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Withered Tengshu pretended to be very surprised and said: "Patriarch, those poisonous snakes are not easy to deal with, and they will die if they fail."

Xia Tian smiled slightly and waved his hands and said: "It's okay, the reputation of our subduing dragon clan is not in vain. If you can subdue the dragon, you can subdue the snake. Your honor is too much."

Yingmu Huadao glanced at the withered vine tree, and knew that it was time to speak for himself. He pretended to be surprised, "Patriarch, hehe, could it be that you and your clan are master snake catchers?"

"No, although our people all know some superficial kung fu, but if we want to fight against snakes and insects, we still need the help of subduing dragon wood."

"Jianglongmu?" Withered vine tree pretended to be surprised.

"Hehe, that big tree at the door has been passed down for thousands of years, and the no snakes in the valley all benefit from it." Xia Tian said.

"That's great, as long as we cut a branch back, our hometown will be free from snake disasters." Yingmu Huadao pretended to be pleasantly surprised.

Xia Tian showed a troubled look on his face, as if he couldn't open his mouth, "Hehe, respected guest... this... actually..."

"The patriarch has something to say, but it doesn't matter. As long as we can get rid of the snake plague, we are willing to pay no matter how high the price is." Withered Tengshu seemed to understand the reason for Xia Tian's hesitancy, and said first.

"Your honored guest misunderstood. Since ancient times, the Jianglong wood in the clan has been sent out once. It should have happened thousands of years ago. Snakes and insects, the Song army suffered countless casualties. They did not know where they heard that there was a subduing dragon tree in the Kunlong Valley, so they sent people to ask for it. After all, they are descendants of Yanhuang and the Huaxia clan. Of course, the invasion of foreign tribes is a common enemy. I agreed, and Song Jun specially sent hundreds of beauties and countless gold and silk to thank us. Later, Song Jun defeated the foreign invaders with Jianglongmu. Since then, the patriarchs of all dynasties have taught us that Jianglongmu is the essence of heaven and earth. , don’t allow others easily, even if necessary, the other party needs to be sincere.” Xia Tian said.

Isn't this the story of Yang Zongbao and Mu Guiying?The withered vine tree is a bit confused. He has seen from the history of Huaxia Kingdom that Jianglongmu is the treasure of Muke Village. Could it be that those are all legends, and what Xia Tian said is the truth?
"Patriarch, how did I hear that Mu Kezhai gave the Dragon Subduing Tree to the Song Army?" Kutengshu asked.

"Hehe, true or false, false or true, would you tell the truth instead? In order to get her due status, it is understandable for Mu Guiying to say that Jianglongmu came from Mu Kezhai." Xia Tian laughed. .

"Oh, sweeping Karma!" Kutengshu couldn't help saying a Japanese language.

Xia Tian didn't care too much, the land of Huaxia is vast, and people of all races are scattered all over it, so it is inevitable to speak some local dialects, maybe Wa Kingdom is a new country on the land of Huaxia.

Xia Tian smiled and said: "The only thing that is lacking in the Sleepy Dragon Valley is women. If the respected guest can send us a few fertile women, Jianglongmu will be a gift."

Yingmu Huadao hesitated, it was too difficult to come here, and it was even more difficult to bring a woman here.

Kutengshu doesn't think so. If you can get Jianglongmu without fighting, it's the best strategy. Women, there are plenty in Myanmar. The Iga family does not lack money. As for coming here, it is even easier. You can use The helicopter is flying over!
"Patriarch, Kunlong Valley is a sacred place on earth. I believe there will be women who like this simple life. Don't worry, I will find a way to recruit a group of women for the Dragon Subduing Clan." Withered Tengshu said.

Xia Tian was overjoyed upon hearing this, raised his hands and clapped a few times.Several clansmen walked in from the door, bent down to ask for instructions: "Patriarch, please give me instructions."

"Prepare the bonfire and fine wine, and when the moon rises, invite all honored guests to drink to their heart's content and enjoy themselves!" Xia Tian ordered.

"Yes!"

When night falls in the valley, a crescent moon hangs obliquely in the sky like a hook.A bonfire under the Jianglong tree was burning ragingly, making crackling noises.

Hundreds of men, women and children of the Jianglong tribe sat around the bonfire, knocking on bamboo instruments, and several singers sang the ancient wind song.The high-pitched, wild singing resounded through the sky, tearing the hearts of the listeners.

At this moment, Kutengshu felt a little ashamed. Facing such a group of innocent Chinese people, he deceived them with lies.

"Sakuragi, remember to leave tomorrow morning, help them get a group of women over here, I'll wait for you here." Withered Tengshu turned to Yingmu Huadao and said.

"Hay! I will definitely do it!" Sakuragi Hanadao nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Kuteng, this is monkey wine. Please taste it." At this time, a middle-aged woman walked up to the withered vine tree holding a bamboo cup in both hands.Xia Tian reminded him.

That night, the withered vine tree and Yingmu Huadao were both drunk. They were moved by the enthusiasm of Huaxia, the subduing dragon clan, and they forgot that they were from the Wa country, and they forgot their purpose of coming here, they only knew to drink!drink!drink!

……

At the same time, Sadako Ono, who is far away in Lula, has trouble sleeping and eating.She has been looking for Xiao Jian for a few days, but there is no trace, which makes her helpless.

Lula's nights were equally wild and crazy.Sadako Ono walked aimlessly on the street with her mouth pouted, angrily kicking the pebbles under her feet.

"Crack!" A stone hit the forehead of a shirtless man by the side of the road.

This man was drinking beer, his forehead was sore from the beating, his hands trembled in fright, and the beer glass fell to the ground and shattered.

"Damn it, who hit me? You..." The man stood up abruptly, picked up the rifle leaning against the wall, and loaded it with a clatter, but when he saw Sadako Ono, he was stunned. She was so beautiful that she was speechless.

Seeing that she had caused trouble, Ono Sadako hurried forward to apologize, "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose, please forgive me."

"Damn, so it's a Japanese! What do you think of this?" The man pointed to the blood bag on his forehead and said.

"I'm sorry, shall I take you to the hospital? Or accompany you to pay for the medical bills." Sadako Ono took out a stack of dollars from the Kunbao and placed them on the small table in front of the man.

"Haha, chick, do you think it's enough to just lose money? My elder brother is bleeding, so you have to bleed." A man on the table smiled presumptuously.

Ono Sadako frowned, but held back herself.

"That's right, brothers and sisters think you're lonely, why don't we accompany you, come on, have a drink, and go have fun together." Another person on the table simply stood up and stretched out his hand to pull Sadako Ono.

"You... you, shameless! Court death!" Sadako Ono had never been insulted like this before, and she couldn't bear it anymore, and the soft sword at her waist appeared in her hand in an instant.

"Shout! It's still Lianjiazi, is your sword as fast as a bullet?" Before Sadako Ono could make a move, the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against her towering chest. Heaps of smirks.

The soft sword in Ono Sadako's hand hit the ground, her face seemed to be aggrieved, "Brother, I didn't mean it when I said it! Take this away, please, don't get angry, I'm afraid!"

Hearing Sadako Ono's swallow voice, the man's heart sank, "Hehe, as long as the girl agrees to the brothers, I will move the gun."

"I promise, is it okay to promise?" Ono Sadako pretended to be shy.

The man put away the gun in a moment of complacency, but just as he moved the muzzle of the gun away, the soft sword in Ono Sadako's hand was raised, a cold light flashed, and a red line shot out, the man's eyes widened in horror, Subconsciously covering his neck with one hand, he murmured, "You... Japanese people are liars!"