Many years ago, the Black Peng Clan.
A burly man was holding a black whip in his hand and standing in front of a dirt bag in a daze. He was Hei Xiaohua.
"Xiao Hua... I didn't expect that you, a member of the Black Peng Tribe, would be so suitable for this boneless arm technique. Even ordinary whips could not withstand the strength contained in it. This "Black Dragon Tendon" was something that my father finally found for you. ! Since your adoptive father is no longer around, he will pass on this "Boneless Stick" to you. I hope you will practice well in the future and never slack off. "
Whenever he fell silent and picked up the black whip, Huang You's words could always be heard in his ears.
"This black whip has infinite power, but looks like an ordinary thing, and the name should be equally simple... My father remembers a saying: "The cause of disaster is from slenderness." I named this word slender. The name is, firstly, because this black whip looks as slender as you, and secondly, it is for you to remind yourself to never relax! "
Thinking of this, a trace of bitterness suddenly appeared on Hei Xiaohua's face, and she said to herself: "Father, stepfather... If you know better, if you see me like this, I wonder if you will regret taking such a whip for this black whip." A weak name..."
"Father, it's not that Xiaohua dislikes the name of this Black Whip. It's just that every time she introduces it to others, Xiaohua is really...unspeakable! So...if you don't object, Foster, Xiaohua can take matters into her own hands and fight for this Black Whip. The name has been changed!"
"But...what should I call this thing? Since my adoptive father said it is made of black dragon tendon, why not call it "Black Dragon Whip" after that?" Wonderful! This "Black Dragon Whip" sounds very domineering, much more masculine than that "Xianxian"! "
"Father, if you don't say anything, it means you agreed!"
Just when Hei Xiaohua was chatting lively to himself, a crisp sound of "Canglanglanglang" suddenly came from beside him, scaring him so much that he fell to his knees with a plop.
"Father! Stepfather, please calm down, Xiaohua is just talking casually..."
"Huh? Is there anyone talking over there?"
"I guess so? Anyway, it's not that far away, so let's go over there and have a look! Otherwise, if that guy with a weird temper finds out, we'll get scolded again!"
"Can you tell me who this weird-tempered person is?" The two of them just walked over there when they saw Hei Xiaohua standing in front of them with a pale face.
"Ah! Black Little Flower!" The two of them turned pale and couldn't stop kneeling.
"You bastard, you scared me..." Hei Xiaohua looked at the two of them, then understood the source of the voice, and muttered angrily.
"Brother Xiaohua..." The two of them didn't hear clearly and asked cautiously.
"What did you call me?" Hei Xiaohua felt unhappy and frowned.
"Brother Xiao Hua..." Before the man on the left finished speaking, he was stabbed by another person, and then he quickly changed his words: "Master Hua! Master Hua!"
"That's pretty much it..." The displeasure on Hei Xiaohua's face faded, and she nodded and sneered.
"Master Hua, what are you doing here?" These two people were patrol guards of the Black Peng tribe. They came to check after hearing something unusual. They were a little surprised to see Hei Xiaohua here.
"Relax!" Hei Xiaohua put the black whip back on her waist, dropped the two words angrily and walked away.
But just as he passed by the two of them, he suddenly paused for a moment and pointed to the long sword in the hand of the man on the left: "Go back and change the rope to a stronger one. Don't let the chain drop at critical moments in the future!"
"Yes! Mr. Hua!" The man grasped his frayed belt and nodded.
After confirming that Hei Xiaohua had completely left, the two of them dared to take a deep breath and glanced in the direction where Hei Xiaohua had been.
"Brother, why don't I remember when there was an extra tomb over there?" the man on the right asked curiously.
The man on the left took a glance and looked away, then pretended to be mysterious and said: "You don't even know about such an important matter. It seems that you didn't patrol well!"
"I'm sorry! I just moved here not long ago, and I rarely pass through such a remote place...so who is buried here? Please let me know."
"Oh... that's not a grave, it's just a dirt bag, hahaha..." Seeing this person's nervousness, the one on the left could no longer hold his nerve.
Shut up and laugh.
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"Heiyi, you heartless guy! You left Master Hua here and didn't care about it. It's a good thing that Master Hua was so enthusiastic about you back then! Take my punch!"
"Dong dong dong..." Just when Hei Xiaohua was having fun, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Hei Yi, just stay here and wait until I come back to deal with you!" After saying a few words, Hei Xiaohua turned around and opened the door.
"Master Hua, it's what you want." The person who came was delivering something, and he hurriedly handed the item to Hei Xiaohua.
Hei Xiaohua just weighed it, and then put it in her arms without looking at it.
"Why are you still standing there?" Seeing the man in front of him still standing there, Hei Xiaohua waved his hand, "Go back! You have nothing to do here!"
"Okay Mr. Hua, I'll take my leave!" The visitor bowed, then hurriedly turned around and left.
As he walked, he secretly wondered: There was obviously no figure in Hua Ye's room, who was he talking to?
"Hei Yi, why don't you say anything? Do you feel guilty remembering old things? As long as you call me Hua Ye, Hua Ye will forgive you!" Back in the room, Hei Yi faced a black wooden sign on the table. Cursing.
After spreading the flames again, Hei Xiaohua felt dry and depressed. I wonder what Hei Yi's situation is now?
