In his sleep, Jiang Cheng felt his nostrils itching and couldn't help but sneeze. .????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? by? by? Zhou Su, who was teasing Jiang Cheng with his hair. Jiang Cheng was a little stunned when he looked at the beautiful Zhou Su. At this time, Zhou Su was still disguised as a man, but her long hair was tied back casually like a barbarian man, making her look extremely enchanting. ¡°If Jiang Cheng hadn¡¯t known that Zhou Su was a woman disguised as a man, he would have screamed in horror because he was interested in a man. Xu Shi was dumbfounded by Jiang Cheng, so Zhou Su timidly put away her hair and said angrily to Jiang Cheng: "I've been sleeping like a dead pig for a whole day and a night." Even though it was already dark outside, it was still dark. Jiang Cheng, who felt refreshed and refreshed by his sleep, felt like he was holding up the sky. Impulsively, he put his arms around Zhou Su's slender waist and wanted to pull Zhou Su into his arms. Zhou Su escaped from Jiang Cheng's clutches with a slight turn of his body, and chuckled: "I knew you would be bad. Get up quickly, the old man Linggong had already sent someone waiting outside the door, saying that it was you who But when you wake up, I invite you to come over." Hearing this, Jiang Cheng nodded a little disappointedly, "It turns out there is someone outside the door. If there is no one outside, then you don't know how to do it." The implication is, It's obvious. "No!" Zhou Sujiao scolded, then handed over a set of clean clothes and said, "Change quickly, everyone is waiting for you!" "It's so comfortable!" Stretching, Jiang Chengcai slowly got up and asked casually: "How long have I been sleeping?" "It's been a day and a night, damn pig, didn't I tell you just now?" Zhou Su said angrily. "One day and one night?" Jiang Cheng was suddenly startled. The next moment, Jiang Cheng put on his clothes as fast as he could. After washing up, he pulled Zhou Su out in a hurry. He slept for a whole day and a night. If Jiang Cheng remembered correctly, then tomorrow night would be the day when the green wood vines in the ancestral land of the Qinglan tribe would blossom and bear fruit. In other words, one day and one night, Jiang Cheng may get the Qingling Flower. Of course, Jiang Cheng is still thinking about the Qingling Fruit. ¡°However, this also means that tomorrow will also be the most dangerous day. Jiang Cheng estimates that before the Qingmu Vine blossoms and bears fruit, the Blood Arashi Tribe will stage its final madness tomorrow! In Zhou Su¡¯s words, because he successfully destroyed the Xuelan tribe¡¯s ritual of awakening evil spirits and severely damaged the Xuelan tribe, Old Linggong decided to hold a celebration banquet tonight. When Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su rushed over, the celebration banquet had not started yet, and they were probably still waiting for Jiang Cheng. "Let me tell you, it's almost time for Jiang Danzun to wake up." When he saw Jiang Cheng, Old Linggong Lehai became very happy from a distance. When they saw Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su coming over, the more than twenty barbarian warriors present at the celebration banquet all stood up spontaneously and looked at Jiang Cheng, all of them filled with gratitude. When the warriors who came back to the death team, as long as the injuries were not too heavy, they all came to this celebration banquet. And among the warriors alive that day, only the twenty or so people in front of me were able to get up and attend the celebration banquet. They, who had experienced the bloody battle and the bitter battle, were all very aware of Jiang Cheng's huge role in it. After a welcome, as Jiang Cheng and Zhou Su took their seats, Old Linggong Lehai held up the wine bowl solemnly and unusually. "The first bowl of wine at today's celebration banquet is to honor the warriors of our Qinglan tribe who died in the battle. May the heroic spirits of the warriors protect our clan." As he spoke, Old Linggong Lehai slowly drank the wine in his hand. on the ground. "The second bowl of wine at today's celebration banquet should be served to Jiang Danzun. If Jiang Danzun's cold ice spiritual power and divine power does not relieve our family's disaster, tomorrow at this time will be the day when our family will be destroyed. Jiang Danzun , please drink this wine!" As he spoke, Old Linggong Lehai put the second bowl of wine in front of Jiang Cheng. There was nothing to say, Jiang Cheng took the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Among the barbarians, if you have to be humble and give in, you will not be happy. "Today is the third bowl of wine at the celebration banquet. I should pay tribute to Mr. Zhou. If Mr. Zhou shows his power first, our warriors will have to return at least half less. Please drink this wine to the full, Mr. Zhou!" Similarly, Old Linggong Lehai will be the third bowl of wine! Three bowls of wine were delivered to Zhou Su with both hands, and he was toasted by the barbarian Linggong with both hands. This was almost the highest etiquette of the barbarians. Zhou Su, who was somewhat familiar with this, ignored her mysophobia, so he had to take the wine bowl and drink it in one gulp. All. However, Zhou Su is not good at drinking after all. The good wine among the barbarians is the worst liquor in Biyuan Kingdom. It is spicy in the mouth and goes into the stomach.A fire road was burned together. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Su's face turned a little bright red. "This fourth bowl of wine is a tribute to the warriors of our tribe who have gone through life and death. It is your bravery that allows our Qinglan Tribe to have a tomorrow. Warriors, please follow me and drink this wine!" As he spoke, the man with white hair was already full. Old Linggong Lehai drank the bowl of strong wine in one gulp with great arrogance, and many of the Qinglan tribe's warriors present also gulped it down in one gulp. After drinking four bowls of wine, Old Linggong Lehai looked solemn and said, "Everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content. Tomorrow morning, all the elites of our clan will go to the ancestral land again to complete the battle of Dingding. As long as If we can hold on until tomorrow's sunset, the ancestral artifacts will bear fruit, and within a hundred years, the Xuelan tribe will be unable to attack us again!" Old Linggong Lehai looked relaxed. Hearing what Old Linggong Lehai said, all the warriors of the Qinglan tribe, including Letu, cheered and ate large chunks of meat regardless of the image. When they got excited about eating, some of them even took off their shirts. The black chest hair on his chest was exposed. Seeing this, Zhou Su couldn't help but turn his head away and frowned slightly. The old Linggong Lehai on the side looked at Zhou Su's appearance, stroking his beard and showing a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. Le Tu, who mainly accompanied Jiang Cheng, also raised glasses to Jiang Cheng frequently, but Jiang Cheng was a little absent-minded. Jiang Cheng was still thinking about Qing Ling Guo at this time. Jiang Cheng knows one thing very well, the Qinglan tribe will definitely give him the Qingling Flower. Although the barbarians treat people sincerely, to a certain extent, this is also determined by the value of the Qingling Flower. Although the Qingling Flower is of great value to Jiang Cheng, it has no value to the Qinglan tribe. The Qing Ling Fruit is different. The Qing Ling Fruit itself has a huge effect on the Qinglan tribe, and is extremely valuable to every soul warrior. " If Jiang Cheng is given a Qingling Fruit, it means that the Qinglan tribe will have one less soul-opening person in the future. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? And the number of the Green Spirit Fruit is extremely rare. For both public and private purposes, Old Linggong Lehai will definitely not give the Green Spirit Fruit to Jiang Cheng easily. Especially now that the situation in the Qinglan Department is excellent, it can be foreseen that Jiang Cheng's chance of obtaining the Qingling Fruit is extremely slim. Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng secretly smiled bitterly. If the Qinglan tribe is facing the danger of annihilation this time, then he has a greater chance of obtaining the Qingling Fruit. It has to be said that the allure of the treasure Qing Ling Guo is really too great. But as of now, Jiang Cheng¡¯s chances of getting the Green Spirit Fruit are slim. The celebration banquet was very lively, and all the big barbarian men came to drink with Jiang Cheng with their bowls. Jiang Cheng would not refuse anyone who came, one bowl, one bowl, two bowls, one pair. This celebration banquet was held in a rather large bamboo hall in the Qinglan tribe, which was probably used for clan gatherings. It was quite cool and light-filled, and the changes in the sky outside were almost unobstructed. When everyone was having fun, suddenly, the dark green bamboos that made up the hall cast a layer of dark red brilliance. Almost at the same time, the exclamations of the Qinglan tribe exploded from outside the bamboo hall. The moment he saw the dark red brilliance projected on the bamboo hall, the old Linggong Letu, who was tearing apart an animal leg, jumped up suddenly as if he had been struck by lightning, and rushed towards the door. I didn't even bother to wipe the oil off my hands. At the same time, Letu also jumped up like Old Master Letu and rushed towards the door in a hurry. At the same moment, other warriors from the Qinglan tribe, their cheerful faces instantly turned whiter than the faces of dead people, and they rushed out of the bamboo hall in a swarm. Outside the Bamboo Hall, in the black sky, a blazing straight blood light shot straight into the sky. The blood light emitted was about to turn the night sky hundreds of miles outside the Yinlan Daze into a curtain of blood. "Psychic Blood Pillar! This is a sign of the success of the Blood Sacrifice Ceremony of the Xuelan Department to awaken the evil spirits. Did the Xuelan Department succeed in awakening the evil spirits? Didn't they run out of sacrifices? How is this possible?" When he murmured this sentence , Old Linggong Lehai's body instantly withered, as if he had been bent by something. The next moment, Old Linggong Lehai stared at Letu: "What's going on? Where did the Xuelan tribe get the sacrifice?"