Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Clasping her hands, Lu Yun felt the strength from the other party, but it was very light, like a feather, and the other party's hand let go after it passed easily.

"Aguyu, my name."

The patriarch Aguyu's voice is deep and magnetic, with a sense of strength.

A smile appeared on her pretty face, and she said, "I haven't seen you monks appear for a long time."

Aguyu's tone was slightly nostalgic, and those eyes seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and a shallow layer of warmth appeared.

"My father is a human race."

After Agusu straightened his fingers, Lu Yun felt a strong vitality lingering on those fingers, and the fingers recovered quickly.

The blue eyes are like fine emeralds, with a faint blue light, like an ancient sacred tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.

Moving his fingers, Agusu's tone remained the same.

"But he was a poor ordinary man, and he has been dead for many years."

"My appearance follows my father. My mother said that my father is the best-looking human being she has ever seen. At that time, she was tempted and took him back to be the patriarch's husband."

Agusu, who unceremoniously exposed his aunt's background, stuck out his tongue and smiled under Aguyu's warning eyes.

Looking at the mother and daughter, Lu Yun lowered her eyebrows and smiled, she suddenly took Wuzhu down and stood in front of them.

"Are the Black Mountain people also descendants of the ancient barbarians?"

She thought of the tall figure of the Montenegro clan, and Agusu's special care for Wuzhuo.

Heishan said back then that this sword was passed down from generation to generation by the Heishan clan, and only the patriarch knew the secret. However, the Heishan clan was destroyed too quickly at that time, and the inheritance was broken.

Wuzhuo has a strange relationship with this mountain range.

"They are traitors."

Aguyu answered with a chilly tone, but it was not aimed at Lu Yun.

She stretched out her hand, trying to grab Wuzhu, but no matter how hard she tried with her arms, Wuzhu stood motionless on the ground.

Just like Montenegro's attempt.

Seeing Aguyu's excited expression as if meeting an opponent, Lu Yun simply let go. Agusu was caught off guard by that force and bent down, and a familiar scene appeared.

If Lu Yun hadn't bent over so fast, Aguyu would have half-kneeled on the ground.

Picking up Wuzhuo and letting the other party look at him, Aguyu didn't care about the mistake just now, and there was a kind of nostalgia on his handsome face.

"We ancient barbarians have remained the same for a long time, and there is only one family."

"And this sword is the secret treasure of the patriarch. At the beginning, when a clan defected, this sword was also taken away."

"After the turmoil, the ancient barbarians split into three tribes."

"I didn't expect that one day, a human would return to the mountains with this sword."

"Fate is really playing tricks on people."

Aguyu sneered, because of this sword that claimed to hide ancient secrets, the ancient barbarians were divided, and the three tribes were hostile and fought continuously.

But who would have thought that the sword that caused all this would appear in this way.

Letting Aguyu caress the innocent Lu Yun, his complexion is not very good.

Wuzhuo involved the secrets of the ancient barbarians.

Sensing Lu Yun's expression, Aguyu smiled: "Don't worry, I won't snatch this sword, and besides, it's for you, and others won't be able to use it if they get it."

Just letting go, Lu Yun put Wu Zhuo away, so that the less people see Wu Zhuo, the better.

Seeing Lu Yun being so upbeat, Aguyu smiled heartily.

"I asked Agusu to invite you here. First, I want to see this sword. Second, I want you to help me introduce sects from the outside world."

"Recommendation?"

Ji Hongxi, who had been reticent all this time, spoke, his tone was a little sarcastic: "It's definitely a recommendation, not a coercion."

He was referring to the orc clan. Could it be that those people were playing the game of fighting first and then paying respects.

"One more thing, you ancient barbarians have been staying in this mountain range, why go out and mix in now."

The world of comprehension is not stable now, and the birth of the ancient barbarians is afraid that it will stir up the situation again.

Aguyu, who was stabbed by such sharp words, was not angry.

"You come with me."

A group of four walked in the tribe, and many people greeted Aguyu's mother and daughter along the way.

Agusu was always smiling, bouncing around like a child, but the expression on his face was old-fashioned.

They were going deeper, but it was not far away. There were no houses nearby, and even the trees became scarce.

Lu Yun could easily see the scene ahead.

Several stone pillars of two or three meters stood tall, and surrounded by stone pillars in the middle was a fire pit made of black stones.

When I got closer, I realized that there was a layer of green flame burning at the bottom of the fire pit.

The flame was like an old man with a dying candle, a little bit weak, swaying in the wind, but it didn't go out.

But that old-fashioned breath is not difficult to find.

"Firepit."

Ji Hongxi spit out two words quietly, and added: "The fire pond that is about to go out."

Although there is not much research on the ancient barbarians, there must be records in such a large sect as the Tibetan Sword Sect.

One of the most memorable points is that there is a strange place called Huotang in the ancient barbarian tribe.

In the firepit, there is no need for any fuel or spiritual power, and the flames are always rising, and the wind and rain rotate for a long time.

It is said that the firepit is the belief of the ancient barbarians, and this flame is the power of burning belief.

The witchcraft practiced by the ancient barbarians was a gift from the fire pit.

Just like a sword cultivator who regards the sword in his hand as his own god, then the fire pond stops at the ancient barbarians, which is the belief that will never fall.

But there is only a small flame left in the belief in front of him, and it will be extinguished in a short time.

"This young master is really well-informed." Agu Yu nodded in praise, and before Ji Hongxi could be happy, he added something casually when he saw the other party.

"A good-looking and smart husband like you is very popular in our tribe. If you fancy a woman in our tribe, I can help you intercede."

A few words shattered Ji Hongxi's heart. He had a straight face, a cold look that no one should enter.

But Ji Hongxi's complexion is extremely prosperous, with a cold face, like the flower of the high mountain that has fallen into the mortal world, seduced by abstinence.

Seeing Aguyu's more and more admiring eyes, Ji Hongxi felt an urge to face.

Ji Hongxi, who always liked to take the initiative to talk nonsense, finally tasted the feeling of being teased at this moment.

Lu Yun only thought she was blind, she walked to the edge of the fire pit.

She could see the flames below, and when she approached, she didn't feel any burning sensation, but instead, there was a kind of vitality flowing in her body.

Gentle and tired, like a kind old man who is dying.

"Is there no other way?"

The ancient barbarians can integrate into the outside world, but it definitely can't be done overnight.

It would take a lot of time to find a way to restore the fire pit, but Lu Yun felt that they couldn't afford to wait.

"Unless the three clans merge."

Agusu added that she walked to Lu Yun's side, her movements were more casual, her fingers touched the flames, and there was nothing strange about her fingers.

On the contrary, it was the totem on her waist, as if it had been injected with some power, the black color became more dazzling and full of vitality.

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