It's even worse than Youwen. If it's not for Youwen, it's also a barbarian. His blood is not very pure, and his breath will be enough for him to drink.
But to deal with the hidden croup, which is hidden behind its feet, to put in a loyal eye liner is better than going straight to face.
The social rules of the barbarians are a little more chiluo than those of human beings. The respect for the strong is incisively and vividly reflected. Once this seed is planted in the heart of you wen, he will never rebel against himself.
The only wild ancient emperor in the wasteland, not everyone has the courage to challenge.
You wen trembled and knelt down. He kowtowed respectfully: "I've seen a wild ancient emperor."
This time is different from the false flattery before huangtang. The suppression in his blood makes him obey unconditionally.
"Well, now you can tell me everything you know." Mo Yan sits on the ground with his knees crossed and asks unintentionally.
You Wen was a little embarrassed: "I don't know much about Dian... Huangtang. He just assigned us to work and let us you barbarians take care of the Qi family's Tangkou. Most of the imprisoned soul is his own, and the rest is to let me kill you, and..."
He looked longer: "and kill that woman."
Mo Yan looked back at the well protected ziqianmo in the border, and his eyes were dark: "in this case, you can help me to do a few things. If you do it well, I will tell you what you barbarians want to do in order to develop better, instead of blindly using Xianxiu's soul to make food."
You wen dare not have the slightest resistance, repeatedly answer: "you order is."
Ziqianmo saw that it was safe, so he came out to protect the border. He took out a small porcelain vase from the storage bag and handed it to Youwen: "if the people who want to do harm to us are barbarians, take this and find a chance to let him touch."
You wen first looks at Mo Yan and sees that he doesn't have any objection. Then he reaches for it.
"What is it?" Mo Yan swept the waist of purple fields.
"Some interesting things are specially effective for the barbarians. As long as they come into contact with them, they will unconsciously penetrate into the meridians and control the flow of the ancient atmosphere. At that time, they will be able to do nothing." Ziqianmo said, leaning on Mo Yan's side.
Originally, she didn't want to use such a vicious method, but the man repeatedly extended his hand to her child. This deep hatred, absolutely can't bear!
You Wen is holding that small porcelain vase, in the heart some apprehensive: "he... Strength is really too strong, I am afraid I can't get close to him."
Mo Yan laughed, put his fingertips on his forehead, and put some of his breath in: "OK, this can prevent him from prying into your thoughts. As for how to approach him, you barbarians are still useful to him now. He won't turn against you so early."
You wen Mou Guang Shan Shan, on the face peeped out the resolute expression, bowed a way: "please wild ancient emperor rest assured, I will never let you down."
"Go ahead." Mo Yan waved.
The huge Qijia yard is quiet again. Ziqianmo tries to use the previous method to call back the soul, but finds that it has no effect. It seems that the soul that disappeared this time has been imprisoned.
"I can't feel the breath of my heart. Can I just watch it,