Legend of the Cultivation God

Said, Xiao Hua will take a look, actually take out some of the grain will be sent to the mouth of the native.

"Sister husband is slow!" Jiuxia has been watching attentively, waiting for Xiaohua to take out things, not knowing what is shining, waiting to see what Xiaohua’s hands are, I think of what it is like, hurriedly shouted, "This thing... the natives can't eat!"

“Oh? Why?” Xiao Hua’s hand holding a small amount of grain was awkward. “This is the rice that the secular people often eat. Should these natives eat it?”

"My brother-in-law doesn't know!" Jiuxia's eyes flashed a smile, explaining, "This native is eating millions of rarities, so their physique and ** are different from me! In the case of rice cultivation, the Three Kingdoms are indeed food, but millions of Mengshan...may be poison! I don’t think the brother-in-law should take it for him!”

"That... what do these natives eat!" Xiao Hua reluctantly received a good seed, and asked him while he was releasing his thoughts.

"It seems... a million people in the mountains are eating ... millet!" Jiu Xia, who always knows everything, is hesitant. "If it is blood food, it is a wild object! The fruits of the previous A. serrata were also edible by the natives!"

"At this time, the worms are all insects, and where..." Xiao Mao is helpless and will release his thoughts.

"Hey, wait!" Xiaohua sighed and sighed. After falling down the hillside, he fell into the ground. However, for a long time, he held a wild animal similar to a mouse and went out to return to the big stone. Throw the wild object to Xiao Mao and say, "Do it yourself!"

"Good!" Xiao Mao did not hesitate to take over the wild object, poked with a hand, a blood flowed from the neck of the wild object, with Xiao Mao put the wild object on the mouth of the native, blood It flows into the mouth of the natives.

Sure enough, as Xiao Hua said, the blood entered the mouth of the natives, and the throat of the natives was moved, swallowing bit by bit.

"The brother-in-law is really amazing! This thing is said to be hidden in the mountains for dozens of feet. The average person is hard to find. The brother-in-law once caught it, let the little girl admire!" Although the mouth of the nine-summer mouth is admired, the eyes can be Looking at Xiao Mao, she is not surprised that Xiao Hua has this ability, but it is strange why Xiao Mao is so much.

In fact, it is strange to say that it is Jiu Xia, that is, Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy are also very strange.

Because this road comes, Xiao Mao is also step by step, what everyone does, what he does, everyone makes him what he does, he does what he has never been so active!

Moreover, it is still the name of an undeveloped native?

The natives who drank the blood of the wild rat seemed to have physical strength. The eyes turned a few times and barely opened their eyes. It was only the strong sunlight that the natives could not open, just when the natives were slightly necked, Xiao Mao The squirrel is placed in the mouth of this native.

The natives bite the voles, stretch out their weak hands, and grab the savage greed, don’t wait to chew, and then don’t open your eyes.

"Let's go, he should have lived!" Li Zongbao said faintly, "Hey, he hasn't been awake, I'm leaving early!"

Li Zongbao worried that the natives would wake up and recruit other natives to urge them.

"Senior brothers wait!" Xiao Mao was again weird and looked up, and there was no sign of leaving.

Since he did not leave, everyone had to wait patiently.

After a while, the natives ate the voles, licked their lips, opened their eyes, and waited to see Xiao Mao and others, with a very respectful look on their faces, their legs bent slightly, their hands on their chests. Before, the mouth is talking about weird words...

Needless to say, this native has obviously treated Xiao Mao and others as souls. It is just a thank you!

Xiao Hua listened to Nahan, and the words of the natives were so similar to the rhythm of the green slang, but it was far worse, and he naturally would not say it.

Therefore, Xiao Hua turned his gaze to Jiuxia. He did not know whether the little girl who knew everything from knowing the language of a million whispers.

However, the eyes of Jiuxia did not pay attention to Xiao Hua, but looked at Xiao Mao. What surprised Xiao Hua most was that Xiao Mao... actually talked to the natives!

Xiao Hua’s eyes and eyes, almost inconceivable to Xiao Mao’s, he can’t believe it, Xiao Mao actually said a million words of Mengshan.

Not to mention Xiao Hua, Li Zongbao and Hongxia Fairy are all big, and their eyes are straight.

It is the nine summers of the people, the expression is still calm, as if there is a little bit of horror, but then disappear.

But listening to Xiao Mao’s words, at the beginning, there was some stuttering, and even the face rose red, and there was nothing to say. Gradually, his words were fluent, although it was smoother than the natives, obviously, The natives also understood it clearly, and the face became more and more respectful. At the end of the day, the natives looked up to the sky and raised their hands over their heads. "Oh, yeah," said a lot, then Very respectful, Xiao Mao once again gave a gift, and put his forehead tightly on Xiao Mao’s tiptoe.