Since coming to the Black Peng Clan, he has not relaxed even for half a day. Perhaps due to his special physique, after some hard training, his whole body seemed to be inflated, from a thin and "beautiful" "Man" expanded into a strong man!
When he first came to the Black Peng Clan, these Black Peng Clan people didn't take him seriously at all, but today, almost everyone who despises him has suffered a big loss at his hands...
Late at night, Hei Xiaohua tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. When he touched the package on his chest, he sat up from the bed.
"That's right! I have nothing to do anyway, why don't I leave now? As long as I have these things, I don't believe that those who destroyed the Mongolian tribe are unwilling to help!"
Hei Xiaohua no longer felt sleepy at all, she pulled off her clothes and draped them around her body, then pushed the door open and left in one go!
On the way, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help laughing. As long as this incident was over, in the future, whenever anyone hears the name Hei Xiaohua, they will be afraid of it!
"Who is it? What's the name of a ghost in the middle of the night? Don't disturb the rest of the clan!" Someone on the sentry post outside the Black Peng clan's gate sternly scolded.
"Shhh! The voice sounds like that of the evil star!" The man next to him hurriedly whispered to stop him.
Sure enough, as soon as they finished speaking, the two of them saw a familiar sturdy figure emerge from the darkness, and then disappeared out of the firelight under the sentry post.
"Uh..." Hearing this, the man hurriedly lowered his voice, "It's really this guy. Where is he going in the middle of the night? Do you want to stop him?"
"Stop? If he is determined to leave, who among us can stop him?" The other guard smiled bitterly and said: "So let him go, it will just make the clan a little cleaner..."
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"According to the description of the adoptive father, the Miemeng people should be nearby here, but this place is clearly in the wilderness. Is there any sign of human life?" Looking at the desolation in front of him, Hei Xiaohua suddenly felt a little troubled.
Regarding the story about the annihilation of the Mongolian people, he only heard a few words from Huang You, and then he went to look for it in a fit of passion. If he had known that this was the case here, he should have done more homework and learned about the Mongols first, instead of focusing on how to combine murder and robbery with women...
"That's all, it's too late now, and it's really inconvenient to rush on the road. Let's find a place to rest first!" Hei Xiaohua yawned, picked up some weeds in a deserted field nearby, and set up a shelter in a sheltered place. nest.
Perhaps because of his background, Hei Xiaohua was not picky about such simple conditions. Now that the nest was built, he got into it and fell asleep.
For some reason, Hei Xiaohua slept very soundly.
In the dream, he returned
When I practiced "Ten Flood Dragons Going to the Sea" with my adoptive father, although I was really tired at that time, I was carefree every day and would not be as heavy as today...
Speaking of heaviness, this should be a burden in the heart, but the strange thing is that Hei Xiaohua clearly feels that she is being weighed down by this heaviness and can't breathe...
Opening his eyes, Hei Xiaohua immediately understood why he slept so soundly. It turned out that his body was buried with soil.
Hei Xiaohua's physical strength is amazing, and she can push up the soil on her body with just a push on her waist! Then I saw him turn his body over and put his face on his back. With the support of his arms, he broke through the soil and stood up.
"Which bastard dares to trick you Hua Ye! Don't let Hua Ye catch you!" Hei Xiaohua dusted off the dirt on his body, cursed and was about to leave the place.
"Ah! It's a fake corpse! It's a fake corpse!" At this moment, a voice as light as an oriole screamed not far away.
"Huh?" Hei Xiaohua turned around and saw that the person who exclaimed was a young woman in Tsing Yi, who was carrying a bamboo basket and was dumbfounded.
Hei Xiaohua originally didn't want to meddle in this nosy business, but when she saw that there was no one around, she frowned slightly and walked towards the woman: "This little girl... ahem, this girl, where do you think there is a fake corpse?"
"The evil spirit is gone! Be gone quickly!" Without saying a word, the woman jumped up and slapped Hei Xiaohua so hard that stars popped out of her eyes.
"You're such a rude little girl! Just say no if you don't want to help. What are you saying... Huh?" As he said that, Hei Xiaohua suddenly felt his scalp numb. He reached out and tore off a yellow talisman, "You What the hell is this posted on me?"
"Forget it... You, Mr. Hua, are a good man and don't want to fight with women. Go back to your family quickly and don't wander around outside!" He threw the yellow talisman casually and turned around and left.
"Huh? Why did this yellow talisman fail? Could it be that this guy is too obsessed?" the woman muttered.
Hei Xiaohua staggered when he heard this, and turned around again, only to realize that the bamboo basket behind the woman was actually carrying a lot of dirt. She was also furious and said with a crooked nose: "It turns out it's you, little girl, who's doing the trick! "
Seeing the woman in front of her with a wrinkled nose and a pair of big, watery eyes on her chubby face, she looked innocent. She seemed to be young. Hei Xiaohua really couldn't get the slightest anger out of her, so she could only lower her head. He scolded: "That's it...be careful next time you bury someone. It's best to check whether the person is dead or alive first!"
"Oh, then just keep sleeping! I promise you I will never bury you again this time!"
"Then I really thank you..." Hei Xiaohua sighed, he had never felt so helpless.
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