Reverend Insanity

Strangers are now 68 years old.

At this age, it's long overdue. But Baijiazhai has been in a bad position for years. As the uncle of the chief, the elderly chief of the family, he kept bowing, doing his best, and couldn't get away. At a critical moment in the family's existence, he was led out of the mountains and, on his march, unexpectedly discovered the scent of two magicians.

Is he a magician?

This operation is of great significance to hundreds of families. He led the team here the first time.

“Two teenagers?” After seeing Square Source and White Ice, he was somewhat surprised.

His eyes swept, first resting on the white ice.

With a frozen white face, cold eyes, blue eyes staring at strangers without fear, the smell of three turns is undoubtedly revealing.

“So young, it's been three transformations to -- genius!” Not only are they strangers, but the other three look at the white ice and all come up with this idea in their hearts.

At one time, four pairs of eyes focused on white ice.

White condensed ice transformed into a woman with a clean appearance and a cold breath, making her look like an ice fairy. Even if the signs were a little gloomy, they did not conceal her pearlescent glow. Even better supports her tenacity and unyielding perseverance, making her amazing and pitiful.

In contrast to her, the source behind her is much dimmer.

Fang Yuan looks ordinary and is just a retrofit. A lot of people looked at him and turned to white ice.

Fang Yuan enjoyed his success. He could not help but pay less attention to him.

But strangers are different.

Soon he turned his attention to the source.

White condensed ice protects the source of the formula, and it is a constant struggle. Fang Yuan, while hiding behind the white ice, looked quietly.

“To be worthy of such a talented young girl, as if she were the head of two, who is he?” A stranger is an old man with the most spicy eyes.

Originally he thought he was two magicians, but now he's shaking his heart.

Look at the white ice and the power of the source, as well as the orthodox magician's costume on the body, it looks like a young master in distress.

“If it's a magician, kill him. But if we're all short of lords, we need to be careful. Causing revenge from the forces behind them, causing trouble to hundreds of villages, then I am the sinner of the family! But it's good that my enemies are strong and weak, and the scene is under my control. ”

The stranger was thinking, Fang Yuan took a step forward and suddenly stood up.

He arched his hand: “Kid Ancient Moon Fangzheng, Young Master of Qingmaoshan Ancient Moon Nation, met the senior. ”

“Qingmao Mountain? ”

“Young master of the Ancient Moon? ”

Everyone was surprised.

White condensed ice was also surprising, but she drowned her blinds slightly to obscure the crackling of her eyes.

She knew that Fangyuan had begun to ignore people. Now the enemy is strong and I am weak. Only wisdom can lift me out of poverty.

She was caught in the fire and cultivated Silk Match these days, allowing her to take a small step back and stand beside Square Source. Still angry, a close escort looked like death.

“Junior, you're lying! Qingmao Mountain has already been destroyed. You think my husband doesn't know?” A stranger's face was cold, and he drank low.

Fang Yuan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: “It is precisely because of the destruction of Qingmao Mountain that I will appear here. How dare you give me your first name? ”

A stranger is hesitating to give his name, but a young man next to him has already said, "Then listen, we are the elite of Hundred Kingdoms. This is the first old man of our Hundred Buildings and my uncle, Lord Stranger! ”

At this moment, strangers can't help but kick their own nephew.

This hundred actions is a big banner, but the real purpose is unknown except at the top of the family. These people were also blindfolded.

On the surface, they are out hunting, working out the courage of the Young Lord. But the real purpose is to investigate the location of the Nuan Quan in Bai Bone Mountain and carry out the initial clean-up work.

“But forgive them, neither can they guess.” The stranger looked at the square and white ice and quickly calmed down.

“Hundreds, indeed.” Fang Yuan smiled in his heart.

From the appearance of these four magicians, he had a rough guess.

Hundreds of yuanquans are already on the verge of depletion, so we need to find a new yuanquan and then migrate the family.

The migrating family is extremely important and a lot of preparatory work is under way. And keep it a secret.

Otherwise, the hundreds of families would be in danger of extermination once the hostile forces knew about the destruction.

However, Fangyuan did not expect that the hundred elders would be so profound. Ten years ago, preparations began. They are sent from time to time to visit the White Bone Mountains.

The prosperity of a hundred families is justified.

The emergence of hundreds of magicians has caused some surprises. This will undoubtedly have a tremendous impact on his next move.

But on his face, Fangyuan smiled just right, arching his hand: “It's a pleasure to meet you! ”

And then he turned to the white condensed ice: “condense the ice, you back off. It's okay, Baijiazhai is not a magician. ”

White condensed ice listened to Fangyuan so tenderly to himself, almost gave me goose bumps.

