Eight hundred and sixtieth eight chapters small gift of the holy shaman
Chapter 868: The Holy Shaman’s Little Gift
Temur is different from his elder brother Tuo Tuo Bu Hua. He is a loyal believer in shamanism. Just now the holy shaman broke one of his arms but he didn't feel any pain. This was a miracle. He never thought that it was Xu Qing's kindness.
I poked him with my finger behind him. It would still hurt after half an hour.
Gada Merlin didn't want to see him at all. He waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "Go down and let them help you cut off the devil's arm. From now on, you can burn incense and worship the Heaven of Immortality every day..."
The two shamans understood and stepped forward to help Temur, who was covered in blood, and retreat. When Xu Qing saw one of them, he couldn't wait to pull out a bright short knife from his waist. He thought he was using this.
This gadget helps people perform amputation surgeries, but I don’t know if they will get infected.
The mixed-race girl Bova standing aside bit her lower lip tightly, and she had bitten out a row of fine blood spots. She saw her second brother's arm broken but she endured it. The feeling in her heart was incomprehensible to outsiders.
Xu Qing paid special attention to the two elders who had the closest relationship with Chahara Wushu, and found that the two old men looked like they had nothing to do with themselves, as if the person whose arm was broken was just an irrelevant passerby.
, not even passers-by, these two old guys didn’t even frown.
The storm was about to come, and Temur's provocation inadvertently aroused the anger of the holy shaman and one of his arms was broken. However, the attitude of people including Bova was a little too calm, and Xu Qing was thinking about it.
At this moment, Merlin extended his palm to Tana and said with a smile: "Can I take a look at this little guy?"
Tana nodded and sent the little wolf cub to the hands of the holy shaman. Merlin gently stroked the messy fur on the little snow wolf with his palms, frowned and murmured: "The smell of blood is so heavy, this little guy
It's really strange that I was born less than a week ago, but there is a smell of blood from many lives and deaths. Can anyone explain it to me..."
Tana had just held the little guy for a short time, and could only turn her eyes to Xu Qing, but the guy was frowning and thinking about something, and didn't hear what the holy shaman said at all, until the instep of his foot tightened and someone stepped on it with a small leather boot.
spinning in circles
"What did you say? Is it a gift?" This guy turned a deaf ear to the holy shaman's words, but he did remember the small gift he was promised.
Gada Merlin had a weird expression on his face. This kid is really the best. How could he ask for a gift in such a different way? He coughed twice and said: "I'm asking how this little thing can have a butt that has been through life and death."
The smell of blood? Also, where did you get this snow wolf cub?"
Xu Qing's eyes flashed with disappointment, and he whispered: "Aleph was picked up from a hunting ground. The female wolf was already seriously injured at that time, so she bit her own belly with her teeth and got it out in advance.
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"Where is the hunting ground you mentioned?" Gada Merlin's face darkened, and two frightening cold glints flashed in his eyes. According to his understanding of snow wolves, only purebred snow wolves can give birth to this kind of snow wolf without any hybrid roots.
Mao's cubs, that is to say, snow wolves were used as prey in that damn hunting ground. The hot-tempered holy shaman was angry again.
How could Xu Qing fail to see the old man's intention, and said hurriedly: "The little guy was born from an ordinary prairie wolf. Snow wolves cannot be used as prey in any hunting ground. Isn't that a waste?"
The fur of snow wolves is extremely precious, and using it for prey is indeed a waste of natural resources. I believe no hunting farm would do this kind of business at a low cost.
After thinking about it, Merlin realized that what this kid said was indeed true. He turned over the little guy's paws and immediately confirmed Xu Qing's statement. This little guy was indeed not a purebred snow wolf. There were several slits in its claws.
Gray fur
"Very special little guy, come with me. I'd better cash in the gift I promised you as soon as possible, so that you won't always think about it." The corner of the holy shaman's mouth twitched, and it was rare that he actually teased Xu Qing.
Xu Qing was naturally eager to receive a gift. He turned his head and whispered a few words to Tana beside him, asking her to stand together with the Jintong Gang. Then he turned back and followed Gada Merlin to leave the noisy crowd.
The old man and the young man walked quickly and soon came to the back of a two-story building two miles away. They found a ragged old man squatting in the corner. It turned out to be Ouyang Ji, the warrior of the White Camel Valley Heaven Realm who had been beaten into disgrace last night.
At this time, Ouyang Ji was squatting in the corner of the wall and using a thin wooden stick to draw circles, big circles and small circles, scratching off a layer of skin on the ground. The old man's robe had become a standard striped outfit.
, even his close-fitting boxers were exposed. When he saw the two people approaching, he stood up quickly.
Xu Qing frowned. He noticed that Ouyang Ji's eyes were a little dull, but when he saw Gada Meilin, his eyes suddenly lit up. That respectful look definitely didn't seem to be fake.
Gada Meilin reached out and patted Ouyang Ji's shoulder, looked at Xu Qing with a half-smile and said, "This is the little gift I gave you, Bai Tuo Valley Heavenly Realm warrior, how do you feel? Are you satisfied?"
Xu Qing's expression was stagnant, and he smiled bitterly: "Aren't you deliberately playing tricks on me? This old man naturally has a low eyebrow in front of you, but I carry an atomic bomb that can explode at any time. If I'm not careful, I won't be able to make any bones.
"Leftover"
It is true that Ouyang Ji is a heavenly warrior, but he is also an extremely dangerous person. If they fight head-on, even Xu Qing is not sure that he can win. Who knows if he takes a nap one day and this old boy stabs him in the back?
Just leaving with a few knives is like hitting yourself on the head with a brick. He would not do such a stupid thing that would cause a concussion.
"Don't worry, since I gave it to you, it will definitely work. Look," Gada Merlin smiled lightly, took out a blue-light pebble and held it in his hand. He directly extended his palm to Ouyang Ji's eyes and whispered.
After reading a few words, I saw the light flashing on the pebble, making Ouyang Ji's pupils turn blue, and even his whole face turned blue.
When Xu Qing saw this dreamy blue, he didn't know why he thought of a word specifically for lighters, blue ice, yes, that's the color, but he didn't know what Gadama Lin was doing?
About a quarter of an hour later, wisps of white smoke rose from Gada Meilin's head, and clear drops of sweat began to leak out from his forehead, as if it took a lot of effort for him to say even a few words. On the other hand, he looked at Ouyang opposite.
Ji's pupils were covered with a layer of fog, and his eyes were dull
In vain, the holy shaman stretched out the blue pebble in his palm to Xu Qing's eyes, and whispered to Ouyang Ji who stood still: "He will be your master in this life. Unless you die, you will never betray him. Your soul will always belong to him.
Unless you die..." The distant yet near voice echoed endlessly in his ears. Ouyang Ji stared blankly at Xu Qing's face, his cloudy eyes slowly becoming clear.