Chapter 1537： The pirates strike, the local consumer should be home

"Mikasa? Is it so amazing?"

The little girl looked at Jiang Tian unbelievably, her black and white eyes flickered.

"Yeah. If I did, let me hug you!" Jiang Tian said with a smile, this girl reminded herself of her daughter.

"I don't hold people. I will walk when I'm one year old! I'm going to fight monsters like my father!"

Little girl raised her nose with enthusiasm. She may be an excellent hunter, Iron Woman in the future.

"Then I won't give you" Aba Dan's medicine "!" Jiang Tian's face was so serious that the little girl's tears rolled in her eyes, and she almost cried.

The man and his wife knew that Jiang Tian was joking, and laughed: "Just let your uncle hug you, don't twiddle!"

"Okay! I promise you!"

The little girl was very wronged.

Those who vowed to be hunters in the future are two years old and not a one-year-old child. How can he hold him?

Jiang Tian immediately signaled the man to swallow Dan ’s “medicine”, and urged him to refining the medicine, leading the “medicine” to the wound and broken bone, dissolving the toxin left by the saber-toothed tiger, and dissolving this natural The toxin is to Jiang Tian.

Jiang Tian talked with the man while acting.

It was learned that his name was Rosen, the grandson of the village chief Luo Shou, and he was also the most powerful hunter in the village. His physical body was able to shake the Jindan Period monsters and fight bravely.

Her youngest daughter, Luo Fu, meant that one day they would be able to recover the mountains and rivers, and the natives of Xiantu would recover Xianxu, but to them, it was just a dim dream.

They were mortals in the era of Taoism, and their blood was imprisoned. After thousands of years, they are still mortals and cannot be cultivated. They can only rely on the most primitive methods of engulfing the flesh and blood of the beast to strengthen the flesh.

He sighed and regretted that he could not go to Xianxu to kill some.

Jiang Tian secretly thought that they would leave some methods of refining, which would improve their combat effectiveness. After hard training, they could be promoted to melee masters within ten years, and they could hardly shake Yuan Ying.

As a matter of fact, melee training in the universe is originally a practice path that goes hand in hand with practice.

They do not condense the true elements, do not practice the laws of the law, they just blindly have strong physical bodies, but in the long history, in the vast central Xinghe, many powerful and unparalleled characters have been born, and the Emperor Xian once had several. It ’s just that the practice of practicing the Fa is slow, and there are not many people who understand it.

In fact, it wasn't until a moment of incense, Rosen's broken leg was repaired, and he ran like a fly, everyone was shocked, come and watch.

Rosen directly removed the fixed branches and the "medicine" sackcloth, and the wound had recovered as before.

Jiang Tian naturally welcomed a wave of admiration and gratitude, and they were regarded as immortals and gods.

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang!"

Xiao Luofu fluttered into Jiang Tian's arms with excitement, and Baba Biao kissed Jiang Tian's face a few times in a row, leaving a lot of saliva.

"Haha, I'll save you another bottle of this medicine. If you are injured, take a little bit, as long as you don't die, you can save it!"

Jiang Tian clutched her small body, warm in her heart, maybe holding her daughter is the same feeling.

He was very happy, very generous, leaving a whole jar of healing medicine "enough", enough for them to eat for ten or eight years, and made everyone happy.

Finally, the village chief, Luo Shou, also sacrificed.

The sacrificed people all breathed a sigh of relief, and a happy smile resurfaced. Some strong men began to move the bodies of these fierce beasts in preparation for bloodletting and cutting.

And the naughty child stepped forward and spit on the kneeling corpse, kicking his feet fiercely.

Jiang Tian had nothing to do, walked on, and asked curiously, "Who is this Zhao Ziming?"

The village chief, known as the old guard, said:

"It's a long story. In the era of Taoism ten thousand years ago, a monk with one star in the south gate invaded the fairyland world, hitting the fairyland first, then hitting the sea lan, and breaking through the edge of the sword. Our army of one million monks in Penglai World was Defeated, the emperor sent Emperor Mingchuan to calm down the people in the 300 cities of the world. Our aboriginal peoples are strong "sexual" men who are unwilling to be slaves. Master Jindan Monk Zhao Ziming of Laoshan, pulls I started the team and overnight, I carried eighteen enemy cities and snatched hundreds of spar battleships. From then on, I erected a banner and vowed to rebel against the emperor, reclaim my homeland, and even see Aohuang ... "

The old man mentioned that year, with a look of emotion, as if countless old stories came to mind.

