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Chapter 219:Black Stone Tribe's Greeting Routine

Summer to autumn, in a blink of an eye, the cow master has been hard-working for several months.

Then he had to find a rather embarrassing problem, and the effect of his cultivation was not as good as one day.

Even if he puts more effort into it, tossing himself to death, he still has to admit that if he continues to follow the current training method, it will take another half a year to reach the level of senior war.

However, in order to become a higher-level god of war strong after more than a year, I am afraid that it can only be a dream; from the lower level to a higher level, far more than the junior to the intermediate level, or the middle level to the upper level is much more difficult.

Eighteen-year-old senior warrior, this level to the reality of the face, Niu Xu is estimated to be able to blind countless people's dog eyes; not to mention the top ten outstanding young people in China, may not be the world's top ten outstanding young people are quite simple election,

But such a false name, in addition to allowing him to be a little happy, can have a yarn.

Niu Xu no longer remembers where to read a word, said very thoroughly and realistically: "under the god of war, are all ants"; although it is a little bit of the second breath, but let the cow master at this time think, some feel desolate.

The big supplement to eat too much, the cow master has now felt the body, accumulated a considerable amount of undigested medicine, and then continue to eat it, it may really explode; but there is no daily crazy food supplement, relying on the help of internal gas, the speed of physical recovery slowed down suddenly...

Just when the old man's worried even the intestines began to knot, the Leith Mountains ushered in a strange carous carnage.

The reason why it is so described as a fortification is that the caravan did not carry much goods at all, but after entering the mountain, it went all the way to the black stone tribes in the northwest.

If it were not for their caravans, but only for the guards who could keep themselves, it would have been used as slaves for the hard work and empty beasts; it might have made people think that Shen Yahui's goods had been killed again.

In the end, when the purpose of this carpentry was revealed, the natives of the entire mine-rearing mountains spontaneously straightened their chests; because this small carpentry came to the Black Stone tribe to buy.

Oh my god, poor!The birds do not shit down the thunder mountain, before only by the carnage outside the mountain as a fool-like slaughter, it seems that from the mountains to bring something in, you can sell more than ten times the high price; where there will come to the Thunder Mountains to buy goods, this kind of first thing.

Although this happened on the head of the Black Stone tribe, the tribes that received the news from the entire Loya Mountains began to raise their eyebrows; for a time, the Black Stone tribe in the northwest became the focus of all the tribes in the Leishan Mountains.

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The old man, who had been informed of the news in advance, waited outside the city gate in advance with the high-ranking members of the tribe when the caravan of the incoming goods arrived.

And the scene of the black stone is far more than that.

Of course, these scenes are high-level leaders such as the chief; although the cow master feels very unnecessary, but it is not a big deal, these local goods are forced to toss.

In order to give a rare image to the foreign guests of the mountain, it is obvious that the thunder mountain ranges, especially the new face of the Black Stone tribe, show their beautiful new life; these goods are busy for two days in advance, and they have made a lot of eyesight.

So, when the caravan outside the mountain, under the guidance of the guide out of the mountain forest, walked through the lush crops on both sides, saw such a magical scene:

The two soldiers of the old man's infantry team, the same line as the gate god, stood in the open space around the city gate, one by one, holding their heads high, like the stone lions who kept the door in the memory of the old man.

In addition to the poor sales of rattan armor, they gave up, they almost took out the whole set of things, sharp long guns and thick back machetes flashed cold, deliberately worn in the outermost half-broth breast armor, by the shiny flash of these locals, can be used as a mirror.

There are still no less than 20 degrees of weather, these earthen buns actually put the camouflage uniform, the soles of the feet to liberate shoes, armed with these things a piece of unscrupulous cover on their own.

In particular, dozens of small captain-level characters, without exception, will be specially distributed for them military cotton coats, all behind them; far away, like those old cadres in the founding of China.

It is just that the cow master is doubtful, and in such weather, they are not too hot and panicked...

In the eyes of the old man, the infantry phalanx of the soil reached the extreme, but the carpowler who slowly walked in was very afraid.

It seems that the inexplicable and fierce weapons, the uniform queue, the most important thing is that they have the same clothes on their bodies, so that the caravan feels that this is a very strong team; otherwise, how dare they wear, so majestic clothes!

When they gradually walked in, only a hundred meters away from each other, those opposite who looked at the head of the Black Stone tribe, greeted them with a smiley face.

The head of the head is obviously a lot short, young a little scary young; must be along the way, have been encountered by the tribe, spread some myths of the cattle master.

“Lying, dancing.”Just then, an unexplained roar came out of the mouth of the one-armed man in the crowd ahead.

Tightly, a huge strange noise came from behind the wall, which frightened the caravan, and what made them a little creepy, was that a large number of women suddenly swung from the wall, and they were strangely writhing and approaching them.

Jiang Yun, the leader of the caravan, swore that if he had not seen the leaders of the Black Stone tribe, he would have greeted them with a smile, and he would have thrown everything down and ran with his guards and soldiers.

Just waiting for his mood to relax, suddenly felt that the strange noise made him feel excited, and the women's posture was also pleasing to the eye.

Even in his own heart there was a vague impulse to follow the writhing impulse; and this impulse was getting stronger and stronger, almost a little uncontrollable of his position.

In the end, relying on his own determination, Jiang Yu defeated the devil in his heart and met the high-ranking members of the black stone tribe who met him.

Just when he thought the Black Stone Tribe, these amazing welcomes were over, and the one-armed man suddenly shouted: "Send flowers for your guests, put on sugar water."

Just as the voice fell, a group of little cubs with their big ass ran out of the back of the city gate with flowers in their hands, offering a bouquet of flowers for them one by one; followed by another group of women, they could not help but say, and put a bowl of hot water in their hands.

Just after drinking this hot water, Jiang Yu felt that his mood was sweet to his heart like this thing called sugar water.

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