I Heard I've Been Dead For Thousand Years

"Ritual? Those two obviously want to hang this young man. What kind of ceremony is this a symbol of honor!"

Wuzen frowned and retorted, Lin Meng helplessly shook his head and said:

"The people of the northern barbarians admire war, and regard victory as the supreme glory, death in battle as the highest honor, and failure in cowardice as a shame."

"Therefore, among the northern barbarians, there are no defeated, only the dead. Presumably the young man challenged the two brothers in accordance with the traditions of the northern barbarians. If he wins, he will take the place of the two brothers, and if he loses... …It is best to die in battle, otherwise you will be put to death. Northern barbarians are not allowed to show the shame of defeat in their lives."

"The three major demon cults in the world, the leading place in the killer world, Fengyulou is so powerful, part of the reason is that it imitated this cruel system among the northern barbarians and improved it. The lower ones can defeat or kill the upper ones. If you fail, you will not bear any consequences, so as to make the superior no longer slacken and let the inferior work hard."

Wu Chan frowned upon hearing it, and retorted sharply:

"How is this possible! Victory or defeat is unexpected, and who can be undefeated in his life! Isn't it that all the northern barbarians who are alive today have never failed in their lives, and have never been captured in battle!"

Lin Meng sneered, showing a sardonic smile.

"The facts are true. The northern barbarians either don't fight, but only wins if they want to fight. The northern barbarians never lose or take prisoners."

Seeing that the two men put a noose around the young man’s neck, hung it on a thicker branch, and pulled the rope to slowly hoist the young man. Without Zen or thinking about grinding with Lin Meng, he was about to go. Before he rescued the boy, Lin Meng grabbed him.

"I said, you monk, the villagers in Xizhou used to enshrine the statue of the old dragon god and the officers and soldiers clashed with them, and saw hundreds of deaths and injuries. You don't necessarily have to be so compassionate. Why are you so compassionate now?"

Wu Chan struggled Lin Meng to grasp the palm of his arm, did not break free, and said angrily:

"Before, my demon was not broken, and I took into account the identity of a person of my own nature, even if my heart couldn't bear it, I didn't dare to act rashly, and I wanted to test you."

"I think you were able to stand up even in the face of hundreds of officers, soldiers, and generals, but I want to ask you, why are you insisting on not saving him now!"

After Wu Chan said, he struck Lin Meng's palm again, but still didn't break free, but Lin Meng looked calm and shook his head.

"It's not the same. I stood up for the villagers, first because of the way in my heart, and second because the villagers originally had hopes. Now this is indeed a matter within the northern barbarians. You can see that the young man has a half-hearted look for help. Have you said half a word for mercy?"

"Believe me, if you rush to save that young man, you will not receive the slightest gratitude from him, but will become a hindrance in his eyes, and will cause great trouble in this Xuemo Valley!"

Seeing that young man was hung in the air, his legs curled up and his body twisted, his face was painful and hideous, and he made a ho ho suffocation sound, Wu Zen could no longer hold it, and struggling harder than breaking away Lin Meng 'S palm, shouted angrily:

"Why do I act to be grateful? You have your way, and I have my way. I just can't bear to see this young man die under such an absurd tradition. Don't stop me!"

After saying that Wu Chan was about to rush forward to save the young man, Lin Meng saw that his heart was determined to be irretrievable, so he sighed silently and stopped blocking.

At this moment, a rapid breaking sound sounded.

"Wow!"

A black shadow flashed past. Someone broke the rope hanging the boy with one arrow at a time without Zen. The boy fell into the snow and groaned in pain, coughing violently.

"who is it!"

The two identical twins looked back at the point where the arrow was out, and Lin Meng and Wu Chan also turned their heads in amazement.

I don’t know when a team of men and horses have come. There are thousands of people in the mighty. Lin Meng had noticed before that it was the return of the barbarian squad outside of Xuemo Valley. He didn’t pay much attention.

This team of men and horses are neatly equipped, and riding under the hips is the standard hybrid Wuchai of the Wuzhou Army, not the horse-breed snow helmets unique to the northern barbarians.

The book booths that the book friends used before have gone, and now they are basically using the Huanyuan artifact app.

The flag they were playing was not a totem of any line in the northern barbarians, but a pale mirror embroidered on the red flag surface, in which a flying wolf was drawn with vigorous and extraordinary lines like an ink pen.

It is the banner of the Snow Wolf Army, one of the three subordinate armies of the Snow Mirror Army!

Lin Meng was surprised when he recognized this banner, and what made him even more surprised was that he saw the three of Long Heying behind this team!

There is also an old man with short beard wearing a snow white fox fur and a white feather crown and a scribe, riding a horse and holding a corpse that looks like a corpse wrapped in brocade, beside Long Heying!

Compared with Long Heying's extraordinary rich black gilt fur robe next to him, this old man's simple paleness looked particularly eye-catching.

When Lin Meng saw this old man, he saw his extraordinaryness. This old man was not a human, or rather a living person, but a remnant soul that used secret techniques to condense the soul and forcibly stay in the world after death!

Who is this old man and why is Long Hyuk-ying here again?

Suddenly, questions flew in Lin Meng's mind. Before Lin Meng thought about it, he heard a high scream from the sky. A mighty white-headed goshawk swooped down from the sky and came to the boy's side. He held the shot feather arrow in his mouth, took it back in front of the head of the team, and landed on that person's arm.

The head of this team is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, with a beautiful bronze complexion, a well-proportioned body, a firm face and slightly curled hair, and a black blindfold on his one eye. He looks heroic. In such wind and snow, only a soft armor like a waistcoat was worn, with both arms exposed.

The two twin guys who were about to hang the boy were stunned when they saw the man and horse, and then they recollected that they didn't care about the boy who fell to the ground, but instead hugged his chest and dissatisfied with the one-eyed boy headed opposite. , Seems to have met early.

"What! Qingcang, your kid has been outside for a few years and has seen the world. When you come back, have you forgotten the traditions and rules of our Xuemo Valley!"

Qing Cang!

Lin Meng was shocked when he heard this name, and instantly remembered the origin of the name in his mind.

The commander of the Snow Wolf Army, one of the three subordinate armies of the Beizhou Snow Mirror Army, was born in the northern barbarian tribe, and has great arrow skills. He inherited the world's first archery master and one of the three subordinate armies of the Snow Mirror Army.

This person is quite legendary. It is said that he was born in the northern barbarians, and he was in the vein of Xuemo Valley. He was taken out of Xuemo Valley by Mr. Chang Xuejing since childhood. Yan Wang Xiao was also matched by Chang Xuejing, so that Wang Xiao, who was the old part of Chang Xuejing, had to give this face.

Even Lin Meng has heard some rumors that in order for this young man to successfully sit down as the leader of the army, Mr. Chang Xuejing did not hesitate to re-train his body before his death, and used the secret technique of initiation to improve his life. The small realm broke through the free and unfettered realm into the spiritual travel realm.

Even the Snow Wolf Army is said to be a new army specially reorganized by Mr. Chang Xuejing for this young man, and the most core guards are all northern barbarians without exception.

The outside world even said that this young army leader from the northern barbarians and the new army snow wolf composed of northern barbarians at the core were the greatest achievement of Mr. Chang Xuejing's life-long policy towards the northern barbarians!