Chapter 715: Are you crazy? Do you think this is the destruction of the clan?
"This is the wilderness area where the Destruction Clan is located?"
Miriel looked at the beautiful scenery around him and was a little surprised: "This is not in line with the personality of the destruction clan mentioned by the ancestors of the Black Dragon clan."
Li Zheng looked at the surrounding scenery and was a little confused: "Has the Black Dragon Ancestor not seen the Destruction Clan for a long time? They have moved and no longer live here?"
[There are signs of biological activity five kilometers ahead. Maybe you can ask someone to ask.]
The Eye of Prells gives hints.
"Let's go." Li Zheng called Miriel and said, "Let's look over there."
The two walked side by side and entered a small road.
Fengyue walked behind, following step by step, rarely showing his own presence.
Xiaoying was left in the outer city by Li Zheng and was entrusted to Zhan Zhouzhou to supervise Xiaoying's daily training.
The little guy protested sternly, but Li Zheng cruelly rejected it.
She made a fuss for five minutes. When she saw that Li Zheng was determined not to take her, she accepted her fate.
"It's so beautiful here." Miriel snuggled next to Li Zheng with a peaceful expression on her face, enjoying the atmosphere here.
This path is obviously regularly maintained, and the road surface is very smooth. The left and right sides seem to have been specially repaired by obsessive-compulsive disorder. No matter which point is measured, the width is accurate to two decimal places.
There are flowers and plants growing on both sides of the road, and they have been carefully cared for. The growth is very gratifying, and there is an inexplicable sense of beauty.
It's as if every flower, every blade of grass, every green leaf, even the petals blown off by the wind, should be in that position. If it is moved even half an inch, it will destroy the harmonious beauty here.
"The person who manages this place must be someone with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder who strives for perfection and is picky." Li Zheng complained silently, not even the intelligent humanoid housekeeping model can be so rigid.
Fengyue said silently behind the two of them: "As far as I know, the character of the Destruction Clan will never do such a boring thing to them. In their hearts, they only have the desire to destroy everything and destroy all the beautiful things in the world.
"
This desire is innate and cannot be changed.
"So the existence living here has absolutely nothing to do with the Destruction Clan!" He asserted with certainty and absoluteness.
"That's not necessarily true." Li Zheng had a different view: "Every ethnic group will have some relatively unique individuals. Maybe the person who maintains this place is such a destructive tribe member?"
These alternative individuals are generally called "psychopaths", "madmen" and "mentally ill" in popular terms.
Having said that, when Li Zheng thought of the Destruction tribesman he met in the Gluttony Sin Domain, and thought of the other person's crazy state and the way they both died after a disagreement, he was a little unsure about what he had just said.
If the Destruction Clan were all guys like that, how could his kind look like what we see now... normal to the point where there's something wrong?
Five kilometers is not far, but the scenery is the same even after walking for five kilometers!
Li Zheng once thought that he was walking on the same path while walking on that path. If it weren't for the fact that the target distance prompted by Preles Eye was getting closer and closer, he would really suspect that he had fallen into some kind of powerful illusion, and even he didn't
Can see through.
The "creature" mentioned in Laopu's tip was among the flowers on the roadside. Li Zheng stood on the roadside and looked at it. It was a girl wearing a green straw hat with a garland of flowers.
The girl has a graceful figure and is wearing a plain white dress. Her exposed skin is as lustrous as mutton fat and jade, but it looks a little blue if you look closely.
"Excuse me..." Li Zheng said. The girl was bending down to take care of flowers and plants. When she heard the sound, she raised her waist and turned around to look over.
Under the straw hat was a girl's face with bluish complexion, which was no less delicate than Miriel and other beauties Li Zheng had seen.
The girl saw Li Zheng clearly, her light gray pupils shrank slightly, and she smiled sweetly: "You're here."
She greeted Li Zheng cordially like a childhood sweetheart who grew up together: "Wait for me over there, I'll be finished here soon."
As she spoke, she bent down again and trimmed off the excess leaves and flower bones on several flower branches.
Li Zheng asked in surprise: "Are you the Saint of Destruction?"
The girl replied: "I am the only remaining saint of the current destroyed clan, but I am not the saint you mentioned."
The only remaining saint...
This is such a weird way to describe it.
