the horse's head and kept a steady and slow speed. They walked slowly to the tribe's station. The horse's hooves trampled on the earth and made a low and loud sound of "boom". It was like thunder in the sky. The strong breath swept across, making people's eyes sour.

The feeling of being watched reappears and is becoming more and more intense. Obviously, the tolerance of the other side is on the verge of limit.

Finally, at the base of qingliubu, looking from afar, the green wood cavalry leading the way slowly stopped, and the sound of shouting rang out one after another. The horses felt the tension and restlessness before the war, and the horses' hooves kept treading in place, adding more and more tension.

A barbarian army has long been in a position to block the road ahead.

Before the old patriarch clapped his horse, he looked angry. "Don't forget that this is our territory, the territory of the green willow department, to prevent us from returning to the camp, is to provoke the endless war between us and you?"

He raised his hand and roared like thunder, "children, hold your horse, raise your knife, use our blood and life to protect the dignity of the green willow department! All those who stand in our way are your enemies of life and death! "

Shua -

Shua -

Shua -

the sound of a long knife coming out of its sheath resounds all over the world in an instant, and countless bright blades reflect cold luster in the sun. In the barbarian army on the opposite side, there was a rush of agitation. Several people who were gathered in front of them frowned and looked annoyed.

The old thing in the green willow department is really the stone in the Maokeng, smelly and hard! Several of them joined hands, but they were not afraid of one. They managed to escape from the dead. They were far from the peak of the green willow department.

But if they say that, they can't do it. Otherwise, they really start a war. Even if they can win, they need to pay a price.

What's more, it is likely to leave a huge hidden danger.

They killed their doubts about the barbarians. From the perspective of the barbarians, their position was good, so the holy land kept silent.

But once the boundary line is crossed, such as civil war, the Holy Land intervenes They are afraid at last!Prajna urges the horse to come forward, and the quiet voice, under the blessing of powerful cultivation, resounds through the whole world. "Are you sure you want to kill a ascetic with a long knife in your hand? And my teacher is the only great wizard in the vast world in the Black Temple of Hengshan! "

There was another violent agitation. In the eyes of the barbarian soldiers, there was fear at the same time. Dawu is the highest title of the barbarians, and the black tile Temple standing in the snow on Hengshan Mountain is the Holy Land in the minds of all the barbarians.

Offend the holy land, kill the disciple of the great wizard of Mount Meng, a noble and powerful ascetic Just think about it, it's scary.

Before the battle, several leaders looked at each other and knew that it was unacceptable for each other to start a war. One of them immediately got off his horse and bowed to the barbarian etiquette and said respectfully: "noble and powerful Prajna master, we have no intention to offend you and your teacher, Mengshan Dawu, but there is a blood feud between the barbarian and me. I doubt that loyal Wuhou, ningqin, must have done something against others, endangering all the barbarian tribes."

He raised his head and spread out his arms. "So, I, heita, Chongshan, Yanhe and Zilin, will join forces here. I hope master Prajna can represent the Holy Land and give us a convincing answer. If it turns out that loyal Marquis Wu is indeed an innocent person, my four departments are willing to offer a heavy apology and directly withdraw their troops from the green willow department. Otherwise, even if we start a war, even if the blood flows into a river, we will not shrink back from fighting and fighting among the barbarians! "

At the same time, the other three patriarchs saluted, "please give us an answer on behalf of the holy land, otherwise you will never flinch!"

The atmosphere was heavy.

The old clan leader of the green willow Department has extremely cold eyes. He raises his hands high. The children behind him become violent and bloody.

Prajna sighs suddenly and reaches out to stop him. "Patriarch, the situation of internal chaos in the barbarian department can't be seen any more. This matter, I will explain to Zhong Wuhou, I believe he will, understand you and my choice. "

Behind him, there was a quiet voice, "I can understand."

Qin Huan gave the two men a look of color, indicating that they didn't have to worry. They walked out of the battle and faced the four allied forces facing each other. They looked calm and calm. "Your worry really has a meaning. So no matter what you think, I'm willing to cooperate with you and give you a definite opportunity."

He looked up, looked at the top of his head, nine dazzling sun, squinted, "so, what do you want to do, just say it."

The patriarch of heita tribe, a man in black armor, with a big body, eyes full of fine points, and thumbs up, "the barbarians are loyal to the Marquis Wu. Whether you are true or not, they are harbouring evil in my barbarian tribe. It's your choice today. It's a man. I admire you!"

Qin Huan's face was expressionless. "I don't need it."

With a sneer, the patriarch of heita clan turned his hand and took out one. The black fog on the surface haunted the wooden box, and said loudly: "inside, it's a powerful degenerate black witch, a heart eating insect refined at the cost of his own life. Master Prajna can test its function. The barbarians are loyal to the Marquis of Wu. Dare you swear by blood that what you do after entering the territory of the barbarians will not harm the barbarians? "

Qin Huan shook his head He looked at the head of the heita clan in the opposite direction with the eyes of a fool. "I'm the leader of the smuggling team of the barbarians. I can't confirm the future use of these materials, but some of them will definitely be used in the battlefield. So, what you said is meaningless. "

"You..." When the heita tribe grew angry, he bit his teeth and took a deep breath. "OK, as long as you dare to make a blood oath and don't do anything to damage the foundation of our barbarian tribe, you can do the same!"

Qin Huan turned around and took a look at Prajna. He can't believe any of these barbarians on the opposite side. Of course, he needs to check them.

Of course, Qin Huan also didn't believe Prajna's inspection. So when he looked back, he saw his carriage.

After a few breaths, the voice of flesh and blood rings directly in my mind, "no problem."

At this time, Prajna has also got the wooden box of heita clan head and hands. After opening it, she looks at it and nods slowly, "it's really a heart devouring insect. The level is very high. Even after the big witch uses it, it's impossible to lie to it."

The patriarch of heita raised his head and locked Qin Huan in his cold eyes. "The barbarians are loyal to Wuhou. Now, dare you agree?"

Qin Huan looked calm. "Thank you, master Prajna. Tell me how to use this heartworm."

Prajna hesitates a little and looks at her.

Qin Huan smiled.

He would not say more, came over and said a few words in a low voice, explaining the key points.

In fact, the use method is very simple. Only after making an oath, take a drop of your own blood and feed it to the heartworm.

Qin Huan leaned out a blood bead and raised his hand to swear, "if I have done anything to endanger the foundation of the barbarian army since I entered the barbarian army, I will be rejected by heaven and earth, and my body and spirit will be destroyed."

Hum -

the blood bead quivers slightly, which means that the blood oath has been completed under the witness of heartworm.

The wooden box opened by itself, and a strange cry came from it, and the blood bead "whoosh" fell into it.