Lanshan Snow

The Thule wizard lowered his eyes, his silver-gray eyes were too shallow, and he looked too cold.Only Qiu Bodeng knows how frighteningly they shone with paranoid and fanatical brilliance...Thousands of times, through tears, sweat, and flickering firelight, they were tightly captured and imprisoned by the snow of this holy mountain.

"Give me your token, Arlan."

He hesitated.

Qiu Bodeng stretched out his hand, and put his fingers around his Hu Gecuo neckline.

A pull.

Yan Heyi stared wide-eyed, Xu Zele jumped up, Amaqin, Tashimu, Bata Chihan and the others almost knocked over the wine jar... The bonfire in the stone fire pit rolled into the air, so beautiful that it could sweep all directions with its radiance The young master of the Central Plains, pulled down his lover in the snowy land, and kissed him lightly.

Even Wizard Thule was taken aback.

Originally, he just wanted Alan to give him something casually. He knew that Alan was not used to being too close in front of many people, especially when Yanheyi, who was like a elder sister to Alan, was present——Chou Bodeng was indeed I didn't think about how to tell Sister He, but A Luo looked at him.

To fight for him.

To rebuild a holy snowfield for him.

The violent emotions were full and swollen, and they overwhelmed the rationality at once.

After a brief moment of daze, Wizard Thule picked up his Alan, pressed down firmly, and snatched the token given to him with a hundred times of enthusiasm.

This keepsake that makes the young men of all tribes envy and jealous to the point of madness.

In an instant, the sound of applause, whistle, slap on the table mixed with Yan Heyi's furious sound, kicking the table, and Xu Zele's desperate blocking, almost toppled the ceiling of the entire tent.Girls from some tribes opened their throats and sang high-pitched: The lover of Xueyuan!Brave lover, faithful lover!

Scimitar cuts the enemy's throat

The moonlit hills would have—

Belong to your pastures and cattle and sheep!

……

Young Master Qiu was almost out of breath.

But he couldn't care less about Sister He who Amaqin and Xu Zele couldn't stop at the back—he knew what a "blood alliance" was!Know how dangerous it is!

"Alo, Alo," Qiu Bodeng tightly embraced his lover, his eyes as black as obsidian reflected the bright brilliance of the bonfire, "My waist knife is here, and I am here too..." He paused hastily After a pause, a palpitating and intoxicating blush appeared on the cheeks like the first snow.

"You know that, right? I will never be separated from you. Even if it's Huangquan Hell."

Wizard Thule touched Arlan's cheek and told him that in the most barbaric era, various tribes fought against each other.The defeated tribe should dedicate its totem to the tribe that conquered him.They will be pinned to the leader's clothes to show their strength and belonging.

"Don't be afraid, my Arlan," said the Thule wizard, with calm eyes, "I will give you a totem-studded garment, which will be full of blue horses, red fire, red foxes, white The black wood, the black tiger——I want to make everything in the snowfield, all tribes and races, surrender to you."

singing.drums of war.

All the fire pits were ignited.

All the banquets were torn down, and only the bonfire was left burning in the big tent, emitting a strong smell of fir.Bright red and orange lights illuminate the walls of the big tent.The tent wall is composed of diamond-shaped fences nailed with wooden spikes, and the printed and dyed felt blankets of different colors are stretched out in a circular arc.

The felts of different colors are embroidered with different totems, representing different tribes.

Standing in front of the green blanket of the Chanan Thirteenth Department, the Qingma Kibe warrior drew out his scimitar and wiped it off with his bloody coat.His blood feud trial will still be carried out, but it is no longer the point—the girls of Thule brought the weapons that were planted outside the gate of the village into the big tent, and the warriors of each department grabbed their weapons one by one.

In the center of the big tent, three bronze basins are filled with green, red and blue pigments.

The Thule wizard sat cross-legged.