"Does the Destruction Clan have multiple saints?" Li Zheng wondered.
Fengyue explained in a low voice behind him: "All the female members of the Destruction Clan who have remained virgins after adulthood are saints. It is said that they attach great importance to reproduction. Saints are not allowed to easily combine with the opposite sex. They need to wait until every three years.
A competition within the clan will be held to decide who will take away a saint and contribute to the destruction of the clan's reproduction."
"besides……"
Speaking of this, Fengyue glanced at the back of the saint and lowered his voice: "I heard that in order to strengthen the bloodline of the clan, the Destruction Clan does not exclude foreigners from participating in the competition. As long as they can come out on top in the competition, they will also
Can marry a saint."
"This kind of thing was popular in the outer city many years ago, but for some reason no one mentioned it anymore."
"Because most foreign races are reproductively isolated from our race, combining with them will not only fail to strengthen our race's bloodline, but will also make it more difficult for our race to reproduce. Therefore, except for some races that are not reproductively isolated from our race, our race no longer accepts foreign races.
Participate in the competition." The saint finished her work, carefully looked at her masterpiece for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, stood up and continued what Fengyue said.
"And our clan has not held a competition for many years."
"Since some races do not have reproductive isolation, why did you just say that you are the last saint of the Destruction Clan?" Li Zheng was even more puzzled. Are there no girls among those mixed-race people?
"I am a pure-blood Saint of Destruction." The Saint said lightly, holding up her skirt and walking out from the flowers. She naturally took Li Zheng's other arm in his astonished eyes and said, "Let's go, I'll take you with you."
You go to the station."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Feeling a bit soft, Li Zheng quickly pulled out his arm: "Saint, please respect yourself, I already have a family, and this is my wife, Miriel.
"
The saint didn't mind, she smiled freely, and looked at Miriel: "Did you get beaten by the succubus tribe? To be able to come here, you should have been to the territories of the three tribes such as the Blood-striped Black Dragon, right? So
To be honest, I was the last one."
For some reason, Li Zheng could hear the annoyance in the saint's tone.
His face changed, and he asked: "The agreement between the Destruction Clan and me... that senior was the same as that of other tribes, that the whole family must move into the outer city, and the condition is that I must marry a Destruction Clan member as my wife?"
"That's not the case." The saint said softly: "The conditions of our clan are simpler than theirs. As long as you can pass the competition and lead a saint of the destruction clan out of the wilderness."
"You just said that the Destruction Clan has not held a competition for many years..." Miriel understood: "Is it just to keep you, the only saint, until Li Zheng comes to take you away?"
The saint went over and hugged Miriel, saying affectionately: "Sister is smart."
Miriel didn't feel comfortable with it and broke away from her: "Don't call her saint by random names. I'm not necessarily older than you."
"My name is Mudala, and I am seventy-nine years old. Where are you, sister?" Mudala blinked and looked at Mireel with an innocent face.
Miriel suddenly became a little discouraged: "I am already eighty years old this year...but technically I am not yet an adult!"
Mudala asked: "Did my sister use the menarche of another succubus to reach adulthood early?"
"Yes...yes." Miriel looked a little embarrassed.
"That can be considered an adult." Mudala smiled and said: "Sister is indeed of succubus blood. She has a really good figure and strong breasts. My sister is ashamed of herself."
"You...you're not bad either." Mireel became even more embarrassed and secretly annoyed: "Why does she speak so openly? She is more like a succubus than me!"
Mudala looked slightly satisfied and came to Li Zheng again. This time she did not hold Li Zheng's arm forcibly, but pointed to the scenery on the roadside and asked: "Are these scenery good-looking?"
"It looks good." Li Zheng said truthfully: "But it is too rigid and lacks spiritual beauty."
"I feel the same way." Mudala said with deep sympathy: "I am taking care of these flowers. Whenever I deal with them, I will incorporate my own emotions."
Li Zheng frowned slightly, always feeling that there was something in Mudala's words.
Mudala continued: "Look at these flowers, they have to grow whatever I want them to grow. Whoever I want them to pollinate, they have to pollinate. There is no right to choose.
No, isn’t it pitiful?”
Without waiting for Li Zheng to answer, she thought to herself and said: "It is indeed pitiful, but who cares whether they are pitiful or not? I am not the one who has the final say on their fate?"
