Farming Animals

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From the end of the finger marriage to the day when the bond ceremony began, Wu Jiu was surrounded by a strange sense of time travel. He couldn't imagine that he was actually planning his own "" in another barren and primitive plane." wedding"!

The bond-making ceremony of the orc clan is ancient but has a strange sense of solemnity. The same orc clan hero who is destined for three lives with the feather clan not only has to present a precious bond-binding ceremony, but also build a love nest for the two.

Because the time for marriage and contract is too close, all the orcs in the tribe mobilized to help those elite orcs who are about to enter another stage of life build houses, and various huts were built in the The co-living area designated by Wu Jiu alone, waiting for Li Cheng, this group of newcomers will officially bid farewell to the "collective dormitory" and enter their own small homes to start a new life.

Wu Jiu believes that the example role of these people is enough to encourage countless latecomers to actively contribute to the development of the tribe for the original pursuit of starting a family and starting a business.

Of course, the residences of Wu Jiu and Rong Xiao were also renovated together. The two wooden houses that had been opened up were completely merged into one. In the master bedroom, his and Rong Xiao's personal belongings were placed together, and they will not be separated from each other in their future lives.

In addition to these preliminary preparations, decorations within the tribe are also essential.

Wu Jiu consciously brought into the wedding celebration of her previous life, wanting not only the celebration of red, but also the meaning of purity in white, Rong Xiao understood the spirit very well, and on the day of the bond, the whole tribe became a sea of ​​flowers.

In Xiyuan in the dry season, the most indispensable thing is the patches of flowers. All kinds of bouquets with red as the main color are tied into corolla flower balls. On the road, the extra petals were decorated by the clansmen on the road that a group of newcomers walked. A road paved with flowers is really full of flowers every step of the way, full of fragrance.

The orc elites who participated in the formation of the bond wore uniform white dresses, while the feather races all wore gray embroidered gauze dresses. The two uniform dresses were all honorably produced by Yongtai's garment factory, although these standard gauze clothes were not as good as Wu Jiu's. They are luxurious and thoughtful, but all the feather tribes dressed in uniform are also swaying and eye-catching.

Wu Jiu has been waiting nervously since early in the morning. As the clan's Wu Zhu, he is not only a member of the newcomers, but also has the duty to hand over the feather clan around him to the elite of the orc clan. Whispering, to some extent dilute the tension, Wu Jiu always remembers his identity as a witch, as the initiator and host of this collective bonding ceremony, he should pass on a stable and peaceful state of mind to everyone.

As the appointed time approached, the hut where the gray feathers lived became noisy, and the closed door outside the black tent was pushed open by a group of orcs. Amidst the laughter, the orc elites formed a group in order. After picking up a couple, she nodded to Wu Jiu who was standing at the door. Wu Jiu smiled and put the couple's hands together, watching them hold bright red bouquets and walk through the fragrant path paved with petals, all the way Heading towards the holy tree in the center of the tribe, they will go together under the holy tree in the tribe, and under the witness of God, they will conclude an eternal oath.

While leading the crowd, she whispered her blessings, until she handed over the last shy Hui Yu to his future partner, Wu Jiu finally saw Rong Xiao at the end of the crowd.

Rong Xiao, who was dressed in white, was tall and tall, his long black hair was carefully combed back, and tied into a neat bun with the hosta gift from Wu Jiu. He is dressed in white, without any decorations on his body, but with such a simple attire that is indistinguishable from others, Wu Jiu still thinks that he is extremely eye-catching.

Rong Xiao couldn't help smiling when he saw Wu Jiu in full attire. He stretched out his hand to him, handed over the red bouquet in his hand, and silently sent out an invitation. Wu Jiu took the bouquet and held Rong Xiao's hand tightly. With hands clasped, they followed behind a group of newcomers, and walked through the road to the holy wood together.

From a distance, Wu Jiu saw the towering crown of the holy wood. As the Yongtai tribe grew up, this holy wood, which was originally only branched, had begun to take shape. The holy wood that was nourished in the black space The branches are now on brand new soil, still growing silently and rapidly.

