It’s just that the people in awe and wonder never imagined that the youngest warrior in their minds, the heroic heroine who had just killed a powerful enemy, imagined the setting sun shining slantly on a prancing horse with a sword, was actually charging someone at this moment.
The lower body is as soft as mud and the charming eyes are as silk.
That suppressed soft whisper is not to mention too seductive.
After everything has settled, no one with a short eye will come to disturb them. Even if they don't practice dual cultivation, they can still let the young man and woman vent their joy to their heart's content.
The two of them went down the mountain and returned to the guest house hand in hand. They found that the spirit clan was holding a grand ceremony at the moment. There were not even any maids, and everyone was attending sacrifices on the holy mountain. The two looked at each other, and their hearts filled with passion at the same time. They were almost as soon as they entered the door.
After hugging each other and gnawing wildly, Zhao Changhe kicked the door shut, picked up Miss Heroine and jumped directly onto the bed, quickly rolling into a ball.
"Sister, you are still injured, I want to help you practice both..."
"Double cultivation is not allowed in the first wave, I want you to devote yourself to..."
"As commanded." The red dress peeled off and was thrown casually at the end of the bed. Neither of them noticed the spirit there. The red dress was covered with the hood of her body, passed through it again, and landed at the foot of the bed.
"Who is this?" The blind man pinched his head speechlessly, wondering if he had chosen the wrong person.
You fucking just got the Book of Heaven!
Ask any warrior in the world, what will they do as soon as they have free time after they have just obtained the Heavenly Book?
Who doesn’t delve into the heavenly book?
What's more, you still have a prisoner in the imperial realm. Even if you don't delve into the heavenly book, you should still torture the prisoner to learn the ancient information, or learn from his immortal blood demon body. This thing is obviously consistent with your blood asura body.
Anyone who is not blind knows that it is very valuable, okay?
What are you doing? Are you planning to make some beauty materials for the new page of Heavenly Book, so as to catch the wind and wash away the dust?
The blind man shut himself up in anger.
So it’s normal for the broadcast to be somewhat personal…
But having said that, even if personal emotions are not mixed in, this broadcast can only be like this... The secret realm and ancient gods and demons themselves are outside the broadcast.
In addition to Zhao Changhe who was transformed into a passer-by, Sisi also made a sneak attack in the battle of "Falling off the cliff in an uncertain time". Moreover, this was also a secret treasure at a young age, but she also didn't even have a name.
None of them have appeared, and they have never been on the Hidden Dragon List.
If it weren't for the fact that the death of an important person like Shi Wuding couldn't be silent and had to be broadcast, otherwise the whole thing would probably be buried in the smoke and dust of the secret realm.
Sisi, who doesn't even have a name in the outside world, is at the peak of her life at this moment.
Previously, everyone was worshiping the blood moon on the top of the mountain. This place was originally their temple square. After the dust settled, Sisi entered the temple surrounded by thousands of people. Several clan elders who had not stood on the opposite side knelt tremblingly.
In front of the steps, he used his body to form steps for ascending to the throne.
Sisi stepped on their backs and walked up. She felt that the feeling was not very good. She was unstable and looked like she might fall down at any time... But psychologically, it was an unparalleled experience. It felt like trampling on all living beings.
The Ling clan is much more barbaric than the Xia people. On the surface, they seem to have no rules and regulations in getting along with each other. Their superiority and inferiority in such important matters are extremely outrageous. There are even more barbaric things. For example, the previous captives may have to be sacrificed alive.
See what Sisi thinks.
Sisi didn't think about that. She slowly climbed up the stairs and looked at the throne in front of her. She didn't know where her mind was going...
As a maid, if he wants me to do this...
Um……
Sitting on the throne in a daze, there was already a pious chorus below: "Please crown the saint."
To be crowned and to be king.
However, the title of the Ancient Spirit Clan is not king, only clan leader, and the power and position are not as exaggerated as king. The elder councils of each clan have greater weight, and clan leaders are not hereditary. Generally, each tribe recommends the most virtuous and respected person.
But the nature of the situation at this moment meant that it would be very easy for Sisi to centralize power and become king. The clan did not even have the concept of forming such a system, and it was completely a blank slate for her to reform.
Zhao Changhe's brain circuit has not yet turned here, and he is still supporting a saint in his mind. But Sisi herself knows very well what this trend will create. Even if she doesn't say anything, the young people who were on her side before will not
I will be satisfied with her being just a saint.
If you are just a saint, how can we be the elders of the clan? How can we wait for seniority to be determined? We hold our heads in our belts and rebel against you. What are we trying to do?
So it is destined to be impossible to be just a saint... If Zhao Changhe is present, he will also know that the queen is about to appear.
Sisi looked at the laurel wreaths held by everyone kneeling in front of her, and her expression became more and more dazed.
