Genius Sword Immortal

For the Sacrificial Girl, Ye Feng's deal is undoubtedly very tempting.

Now she probably knows that Ye Feng's true Qi is the “witch power” that she cultivates in her body, which can be used to carry out curses and so on. Ye Feng can make ten people practitioners, which is too much for the Sal tribe.

“Who the hell is that woman in the ice sculpture? Is it worth it to you in exchange for this? ”

The Sacrificial Girl asked respectfully.

In her view, it must be very, very difficult to make ten people into practicable bodies, you know that this is the very foundation of a tribe in this world! Ye Feng openly proposed, in exchange for the woman in the ice sculpture, there must be something unusual about the woman.

“It's none of your business. ”

Ye Feng replied faintly: “If you need to know, I can consider telling you when this deal is done. ”

“No, I'm just asking, I don't really have that in mind. ”

The Sacrificial Girl seemed a little scared and shook her head in a hurry and respectfully: “So when does the deal start? ”

“Start now. Prepare ten people first. ”

Ye Feng said.

There was something strange in his heart, and the sacrificial girl seemed very respectful to him, namely, after he was able to resist the curse twice, what was hidden in it? Or is it related to the Sal customs?

Ye Feng doesn't know, but this is a good thing. It doesn't look like a trap. Respectfully, it would be easier to do things. Why not have fun?

The maiden of the sacrifice promised and continued with her respects: "My name is Ashdown, what shall I call you? ”

“Ashiyuan, that's a good name. ”

Ye Feng smiled: “My name is Ye Feng. ”

“Brother Ye. ”

The sacrificial maiden called sweetly.

“ …… ”

Ye Feng wondered, I didn't expect them to just call him his brother.

Looking at Ye Feng's divine colour, the sacrificial maiden Ashyuan clearly lost her mind. She thought that Ye Feng did not yet know her identity as a woman. If it was a man, calling him "Brother Ye," it seemed strange indeed.

“Brother Ye, Ashiyuan is a woman. ”

She explained.

“I know. Go get your men. ”

Ye Feng shook his head and became even more bored.

Ashyuan's face is full of surprises. Ye Feng knows she is a woman? Did her invisible curse fail? Brother Ye is a good man!

It seems, as the experience passed down by our ancestors, that those who encounter such powerful and strange identities should be treated with respect, or the tribe will be destroyed by accident.

In an environment where she grew up a united Sal tribe and became a tribal sacrifice to protect more than four hundred people throughout the tribe, she had no evil plan, even if it was, too far behind those cunning old men in martial arts on Earth.

Simply put, Ashdown is still very simple today, lacking in worldly experience.

That's why Ye Feng was able to gain her trust so easily.

Soon, Ashdown brought in ten tribes, and one of them entered the cabin.

“You wait outside, you'll be fine soon. ”

Ye Feng would not let the other party know the secret of his ancient ring of dragon swords, so Asheyuan stood outside.

The sacrificial girl was obedient, and she was like this, making the ten tribes she brought young and full of strange faces. But they have never seen the Sacrifice so respectful to anyone, even in the face of the high priests of the Gabonese tribes decades away.

Yet when the first person to go in emerged from the cabin, cheering strange language, and leaped, the whole tribe boiled.

The man who entered the cabin actually qualified to become a sacrificial disciple!

Isn't this to say that the Sal tribe, supported entirely by the sacrifice of the Lord alone, will be more capable of fighting in the future?

But it's not over.

The entire Sal tribe is doomed to sleep through the night as a young man steps into a cabin and becomes capable of cultivating “witchcraft".

And in their cheers, one person's name “Ye Feng” was always inseparable. From the ten young and strong mouths that Ye Feng condensed out of the core of Dan, the name of Ye Feng quickly spread to this small tribe.

The men of the entire Sal tribe are generally tall and strong, presumably related to the living conditions in which they live. And the women are light and spiritual, just like the Sacrificial Girl Ashdown, in excellent shape and agile movement.

Unfortunately, there are very few elderly people in the entire tribe. According to the Sal tradition, the elderly are incapable of fighting and remain in the tribe as a waste of food, so both men and women must leave the tribe after forty years and move freely.

Everyone knows that, after leaving tribal protection, the elderly had no choice but to die, otherwise the food and water of the entire tribe would not be sufficient under their drag.

Only if the sacrifice of "witchcraft" is cultivated can it remain in the tribe after old age.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Ye Feng.

When it was done, Ye Feng was once again alone in the wooden house with the sacrificial girl Ashyuan, ignoring the noise in the outward tribe.

“Brother Ye, you are the hero of our Sal tribe. ”

Ashyuan respectfully saluted the courtesy, and raised his white jade arm slightly over his forehead, which was the highest courtesy of the Sal tribe.

“That's nothing. Give me that ice sculpture. ”

Ye Feng waved his hand slightly.

“Please wait, Em is already sending someone over. ”

As Ashyuan spoke, his eyes fluttered and his blue eyes filled with water looked at Ye Feng as if he could speak. It was very provocative.

“Mmm.”

Ye Feng nodded and the god detected it. Before the other side lifted Sophie's shadow ice wall for a while, he took a pink dress from the ancient ring of the Dragon Sword: “It's not right for a girl to wear an old man's clothes. Here's the dress. ”

Ye Feng threw it away at random. It was a small favor to cooperate with each other.

This sophisticated dress from Earth will never be available in this reckless world.

Seeing this dress, Asheyuan took it with her own hands, she was very pleased. Originally she looked at the Sophie shadow in the ice sculpture and envied her snow and white dress. I didn't think Ye Feng would give her a set now.

This is strange!

Ashyuan thought to himself, "No, you can't owe Ye Feng."

She cautiously picked up the pink dress and complimented her: "Brother Ye, in that case, we just got a few strands of dragongrass before the Sal tribe, which is very useful for practicing, so give it to you. ”

Dragongrass!

Ye Feng's heart is a Rin. How could there be such a thing in this Sal tribe? Bravo!

If you could trade a dress for a dragonfly, it would be a big profit, and the dead would die.

Not to mention how many strains Ashdown is talking about.