Chapter 141

Sha Jiao bowed to Sha Lang from a distance and glanced at Shi mu. Suddenly, she moved her toes and jumped into the center of the venue. Her body was as light as a swallow, which immediately caused a lot of cheers around her.

The barbarian musicians on both sides stroked the bone stringed Harp in their hands, waved the drumsticks in their hands, and the passionate and melodious music sounded.

Sha Jiao's hands and feet move gently, driving the silver bell to shake a crisp rhythm. Her slim body dances with the sound of the piano, her skirt is flying, her dance steps turn around, her red clothes are picturesque, and her smile is like flowers when looking back.

As the drums rise and fall, the red skirt is scattered and gathered at will on the side of the body, setting off Sha Jiao's graceful posture, just like a Yingshan red that opens and closes at first, which is unspeakably bright and charming.

At the end of the song, the skirt on the girl's hand suddenly spread out like a rising sun, eclipsing all the stars.

The surrounding clansmen immediately burst out loud cheers, especially those young barbarians, with bright eyes, one by one looking at the Sha Jiao in the field.

"Shepherd warrior, how is the little girl dancing?" Sharon stroked his short beard with a proud look on his face. He was obviously very proud of his daughter.

"Shajiao's dancing is graceful and moving. I've seen such a beautiful dance for the first time." Shi Mu praised sincerely.

Sharon laughed loudly, raised the wine bowl again, leaned back and drank it.

This is not only a sacrifice to the crow God, but also a grand ceremony for the people of Teng crow tribe who have worked hard for a year.

Everyone said good wishes to each other and drank happily. From time to time, young men and girls entered the middle of the square, singing and dancing with songs with barbarian style. Many people drank red faces, didn't wake up when drunk, but smiled at the corners of their mouths

One night's Carnival didn't end until late at night.

In the huge tent, Gillian was drunk and didn't wake up. Gillian's face was a little red. Obviously, she also drank a lot of wine and still took good care of her brother.

She helped him into the inner compartment, lay down, covered him with animal skin blanket, and looked up at the compartment with light in front.

Sharon and Shi Mu are talking there. They seem to talk about Sheng Huan.

Sha Jiao stared at the light and didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly showed a trace of purplish red on her face and turned to walk towards another compartment.

In the light compartment in front, Sharon and Shi Mu sat on a porch swing.

Although they both drank a lot of spirits, they were not drunk except that their faces were slightly damp.

"Clan leader, thank you and your people for your hospitality these two days, which makes me feel the enthusiasm of tengya department. But I have something important to do. I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm here to say goodbye to you tonight. " After chatting with each other for a while, Shi Mu explained his intention directly.

"Shepherd warrior, I can see that your status must be different. You must be busy. I will stay more. By the way, you should go to the fierce snake tribe this time? " Sharon didn't show any surprise. He just sighed and asked again.

Shi Mu nodded.

"The fierce snake is more than a thousand miles away from us. If you want to go there, you must cross the black earth Gobi 30 miles away. The area of the Gobi is wide. Even people with excellent feet have to walk for about three days. In addition, there are many highly toxic sand scorpions there, which are impossible to prevent. " Sharon said so.

"However, those sand scorpions are very afraid of smoked Swertia, and they will avoid it when they smell it. There is a kind of fragrant bead in the male Swertia, which contains a strong and lasting smell. Those scorpions will automatically stay away from you. I'll let Gillian lead you to hunt one tomorrow. " Sharon thought about it and continued.

"Well, thank the patriarch." Shi Mu felt a little warm in his heart and thanked him.

Just at this moment, there was a "crash" outside the compartment.

"Is it Gillian? Come in. " Sharon turned to look at the door, frowned and said.

The door curtain was pulled open. Shajiao looked a little pale and came in with a tray in her hand.

There was a pot of hot tea and two cups on the tray, but there was a water stain on the tray, and Shajiao's hand was also red.

"Father, brother mu, this is the tea made of sand chestnuts. It has the effect of relieving wine." Shajiao put the tray on the table, took a look at Shi Mu and quickly retreated out.

Sharon frowned and said nothing.

Shi Mu sighed and didn't drink tea. After a few words, he got up and left.

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Early the next morning, as soon as Shi Mu got up, there was a knock outside the door.

When he opened the door, he saw a lot of people standing outside, including Shajiao, floxacin and more than a dozen other young barbarians who got along well these two days.

"Brother mu, we heard your father say something about you. Recently, the climate in the wasteland has changed greatly, and the number of smoked Swertia has decreased a lot. It's not easy to catch male smoked Swertia, so everyone came here and planned to help you find it together." Shajiao said unnaturally.

"Let's see brother Mu off together." He also said with a silly smile.

