destiny [ancient]

After discussing some details of the plan, Yu Ji left. After all, his visit was hidden this time, so it's better not to let people know about it.

Watching Yu Ji leave, Ji Hui grabbed the peacock's outstretched neck with a backhand.

"Ah——" Peacock stretched out his tongue artificially, and rolled up his eyes, which obviously had no whites, looking like I'm dead.

Ji Hui warned him lightly: "For three days or something, don't stay one foot away from me."

This demon has heard a lot of secrets, so be careful to guard against accidents.

"Don't worry, Ah Hui, your human race is fighting among themselves, and it's too late for me to encourage you, so how can you ruin such a good thing?" Peacock said shyly.

Then encounter flying skills.

In order not to be more than a foot away from Ah Hui, the peacock, whose face was on the ground, flew back into Ah Hui's arms.

Ji Hui sighed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Pass me the warrant, please come and see the Dongyi envoy."

His voice was not loud, but it was heard very clearly by the guards outside the courtyard. He bowed down and bowed on one knee for the first guard, then retreated quickly and went to deliver the order.

The peacock curled up lazily in Ah Hui's arms, won't it go out within three days.

It shouldn't affect the plan he set.

-

There are many mountains in the southern wasteland, and the place of worship is built on the cliffs of high mountains.

It was already autumn at this time, and on Huadeng Mountain, the main peak of the stretching mountains behind Nea City, the strong wind was howling, making it almost unsteady to stand.

The sacrificial altar was located on a protruding cliff, but the former chief priest, Nanfeng, stood there for several hours.

The men he sent did not return.

Sure enough, the fate is like this, once the Southern Star Lord returns to the throne, the luck of the Southern Wilderness will be protected by him, and there will always be luck to turn bad luck into good luck.

Thinking about it, with Ah Hui's ability, I can already feel it.

Nanhuang, I can't stay here anymore.

But if he couldn't hand over the magic medicine of Zifu, what would he do with his mother who was captured by Dongyi?

I am not filial, unable to take care of my mother's old age, and made her fearful for many years, can't I even save my life for him now?

"I said, you can't solve it." A voice with a slightly sharp ending and a rising voice sounded behind him. It was a man in white, slender, with a small emerald green maple leaf growing between his eyebrows. The dimples on the top even give people a feeling of wanting to be touched.

"Monster clan... the tiger is in Nie'a, are you afraid of dying here?" Nanfeng didn't turn his head, but said coldly.

"If the tiger has no tacit understanding with the demon clan, do you think the peace between the demon and the world in those days is a coincidence?" The man in white smiled, "Your mother's life is not helpless."

"You..." Nan Feng paused before asking, "What do you want me to do?"

"You don't need to do anything at all." The man in white took out a palm-sized jade box from the white cloak, and there was a mark on it that was like a fire, flickering slightly in the sun, "This thing can save your mother, and it will be your treasure." The thank you for betraying Boyin back then."

After finishing speaking, he casually threw the jade box to Nanfeng to sacrifice.

Nanfeng took it casually and held it in front of his eyes for a look.

In an instant, he trembled all over, almost unable to hold it.

"You...you..." He suddenly turned around, pointed at the man in white, his fingertips trembling.

"This thing has been given to you. How to use it depends on your preparations. I will leave." The man in white smiled slightly, turned and walked underground.

The soil was like clear water to him, picking up the steps from the ground, and soon, he and his body sank completely into the ground, and he could no longer see the slightest bit.

"This thing..." Nanfeng carefully held the jade box with a gloomy expression. After thinking for a moment, he made up his mind and turned to leave.

Less than half an hour after he left the altar, two lights and shadows rushed towards him.

"Are you late?" Hua Zhen frowned.

"He went into the water." Weijia covered his forehead with his hands and stared at the smoke and clouds in the distance. This was almost the only way to delay his tracking time.

"Just now the tiger said that this matter was done by Han Yao, do you believe it?" Hua Zhen turned to look at him. Han Yao is Han Yun's second son and the only living son. Zhuo is the enemy.Weijia is not afraid of Hanyun in terms of combat power, but after all, he doesn't know the position of Master Houyi.

"Dongyi's situation is complicated now. If Han Yun and I are hostile again..." Weijia thought for a while, but still shook his head firmly, "This matter must not be pressed down. If I don't let him pay for his life, I will be worthy of those young children who died tragically. Or, no matter how patient I am, Han Yun may not let me go."