She withstood the tediousness of her heart, converged on her will to fight, and took a step back, still silent.

The move also relieved the four magicians across the street.

After all, white ice is a trickle master.

“Turns out her name is Ice Condensing...” The stranger's nephew insinuates in his heart and looks a little crazy.

Hundreds of strangers squeezed their eyes and probed: “Sounds like Ancient Yuexian's nephew met a demon on the road? ”

Now think about it, there's some palpitations. ”Fangyuan patted his chest, and a little fear appeared in his eyes," but fortunately, at that time, several elders of the clan arrived in time to kill the three-spinner magician. ”

“Patriarch, there are elders...” The stranger chirped in his heart and asked hastily, “Are the elders of the Ancient Moon still there, just a short distance away? ”

The source shook his head and sighed: "We and the great forces are lost. ”

Strangers are relaxed.

Then he went on to say, “But I'm sure it won't be long before we meet up with the big army. Because the destination for our trip is Mount Whitebone. ”

Strangers suddenly get nervous: "Mount White Bone? What are you doing in White Bone Mountain? ”

“This…” Fang Yuan deliberately hesitated and did not say anything.

A stranger snorted and a very bad answer popped up in his heart.

Qingmao Mountain has been destroyed. What is the first thing the ancient Yue people want to do? Of course it's camp camp, rebuild the house!

“Did they choose Mount White Bone too? Goddamn it!” A moment of intense killing in strangers' hearts.

If, according to his assumptions, the great army of Qingmaoshan is the enemy of his hundred families.

But he quickly stopped to kill.

He's old, not as impulsive as a young man.

Old people handle things safely first.

He took a moment to think about it, and even killing them immediately would not help!

Killing both of them will not stop the Qingmaoshan mutilators from coming to Bai Bone Mountain. Instead, it leads to a worse situation, starting with the formation of a group of enemies.

And these enemies, though without foundation, are powerful. Haven't you heard from the young master of the Kozuki family? There are clan chiefs and elders in the army. What is even more frightening is that these people face desperate conditions and are more likely to erupt into battle.

Secondly, even now. The girl named Ice Condenser, but the real deal is three turns. And on my side, though strong, there will eventually be casualties.

And it's not up to you to make such a big decision. The chief is not far away. Why don't you ask her?

The stranger thought of this place and decided to stabilize the source and the white ice first.

He smiled and said with enthusiasm, "That's a coincidence, brother-in-law. Our hundred troops, just around the corner, hold their annual big hunting party. Our hundred families are equivalent to half of the landlords, and the brother-in-law must come to make sure that we do our best to be landlords. ”

“This…” Fangyuan deliberately hesitated again.

“Come on, our hundred roasted lamb legs, that's top notch.” The stranger's nephew also persuaded him to stare at the white ice.

Fangyuan touched his belly and revealed a difficult color. Some carelessness, some desire.

Hundreds of strangers' eyes glistened. Haha laughed. “Don't hesitate, brother-in-law. If you hesitate again, you won't give face to the old man. ”

Fang Yuan bowed for a moment: “That boy is bothering the noble family. ”

……

In a generous tent, throw out a banquet.

Fang Yuan and Bai Jie Ice each sit in a table adjacent to each other.

Several families are sitting opposite each other, with hundreds of patriarchs at the helm.

The top of the camp is unveiled, and you can see the blue sky. In the center, a lamb is roasted and the scent of spray is already overflowing.

“Come on, sheep's legs are the freshest. Distant Guests, please enjoy.” Hundreds of parents are passionate.

She is a middle-aged woman. At her behest, the servants of the roasted sheep will cut open the legs of the sheep and give them to the source first. Then another slice was cut and placed on a silver plate and sent to the white ice.

The legs of the sheep exude warmth, the source bites, and the crunchiness is extremely tender. More delicious with some honey or cumin spices.

“The world is truly delicious, no less than the grass monkey brain.” Even eating white condensed ice is a crossroads exclamation.

“Guests love it, it's where the owner is happiest. Ha-ha-ha.” The stranger laughed.

When Fangyuan ate and ate, tears came down.

Surprised, the hundred family members asked, “Fang Zhengxian nephew, why are you crying? ”

“It's delicious, but when I think of these days, the ice condensation and the dangers of displacement, I think of the people who are unable to clothe themselves, the difficulty of eating their bellies, I can't help but feel sad, and hope that the elders forgive me.” Fang Yuan rose up in the archway.

Several old families looked at each other and shouted at each other.

The head of the Bai clan asked: "My clan deeply sympathizes with the disaster of the Ancient Moon clan. Can the brother-in-law tell us exactly what happened in Qingmao Mountain?” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)