God's Descend

Only then did Jiang Yunan realize something was wrong, but it was too late.

Hou Yi's hand was like lightning, and he grabbed him by the neck in an instant, and his five fingers slowly retracted. He seemed to be teasing a dying prey that he had already caught. He estimated the time until the person in his hand was pale and his eyes were bloodshot, and then he relaxed a little. a bit.

"What bullshit god attendant..." His voice was hoarse and filled with hatred, "Who the hell are you!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his five fingers. Jiang Yunan was suffocated until his eyes went black, his mind went blank, and he suddenly realized that this was the original appearance of this native.

——Just like when he was standing among the bunch of slaves, watching the man shoot arrows at the chief, speak arrogantly and condescendingly, as if he wanted to kill gods and Buddhas, he was afraid of him at that time.

It's just that the time spent together was so relaxed that he almost forgot that this person was brutal, cruel and cruel in his bones, and he was not a kind person.

He even put forward conditions to him, thinking that he could be equal to him, and took it for granted that this person was his "attendant" or "little brother"-how could he, Jiang Yunan, be so embarrassing to himself!

"Cough cough..."

Physical tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, and he actually coughed and laughed, laughing at his own stupidity and self-righteousness.In such an era of barbarism and advocacy of force, the strong are respected, he is just a small ant that can be slapped to death by a random native.

The tears fell on Hou Yi's hand that was pinching his neck. Hou Yi seemed to be shocked, let go of his hand abruptly, and took a step back.

Jiang Yunan had already been exhausted due to lack of oxygen, and it was all carried by that hand.He was paralyzed on the ground like a puppet with a broken string, his limbs were numb and weak, and the tears flowed out uncontrollably whether it was from fear or lack of oxygen.

"...that bird... that bird is right," he said softly, as if talking to himself, but his voice was still trembling, "I just rely on... cough cough cough... relying on the shadow of the candle... otherwise ...cough cough cough cough!"

He lowered his head and coughed violently again, and stretched out his hand to wipe it, his hand was bloodshot.

Hou Yi gasped for breath, he seemed to be bewitched by something just now, and his whole body followed a demon.He almost, almost killed this young man with his own hands...

He was at a loss for such a situation, and he was even more unfamiliar with Jiang Yunan like this.He was a little afraid that the little slave would never forgive him again, after all, he still liked this slave very much now, and he still relied on him to heal his eyes.

There was a bloody smell in the air.

The little slave who was mumbling about something just now suddenly became silent at some point.

Hou Yi was in a hurry. He struggled and stretched out his hand to get the person over for inspection, but he couldn't find anyone after groping for a long time.The little slave had used his last remaining strength to crawl out of his reach.

Jiang Yunan was startled as soon as he opened his eyes.

He was lying on a soft and wide animal skin bed that could accommodate ten people, surrounded by palm-sized chicks, dozens of plump birds of various colors, surrounded by you and me In a circle, Dou Ziyan looked at him intently, making various calls of "cuckoo", "chirp", "chirp" from time to time.

Jiang Yunan felt that his limbs were sore, but he didn't dare to move casually, for fear of accidentally crushing the group of birds.

It's true that he hated all Avians, except children.He sat up cautiously, and the small heads of the birds followed his movements neatly. Jiang Yunan couldn't help but stretched out his hand and poked a certain little dumpling.

The little chick staggered from being poked, and let out a "chirp" in fright. The sound was tender and thin, really cute.

Jiang Yunan stretched out his hand expressionlessly and wanted to poke it, but the little guy learned to be smart, and when he saw his finger stretched out, he hugged his finger with his wings and held on to him, as if he was leaning on him.

Jiang Yunan picked it up, a little confused about the situation, he thought for a while: "...are you intelligent creatures?"

That little fat chirp rubbed against the palm of his hand, tilted his head to look at him, with an innocent face: "Chirp?"

Well, I don't understand people's language, it seems not.Jiang Yunan put down the bird and began to check his injuries.The neck still hurts, it's probably blue, and the wolf-hearted native really killed him.

His wrist was also cut in the struggle, but it has long since healed.

The little fat chirps jumped up and down on his legs, trying to attract his attention, chirping and pecking him lightly.

There was a happy laugh from inside the room, and the old voice said: "Hehehehe, it seems that they like you very much. Child, who are you?"

Jiang Yunan looked up and saw that it was an old woman wearing a headscarf. Her face was wrinkled and she was sitting curled up in a corner. He hadn't noticed it just now.

In this day and age, living to forty is considered a very long life, but this old man is at least ten years old.Looking at her attire, Jiang Yunan thought she should be an old man like a clan witch.

He smiled at the old man friendly: "You live a long life."

"Yeah," the old woman seemed to be very happy, she blinked her eyes and smiled again, "Wizards always have some ways to live longer, don't you think?"