Before winter comes, can this holy tree breed new descendants of the Yu clan?Standing still under the holy tree, Wu Jiu couldn't help but think, I hope it can, may it continue to grow and conceive smoothly, and bring more fresh blood to the Yongtai tribe, no matter what kind of feather color they are, whether their soul crystals are complete or not , regardless of their appearance and talent, they will receive equal care and treatment, and he will surely break the curse that imprisoned all the feathered races in the entire continent, and strive for a more equal existence for all the feathered races environment!

When all the newcomers stood in line under the sacred tree, Wu Jiu and Rong Xiao came out in a row. His eyes swept over every beaming newcomer, seeing the uncontrollable smiles on everyone's faces, he couldn't help but smile Now, he opened his mouth to read the blessing sacrificial rites that have been handed down since the time of the gods. Every time he read a section, all the newcomers sang promises loudly, thinking that they should agree. Immediately pushed this joyful ceremony to a climax.

Wu Jiu and Rong Xiao folded their hands, and jointly accepted the congratulations from all the clansmen. Looking at the huge crowd that covered the entire area, Wu Jiu was both gratified and emotional.

From Muyun to Bianjun and then all the way to this corner of Xiyuan, they gradually annexed and compatible from a remnant of less than a hundred people, and just developed to their current scale. At this moment, this original small tribe has grown too much.

At this moment, he, the fledgling bird of Bianjun, finally has full wings and can soar freely in the sky!

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I don't know if it's a predestination, but the date Wu Jiu chose to form the contract was actually on the same day as the auspicious day selected by the imperial husband for her eldest son.

While the Yongtai tribe was immersed in the joy of the ceremony, the Imperial City of Zhongdu was also celebrating.This is a rare official-private fun

The ignorant ordinary orcs don't know that the deep meaning contained in this ceremony is simply joy for the excitement created by the nobles of the royal family. The joy on the faces of the supporters of the Xuan family in the court must be real. It's more straightforward. After all, unlike those silly people, this prosperous age is related to their vital interests. With the rise of the Xuan family, their power on this continent will also go further. This group of people is almost He was eager to participate in this noisy ceremony. As for the few opponents among the nobles, they had lost the right to speak as early as when the three county lords were forced to stay in the central capital.

This contract ceremony led by Xuanshi Yili is already a foregone conclusion.

Sitting in the empty palace, Mo Yi silently looked at the box full of dazzling ornaments in front of him. The carefully crafted gauze was placed on the side of the box. This was the attire he should wear when meeting everyone today.

Several servants of the Yu clan stood cautiously outside the house and kept looking into the house. Mo Yu's special status and Xuan Zhong's special instructions to serve them carefully made them quite restrained at this moment, knowing that Mo Yu in the house would not The obedient ones put on this attire, but the imperial husband's strict order made them dare not use force.

The manager in charge of this matter came to visit several times, and was in a cold sweat. He only hated that Mo Yu's status was really special. If he was at their mercy like the other two county lords who were candidates, there was no need to delay these efforts.

But even with hatred in his heart, the steward still didn't dare to speak ill at Mo Yi, and stuck to the door, with a smile on his face, he said: "My lord, the good day is coming soon, the commander has urged you for several rounds, don't get ready again!" , But it will really delay the time, Your Majesty has taken a fancy to you, so let me wait for you carefully, but if you are blindly willful, and miss the business of Your Majesty, I am afraid that you will suffer in the end, so why bother? .”

Xiao Yidayi, who was in charge, racked his brains, and when he finished speaking, he heard Mo Yi in the room chuckle. Hearing this inexplicable laughter, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, wondering what tricks the other party was going to play again. , who knows, the other party just stood up, and said with a normal expression: "You are right, it is really not good to keep the emperor waiting for a long time, so I will pack it up, but there is one thing, I always like cleanliness, and I don't want to be clean. Let someone else stand by and wait on me, I will wear this gauze pendant by myself, you don't need to help from the side."