He took off his shirt, revealing the golden scriptures on his back.All the shamans of the tribe surrounded him, and kept throwing handfuls of dry herbs into the brazier, burning all kinds of smoke. They murmured low-pitched mantras, which were so weird and terrifying that they seemed to come from a dark cave. Outgoing echoes.

Yan Heyi pressed the hilt of his sword, squeezed to the side of the young master, and even shouted twice, the surrounding was too noisy and was drowned.

She had to raise her volume: "Master!"

The young master finally heard it, but he stared at the center of the big tent, and unconsciously replied: "They are going to seal his power."

The shamans circled the head witch of Tule, kowtowed, got up, spun, kowtowed, got up again, and spun again.The silk and satin ribbons on the cuffs, underarms and bottom of the Toba shaman suit are like the feathers of the gods, unfolding wildly, and the sun, moon and stars embroidered on it dance into a brilliant brilliance, and countless iron rings, copper bells, bronze mirrors and bells are all violently draped together. rang.

All the bonfires in the tent were dimmed.

The shadows of the shamans in bird feather suits are printed on the tent wall, like gods descending from the sky, gigantic and distorted.

Jingle Jingle.

The oldest old shaman, with his bony hand, pulled out a branding pen that was red in the fire, dipped it into a copper plate filled with three kinds of pigments: indigo, crimson and blue, and used these three kinds of black shamans The extremely evil power is often used to seal the pale gold scriptures on the Thule wizard.

The crimson branding pen made contact with the flesh of the spine, making a slight barking sound, and a faint white mist rose up.

Qiu Bodeng's knuckles turned white, and he didn't blink.

One stroke, two strokes...

The light of the fire shone on the peaceful face of Wizard Thule, with prominent cheekbones, sharp eyebrows, and an extremely three-dimensional profile.

Clear as a stone carving.

The indigo demon and the scarlet demon, biting and strangling, climbed onto the back and chest of the head witch of Tule one by one.

The old people often use ghosts living in the depths of dark caves to frighten disobedient children, and only one will be dealt with by the heroes.But now the ghosts mentioned in the long narrative poem, or not mentioned, all crawled out, just to suppress a monster more terrifying than them.

The last stroke fell.

All the patriarchs got up at the same time and thumped the bronze drums in front of them at the same time.

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Boom, boom, boom.

The two Thule warriors hit the drums hard.

The knife collided with the knife, making a fierce and terrifying sound, and the torch inserted on the edge of the high platform was blown by the wind of the knife to pull out a long red tail of fire.The Thule wizard turned Tugong's long sword upside down, and the sword fell one after another. The warriors of Hanli's bones were forced to retreat step by step, until they reached the border of Saiwutai.

The Hanli bone warrior, who had no way to retreat, let out a roar, stomped heavily on the edge of the martial arts platform, leaned over and kicked vigorously.

Swinging the knife horizontally drew a fierce moon arc.

What fell together with the arc of the moon was a nearly vertical knife light.

Tugong's long knife is vertical and downward!

With a click, the scimitar broke into two pieces, and the broken tip spun, brushing against Wizard Thule's face, and a cold light illuminated his deep browbones for a moment.The long knife turned sideways, and smashed on the shoulder of Han Li's bone warrior.Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, Hanli's bone warrior smashed a fence and fell out of the competition arena.

The last warrior of Hanli's bones was defeated.

The Bone Bird Totem tops the cloak of Thule's Head Witch.

His cloak was nailed to the tent wall directly north of the big tent, where everyone could see, and the bronze totems on it increased one by one.The silver-plated deer head mask was nailed to the highest point, overlooking the entire altar. The color from the firelight shone on the deer's face, reflecting a piece of cold snow silver.

As soon as one warrior was shot down, the next warrior swung his scimitar directly at the Thule wizard's back.

The blade cut into the back muscle, and before it could continue to cut down the bone, Tu Gong's long knife was already spinning, swung out from under the ribs, and hit his waist heavily.Amidst the loud noise of gold and iron colliding, a terrible dent suddenly appeared on the heavy bronze plaster on the warrior's body.