The old man had a kind face, and looked at the group of little chicks as if looking at her own children. She grabbed a handful of millet and walked over to spread her palms, and the little chicks stopped bouncing around Jiang Yunan. In the past, he pecked at the rice grains in her palm.

"They are all descendants of the phoenix," said the old man.

Jiang Yunan turned his head sharply. He suppressed his inner excitement and pretended to be an ignorant native and asked, "Phoenix? I heard from our clan shaman that the Phoenix had long since fallen in that battle..." He paused, He tentatively said, "...and the dragon too."

The old man covered his lips and smiled, and he looked at this pleasing young man lovingly, like an elder looking at his favorite junior: "Yes, the legend is like this, yes, your clan must be very old, and now you can remember that There are not many witches left for a big battle..."

"I like you very much, child. The chief has already told me about you... You have friendship with the Feng Clan. It's okay to tell you these things, but this involves the secrets of my Yu Clan. You can't tell it."

"Of course," Jiang Yunan looked at the old man seriously, "I can swear."

She sighed, looking at the little chicks with a bit of sadness in her eyes: "...the fall of the ancient gods is real, but they left behind their bones, blood and souls."

Jiang Yunan's heart stopped suddenly.

— what did he hear!Bone, blood, soul... He vaguely remembered that Fenghuang had also mentioned to him that after gathering the soul, he would still need to find dragon blood and bones.Does that mean that this old witch also knows the method?

When it came to Zhuyin, he could no longer calm down, and even the old witch could clearly feel his emotional fluctuations.

"Child, what's wrong?"

Not far away, a firewood was burning, emitting a warm and dim light.The little chick that he had picked up before seemed to be particularly lively, and jumped onto the old witch's shoulder again, and let out a "chee-chee-coo-coo" sound.

The old witch seemed a little surprised, and raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him again: "...it said that they had a discussion just now."

Jiang Yunan felt something was wrong at the beginning, who is it?He looked at the "little sparrow" who seemed to be very proud of shaking its wings at him, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The next moment his premonition came true.

Suddenly there was a strong wind outside the house, and there was a high-pitched bird song.There were more and more birdsong, and the old witch's eyelids twitched, feeling a little restless.

"They recognized you," she said.

Jiang Yunan didn't understand: "Admit, what do you mean?"

"As I said just now, they are the descendants of the phoenix, the 'blood' in the flesh and blood soul... Our Qiangrong tribe, as the purest continuation of the bird tribe, exists for them."

"They recognize you as the new Queen Mother of the West." After the old witch said this, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, "This is the first time they have taken the initiative to elect a chief. Dare not have any objections."

Jiang Yunan looked at the group of little "phoenixes" who were staring at him with complicated eyes, and once again suspected that he was dreaming.When he woke up, the stupid big man who had tried his best to protect him before wanted to strangle him, but his "old enemy" Youyu tribe wanted him to be their chief?

Pie from the sky should not fall like this.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.After coming to this continent this time, the birds seemed to be inexplicably close to him, and then contacted the Queen Mother of the West and said, "He had sex with Phoenix", and he immediately realized that it must have something to do with Feng Lian's soul power.

——What "friendship with the feather clan", this is clearly a buff of the bird clan camp!All the birds get close to him for no reason, so naturally he can no longer stand against the Youyu Clan.

Seeing that he was silent, the old witch thought that he accepted it, and immediately became excited.She got up tremblingly and opened the animal skin curtain, revealing the outdoor scene.

Countless birds of different shapes and colors gather outside, whether it is the ground, the roof or the sky, they are all birds.Qiang Rong people have always respected birds. Many people knelt on the ground when they saw this scene, afraid to raise their heads, thinking that something important had happened.

In fact, it is indeed a big deal.

"Ah, child, you have brought us good luck! I have seen, I have seen the future of the feathered race..." The old witch's tone was brisk and with a smile, "Thousands of birds are facing the phoenix! How many years have there been such The occasion is over, they have come to meet their king... My son, no, my chieftain, go out and meet your people."

Jiang Yunan wanted to refuse, but his words were blocked again.

This kind of progress is unexpected, but it seems to be a help for him to find Zhuyin?

"What should I do?" he asked the old witch.

The old witch smiled: "You don't have to do anything, my chief. You just need to go out and let them see you and remember your breath. The birds will spread your name and breath all over Kyushu. Wherever you go to the land of Kyushu, the bird tribe there will be your friends and subjects."

...that sounds too tempting.

From the bottom of his heart, Jiang Yunan resented the Youyu clan, but it was not enough for him to refuse such a big temptation.Yes, since the pie fell from the sky hit him, he took over the stall.

"Okay, I see." Jiang Yunan stood up and walked out slowly. In the few short steps to the door, he quickly adjusted his state.

So the Qiang Rong people kneeling outside, and the circling or landing birds watched a cold and proud young man walk out of the room.