Looking at the path entangled with vines, Hei Xiaohua always felt that there was some kind of ghost hidden in it, and it was showing its teeth and claws to him, waiting for him to sacrifice his life.
Since Meng Yuan and Meng Shan took the initiative to "block" him, Hei Xiaohua would certainly not be ignorant and walk towards the bright road without hesitation.
"Brother Xiaohua! Wait!" But before he took a few steps, Ronger grabbed his clothes, "Let Ronger take you there!"
"Third brother! Do you want to harm this distinguished guest?" Meng Yuan shouted and jumped forward, "It's not like you don't know the rules of Guanghua Bridge. The most taboo is walking in groups!"
"Rong'er wanted to lead the way for Brother Xiaohua, but I didn't say that she would go there with Brother Xiaohua!" Ronger was obviously unhappy.
"Ahem, third brother, calm down..." Meng Shan came over with a smile, "My eldest brother and I decided to let the little flower brothers take the lead because we were worried about the little flower brothers! If the little flower brothers can't even pass the Guanghua Bridge, then we We can take him back in time, right?"
"Well..." Ronger thought about it carefully, then nodded slightly without saying anything, and stepped aside.
"Brother Xiaohua, please go ahead!" After comforting Ronger, Mengshan looked at Hei Xiaohua with a smile, "Be careful on the road!"
"Oh...Okay." Apart from being a little dazzling, Hei Xiaohua didn't think there was anything special about the so-called "Guanghua Bridge". As soon as he agreed, he hurried forward.
Seeing Hei Xiaohua walking onto the Guanghua Bridge, Meng Shan turned his head and glanced at Meng Yuan, with a playful look in their eyes.
Although outsiders don't know it, they understand the role of Guanghua Bridge best.
A long time ago, tribesmen would often become jealous because of their frustration after entering the fighting arena, and their attacks would not be measured, which would almost cause the group to kill each other. The situation was serious!
Later, in order to prevent this from happening again, the elders of the clan discussed countermeasures together and built this Guanghua Bridge on the path leading to the fighting arena.
Therefore, the transparent colors on Guanghua Bridge are not for decoration, but to penetrate people's hearts! It can imprison those who are weak-minded or have malicious intentions on the Guanghua Bridge. Depending on the badness of their character, they can cause harm to themselves, so that they can no longer approach the Guanghua Bridge until they return to normal.
When Meng Shan saw this fierce-looking man, he knew at first glance that he was not a kind person! So as long as they can use Guanghua Bridge to let Ronger see his true face, it's not up to them to decide how to deal with this guy in the future?
"Big brother and second brother, what are you still giggling about? Hurry up and catch up!" Just as Meng Yuan and Meng Shan exchanged glances and snickered secretly, Ronger heard an urging, and then rushed towards Guanghua Bridge. .
"Huh?" Meng Yuan and Meng Shan were stunned. They looked across and saw Hei Xiaohua just stepping off Guanghua Bridge and waving to them.
"Second brother! What is going on?" Meng Yuan looked in disbelief, unable to believe his eyes at all.
"I don't know either!" Meng Shan's eyes were also full of confusion, and he thought to himself: Could it be that there is a problem with Guanghua Bridge.
Now that Hei Xiaohua has arrived on the other side, they don't dare to delay, so they can only rush towards Guanghua Bridge one by one. But the moment they arrived at Guanghua Bridge, they all felt pain in their chests, as if they had been struck by lightning.
"Eh? What's wrong with you, eldest brother and second brother? Why do you look so ugly?" Seeing the two people coming down from Guanghua Bridge looking pale, Ronger looked suspicious.
"You don't have to be nervous, third brother... cough cough..." Meng Shan coughed several times before continuing: "It's just that I was too tired from going out to collect medicine today and I was a little slack..."
"Third brother, please take Brother Xiaohua to the fighting arena first. I want to rest here with Meng Shan for a while!"
"Oh, Brother Xiaohua, let's go first..." Ronger didn't have any doubts, she pulled Hei Xiaohua and turned around to leave.
Seeing the two figures disappearing around the corner, Meng Yuan, who was smiling, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body softened.
What Meng Shan said just now was just an excuse. They encountered this situation because they were dissatisfied with Hei Xiaohua and had negative emotions that were spied on by Guanghua Bridge.
Pranayama tablets
At this moment, Meng Yuan felt that the condition in his body had recovered a lot, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up: "Second brother, maybe you can see where this guy is from?"
Although Meng Shan stepped onto the Guanghua Bridge one step after Meng Yuan, he noticed the abnormality in his body first and hurriedly reminded Meng Yuan, so the impact he received was far less severe than Meng Yuan's.
Hearing Meng Yuan's question, Meng Shan, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, also stood up on his knees: "This guy looks ordinary and has no aura in his body. He doesn't look like an expert at all. I really think Don’t tell him.”
Meng Yuan nodded slightly: "It doesn't matter! Now that we have arrived at the fighting arena, why do we care whether he is an expert or not? We will find out after a test! Let's go!"
After saying that, the two of them also rushed towards the direction of the fighting arena.
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"Chief, the medicinal materials have been sorted. I will take people to send them to the Medicine Valley for collection."
