Immortality Cultivation Era

There is some doubt in the song.

Suddenly, this sorcerer who came over was completely looking for trouble.

However, Gao Ge is very certain that he does not know the man in front of him. This is actually a nonsense. The whole Miao Xinjiang does not know much.

"He won't even say the most basic Hmong. You said that he is a man from the village of Gannan?" The village chief of Shenping suddenly sneered.

"This..." The wave is weak and has some headaches.

What the other party said is actually true.

If you sing high songs, although the strength is very strong, but you don’t want to see them as Miaojiang.

When the two people exchanged, the last few sentences were Hmong, and the high songs did not understand.

Instead, Dong Yi, standing next to Gaoge, suddenly took a step forward and looked at the village chief of Shenping. He said: "Is it true that the village head of Shenping? He is really a person from the village of Nannan. Otherwise, how could it be possible? Come to Tuen Mun Conference?"

"Haha, little girl, you said this Miao language is quite good. If you say that you are a villager in the village, I still believe, but you said him?"

"Oh? Can't you say Miao language, not a Miaojiang person, can't you be a person in the village?" Dong Yi said with a light smile, "It doesn't matter, he is not a Miaojiang person, but he is not a person." However, it is the son-in-law of the village head of Shunan Village. I don’t know if this is a person from the village of Gannan?"

When I heard this sentence, Shen Ping was somewhat surprised. He snorted and said, "I don't believe it." Then he left.

The weak village chief laughed and stared at the back of the village chief, saying: "In fact, Thaksin or unbelief can't turn any winds and waves. Let's see Miao Xinjiang become a pro, and there is no marriage certificate. They look."

The weak village chief said that Dong Yi naturally knew that if there were any bugs in it, the high priest and the chief of the village of Gannan would not discuss such an idea with Gaoge. Whether it is the high priest or the chief of the village, they can all be regarded as old traitors. How can they make such a low-level mistake?

In fact, there are many enemies in Miaojiang Village.

If the high priest and the chief of the village came, now maybe someone will come and provoke, but the arrival of the singer, but the people have a feeling of breathlessness, one by one, where dare to come up and look for Trouble? Just thinking about not letting the other person find himself, so as not to cause trouble.

If you are weak, you can save your life and you can't be strong.

The most obvious truth is that they still understand.

Just then, two young people suddenly came over.

The clothes they wore, they looked a little weird, all the same black cloaks, and on their cloaks, they were embroidered with some insect patterns. If there is no guess, these should be some locusts.

When the two appeared, the empty hills had some noisy environment and they quieted down in an instant.

"The people of the Sons..." The weak voice whispered to the singer.

Gao Ge nodded lightly and found that the two men went straight toward themselves.

In their faces, there is no look at them. One by one, like a corpse, when they walked to the front of the singer, the faces of the two men barely squeezed a smile, but the smile looked too stiff.

Listening to them talking, Gaoge is a word that I didn’t understand. The people around me, and the weak village chief of Dong Yibo, they understood it. And after they heard the narratives of the two people, they all showed their horror. look.

Then, Dong Yicai immediately turned his face and said to Gao Ge: "The two of them said, "What the sage, you want to see you."

"Respected? See me?" A singer, "Men's daughter?"

Dong Yi’s face is dark: “Is this important?”

Gao Ge smiled: "Sorry, conditioning, then go."

Just when Dong Yi and others followed, they were said a few more by the two.

"They said, you can only go alone, we can't follow."

"Then I will go alone." Gao Ge smiled. "They can't possibly take me anyway."

The words are full of confidence.

Looking at the high-pitched voice, as the two left, Dong Yi grabbed his head.

"How do I feel that this guy is a little inflated?"

Ann Lai smiled and said: "Dong girl, you really don't have to worry. I have never seen a few masters in Miaojiang. If Gao Zongzhu can be planted here, I am somewhat convinced, and they are right. Gao Zongzhu should be no evil."

Dong Yi also nodded.

anyway.

Gaoge is a cultivator of ancient Wuzhen.

If there is no cultivation of the ancient martial arts, who can expand?

Following the two people, Gao Ge did not feel any strange gas from the so-called Sons, and even said that Gao Ge thinks they are ordinary people.

It can be seen that Gao Ge’s understanding of the teacher is still too small.

For the teacher, Gao Ge is understood by himself.

Think of them as cultivators, or treat them as ordinary people.

The so-called locusts can be regarded as ordinary beasts, and whatever the king is, it can be regarded as a monster.

The sorcerer, in this way, has some kind of connection with these strange beasts, thus controlling them and becoming their own weapons.

So sometimes, rather than feeling the temperament of the sergeant, it is better to say that the breath is from the locusts on the sergeant.

After the two people, it took about ten minutes to walk. It was already into the jungle, but I felt a wave of energy in a flash. He was slightly shocked and soon returned.

After another five minutes, Gao Ge finally saw a row of houses.

"Is it here?"

The two young men pointed to a farm in front of Gaoge and turned and left.

Gao Ge did not rush into it, but looked around and looked around.

"Gao Zongzhu came from afar. I waited for it to be slow." One person in the farmhouse, dressed in a white coat, looked pretty, with long hair, crowned red teeth, and a pair of thick eyebrows.

"Do you know me?" Gao Ge turned his face and looked at the people. His heart was a little surprised.

"Gao Zongzhu said, laughing, the master of the ancestral hall, how can I not know?" The man reached out and opened the fence fence in front of the courtyard door, slightly squatting, "Gao Zongzhu please."

Gao Ge went into the courtyard and sat down. The white man grabbed the rice and sprinkled it into the chicken circle. Then he took a clap.

"What happened to Gao Zongzhu to my Miaojiang?"

Gao Ge did not look at the other side, looked at each other, after almost a dozen seconds, slowly opened.

"You are a Han Chinese?"

"Not bad." The other nodded.

Gao Gele: "I didn't expect that this Miaojiang sect is not a Miao."

"The high-ranking lord said this, who said that the Miaojiang sergeant must be Miao?" The man laughed, and at this time, he said to the house, "Is the tea good?"

"Come on!" A crisp voice came out, a woman in a colorful gauze walked out, holding a tea tray in her hand, and Miaoman was light.