In the land of the desert tribe, there is a sense of desolation everywhere. The mountains are bare and the earth is vast.
But among the desolation and desolation, there is a different kind of vitality.
At this time, a figure was walking along a long ancient road in the secret realm of the Desolate Clan.
This man has a strong build and a restrained temperament. Although his appearance has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he has a more honest feeling.
The appearance is not silly, but the appearance is silly! At this time, the man walked step by step to the end of the ancient road and came to a valley.
The entire valley is filled with sown rice fields, rice, etc.
It's like a farmer's farm.
The man had just stepped into the valley.
"roll roll roll!"
An impatient curse rang out, shouting: "I'll crush my grain, and I'll crush your egg!"
"Uncle Seventeen, it's me..." Huang Yifan was standing at the mouth of the valley, smiling helplessly and cupping his hands.
"What’s wrong with you?
If you step on it, pinch it anyway!"
Hearing this, Huang Yifan's whole body trembled and he cautiously entered the valley.
I saw an old man in the rice field, wearing a raincoat with his trousers rolled up, his bare feet in the mud, facing the loess and his back to the sky.
"Uncle Seventeen, the army has already set out. Some of them rushed to the north to meet the Chu people, and some of them rushed to the east to join the Ye people... I'm here to tell you..." "Got it."
The old man turned his back to Huang Yifan, looking at the rice fields like a little old man.
"Uncle Seventeen, are you still angry?"
Huang Yifan couldn't help but probe.
"What's the point of being angry?
Are you happy if I don’t let you send troops?"
The old man stood up suddenly, with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, staring at Huang Yifan, cursing: "Your father died early, you were raised by me feeding him shit and urine..." "Uncle Seventeen...
"Huang Yifan scratched his head and said: "You fed me like this when you were a child..." "Get lost."
The old man cursed and said: "I told you not to join the war, but your Uncle Eleven asked you to join the war, and you hit it off with him. You are a heartless person, and you play with that kid Mu Qingyu. Have you ever played better with him?"
Huang Yifan scratched his head again, looking embarrassed.
"That bastard Mu Qingyu, even if you pull out your large and small intestines ten times, you still can't stand up to someone's pettiness. If they don't play tricks with you, you won't be able to play with them."
"Uncle Seventeen..." Huang Yifan said helplessly: "Qingyu will not trick me."
"fart."
Huang Shiqi scolded: "He doesn't even know if he can beat Di Ming. If he takes you with him, what else can he do instead of tricking you?"
"He is my friend, brother..." Huang Yifan said again: "He has saved me thirteen times..." "So when I say you are stupid, you are stupid, you are stupid, they are trying to trick you into favors!"
Huang Yifan muttered: "Then he can't use his own life to trick me..." "You..." "Uncle Seventeen, I am not the only one who agrees with this. Uncle Eleven told me,
That Mu Yun is the disciple of his beloved disciple. If his beloved disciple dies, his disciple and grandson cannot die..." "What the hell do you think Uncle Eleven is?
All these years, I have been fooling around every day, but I still think he is not even an emperor, but a fool!"
"Old Seventeen, are you going to say bad things about me to your children behind my back?"
A leisurely voice suddenly sounded.
When the time came, Huang Shiqi fell to the ground, knelt down in the rice field with a thud, lowered his head and said: "Brother Eleven, no, no, I'm talking nonsense..." However, after a long while, there was no sound.
.
Huang Shiqi raised his head, only to see Huang Eleven's figure somewhere.
"Uncle Seventeen, you..." Huang Yifan looked like he was suppressing a smile at this time, and said slowly: "Uncle Eleven is not here. He asked someone to send an image of himself, and asked me to bring it to you...
..." Huang Yifan said, taking out a sapphire-colored bead, the size of a palm.
The bead flashed, radiating light, and Huang Shiyi's figure was seen walking out of the bead.
"You bastard, you are so brave. How dare you play with me?"
Huang Shiqi was furious at that moment. He grabbed a handful of mud with his palm, came to Huang Yifan in an instant, and slapped him down.
Huang Yifan wanted to hide.
But there was no way to avoid it! A layer of dirt lined up on his face and entered his mouth.
Huang Yifan's whole body suddenly became embarrassed.
"You bastard, are you playing with me?"
Huang Shiqi cursed.
"OK OK."
The illusory figure that walked out of the bead was none other than Huang Shiyi, and he said at this moment: "Why are you competing with a child?
I heard you scold me, and I will settle the score with you next time we meet."
At this time, Huang Yifan cleared the dirt from his face and hurriedly stepped aside.
Don't look at Uncle Seventeen who makes noises every day, but when you meet Uncle Eleven, it's like a mouse meeting a cat, and he has no bullshit temper.
"Brother Eleven, I..." "What?"
Not satisfied?"
Huang Shiyi looked at Huang Shiqi and said slowly: "The chaos is coming, the Huang clan should join the war."
"Ye Xiaoyao was very kind and virtuous to our Huang clan in the past. He is so affectionate and reasonable. It is impossible for us to stand on the side of the Emperor's family."
Huang Shiqi murmured: "Then we are working hard for the Ye clan again..." "You kid, you know nothing."
Huang Shiyi's shadow wanted to grab Huang Shiqi's head, but he missed it. He coughed, stood up with his hands behind his back and said: "This Canglan is either named Emperor or Mu. The glory of the Ye Clan
The past has passed, we are focusing on the future, and the next bet is whether the Di family will win or the Mu family will win!"
"The bet was right, the Desolate tribe rose."
"The bet was wrong, and the Desolate tribe was destroyed."
"It's that simple."
Huang Shiyi sighed: "Back then, among our brothers, from the eldest to the ninth, none of them died at the hands of the Di family. It was impossible to help the Di family. Helping the Mu family to fight against the Di family can be considered as revenge for our brothers."
The Desolate tribe was also very powerful before.
Although we don’t know how long it will take, it will be soon.
There are more than 20 brothers from Huang Shiyi and Huang Shiqi, and now they are the only two left.
Most of them died at the hands of the Imperial family back then, so with the rise of the Ye clan, the Huang clan would submit to the Ye clan.
"The hatred of that time cannot be forgotten."
Huang Shiyi said slowly: "Otherwise...what's the point of you and me surviving?"
After hearing this, Huang Shiqi remained silent.
"correct!"
Huang Shiyi said again: "This time, be careful, there is no chance that you can hit the subsequent realm..." "Huh?"
Seeing Huang Shiqi stunned, Huang Shiyi slapped his head, then slapped him in the air, and then cursed: "Stupid, stupid, that Mu Yun is not an ordinary person, I probably know a little about the fate of the Nine-Destined Emperor,
Anyway, stay close to him!"
Hearing this, Huang Shiqi's eyes widened even more.
"Okay, there's nothing else to do. Just stabilize the hearts of the clan members and get ready. I'll be here soon. When the time comes... hehe..." Huang Shiyi finished his words and revealed a sneer.
As Huang Shiyi's figure disappeared.
Huang Shiqi remained silent for a long time.
"Uncle Seventeen..." "Get lost!"
Huang Shiqi cursed and said: "How dare you, Yi Fan, to trick me?
I remember, I pee every time I poop..." "Uncle Seventeen, I'm leaving first."
Before Huang Shiqi could finish speaking, Huang Yifan ran away in a flash.