The so-called breaking blade pass, Jiang Tian later learned that it was the meteorite belt that he battled with the shaking **** emperor.

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Jiang Tian heard it, respectfully, sacrificed three incense incense, lit it, and "plugged" in the soil under the tomb, and respectfully bowed three times.

"He is your distant ancestor?"

Jiang Tian asked.

"Speaking of it, not yet. My distant ancestor is the Orion here, and at the first sight, he intersected and worshiped and became his subordinate!"

The old man said:

"Later ancestors and Zhao Ziming both fell. Senior Zhao had no children. So the mission of keeping the tomb for him passed down from generation to generation ..."

He was about to open the conversation box, and Xiao Luofu shouted in the direction of the village, saying, "Grandpa, Uncle Jiang, have dinner!"

"Let's go and tell Zhao Zhenjun's story ..."

The old man took Jiang Tian back to the village.

Ronaldinho held his grandfather's hand, immediately pointed at Jiang Tian, ​​and presented Jiang Tian with a "medicine". Rosen said about his recovery.

Luo Shou's face was full of "color," and he was very grateful. He thanked Jiang Tianlian for bowing. I did not expect Jiang Tian to be so generous.

The banquet has been set up. A stupid wooden table is placed on a small square in the middle of the village. Half a saber-toothed tiger is set on the bonfire. The tiger's skin has faded. A layer of wild honey has been brushed on the skin. There were wild rabbits and wild pheasants, and the villagers made their own millet wine.

Tiancun's honest men sneered and invited monks and noble guests to the table.

"Baby, eat more meat, and eat more strength. This is a rare treasure!"

"Shit, this is the meat of the saber-toothed tiger. Make up a bit more, your fists can be as hard as iron! Don't eat that useless wild pork!"

"Jianxian, please use more millet wine. Although it is rough, but the victory is made by ourselves, it is also sweet!"

Everyone gathered together, lively and lively, drunk ginseng wine in large quantities, chopped a large piece of saber-toothed tiger meat with a knife, grabbed it directly with their hands, ate a mouthful of oil, full of the wild "sex" taste, that was cool Don't mention Jin.

Suddenly looking at the sky outside the door, Jiang Tian expressed his heart and said leisurely: "Lord Village, what kind of enemies can there be in Tiancun?"

"Our Tiancun Luo family, in the eyes of Xianxu, belongs to the remnants of the indigenous people of Xiantu, and they have been hunted for thousands of years!"

Luo Shouman sighed with sadness and bitterness: "It was originally a family of tens of thousands, but now there are only so many people left!"

"However, we later hid in the mountains of Manchuria, hiding behind the world, and having no fight with the world. The soldiers and gods of Xianxu gave up hunting. For these hundreds of years, it was peaceful!"

"It's not a heavenly soldier and a general in Xianxu. But there are strong enemies who come to see it. They should be a group of tutors who dig graves!"

Jiang Tian laughed.

"It's the Kou Ying family!"

Luo Shou was so frightened that he remembered something.

"The pirates should be home! Despicable people!"

"A group of pangolins and soil mice dig holes in the ground all day, digging the" holes "of their ancestors' tombs, and lost all their goodness!"

"They haven't hit Zhao Zhenjun's cemetery once or twice, and our ancestors were hurt a lot by them!"

"We migrated with Zhao Zhenjun's body three times, but we didn't expect them to come after them. They were too bullying, and they fight with them!"

And Rosen and others all screamed at the table and yelled.

Many men, even women and children, rushed into the stone house, took up the weapons hidden in the dark, snarled and looked at the sky, rubbed their fists, and put on a stance to fight the enemy.

They are very sturdy and bloody, they will use flesh and blood to guard the grave of true emperor Zhao Ziming. That is a hero. They admire it very much and think it is their mission to guard the tomb, even if killed by the pirates.

"The lineup is quite luxurious. There are still a few Yuanying Tianjun Miles!"

Jiang Tian also took Luo Fu's small hand and walked out with the village chief Luo Shou, standing on the open space in the village, his face "colored" calm, and his heart laughed slightly.