Shi Mu was stunned. Looking at these simple barbarian faces in front of him, he looked back on the hospitality he had received here these two days, and a trace of unspeakable complex taste appeared in his heart.

"Well, thank you very much." He smiled and did not refuse.

After a little preparation, they left the tribe and walked away.

On a high platform in the tribe, Sharon stood side by side with a barbarian with blond curly hair, watching a group of people gradually go away and become several black spots in the sky.

Finally, the black spot also slowly disappeared in the field of vision.

"I think Gillian likes this shepherd very much. Why don't you try to keep him in the tribe?" The blonde man withdrew his eyes and said so.

Sharon smiled bitterly, shook his head and said:

"I don't want to, but it's impossible. I'm afraid he's a direct descendant of a large tribe. How can he be willing to stay in a small place like ours? "

"In that case, why do you let Gillian accompany him to hunt smoked Swertia? Won't it make Gillian more sad in the future?" The blonde man was puzzled.

"Don't worry, Gillian has a firm heart and is better than the men in the family. She will deal with these." Sharon sighed and said so.

"This jihad has lasted for several years, and those big tribes don't seem to have tasted any sweetness." Seeing this, the blonde stopped talking about it and talked about other things.

"War can only bring death and sadness, and can not win the slightest happiness and happiness." Sharon looked to the horizon in the distance and obviously did not agree with the Jihad launched by the fierce tribe.

"By the way, some fierce scouts often appear near the tribe recently. We need to pay more attention. Crazy wolves are sometimes more terrible than tigers." The blonde suddenly thought of something and said.

"OK, I'll tell you later and tell the people to be as careful as possible when they go out recently. Don't provoke them." Sharon frowned and nodded.

They chatted for a moment and were about to walk down the platform.

Suddenly, a billowing smoke in the distance attracted their attention, like a smoke dragon, coming straight towards the tribe.

"That's..." the blonde man's curly hair trembled, and a bad feeling floated to his mind.

Sha Lang looked far away. His eyesight was far above the blonde man. He quickly saw that there were dozens of war horses in the rolling smoke, followed by many infantry. He held a big flag hunting in the wind, and a ferocious black wolf head was engraved on it.

"No, it's from the Sirius tribe!" Sharon said in a deep voice.

The blonde man's face changed as if he had heard terrible news.

"Huhan, hurry to summon the people. I'm afraid they have a bad intention!" Sharon looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

The blonde man quickly agreed and jumped off the platform.

With the sound of a clear horn, there was a rush in the tribe.

A moment later, all the adult men of the clan had gathered outside with weapons. They looked like 150 or 60 people, but the weapons in their hands were rarely made of iron, mostly bone weapons, or stone axes and stone guns polished from rocks.

Before long, the smoke in the distance came near.

The first 20 or so barbarian wolf cavalry, the tall war wolves stopped outside the tribe in a burst of neighing. There were nearly 100 barbarian soldiers behind them, staring at the people of tengya tribe unkindly.

More than 20 people above the war wolf radiate the fluctuation of totem power, just like totem warriors.

In front of the tengya tribe, Sha Lang looked at the scene in front of him and his face became very ugly.

The other two totem warriors of the clan, the golden haired man and the other barbarian man with a gold ring in his right ear, were separated.

"Sharon, did you become a gerbil in the desert after just a few years of absence? You only dare to hide in the cave and dare not show your head?" The first one was a tall, thin man with dark eyes. He urged the wolf under him, took two steps forward and said sarcastically.

The totem power distributed by this person is thick, far better than those around him. He is a master of great perfection the day after tomorrow.

Sharon came out of the crowd. He was holding a black wooden stick in his hand and said in a loud voice:

"Fei Du, what's the matter with you coming to our tengya tribe?"

The tall, thin man looked at Sharon up and down, sneered twice, and then slowly said:

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! To tell you the truth, our Sirius Department followed the will of the high priest and rushed to the front line to fight against the despicable Terrans. Now, in the name of Jihad, I'm going to mix your tribe's grain of twenty loads, ten jars of the best wine, and ten fine horses. "

As soon as the voice fell, the people of tengya department behind Sha Lang seemed to be frying the pot. They waved their weapons and roared.

Tengya tribe is not rich. It can even be said that they live in poverty. Even if they can take out these things, they are all the savings of the tribe.

"The so-called Jihad was initiated by you savages. It has nothing to do with us. We won't take anything from what you robbed! So you can't take anything from us! " A young man of tengya nationality standing in front of the crowd shouted angrily.

With a fierce flash in his eyes and a whip in his hand, fedu rolled the arm of the tengya youth like lightning and wanted to drag it out. At this moment, the shadow of Shalang rushed to the front, the black light flashed in his hand, and the whip in fedu's hand was light, and he was immediately cut into two sections. The young barbarian fell heavily on the ground, and two people hurriedly came forward and helped him up. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.