After chatting about local customs and customs, Liu Danian controlled his body and brought the topic to the right track.
"Miss Zhong Jie, I am here to help you solve the cold disaster. I know very little about this cold disaster. I hope the girl can tell me something."
"Well, this is what it should be." The girl glanced up, as if remembering, and said in a dignified tone: "The first day of the cold disaster was five months ago..."
"Five months ago!" Liu Nian interrupted in shock: "It's so early, are you sure?"
“Yes, just five months ago!
Since it was close to winter at that time, and the Beilin territory had a very cold climate all year round, the locals did not notice anything strange. "
Looking at Zhong Jie's affirmative expression, Liu Nian seemed to be thinking, and quickly returned to his normal demeanor. He said solemnly: "Girl, continue."
"We people in Beilin are much better at cold resistance than you outsiders. We are not very afraid of the cold, and we, the barbaric clan, are no exception."
Zhong Jie changed her tone and said in a low voice: "However, no matter how you are not afraid of the cold, there is still a limit to your tolerance.
Two months ago, the weather here had reached the coldest level in previous years, and until now, the weather has shown no sign of warming up.
So far, many people in our barbaric clan have lost their lives due to this weather.
If we don't find a way to solve the cold disaster, my people don't know if they can survive until next spring. "
Although Zhong Jie behaved very pitifully, which made people have the urge to help her, Liu Nian did not struggle too much on this topic.
Because whether it is the big thought or the second thought, he is not the kind of Lord who likes to be kind-hearted when he sees suffering.
In this regard, they share the same life motto: There are so many sufferings in the world, and such great things as saving the common people should be left to good people.
In the minds of Da Nian and Er Nian, they never considered themselves to be truly good people.
They only do what they want to do, and only when what they want to do happens to be a good thing, can Da Nian and Er Nian be considered good people.
As he got closer and closer to the Manmang tribe, Zhong Jie seemed to be a different person, and his words were significantly reduced.
If Liu Nian didn't ask, she would remain silent, which didn't match her lively girlish appearance.
Finally, we arrived at the Manmang tribe.
Neatly arranged felt tents formed a long road. Under the influence of the bone-shattering chill, the felt tents were tightly closed. Only Liu Nian and Zhong Jie were strolling on the empty road, and there was a sense of silence. The atmosphere arises spontaneously.
At this time, a middle-aged man carried a bucket of night incense with some difficulty and walked out of the closed felt tent in front of him.
The man was only one person, but he was wearing three thick fur coats, but even so, his body was still shivering.
Liu Nian said with a look of disbelief: "A living person actually ran out from the grave!"
The man looked for Liu Nian's voice. When he saw Zhong Jie, he looked obviously shocked, and then said nervously: "The clan leader...the clan leader."
Zhong Jie stopped where he was and said a little stiffly: "Uncle Suer, do you need help?"
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no need, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no need to use," the man said incoherently, "I, I, I, I just came out... to get some air. Now that I'm done, I should go back."
After that, the man named Suer carried Ye Xiang and hid in the felt tent quickly. He looked very panicked during the process.
Immediately afterwards, bustling conversations came from the felt tent, as if a couple were quarreling.
"Didn't I ask you to go out and empty out everything in the bucket? Why did you bring it back again? Do you still think the inside of our tent is not smelly enough?"
"Keep your voice down, that evil star is outside us..."
"What...that misfortune star is still there, hasn't she left?"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't let her hear you!"
Although the conversation between the two was very low, to Liu Nian, the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was no different from speaking in person.
Liu Nian glanced at Zhong Jie and saw that the other party was still leading the way calmly, as if he hadn't heard anything.
For a moment, Liu Nian was unsure whether Zhong Jie could hear him.
After all, the other party is only a mortal after all, and one cannot generalize about his hearing ability.
"Miss Zhong Jie, there is something I am very concerned about that I would like to ask about."
Liu Nian looked at the girl's back and asked curiously: "Are all the members of the Manmang clan as powerful as you?"
The girl in front of them was a mortal, but she had a powerful physique far beyond that of a monk. This aroused great interest in both Da Nian and Er Nian. In this regard, their first guess was blood.
"No... my people are all normal." Zhong Jie, who had been speaking freely just now, suddenly darkened a little after hearing Liu Nian's question.
The girl's eyes were lowered, her lips pursed slightly, and she made a voice so small that even she could barely hear it: "I'm the only one who's a freak..."
Sensing something strange about the girl, Liu Danian gave up the plan of asking. However, Liu Ernian didn't seem to notice the girl's strangeness.
Liu Nian looked at the girl's back and confidently expressed his guess: "Since you are the only one special in the entire Barbarian clan, you should have been picked up..."
In the consciousness space, Liu Da Nian let out a long sigh, lay back on the sea, and looked at the sky with a sad face.
"Alas...my second thought is, when will your mouth be able to spit out a few human words!"
To Liu Danian's surprise, Zhong Jie didn't get angry. She turned her back to Liu Nian, nodded slightly, and said in a rather sad tone: "You are right, I was picked up."
"That's great!"
Liu Nian jumped to his feet and cheered. Then, under the horrified gaze of his inner demon, he quickly stood in front of Zhong Jie and squeezed the girl's shoulders with both hands.
Due to the physical contact, Liu Danian sensed Zhong Jie's inner emotions: no anger, only deep inferiority.
At the same time, Liu Nian was facing Zhong Jie, raising his chin and saying with a showy face: "I beg to differ, in fact, I was picked up too!
Moreover, because my cultivation speed is too fast, I am also called a freak in our sect. "
The girl was a little dazed after hearing this, her brows knitted into a ball, her beautiful green-brown eyes moved left and right twice, and her face showed deep confusion.
Looking at Liu Nian's "I'm very proud" expression, Zhong Jie said in confusion: "Can you please explain clearly what you just meant?"
Liu Nian's eyes sparkled and he said excitedly: "I'm saying that we are the same kind."
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