The inhuman pain made Gu Qing's face look extremely distorted.
This spiritual energy was like a bone-scraping blade, constantly tearing apart his meridians and swimming through them bit by bit. The intense pain was simply unbearable! Only a ruthless person like Gu Qing could do that.
Made it to this point.
A large amount of sweat wet Gu Qing's whole body. At this time, he was like a person fished out of the water, his body was shaking, and his steel teeth "clucked!" This was an extremely painful thing!
At this time, on the outskirts of the wilderness plain, one hundred thousand Wujia troops stood attentively, and one hundred thousand weapons bloomed with a cold light.
In mid-air, the blue halo around the Lord of Qixian City flashed, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was waiting for something.
"Report!"
There was a noise, and a figure was wrapped in black clothes, making it difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman. Then he bowed to the Lord of Wenxian City in mid-air and said: "According to the news from the shadows, no ancient figures were found outside the wilderness plain.
Qing’s body, and there is no trace of this man’s weapons or beasts!”
After hearing the report from his secret agent, the Lord of Wenxian City slowly opened his eyes, a ray of cold light rolled in his eyes, and the words in his mouth murmured: "You are not dead after entering the natural disaster tornado? Gu Qing! You really make me feel
You are so scared that if I don’t watch you die with my own eyes, I won’t be able to sleep at night!”
"Where is Pang Sanyi?" The low words echoed throughout the sky.
"Disciple is here." Looking at the center of the one hundred thousand Wujia Army, Pang Sanyi quickly prostrated and said.
"Pass this order, one hundred thousand black-armored troops will march out and kill Gu Qing on the spot!" Sen Han's words came from the mouth of the Lord of Wenxian City.
After hearing the order from the Lord of Wenxian City, Pang Sanyi agreed, and then began to mobilize his subordinates, and the 100,000 Anding army headed towards the central part of the wilderness plain.
The night is as dark as water, the stars in the grassland sky are extremely bright, and the bright moonlight fills the land.
In the tent, Gu Qing slowly finished his work. After a day of practice, a trace of spiritual energy returned to the Dantian after a long cycle, and finally the spiritual energy in the Dantian had a budding feeling.
Although the injury has not progressed, spiritual energy is growing in the body, which is a good sign for Gu Qing. Although this practice method is extremely painful, as long as he persists, sooner or later he will regain his peak combat power!
Feeling the weak breath of the colorful wild spirit python in his arms, Gu Qing knew that the colorful wild spirit python was also using its deep sleep to repair the injuries on its body.
Outside the tent, the vast singing voice sounded leisurely, making Gu Qing listen carefully.
"There is a place far, far away, where there is wind, ancient grasslands, and a proud mother's far-reaching vision -"
A sense of sadness blended into the singing, causing Gu Qing to get up from the bed, lift the bamboo curtain and walk out of the tent. The vicissitudes of the old man's back appeared in Gu Qing's eyes.
On the green grass, the old man looked sadly at the bright moonlight, and the vast song came from the old man's mouth.
Listening to the old man's singing quietly, Gu Qing woke up at the slightest movement, and saw the young body of Xiao Ulan hiding behind the tent not far away, quietly looking at her grandfather in the distance.
Gu Qing walked towards Xiao Ulan with gentle steps.
"Big brother!"
When she found Gu Qing coming to her side, the little girl looked a little nervous, kept walking backwards, and put her hands behind her back as if she was hiding something.
"oops!"
An exclamation came out of Xiao Wulan's mouth. His young body could not see the situation behind him. He suddenly fell to the ground, and the things in his hands were completely exposed to Gu Qing's eyes!
"This is"
Looking at the thing held tightly in Xiao Wulan's hand, Gu Qing's face was extremely shocked, and then turned into a feeling of sadness, and his eyes were slightly sour!
In a dilapidated porcelain bowl, a ball of gray-white liquid appeared in it. The familiar smell stimulated Gu Qing's nose. Isn't this the spirit goat milk that was spilled before?
The gray object was obviously the dust on the ground, and the white liquid was undoubtedly the spirit goat's milk. The two things were mixed together and seemed a little sticky. Obviously, Xiao Ulan couldn't bear to throw it away and hid it secretly.
Seeing Gu Qing discovering his secret, Xiao Ulan's immature words showed panic: "Big brother, please don't tell grandpa, okay? Xiao Ulan just wants to clean the Linggoat milk and give it to big brother to drink.
, these spiritual goat milk require hundreds of spiritual goats to squeeze out, I"
Looking at Xiao Wulan's panicked face, Gu Qing's heart felt as if it had been pierced by a sharp knife, and a sour feeling kept flowing into her nose.
"Why!"
A sigh came, and at some point the old man appeared behind the two of them. Looking at little Ulan's tender little face, the old man's face looked a little cherished. He strolled up to little Ulan, picked up her young body and said: "
Little Ulan is good, grandpa knows that little Ulan is the most sensible. However, this spirit goat milk is dirty and people will get sick if they drink it. Don’t do this again in the future."
After saying this, the old man looked a little ashamed and said to Gu Qing: "My child, Xiao Wulan and I are used to making you laugh."
After saying this, the old man took Xiao Ulan's broken porcelain bowl and threw it away.
