Gong Xilai knew that her adopted brother was very powerful, but she had no specific idea of ​​how powerful he was. It wasn’t until Gong Xiqiu came back with a refreshed face that she breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the situation was not lost, she hurriedly stepped forward: "

Brother, are you injured?"

Gong Xiqiu grinned.

She didn't mention it, and she really didn't notice it.

It is true that he suffered some minor injuries, but compared to the young man named Xun, it was only a minor scratch. He only needed to circulate his martial energy and walk for a few days, and not even a bruise was left.

He slapped his breastplate loudly: "No injuries."

Gongxi came and asked again: "Then, where is that person?"

Gong Xiqiu turned his head towards the direction where the young man surnamed Xun came from, and wrote lightly: "He? Oh, I have spared his life. When this person grows up for a few years, he may be able to give me a feeling of excitement. Now.

, they are still young seedlings.”

There is no sense of achievement in killing.

Gong Xilai: "..."

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with what her adopted brother said, but after listening carefully, she felt that something was wrong. She blinked and saw a young man with a bruised nose and swollen face, and blood on his face walking slowly towards him——

When the other party heard Gong Xiqiu's words, his face darkened a bit.

Due to the violence, Iron Fist could not say anything.

Gong Xiqiu pouted at his personal guards and commanded: "Go, take stock of your things, and return to your clan before dark."

Seeing that most of his bodyguards were in disgrace, Gong Xichou politely asked the young man named Xun to allocate people to help transport him. The latter glared at him, seemingly unhappy, but could only hold back his anger. How could a local snake be unable to suppress this powerful dragon that descended from the sky?

Woolen cloth.

Gong Xi Lai's eyes were full of envy.

It’s great to have strength.

Before Gong Xiqiu came, dozens of people were detained here, and it depended on people's moods if they wanted to lose money and eliminate disasters. After Gong Xiqiu came, he directly treated the other party's people as one of his own. This extreme contrast made her feel comfortable.

It's refreshing, but also a little sad.

"Alai, what are you looking at?" A brave warrior has keen senses, but Gongxi Lai's gaze is too eager, and he can't even ignore it.

"I was thinking how awesome my brother is today."

Gong Xiqiu didn't think it was anything, so of course he said proudly: "Brother, I am very majestic every day."

Gong Xilai: "..."

Yang Ying couldn't help but chuckle.

Gong Xiqiu was confused: "Is that wrong?"

That's right, just too honest.

Gong Xilai said regretfully and yearningly: "I also want to be so majestic, instead of relying on my brother to show off his majesty - people are not as good as themselves. Brother can't arrive in time at any time. If we meet someone this time,

Whoever had the intention would have been killed long ago."

She spoke very quietly.

But which brave warrior present can’t hear it?

Yang Ying was close and heard it clearly.

There is sadness in the heart and sorrow on the brows.

These words are Gong Xi Lai’s heartfelt words, why aren’t they her wishes? It’s just that Gong Xi Lai is lucky to have a sworn brother who protects her. As long as Gong Xi Qiu does not fall, she will always be able to rely on her father.

, already hated Xiaocheng.

She was able to survive by chance in the chaos of the war, and luck accounted for 99% of it. If, if she had the ability, not to mention going out to fight with her father to kill the enemy, she could at least do her best to become a supporter of her blood relatives. After her father left, she would still be able to survive.

exist!

Gong Xiqiu muttered: "This is a bit difficult..."

When Gong Xilai heard this, his eyes lit up and he grabbed his armguard: "It's a bit difficult? Does that mean there is still a chance?"

Because of Gong Xiqiu's power, her trust in her sworn brother was a little more blind, as he seemed to be omnipotent.

Yang Ying also followed and looked over.

Gongxi Lai's little strength was not enough to tickle him. He just smiled and said: "It should be so, but the predecessors did not do it. The oracle once said that there is a balance between yin and yang in the world, and no man can practice literature and martial arts.