Your Highness, there is a man in green kneeling on one knee. Although the light in the hall is dim, the hook embroidery on this man's chest is blooming with golden light.
"Yuanan, thank you for your hard work." An old man with white hair was leaning in the hall. Although he seemed lazy, he exuded the majesty of a superior.
"I don't dare. This is my duty." The man named Yuan An lowered his body and hid the luster from his chest. "Chief, let's take our leave now..."
"Well... you all go down!" The white-haired old man nodded slightly, "Yuan An, you stay here first."
When everyone retreated, the aura of the white-haired old man suddenly dissipated, leaving only violent coughing sounds one after another in the hall.
"Patriarch, are you okay?" The half-kneeling man hurriedly stood up and came to the white-haired old man. He gently patted the white-haired old man's back before peace returned to the hall.
"Yuan An, now you and I are the only two left, do you still want to scream so loudly?" the white-haired old man said angrily.
"Yes, father." Looking up, this Yuan An was the middle-aged man from before.
"My father asked you, how have you considered the inheritance of the clan leader?" The white-haired old man looked weak, his eyes dim.
"This..." the middle-aged man looked embarrassed, "Back to dad, I haven't thought about this matter yet..."
"Consider? Is there anything else to consider?" The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows, then narrowed his eyes: "Can't you let go of that little girl?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't hide it.
"I know how to hang around that little girl every day. Look at your potential, but do you still have a little bit of majesty as a clan leader?" The white-haired old man hated that iron could not make steel.
"That's why I said I wasn't ready, father." The middle-aged man grinned stupidly.
"Hmph! The little girl will get married sooner or later! What will you do when I see you?" The white-haired old man slapped the middle-aged man on the head, tilted his nose and laughed and cursed.
"Father is worrying too much. Yuan An can't stop the little girl from getting married, but he can choose someone who can love and protect her like Yuan An does...bastard!" As he said this, the middle-aged man suddenly thought of something and started to curse.
"You bastard?" The white-haired old man was stunned. "Yuanan, what do you mean?"
"Ahem...it's nothing." The middle-aged man waved his hands hurriedly, "Father, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"
"Go? Where are you going? You haven't promised me about the clan leader's affairs yet..." the white-haired old man said angrily.
"Father." Before opening the door, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped, "Next time you think of this again, remember to get rid of the smell of alcohol on your body in advance..."
"Uh..." The white-haired old man jumped up. His face was glowing red, but he still looked as weak as before.
"Where does the smell of alcohol come from? Sniff... Huh? It seems to be a bit... That brat Yuan An is really sharp. It seems that he will have to change his strategy next time..."
The white-haired old man reached down and picked out a wine bottle from under the table, flipped it on his arm with one hand and started drinking.
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"Little Patriarch!" Seeing the middle-aged man appear from the waterfall, the two guards hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Hearing the words, middle
The young man was speechless. For some reason, since he came back today, almost all the tribesmen he met along the way had changed their names for him. It didn't take a guess to know that his father was behind it, trying to put him on the shelf.
Although the title of "Little Patriarch" is very awkward for him who is already middle-aged, he is too lazy to refute it now.
"Get up!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and looked towards the gloomy path: "Where are they?"
The two guards heard the words and quickly replied: "Back to the little clan leader, they said they will arrange the medicinal materials properly and have already entered the medicine valley in advance. Don't worry, the little clan leader is wasting his time here!"
The middle-aged man felt even more depressed. If he hadn't known earlier that this was arranged by his father, he would even suspect that he was being ignored...
"Diligence? Be diligent!" The middle-aged man sneered a few times, "pass on my instructions! When they come out, remember to clean up the vines on this road. For some reason, the more I look at them today, the more I feel uncomfortable with them!"
"Yes!" The two guards nodded repeatedly.
Glancing coldly in Yaogu's direction, the middle-aged man turned around and left. After all, he still had his daughter's life-long matter to resolve.
"Little Patriarch!" One of the guards suddenly thought of something, "Little Patriarch, I would like to remind you that your guest has already gone to the fighting arena."
"Guest?" The middle-aged man frowned, "What kind of guest?"
"Uh..." The guard was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly reminded: "Back to the little clan leader, the eldest son said this..."
Although he knew that Meng Yuan and Meng Shan would not act recklessly, he was worried about causing trouble, so the guard hurriedly told the truth about what happened before.
"Bastards! A bunch of bastards! Let's see how I deal with you!" The middle-aged man was so angry that his teeth chattered. Ronger's attitude towards that guy was obviously unacceptable to her, so why did the boss and second child also join the ranks of traitors?
This was the first time I saw a middle-aged man angry. The two guards were so nervous that they were trembling all over.
"But... have you noticed how that guy passed the Guanghua Bridge?" This matter was not the fault of the two guards. The middle-aged man did not get angry at them and asked in a deep voice.
"Of course..." The guard nodded repeatedly. After all, what he saw before was incredible. "Although that person is not from my tribe and was not warned, he was able to travel smoothly without even a slight pause!"
"Are you serious?" The middle-aged man's frown suddenly relaxed a little.
"I dare not make any false claims," the guard said.
"This guy is quite interesting..." A strange look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, he turned and walked towards Guanghua Bridge, and then he did not forget to remind them again: "Let them trim the vines cleanly!"
"As you command!"
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