The Ancient Spirit Clan also had a clan leader before, but the previous clan leader was exterminated by the Duo Luo clan... From then on, there is no clan leader, only the elders rule separately, which means that the forbidden land is the king.
In that battle to conquer the forbidden land, the patriarch gathered a group of the most powerful wizards and cast a great curse on Venerable Doro for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. In the end, it had no effect at all. All the great wizards who participated in the curse were
Died by backlash.
Among them was Sisi’s father.
Sisi's father is not the clan leader, and fortunately he is not the clan leader. The clan leader must be exterminated, but Sisi can still live a normal life under the protection of some of her father's relatives and friends and the clan members who respect heroes. Her status is not low, she can give opinions, and she can
Make pricks.
It is precisely because of this painful lesson that others are more and more in awe of the "Wrath of the Ancestral Gods", but Sisi feels that it is not the case at all. She no longer trusts the witchcraft in her clan, and is determined to leave the mountain and go to Daxia to steal martial arts.
study.
It originated from this, and finally turned into the laurel crown in front of you.
She slowly raised it and put it on. The bead curtain hanging down her face obscured her stunning face. Listening to her voice, it seemed a little more ethereal: "The royal power is a divine right. Before the Holy Envoy spoke,
I am still a saint for the time being... But the system of our clan really needs to be changed. According to what we have seen when we enter the Miao territory, the Black Miao want to be king, and the system can be used as a reference. You can make a draft first and have it reviewed by the Holy Envoy...
"
Sisi didn't know if she liked being a queen, but suddenly she thought, maybe he liked it? She didn't know how he would behave when a queen knelt in front of her and acted as a maid...
He and his sister-in-law must be practicing dual cultivation now...
Under the bead curtain, the charming eyes gradually become as silky as silk.
The people of the Spirit tribe who were kneeling in worship below would never have thought that their queen would have a fever while sitting on the throne on the first day of her coronation.
No... Sisi feels like she really has a fever, why does she feel so good?
Pain...pain transfer Gu?
Sisi was dumbfounded. She had never used it before. This voodoo could not only transfer pain? It could also do other things?
But this is a man’s experience. Is it really like this? It seems to be just average.
"Holy Saint?" A cautious voice came from below.
"Oh." Sisi coughed twice and folded her legs without leaving any trace: "The first issue... The great elder has been burned to death. What should we do with the rest of the rebels who have relied on the forbidden area to bully the tribe?"
The atmosphere was instantly chilly.
…………
The festivals of the Eldar, the establishment of rules for the new regime, the handling of the old forces, and the plans outside the secret realm, there are so many things going on. They last from noon to sunset, and many projects can only be introduced later.
Discuss.
No matter how many things you have to do, you can't skip eating, especially when there is a Holy Envoy. You can't leave the Holy Envoy there to play by himself, even though he just wants to play by himself...
The people of the Ling tribe were killing cattle and sheep and preparing for a big banquet. It was only now that Sisi, who had been busy all day, came up with a high-sounding reason: I must invite him personally.
Of course, no one could refute it. The little enchantress carried a long dress that touched the floor, and took two caring little maids with her, and ran away to the foot bath room last night.
That's too much. Why is that feeling still there from noon to now? How many hours can you do this?
It's impossible, right? Is there something wrong with this Gu?
When they arrived at the guest house, there was indeed a faint sound inside that made people blush. Sisi looked up at the stars in the sky in disbelief, and everyone was dumbfounded.
I never thought you were so fierce before! Didn’t you come out when I messed with my little feet?
After such a long time, are you sure that sister-in-law will not become dehydrated? Uh, no...
You are obviously still wounded, why don't you do this?
Sisi knocked on the door sadly and angrily: "Invite the Holy Envoy to the banquet."
Yue Hongling's lazy voice came from inside: "Waiting outside, how long did you use your feet in the early morning, and how long do you stand on your feet now? Don't think I don't know."
Sisi was so sad and angry. You asked me to stand at the door and listen to the corner. I have become addicted, right?
Her eyes rolled, and she said to the little maid: "Bring me my jade flute."
The little maid hurriedly handed over a green jade flute.
The saint was very talented in her early years, but I haven’t seen her play music or sing in these years. Is she finally feeling better now...
The sound of the flute echoed leisurely, and Zhao Changhe stopped moving with a strange look on his face. He would rather not have such knowledge of music theory to know which piece of music was the best.
Sisi probably didn't know the meaning. What she expressed was true, but it sounded different to Zhao Changhe's ears...
The little maids are asking: "Holy girl, what kind of music is this? Did you learn it from the Xia people? Never heard of it..."
"Does it sound good?"
"That sounds nice, what's your name?"
Inside, Yue Hongling was also panting and asking: "What kind of music is this goblin playing? Why can't you move..."
Not only did it stop moving, it almost softened.
Everyone inside and outside the house answered at the same time: "This is "Feng Qiu Huang"."