The next moment, the warrior who swung the knife was thrown, hitting a new tribal warrior who jumped onto the competition stage.

Boom, boom, drums.

Fighting constantly.

There was no room for Wizard Thule to rest, let alone deal with his wounds.

Since the beginning of the blood alliance, there are only two endings: defeating everyone or dying.This is the cruelest challenge. The warriors of all tribes challenge a man to kill him with all their strength, but he cannot kill anyone in the challenge.

When the brave fight with the brave, they can die together, and they can cut the enemy's throat.

But the opener of the blood alliance can't!

He is a king who wants to end disputes, not a warrior who only knows how to kill—the king of the snowfield wants to rule all tribes with his strength and compassion, he needs to show his fierceness, and more importantly, his great compassion— —Arnoldo Igesa!Forgive your enemies!Forgive your opponents!Forgive your old feud!

One after another figures were smashed, thrown, or thrown, and thrown out of the martial arts platform.

The totems on the high-hanging cloak are one by one, bronze, gold, silver, ruby... at a glance, they are extremely brilliant.In the big tent, more and more tribal warriors hit the ground with their knife handles, shouting loudly: "Salazamu! Salazamu! Arnold Igesa!"

Salazamu!Witness of all gods!Witness of all gods!

Witness of all gods!Only the last totem is missing!

thump.

Prince Tumu drew out his huge axe and stepped onto the high platform, his steps were heavy like thunder.

Boom, boom, boom, stepping down a few steps, the towering wooden prince who was nearly ten feet tall and looked like a red copper giant suddenly exploded, and the two huge bronze axes drew two interlaced and terrifying lights in midair.The gust of wind wiped out all the torches beside Saiwutai in an instant.At the moment of sudden darkness, the giant ax tilted at an incredible speed.

clang--

Thule wizard's long knife blocked the first ax blade, and a long string of streams of fire burst out in the dark. The muscles in his arms suddenly tensed, and then burst out suddenly. After knocking the giant ax away, he bent down and came one after another His second giant ax slashed across the top of his head, and a large piece of fence was directly broken.

Sawdust flying.

Dong dong dong, heavy drums vibrated eardrums, ax blades and long knives hit people's pupils, clear streamer light and red copper ax light intertwined into a giant net of death.People can almost hear the explosion of the bones every time they confront each other head-on, and the abrupt wood roaring and roaring like a giant bear.

A heavy head-on confrontation.

The two retreated for a long distance at the same time, and rushed towards each other at the same time.

"How? Will, will you win?" Xu Zele was so nervous that he almost stuttered.Amaqin grabbed his arm tightly, her brows were almost knit together, and she couldn't say a word——Xu Zele was a literati, so he couldn't understand the situation above, but all the warriors present knew that Prince Tumumu was attacking him. what an idea.

There is no other word to describe it other than vile!

Shouwu couldn't kill Tujumu, but if he wanted to shoot him down Saiwutai, he could only choose head-to-head.What Thu Mu wants is head-to-head!The Canglang tribe inherits the blood of the beast god, is as tall as a legendary giant, and uses a heavy bronze giant axe as a weapon. Every time they fight head-on, the wound on the head witch will be opened again.

After a little while, bloodshed alone will kill the first witch!

Another loud bang of confrontation.

A huge ax smashed into the high platform, almost splitting the entire high platform in half.

The bonfire burns.

Wizard Thule stood in the middle of the stage, covered in blood, with streaks of scarlet scarlet, like indigo and scarlet demons, twisted and revived on his body.He opened the long knife, and the muscles on his back rose and contracted with his breathing, reflecting the fire, and suddenly knotted like iron!

The blood gushing out suddenly stopped.

The next moment, Wizard Tule held the long knife back, leaned forward and rushed out, pulling out a long afterimage.