"Xiao... Xiao Mao... What is going on here?" Xiao Hua was stuttering at this time, and he really didn't understand it! These weird situations are almost better than him... It’s weird to see him in the summer of nine to find him!

“唉~” Xiao Mao heard Xiao Hua’s question, and there was a groan on his face. He looked at the natives in front of him and seemed to be ashamed. He sighed and said, “Big brother, the younger brother did not say Have you ever been a child? When the younger brother was young, the mother had taught the younger brother a native language. The younger brother has never been a serious thing, but... I can hear the words of these millions of Mengshan natives. The native language of the pro-teacher is similar, although it is not the same, but... the younger brother said that they can understand, and their younger brother understands it!"

"Ah? It turned out to be like this!" Xiao Hua suddenly turned around and looked at Li Zongbao. Xiao Mao said that it was the truth. Before entering the country, Xiao Mao had revealed this thing, but everyone noticed it. Xiao Mao’s experience, as well as his mother’s affairs, did not care about what Xiao Mao’s pro-professor was. It can be biased, this is the most important thing.

Immediately, Xiao Hua was awakened. Since Xiaomao’s mother is a million-million-something man, there is a curse in the soul of his soul. That’s normal!

"It seems that the origin of Xiao Mao... is absolutely unusual!"

Seeing that the natives fell to the ground and did not get up, their hands even held Xiaomao's feet and did not let go. Xiao Hua was a bit strange and asked: "What do you say? What is he doing?"

"That...big brother" Xiao Mao answered with great reluctance, "He asked me to go to their Wuzhai village..."

"Why is he asking you?" Xiao Hua is even more puzzled. "He doesn't know you?"

"This..." Xiao Mao is not, "He said... He said that I am a descendant of the gods, the masters of them..."

"Grandma's, are you so honorable?" Xiao Hua laughed. "How did he see it? Could it be the costumes that Jiu Xia gave you? Why didn't he come to me?"

Said, Xiao Hua still licked his own clothes, very curious to look down.

"Big brother Mo Xiao laughed the younger brother!" Xiao Mao's face was red. "The younger brother really couldn't think of it. He is actually a million people in Mengshan! This person is called... sobbing. His words are similar to those of the younger brother, but absolutely Differently, he knows from the younger brother's words that the younger brother is a descendant of the great god!"

"Oh, no wonder!" Xiao Hua found out why Xiao Mao’s mother-in-law did not teach anything when Xiao Mao was young. It is to teach this language. This language is a symbol of identity and a representative of honor. what!

Thinking of Xiao Mao Niang’s pains, Xiao Hua’s heart was awkward, and Xiao Mao’s parents had already lost, but he already knew his origins, and he also came to his homeland. Can you? Where is your origin? What is the situation of my own mother?

"Cough, Xiaomao!" Thinking of this, Xiao Hua coughed two channels. "A person's origin...he can't choose! But he can choose his own life. He also doesn't have to be ashamed of his own origin. I don't have to be proud of my origins. I am born to my own niece, whether it is 鄙 ** or noble, it is my own, and all exist! The most important thing is myself! It is my own future The way to go. Only if it is this origin, I want to understand my own path, you can go further in the future! There will be no more knots in my heart!"

"Yes, the big brother learned!" Xiao Mao looked at Xiao Hua, listening to Xiao Hua's words and sentences all hit their own words, it is really mixed.

He had thought about the origins of her mother more than once, and she assumed that she was born more than once, but he never thought about it, and he actually did the same with the millions of Mengshan spirits that have never been cultivated! These millions of Mongolian natives are not only not ceremonial, not only have no face, but also raw squirrels, the most shameful thing is that these natives still eat raw people! ! !

Imagine that these natives are actually the same as themselves. Xiao Mao wants to get into the underground of a million Mengshan, and then does not meet Xiao Hua and others. This face is too big! He... he can't make up.

In fact, as early as the first two indigenous people walked in front of them, he had already heard the meaning of the two people's dialogue, and already knew that he was afraid to have something to do with them. He has been holding back, wanting to smash the matter, but in the end, when the coma weeping is to be eaten by the same natives, he did not intend to shoot!

He is deeply ashamed of it! He closed his eyes and prayed for these things to hurry...

However, when Xiao Hua greeted him, he hesitated again. He was crying after all, and he was lying in front of himself. This is the same person who said the same words to himself! In particular, Xiao Mao thinks again that he has come all the way. It seems to be an invisible hand. He sent himself to millions of Mengshan, and even he can feel the breath of his mother. It seems that the mother is pushing herself. Came to the million mega hills. If you are alone, you may be the weeping of the tribe, you... can you face the dead mother? (To be continued.)