Chapter 87 An Feng

Her black hair moved slightly, Feng Yun looked across the crowd and looked at the matriarch.

The Nuwa family still exists.

But this Nuwa clan had no strength. Even though she was exuding some power due to anger, Feng Yun could tell at a glance that she was no stranger.

Is Nuwa not a stranger?

Feng Yun thought of the Nuwa family in the court. She had extraordinary powers.

eccentric.

Not enough!

Just as several Miao and Han people on the opposite side were approaching Feng Yun with spears in their hands, Weiji stepped out, cut them off and threw them around.

"Weird!" the clan leader shouted.

There is only one stranger among the tribes in this valley.

"Cooper, catch him!"

When Cooper heard the sound, he looked at the clan leader, but the clan leader stared blankly at the black hair in Feng Yun's hair, and was distracted for a moment.

In Cooper's view, this was a cold look from the patriarch.

So he set off.

He took the spear handed by the person next to him and rushed forward.

Wu Yiren…

A second-rate situation.

His moves are brutal and powerful, but not lacking in dexterity.

Feng Yun has practiced swordsmanship, but has no physical martial arts skills. He is just here to find the descendants of the Nuwa family, not to intrude, so he can only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

Ceremony sword!

Use literary spirit as a sword.

"Clang!" There was a golden sound, and Feng Yun's sword skills were outstanding.

But this was not a contest between gentlemen, as other Miao people also attacked with spears.

Feng Yun chuckled, feeling that he was a beast in the mountains, being besieged by a hunting team from a wild tribe. He only needed to show a slight flaw, and he would be killed instantly.

But he is not a beast.

The literary spirit wanted to move, but Feng Yun was not a martial artist and had few killing skills, so he wanted to use the strange skills of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" and summoned the beasts to let real beasts confront them.

But this time.

"Stop!" The clan leader rushed over quickly, the silver ornaments on his body making a clanging sound.

When Cooper heard the sound, he slowly retracted his hand. When the other Miao Han saw Cooper, they all retracted, and they did not dare to attack Feng Yun again.

"Clan leader, be careful..."

Before Cooper asked the clan leader why, the clan leader passed him and came to Feng Yun.

The beauty is shocking, but it doesn't have the heroic spirit as before on the high platform. Instead, it looks more innocent.

But soon his eyes narrowed.

"Zheng!"

The clan leader glared angrily and drew out the scimitar from his waist, facing Feng Yun.

Using a slightly awkward Zhou Yan, she said: "Who are you?"

"Nuwa clan..." Feng Yun was talking about Zhou Yan. Few people around him could understand it, most of them were the clan elders.

The clan elders looked at each other, but their murderous intention towards Feng Yun was even stronger.

The patriarch's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something. He immediately turned around and said in Jiuli language: "He is not a villain, he is a guest."

The clan elder stepped forward.

"Head, he is from outside. How do you know he is not a villain?"

Other clan elders also said: "You should kill him and let him go, for fear of attracting the Miao people."

"That's right. Now the Miao Fang is going around capturing Miao Han people among the mountain tribes to build witch temples. It's really abominable and we must not be discovered by them!"

The patriarch looked coldly: "I can make my own judgment."

"It would be better for you clan elders to make arrangements for the sacrifice."

Then turned around.

"Guest, please come with me." After saying that, he put the scimitar in his hand into his waist and said in a low voice: "Just follow me. I hope we can discuss the black hair matter in detail."

Feng Yun nodded slightly, the Nuwa family and the Fuxi family were closely related, and the Nuwa family died in the court, Feng Yun also wanted to tell him the reason.

The patriarch looked at the green hair in Feng Yun's hair again, then walked a few steps, came to Cooper and said, "Cooper, what's so different about that Miao Fang?"

Cooper answered truthfully and told the story of the Miao monarch's search for a witch doctor.

"The magic of the witch doctor!"

The clan elders thought that Feng Yun did not understand Jiuli language and did not shy away from it.

He said angrily: "No wonder the Ge family wanted to search for mountain tribes everywhere. It turns out that arresting Han people to build witch temples is just a pretense, and the reason is to find the skills of witch doctors!"

"Head of the clan, we should order the clan members to come out of the mountains. Our An clan..."

The clan leader heard the noise.

"Then let's close the grain."

Then he looked at Cooper: "Does every household in the clan have enough water?"

There was originally a stream in the valley, but it dried up and was cut off for several months. There was very little corn to be harvested this year. If even drinking water was cut off, the family might have a difficult winter.

When asked, the patriarch's eyes moved slightly, as if he was speaking secretly to Cooper.

Cooper understands.

Then he said: "There is enough water in the clan to seal the grain."

The clan leader nodded without saying a word, leading Feng Yun past the clan members and towards the majestic wooden building behind the high platform.

The clan elders opened their mouths to speak.

But one person said: "Let's take care of the sacrificial matters first, and then talk about other things."

"All right…"

…

Feng Yun followed the clan leader into the wooden building. Inside the building was a lobby, behind the lobby was a corridor, and there were rooms on the left and right. I don't know what they were used for.

At this time, several Miao girls stepped forward to protect the clan leader.

At the same time, they kept looking at Feng Yun.

Seeing that Feng Yun's complexion was as jade-like, gentle and handsome, which was very different from the Miao Han they usually saw, they couldn't help but feel flustered and her cheeks were slightly red.

Feng Yun looked at him in surprise. They all looked at each other and smiled sweetly, but they were enthusiastic and informal.

As you go deeper, the surrounding wooden structures gradually become less and less, and instead there are mountain stone walls.

There are torches on it for lighting, the ground is bluestone, and there are dry waterways on both sides of the bluestone.

It can be seen that this is a cave, and the wooden building is the gate built at the entrance of the cave.

At this time, a bold girl asked: "What country is my brother from?"

Feng Yun smiled lightly.

"The country of Da Ting...but it has been destroyed now."

"ah?"

When they heard about the country's subjugation, these girls' eyes were full of sympathy, and their attitude towards Feng Yun was much gentler.

"Then why are we, the An clan, here?"

Speaking of this, another girl said: "How did brother come in?"

Another girl said: "Ah, I understand Jiuli language!"

The chatter seems to be enthusiastic and unrestrained, and there is no lack of teasing in the words, but in fact, he is inquiring about Feng Yun's situation.

After all, in front of these girls, there are also clan leaders who are eavesdropping.

"The country will be destroyed..." The clan leader lowered his eyes coldly and sighed silently.

As we came to a stone wall, there was a platform, which looked like a sinkhole, with a big hole above our head.

It was mid-afternoon, and the light was clear, shining on the stone walls surrounding the platform.
To be continued...