After all, besides Han Yun, he is the most likely person to inherit Dongyi.

"Then let's go now, or let the tiger know?" Hua Zhen asked, after all, they had been instructed by the tiger when they came here, and it would be impolite to leave directly.

"Let's say goodbye." Weijia turned around with his bow in his hand, and once he made up his mind, he basically announced Han Yao's death.

-

"We will go with them at that time." Yu Ji took a wooden spoon to stir the soy sauce rice in front of him (also known as Chunmu, one of the ancient eight treasures), "the food in Nanhuang is a bit scarce, and the roasted white tree in Xiling Worm and lizard soup are all delicious, if you come to my place, I will treat you well."

Ji Hui silently watched him pick aside the white rice grains that hadn't been dipped in chunlu (meat soy sauce), without saying a word.

After Yu Ji finished eating the rice covered with soy sauce, he pushed the remaining white rice towards him, "May I feed your bird with these?"

Peacock immediately squinted his eyes, but Ji Hui shook his head and refused for Yu Ji's sake.

"It's rare for crows to carry gold silk in their black feathers. I don't have such feathers on my crest. I wonder if you can give me some pieces." Xiling has the custom of decorating clothes with animal skins and bird feathers. This crow is very handsome, and Yu Ji is very Like, "I can trade silk for..."

The crow immediately jumped off Ji Hui and walked proudly to the plate of rice.

Yu Ji immediately fed him rice.

The peacock stretched out its claws and kicked the plate of rice away, splashing his face.

Caught off guard, Yu Ji was hit.

"Discipline is not strict, and I hope Xi Jun will not care about a beast." Ji Hui reached out and grabbed the bird, pinching its neck with fingers so hard that it turned white, which made Yu Ji feel that he was making a fuss over a molehill.

"Of course not." Yu Ji calmly picked up the two grains of rice on his face.

"Then, can these feathers be exchanged for silk?" Ji Hui asked calmly, her fingers more forceful to stop the crow's struggle and protest.

"...Here." Just as Yu Ji was about to say whether to exchange a piece of silk, a guard came to inform him that an envoy from Dongyi asked to see him.

Ji Hui nodded and said yes.

Soon, Huazhen and Weijia came in to say goodbye.

Ji Hui and Yu Ji said that they would go together, because the cold play wanted to hurt their people, so they had to go and give them a warning to deter the other party from making trouble again.

Weijia hesitated a bit, but still said: "A little Hanxi, I will definitely not let the two kings go out at the same time... Let me just say that I can ask for food and grass, but I have to share [-]% of the old Dongyi."

The former tribe of Dongyi refers to the people of Dongyi who were squeezed out by Han Yun and stayed in Dongyi, and did not follow Yi to go to Xia.

"Too much." Yu Ji vetoed, "I also show my sincerity, [-]% and I will give you silk in exchange. Besides, your wife's family is not from the north, so why is there a shortage of food?"

"It's not too much." Wei Jia replied avoiding the important and paying less attention. In fact, the food harvested by Han Zhuo over the years was far more than what his tribe needed. Hunters are the most taboo to drink alcohol, because drinking too much, drawing the bow and shooting the arrow will greatly affect the combat power, and it would be good to weaken his spirit a little bit.

It's just that Dongyi's benefits can't all be taken by others...

"Then let's go." The four got up together.

-

At the same time, in the south of the Weishui River, a young man was setting up a large copper pot, in which fragrant pieces of meat were boiled, and stretched noodles were placed beside it.

"Tomorrow, Yuji Ahui will come here to grab food tomorrow," Si Kui looked at the sparkling river, "I'll make them steamed fish and a bowl of shallot beef noodles at that time. If you don't believe them, they won't return." I use it!"

To grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach!Si Kui was full of fighting spirit.

He looked at the pot of shallots in his hand, imagined for a while, and saw that I would use the prophet to predict the world's major events, promise to make them submit to me one by one, help me restore the country, punch Hou Yi and kick Han Yun, and then...

"My lord, who are you waiting for?" A middle-aged man next to him brought another bundle of firewood and asked the last prince of Xia Kingdom in Zhongzhou.

"Of course he is an important person." Si Kui looked at the former minister of the Xia Kingdom who had come to join him from the southern wasteland, "Nanfeng——no, you have changed your real name back, Bomi, don't worry, with the help of these people, You and I don't have to worry about Dongyi chasing us anymore."