"My lord can figure it out, it's really great, I'll let the attendants back away, so as not to delay my lord's dressing up," the steward almost cried with joy, seeing Mo Yi let go, there was nothing wrong with it.

Mo Yi watched the group of obtrusive servants disappear from sight as usual, and the graceful smile on his face also disappeared. He looked at the exquisite accessories and luxurious gauze on the table, only ridicule.

He is the governor of Heishui County, the future ruler of a county, and now, someone wants to decide his ownership openly, and let him be easily handed over to others!

How arrogant!

How ironic!

He and the imperial concubine Xuanzhong came from the same lineage of Heishui, and the other party knew this, but still easily handled his life's major events. Thinking about it, his situation must have passed through Moyu County, which is far away in Heishui County. Your approval.

Mo Yi almost didn't have to think carefully to figure out what kind of rhetoric Xuan Zhong used to convince the short-sighted county lord.

The Xuan family and Mo Yu are in the same spirit, as long as they work together, they will be able to replace Cai Yu and become the new master of this continent. The county lord doesn't even need to come forward, just sacrifice a small county lord as a candidate. Including him in this plan, he alone represents the attitude of the Mo clan, and what the county lord has to do is to keep silent from the beginning to the end, and wait for everything to settle. A good deed like falling beautiful jade, no waste of effort, no need to do any work, what a bargain!

Mo Yi could even imagine his county lord's heartbeat and surprise after hearing the news. I'm afraid, on the day of the ceremony, he was still happily waiting for the moment when the Mo family won without a fight.

However, how naive and stupid it is to leave everything to others and wait to receive the final fruit. When Mo made this decision, I am afraid that he did not think about it at all, and Xuan did not think about it from the beginning to the end. Give the power in your hand to anyone!What they have to do is to rule this continent and let all the feather races of all colors prostrate at their feet!And if all goes well, Jinsheng is afraid that he will be the last monarch from the Yu clan. From then on, the transfer of power in this continent will be overturned in an instant, and the orcs who have been ruled by the Yu clan for hundreds of years will take advantage of the situation. Mo Yi has no way of predicting whether the structure of four counties and one capital will still exist, but the respected status of the upper-class feather clan is bound to cease to exist. At that time, their fate may be the same as that of the inferior gray feathers. Meaning, the only thing left is to reproduce for the orcs!

But even after seeing such a result, Mo Yi was still helpless. Ever since he was regarded as an abandoned son by Mo Yu and trapped in this golden cage called the Imperial City, he no longer had the ability to reverse the decline, but let him How can he be willing to be manipulated by Xuanzhong like a puppet? He was raised by the standards of the future county lord since childhood. His pride does not allow him to bear such insults. No one has the right to decide who he belongs to. Even the Holy Emperor and the Imperial Husband can't!

Mo Yi silently put this set of gorgeous clothes on himself, and carefully put on all the exquisite accessories, except for a thin and thin hairpin, which he put in the palm of his hand and tucked into his sleeve.

After a while, the steward and a servant entered the house carefully. The steward looked at Mo Yi, who was well dressed, and then looked at the empty box. There was no doubt about him. In order not to waste time, he directed the crowd The healthy servants quickly led Mo Yi, who was dressed up, into the sedan chair. As Mo Yi's figure disappeared into the sedan chair, the bearers immediately got up the sedan chair and carried Mo Yi to the venue of today's bond-binding ceremony - the Lord of the Central Capital. Wood!

Mo Yi sat in the sedan chair, and the hairpin in his palm slowly pierced into the meridians on his wrist. As the blood gurgled out, Mo Yi slowly closed his eyes, suppressing his groan in pain.

Xuanzhong and Caisu appeared together under the main sacred tree, looking at their heroic son, and soon, when the sedan chair carrying the candidate princes of the three counties came here, their long-cherished wish would be fulfilled, their eldest son Xuanming can take over the three counties in a legitimate way, and finally, ascend to the incomparably glorious throne!