How could Li Zheng not hear that Mudala was protesting his own experience in a metaphorical way?
To be honest, he also resents the feeling of being arranged by others for major life events.
It has been two months since the three tribesmen entered the outer city, and Li Zheng can count the number of times he has seen his three nominal wives on one hand.
You know, it only took less than two months for him and Miriel to become husband and wife after they met.
Although there is a factor of passion driving this, it can still be regarded as a matter of course.
If it weren't for Xiao Ying, Li Zheng would never have agreed to the request of the three clans to take in those three cheap wives.
Now I can only hide if I can.
Li Zheng looked at Mudala, feeling a sympathy for her, but he opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know what to say, and finally closed his mouth again.
The group of people soon arrived at the Destruction Clan's camp, which was in the center of a sea of flowers. There was only a simple wooden house and a farmland with some crops planted there.
Li Zheng looked around and saw no other people, so he asked: "Aren't we going to have a competition? Where are your tribesmen?"
"They are all here." Mudala walked to the opposite side of Li Zheng and opened his hands, with a somewhat lonely smile: "Except for me, everyone else moved away one after another more than thirty years ago, and now the entire Destruction Clan is stationed there.
only myself."
Li Zheng was silent for a moment: "Have you lived here alone for more than thirty years?"
"That's right." Mudala said: "Our ancestors have taught us that no matter how future generations develop, a pure-blood saint must be left here waiting until you come to fulfill the contract, or... the last saint dies.
The agreement is void."
"This..." Li Zheng suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for Mudala.
I have lived here alone for more than thirty years.
How lonely that must be...
"Since you are the only one here, is there no need for the competition?" Miriel asked.
"Customs within the clan must be followed." Mudala glanced at Fengyue, who was left alone behind, and said, "If your followers have no intention of participating, then I will be your only opponent in this competition.
"
Li Zheng asked: "What if I lose?"
"I will stay here and come back in three years until you defeat me and take me away."
"What if I never come again after losing?"
"Then I can only die alone here."
"All right."
Li Zheng took a deep breath and said seriously: "I will try my best to defeat you, not to get you, but to free you. After you go to the outer city, if you want to leave, I will give you your freedom."
After hearing this, Mudala did not feel happy, but said lightly: "Let's talk about it after you beat me."
"Start now?"
"You need to prepare?"
"Need not."
"I don't need it either, so let's start now."
Before he finished speaking, Mudala flew up, her skirt fluttering, raised her hand to take off her straw hat with a wreath on her head, and shook her hand towards Li Zheng.
call out!
The straw hat actually made a sound of breaking through the air and became extremely hard, with a hint of sharpness condensed on the edge of the straw hat!
Li Zheng knew in his heart that he couldn't force the attack, so he spread out his magic thunder wings behind his back and flew up into the sky to avoid the Straw Hat's attack.
However, Mudala seemed to have anticipated his response. Following the number of straw hats flying, he kicked forward with both feet. This time, he aimed at Li Zheng's throat, chest and abdomen, three inches below the navel and other vital points.
It's extremely cruel.
Li Zheng was waiting attentively, and used the skills he had refined more and more in these days to compete with Zhan Zhouzhou. He made a defensive gesture with one hand, and pinched the finger of his sword with the other hand, pointing at the toe of Mudala's kick.
.
Mudala saw that the sword was pointing dangerously, so he changed his stance temporarily, turned his body and folded his legs, and the scenery under his skirt was looming, disappearing in an instant.
She flew with two palms and fought with Li Zheng. Her skills were not weaker than Li Zheng's, and she even had the potential to suppress him!
Li Zheng also changed his moves and used all the skills he had mastered, such as sword palms, sword fingers, spear fists, whipping, claw skills, etc., in turn, and he and Mudala were evenly matched.
Fengyue was dazzled by what he saw and praised: "As expected of the Destruction Clan. She has such strength at such a young age. Even if Zhan Zhouzhou comes, she may not be able to defeat her!"
"They did not use weapons. If they used weapons to fight, Li Zheng was not weaker than her." Miriel said: "Li Zheng only started practicing his unarmed skills in the past two months, but he has practiced weapon skills for a longer time, and he has achieved great results.