Women cannot do that. Besides, the clan has lived in seclusion for more than two hundred years and has always respected women. Even the gods enshrined by the clan still look like women--"

If men were respected and women were regarded as inferior, the Gongxi tribe would not have continued the matrilineal tradition of living in groups for many years, let alone monogamy. Even if they worshiped gods, they would be worshiping male-looking gods, rather than letting female-looking gods be superior.

Sit on the altar.

Therefore, women can also practice literature and martial arts.

Isn’t Mama a typical example?

As for why others didn’t—

The oracle didn't say it.

But when one Mama appears, there will naturally be another one. It can be seen that nothing in this world is absolute except life and death.

"...I happen to have nothing to do. This time I go back and look through the family records, and maybe I can find a few clues. However, there are ugly words ahead, so there is little hope. If you can't, don't be disappointed. As long as brother lives for one day,

One day is your backer. The brave warriors in the world today who can take my brother's life - well, they are either not mature yet or they are old and decayed."

Gong Xiqiu was very confident in himself.

His strength is not the strongest in the world, but he is still young, his strength is still in a period of rapid development, and the golden stage of his life has just begun. Even if he is not the strongest in the world now, he will definitely stand out on the future stage!

It is more than enough to protect a young man from the west.

Gong Xilai couldn't restrain his excitement. He felt that his heart was about to jump into his throat. He couldn't wait to set off now.

While we were talking, the young man surnamed Xun had already packed his things. Gong Xiqiu ordered him to accompany him to escort him.

"Do you still need escort?" The young man surnamed Xun simply dealt with the injury, hanging a cloth strip around his neck and hanging his left arm.

With this appearance, it is difficult to tell whether Gong Xiqiu needs escort or protection. Those bandits from Minfeng, whoever encounter Gong Xiqiu will go out without reading the almanac and rush to meet the King of Hell.

Who knew that a high-level martial artist would emerge from such a big place as Minfeng? It's good that he didn't find anyone else to bring bad luck. Gong Xiqiu asked in return: "It's useless, why not use it?"

Young man surnamed Xun: "..."

Dare to be angry but dare not speak!

With a dark face, a few people came to help Gong Xi drive the car. How could they snatch twenty taels of carriages and send them back now?

This is the first time that Gong Xiqiu has returned from his hometown for many years, and he, who has always been open-minded, also feels a bit timid about being close to home.

The entrance to the tribal valley is overgrown with weeds, and the trails cultivated by the tribe have lost their popularity and been submerged by weeds.

The young man surnamed Xun glanced at the valley.

Chatting while driving: "Is your surname Gongxi?"

Gong Xiqiu was holding the urn of his father's ashes and was feeling sad.

Hearing this, my emotions were temporarily interrupted.

"yes."

The young man surnamed Xun asked again: "Before, when you asked me whether my surname was Gongxi or Jimo, did you misunderstand that I am a member of the Gongxi clan?"

Gong Xiqiu raised his eyelids: "So what?"

The young man surnamed Xun said: "Not so."

His eyesight just isn't very good.

Only then did Gong Xiqiu notice that the young man knew the way. From the entrance of the valley to the core of the tribe, the path was complicated. The original road was still hidden by weeds. It was very easy for tribesmen not to get lost. There were several forks in the road, but he did not direct the young man.

wrong.

The young man denied that he was from the Gongxi tribe.

This means——

"Have you met other Gongxi people?"

The young man riddled: "Barely."

Gong Xiqiu was anxious: "What does reluctance mean?"

The young man held a piece of wild grass in his mouth and was able to drive the carriage with ease with one hand. Seeing Gong Xiqiu's anxious expression, he felt comfortable. He said calmly: "Because the grandfather and grandson didn't admit their surnames. I know."

Gongxi' and 'Jimo' accidentally read the county records. It said that the Gongxi tribe was exterminated and there were no survivors, but the grandfather and grandson were obviously..."

Before he finished speaking, he shouted.

"You're going to crush my right arm, and you drive!"

Gong Xiqiu let go of his hand and asked, "What grandson?"

"About two years ago, three people came over. Two of them were grandsons and grandsons dressed up very much like you..." The young man shook his pinched right arm and muttered, "That old man is just as unreasonable as you. That's right.
To be continued...