The first car to appear was the car carrying the candidates of Muyun and Yanyang. With the appearance of the porters, the nobles who were chatting excitedly with laughter just now subconsciously took them away. After speaking, the young orc warrior stretched his neck, looked at the airtight car, and wanted to see the noble feathers of the two counties. A look of eagerness.

Under the urging of the crowd, Xuan Ming triumphantly rushed out of the crowd, went to the car, and wanted to invite the two shy companions out. As soon as the heavy curtain was opened, Xuan Ming felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then, a Two flying birds, purple and red, flew out from the sedan chair, and looked at the sedan chair again, gauze clothes and pendants were scattered all over the floor. At this moment, I swear to the death, just to get out of this deadly cage!

The crowd rioted, everyone looked at the two stubborn birds in the air in shock, Xuan Zhong was the first to react, and saw him snatch the huge bow of the soldiers around him, fully draw the bowstring, and shoot straight at the two birds. only birds.

The arrow feathers of the carrier's strong soul power pierced the thin protective barrier formed by the gathering of courage, and directly passed through the wings of two birds. The birds, which had just jumped up for a moment, fell from the sky in pain and turned into human forms Half of their lives had already passed away, and they couldn't die quickly. Under the holy tree, they let out a sharp mournful cry. The piercing sound made all the guests back away in shock.

Just at this time, the last sedan chair carrying Mo Yi came hurriedly from a distance, the anxious bearer seemed to know that there was a delay, so he rushed into the crowd regardless, and the sedan chair collided with the crowd , the already unstable sedan chair began to sway left and right, bright red blood leaked out from the cracks in the sedan chair little by little, and Mo Yu, who was sitting in the sedan chair, just fell out of the sedan chair, and he had been dead for a long time!

The bloody corpse slammed into the ground, making a muffled sound, coupled with the mournful screams of two upper-ranking Yu clans weeping blood, this festive scene suddenly became terrifying. They used this tragic and tragic struggle to maintain their last dignity. In this accident, these three noble feathered clans who were once high-spirited and high-spirited, their wings were broken, and they were finally broken in the cage. died on the ground.

Caiyan, who was far away in the Crown Prince's Palace, didn't hear the exclamation and mourning from the holy tree. He was born with extremely weak five senses, and besides, the palace he lived in was really far away from the holy tree.

At this moment, he was concentrating on drawing something on the ground with his hands. His fingertips were pierced by a sharp instrument, and the blood became the dye for his coloring. Soon, an ancient rune drawn by blood appeared on the ground. , Caiyan entered the rune with a serious expression, clenched the ancient talisman obtained from Mo Yi in his hand, and began to accumulate strength silently.

Even after many days, Caiyan still remembers what Mo Yi told him before he left, that he is the crown prince and the owner of the divine power, and the fragments of the Divine Gate resonate with his divine power, as long as he can use the divine power, It must be able to stimulate the energy of the fragments in the hand.

Stimulating her soul crystals, Caiyan worked hard to release her own power. Finally, the fragment of Shenmen in her hand reacted, and the circular rune drawn with blood under her feet also glowed, and finally the two forces converged. When they got together, the golden gate that could only accommodate one person appeared in front of Caiyan.

And Caiyan, who was trying his best to move the crystal, was already pale, with a sluggish expression, breathing heavily, Caiyan's eyes turned black due to his weak physique, and bean-sized sweat dripped from his forehead. But his eyes were full of excitement. Finally, with his own strength, he accomplished a great event!Now, all you need to do is go through this gate and go to the other end to find the God of God. With the help of the God of God, he will definitely be able to regain his authority!

At that time, Mo Yi, Zijing, Ran Ran, his close friends and his playmates will surely return to his side again!

Aroused by this beautiful expectation, Caiyan approached the golden door step by step. As his body fell into the door, the palm-sized talisman fragments exhausted their last bit of strength and shattered. It was split into countless powders and dissipated in this vast palace together with the runes transformed from blood.