Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

"hiss!"

Someone exclaimed.

After the fire pond stabilized, a layer of flames ignited on all the totems of the ancient barbarians. It was not hot, but quietly burning.

The totems of the Shanshui people are very strange. Youlan snake-like totems are connected end to end to form a ring and wrap around their wrists.

The moment the flame disappears, they feel their connection to the fire.

The fire pit re-integrated, and even the scattered ancient barbarians became one.

In this close connection, they feel a kind of powerlessness and weakness hidden in the depths of the fire.

Tinder...has not recovered.

In other words, in this long history, the power of the fire pit has been consumed day by day, and it has reached its limit until now.

It is urging its believers to get out of the mountains, just like the Black Mountain family back then.

Feeling the floating information, the faint tit-for-tat in the eyes of Yaotian and Aguyu dissipated at this moment.

Compared with the future of the tribe, which tribe is the main one is actually not important.

Among the chattering crowd, Lu Yun walked to Heishan.

This stalwart man stood here looking in the direction of the fire pond. Heishan didn't know much about the secrets of the Heishan tribe.

Until now, they knew their origins and what the heavy sword they were guarding was.

Can you feel a sense of relief?

Do not!
What Lu Yun felt from the other party was more like letting go of a regret, and going all out to go where her heart is.

"Senior, where is Little Black Mountain?"

She hasn't seen the little boy until now.

She was cautious enough when asking, but judging by the attitude of the other party, Xiaotong seemed to be fine.

"He's fine and has a good place to go."

When Hei Shan said this, Lu Yun always felt that the other party gave her a serious look, which was too complicated and contained indescribable emotions.

It was like a heavy burden on Lu Yun's body.

"What happened to senior's injury?"

With Black Mountain's strength, it is too rare to see someone who can seriously injure him and force him to regress.

"Nothing, just killed a bug."

Lu Yun couldn't answer these words. The bugs in Heishan's mouth were definitely not the bugs she could understand.

Thinking about it, it seems that in this year, there is no news of the death of any important figure in the cultivation world.

Is it because the person is hiding his head and showing his tail, or is it because someone with a heart hides the news.

"Senior, if senior is willing, you can follow me back to the Tibetan Sword Sect. Everyone in the Tibetan Sword Sect will welcome you along the way."

Montenegro has no sense of belonging here, and it is not where to go.

"Little girl, don't test me."

"The world is so big, there are so many places to go, your Tibetan Sword Sect is not suitable for me."

The Montenegro sound is like rough stone, heavy and stubborn.

"Besides, my enemies haven't been killed yet!"

The long and drawn-out tone spoke of brutal murderousness, and Montenegro smiled strangely.

"Don't worry about my injury, it will be better in a few days."

Heishan seemed to know Lu Yun's thoughts, and said: "I will stay here for a few days, and during this time, I will help them lay the foundation."

"At that time, when you Tibetan Sword Sect members come here, it will be easy to take over."

The ancient barbarians are no different than before, but the ancient barbarian mountains remain unchanged.

This mysterious mountain range spans a long distance, like a natural moat, separating the west bank occupied by the demon cultivator from the rest of the place.

This kind of strategic location, because it was impossible to capture before, no matter how coveted by the outside sects, they can only take a detour.

But once the ancient barbarians cooperate, it will be equivalent to opening the door, and any secrets hidden here will be completely discovered.

One of the reasons why Lu Yun agreed to matchmaking was to let the Tibetan Sword Sect occupy a more favorable position at this time.

He never felt that the little sword cultivator in front of him was a good person.

In the realm of comprehension, a good person's life does not last long.

Lu Yun was not surprised that the other party saw through her own thoughts. Based on what they saw in the Nanshan Tomb, this cultivation world will not be stable for long.

The ancient barbarians are a help, and so is Montenegro.

Lu Yun naturally wanted to win both of them into the Tibetan Sword Sect, but unlike the ancient barbarians, Black Mountain itself represented a problem.

And this trouble is beyond her power to solve, which also means she can't promise anything to Montenegro.

She is still too weak!
"What do seniors need me to do?"

She asked Heishan, Heishan was willing to help here, it could not be because of the so-called affection of the same clan.

The Heishan tribe, who was betrayed by humans, and the Heishan who have been dormant in the underground palace for hundreds of years, are also not kind people.

If you do something, you must ask for something.

"Hehe, little girl, you really suit my heart."

He smiled, very kindly, and didn't see Hei Shan do anything, but Lu Yun felt that there was an invisible knife hanging above her head.

Ling Ran's killing intent was to tell Lu Yun that she must agree to Hei Shan's request.

Lu Yun was not afraid, just like when she first saw Heishan, she straightened her back, under this powerful aura, she stood still, like a sword standing upright.

Tsing Yi floats, sword intent contends.

Those ancient barbarians who were immersed in joy did not notice the sudden tension between the two, except for Ji Hongxi who cast a questioning look.

Lu Yun curled her lips into a smile, and saw Ji Hongxi submerged in a group of female warriors again.

"What I want is very simple."

Heishan spoke, and this title made Lu Yun raise her eyebrows.

With the strength of Montenegro, he can indeed be respected in the cultivation world.

"The deity wants the blood of my family to last forever in this cannibalistic world."

Montenegro's request was unexpected.

The first thing Lu Yun thought of was Xiaoheishan.

Heishan said that Xiaoheishan was placed in a safe place, and Heishan was willing to help them lay the foundation for the ancient barbarians to hide the sword sect here.

Even, Montenegro... took the initiative to help him digest that knife mark.

Although Lu Yun did not underestimate herself, she was not arrogant enough to think that Montenegro, who had only met twice, would do this for herself.

Since they met by chance, everything they do is a transaction between your love and my wish.

"Senior sent him to the Hidden Sword Sect?"

Lu Yun was surprised and heard Heishan's laughter.

"Yes!"

"Although that old fox of your Tibetan Sword Sect has a lot of calculations, he is still a gentleman after all, unlike those people who are trying to catch fame."

When Heishan mentioned Ouyang Wuwen, the head of the Tibetan Sword Sect, his attitude was too casual, but fortunately there was no hostility.

"That's the case, why did Senior entrust this matter to me?"

With her strength, it is impossible to protect Xiaoheishan, she is still under the protection of others.

"Ha ha!"

Heishan glanced at Lu Yun, his eyes were filled with darkness, like a dark bottom, where he couldn't see through anything.

"Since you have already felt it, just go on."

"The sword is in your hand, the sword is not broken, what are you afraid of?"

"As for the result, hehe, I made a choice, so naturally I believe you."

It was like an elder exhorting a junior, so natural, so casual, but Lu Yun's breathing almost stopped.

She looked at each other, and the blue veins on her raised neck tensed.

A plain white face carried a biting coolness like ice and snow, except for those eyes, which were as bright as stars and as dark as the cold moon.

The bottom of my heart... set off a huge wave. (end of this chapter)