Tu Mu didn't even see his movements clearly, Tugong's long knife came in front of him.

Clank clang clang, the violent sound of metal and iron colliding together, the veins on the abrupt wooden face and neck swelled up horribly, as if it was about to explode at any time, he roared furiously, trying to blast the knife net, but was hit by the ax knife At this time, the terrifying force from the opponent's knife knocked him back step by step.

"Tule! Thule!" All the tribes shouted almost madly.

step!Two steps!

With every step Wizard Thule took, the hard stone countertop cracked like a spider web.

Three steps!

Zhaximu, Batachihan and the others drew out their scimitars, raised them high, and shouted hoarsely: "Tule! Thule! Thule, the witness of all gods!"

When he took the last step, half of Tu Mu's leg had sunk into the edge of the broken stone platform, and the moment he was about to be forced out of the Saiwu platform, he let go of the scimitar suddenly with a roar, and directly hit the long knife of Tule wizard Go—do not hesitate to die, but let Thule's blood alliance fall short!

Blood splattered.

Qiu Bodeng took a sudden step forward.

——At the last moment, Tugong's long knife, which turned sideways, was hit by a sudden wood, and directly cut into Wizard Tule's right rib.

Blood spattered the Thule wizard's browbone.

His face was expressionless, his left arm bent at the elbow, and he slammed down fiercely.The abrupt log that he thought was safe and secure until he crashed into the rubble pile under the high platform, the ferocious madness still remained on his face.Before he struggled to get up and returned to the stage, Tashimu, Batachihan and others had already rushed forward, each with one knee, and killed him on the ground.

Wizard Thule drew out the long knife that had been cut into the right rib, and pointed it obliquely at the ground.

Blood flowed down the back of his pale hand, and flowed through the cold and sharp blade.

The next moment, the indigo demon and the scarlet ghost fled from him, and pale golden flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the entire tent.

There was silence all around.

Immediately afterwards, Shanhu shouted like a tsunami, flooding the entire big tent, flooding the entire holy snow mountain, and the dragons of Ruteng and Tal smashed through the snow clouds in the sky.

All the herdsmen who flow the blood of the snowfield, no matter where they are, must listen to this deafening cry——

Witness of all gods!

The ancient narrative poem was continued, the great hero king appeared to surpass his descendants, and the snowy land gave birth to a master it had never known since ancient times-he ruled shaman and warrior at the same time, the mysterious Duringuo and the sacred blood alliance!

Drums, whoops, bonfires.

All the warriors raised their scimitars high, and all the shamans bowed deeply together.

The heat wave and flames filled the entire tent, and amidst the cheers and shouts that drowned out everything, the Thule wizard took off his cloak, walked over the campfire and the crowd, and walked towards Allan who was standing beside him.

The firelight illuminated the young face of the Thule wizard, the exotic and profound facial features, and the undulating light and shade of the bones, which were extremely vivid.

Those silver-gray eyes always fell on Qiu Bodeng.

Qiu Bodeng suddenly remembered the first time they met.

... The body of the Snow Wolf King fell from the sky. The mysterious and powerful leader of the Snow Region stood on the top of a high mountain, looking down at him against the light. The silver-plated deer bone mask only showed his pale jaw, and his lips were thin and cold.I couldn't see the expression clearly, I just felt that the eagle on the ancient altar was watching the intruder.

After that, thousands of times, endless confusion, but always staring at the snow of this holy mountain.

As it is today, at this moment.

His vision darkened and his shoulders sank.

Wizard Tule put the cloak covered with totem emblems on Qiu Bodeng's shoulders, and cursed furiously in Yanheyi, grabbed his waist and hugged him.

The fire light illuminated the boy's eyes, which contained tears and a bright smile.

Wizard Thule's bloodstained fingers pressed and caressed Qiu Bodeng's slender neck.depress.kiss.

Heavy and deep.

—this is his only trophy, his only possession, his only reward.