Suddenly, Gu Qing stopped the old man's movement. He grabbed the porcelain bowl in the old man's hand with his broken right palm and held it in front of him. He looked at the sticky goat's milk inside the bowl. Gu Qing's face looked solemn and solemn, and then
Pour the thick liquid in the bowl into your mouth.
The earthy smell and the spiciness of Ling Yang's milk stimulated Gu Qing's taste buds, but there was no trace of difficulty in swallowing on his face. It was as if he was tasting the best food in the world. Every bite he swallowed made Gu Qing's taste buds...
A warm current emerged in his body and mind, making him intoxicated to the extreme.
"Child! You--" Gu Qing's actions startled the old man, and then he gave a helpless smile.
The whole bowl of mud-like liquid was swallowed by Gu Qing. Gu Qing solemnly said to Xiao Wulan: "Xiao Wulan, this is the best thing that big brother has ever eaten in his life. Thank you."
Looking at Gu Qing's smiling face, Xiao Wulan murmured: "Big brother, you?"
Gu Qing stepped forward and took Xiao Ulan's young body from the old man's arms, comforting him with words: "Little Ulan, let big brother tell you a story."
After all, little Ulan was just a child. When he heard Gu Qing say that he wanted to tell a story, a happy smile appeared on his face and he said: "Little Ulan loves listening to stories the most. Big brother, hurry up and tell me."
Looking at the harmonious smiles of the two children, a kind smile bloomed on the old man's face.
The three of them were sitting on the grass. Gu Qing was holding Xiao Ulan's young body in his arms, and the words in his mouth seemed a bit profound, "Once upon a time, there was a pair of childhood sweethearts. They cherished each other and loved each other, and made a vow to each other to stay together for a lifetime.
Oath, until an old man from China takes the girl away--"
Gu Qing's eyes were as low as water and he spoke slowly. The grandfather and grandson were gradually moved by the story and listened carefully to Gu Qing's narration.
"The girl came back from school and asked the boy to meet at the top of the cloud cliff. But! When the two met again." Speaking of this, Gu Qing's eyes flashed with a trace of pain, and then he stopped talking.
"Big brother, what happens next?" Xiao Ulan asked hurriedly, his eyes full of expectation.
Looking at the innocent face of little Ulan in his arms, Gu Qing took a slow breath and said, "They eventually became husband and wife, traveling around and living happily."
"Okay, little Ulan is so envious of them." Hearing Gu Qing's final story, little Ulan laughed happily.
Looking at Xiao Wulan's happy smile, Gu Qing's face turned slightly bitter, then turned into a smile.
"Okay, little Ulan, since big brother has finished telling the story, why don't you go to bed quickly." The old man's words rang out.
"Um!"
Getting up from Gu Qing's arms, the little girl said happily: "Brother, little Ulan has gone to bed, you should go to bed early too."
As the little girl disappeared from the eyes of the old man and Gu Qing, the old man said in a slightly lower voice: "Child, the ending of the story just now is not like this, right?"
The old man's words caused a bitter smile to flash across Gu Qing's face, and then he shook his head and said: "No matter what the ending is, as long as little Ulan can be happy, that is the most important thing! Old man, do you think so?"
"Why!"
A sigh came out of the old man's mouth, and a confused song sounded from the old man's mouth.
"There is a place far, far away, where there is wind, ancient grasslands, and a proud mother's far-reaching vision -"
Quietly listening to the old man's singing, Gu Qing's thoughts were flying. Looking at the stars in the night sky, a trace of complexity appeared in his eyes.
"Old man, what's the name of the song you sing?"
"Night in Ulan Toba! A song that has been circulated in the tribe for thousands of years!" the old man replied.
Under the night sky, the wilderness plain is silent, only the old man's singing echoes throughout the grassland!
"Tap tap tap!"
The footsteps that shook the earth were uniform and uniform, and the weapons in the hands of a hundred thousand black-armored troops flashed with a dazzling cold light, and they continued to move towards the middle of the grassland. Scouts came and went, constantly reporting the situation ahead to the Lord of Wenxian City.
"Reporting to the city lord, one hundred thousand Wujia troops will enter the central part of the grassland in two days."
The blue halo around the Lord of Wenxian City flashed, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. A cold light flashed across his eyes, and the words in his mouth were cold: "Move quickly, if you can't find any trace of Gu Qing, you should raise your heads."
See!"
The general who was kneeling at the feet of Lord Wenxian heard the words of Lord Wenxian, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He hurriedly agreed, and then left quickly. The pace of the 100,000 Wujia Army accelerated again.
In the Ulabaatar tribe, the early morning sun shone on the entire tribe. The spiritual sheep were released by the herdsmen, and then gathered in front of the old man's tent. Hundreds of herdsmen gathered here, waiting for the patriarch to appear.
The bamboo curtain of the tent was opened, and the old man walked out with vigorous steps, and little Ulan followed obediently behind him.
"Good morning, Chief Batomu."
Loud greetings continued to be heard, and although the faces of many herdsmen were full of weathered colors, their simple smiles were extremely sincere.
"Hello, sister Mei Duo." Xiao Ulan's childish voice sounded, and her young body threw herself into the arms of a girl.
The girl hugged little Ulan's young body, with a hint of doting on her simple face, "Little Ulan seems to have grown taller again."
"Sister Meiduo, is it true?" Xiao Ulan had a pure smile on his face.
Looking at the exchanges between the two children, one large and one small, many herdsmen laughed loudly, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.