Comprehensive martial arts: Qixia town storytellers, the beginning of the tie to Qiao Feng

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When night falls.

Lu Yan then set off for the Huns camp.

Thirty miles away, the Huns camp was brightly lit.

Lu Yan came to the sky above the Huns camp and looked down.

In the big camp, countless Huns gathered together.

Without exception, all of them have black and purple flames.

Pile after pile of bonfires were lit in the central clearing.

Priests wearing strange costumes and making weird noises are dancing around the bonfire.

The priest's movements are very exaggerated, not beautiful, but full of wildness.

There's even a little bit of spookiness and spookiness.

Surrounded by the Huns, watching the priest's movements excitedly yelled some words that Lu Yan could not understand at all.

After a while, the crowd suddenly parted.

Dozens of burly men walked through the crowd carrying a huge wooden bed.

A large number of things exuding a strong bloody smell were piled up on the wooden bed.

Take a closer look, it is actually a heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney!

Seeing this scene, Lu Yan's face completely darkened.

Murder is just a no-brainer.

It was too cruel and bloody for the Huns to dig out all the internal organs of the soldiers who died in the Great Qin War.

Just when Lu Yan thought of this, the dozen or so burly men had already lifted the wooden bed to the central open space.

The priest who was dancing around the bonfire turned around and started jumping back and forth around the wooden bed.

They shook the bells in their hands and let out some blood-curdling howls.

But instead of feeling the horror of the sound, the surrounding Huns became excited.

In the excitement, all the Huns present shut their mouths.

The bustling Huns camp became quiet in an instant, there was no sound, and needles could be heard.

Only the crackling of charcoal in the campfire.

A gust of wind howled and blew through the camp of the Huns.

The black and purple flames on the Huns were also blown.

Turning the black and purple flames into wisps, they flew towards the wooden bed in the center along with the dark wind.

They are coiled above the wooden bed.

It seems that some kind of very special ceremony is being carried out.

And as the ceremony progressed, the internal organs piled up on the wooden bed also withered and shriveled, and turned into stone-like things in the end.

And those black and purple arrogance seemed to be full at this time, and they scattered and flew back to the Huns.

From time to time, the black and purple arrogance on the Huns seemed to be much stronger than before.

At this moment, Lu Yan finally understood why those dog soldiers wanted to dissect the internal organs of the dead soldiers of the Great Qin.

When Lu Yan thought of this, the dozen or so burly men had already lifted the "stone" off the bed.

The camp became lively again.

Soon another bed of fresh viscera was brought up.

Then came a new round of sacrifices, a new round of devouring.

Lu Yan didn't read any further.

His eyes swept back and forth in the camp, trying to find the high-ranking Huns.

In the end, his eyes locked on an unremarkable tent in the Huns camp.

At first, the tent did not attract Lu Yan's attention.

But when he found that the patrolling guards of the Huns were deliberately avoiding the tent, he realized that this seemingly inconspicuous tent was actually not simple.

Thinking of this, Lu Yan walked towards the place where the tent was.

in the tent.

An old woman dressed in colorful and strange clothes sat on the carpet.

Her complexion was dark and her face was wrinkled.

A pair of small and cloudy eyes.

It looks weird and ugly.

In front of her was a whole plate of viscera.

There was also purple-black flames beating on her body.

It's just that the purple-black arrogance on her body is more vigorous.

Even if the purple-black arrogance of a dozen Huns is added together, it may not be half as strong as hers.

The plate of internal organs was completely swallowed by the purple-black flames on her body.

Plate after plate.

She has devoured three plates in a row.

Just when she was about to serve the fourth set.

The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.

She subconsciously looked towards the direction of the door, and then saw Lu Yan walking in slowly.

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The moment he saw Lu Yan walk into the tent.

Awang's face changed suddenly, and it became gloomy almost instantly.

"Who are you to dare to..."

Awang stopped before he finished speaking.

Because she suddenly discovered that what Lu Yan was wearing was not the clothes of the Huns, but the clothes of the Great Qin Empire!

The next moment, Ah Wang raised his hand and patted Lu Yan!

When Lu Yan saw Awang making a move, he didn't make any movement, and Awang's palm collapsed by himself.

Seeing this scene, Ngawang's heart trembled.

Knowing that she was no match for Lu Yan, she turned around and prepared to run away.

As long as she is given a chance to blend in with the crowd, she will definitely be able to escape Lu Yan's pursuit!

But just as she had time to turn around, a hood fell from the sky and enveloped her.

"This magic weapon is called the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, and it can breathe out true fire of Samadhi. Do you want to taste it?"

As Lu Yan said, one of the nine fire dragons circling in the hood immediately opened its mouth and spit out a ball of Samadhi True Fire.

When this samadhi fire fell on Awang's body, Awang's face became distorted and ferocious almost instantly, as if he had experienced some unbearable torture, and he howled in pain.

And under the isolation of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, people outside could not hear her wailing at all.

"No! No!"

Awang shook his head and screamed, his dark face turned pale from the severe pain, and he was sweating profusely.

Lu Yan saw that Awang had already tasted the power of the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, so he took the Samadhi True Fire away.

He looked at the rescued Ngawang who was gasping for breath, and said, "What do I ask and what do you answer? Do you have any questions?"

Hearing Lu Yan's words, Awang shook his head weakly.

She never wanted to taste the pain of being burned by the real fire of Samadhi for the second time.

At this time, Lu Yan wanted to ask her a question, even if he wanted her to commit suicide, she would not refuse!

Compared with death, the pain of being burned by the real fire of Samadhi is even more desperate!

Seeing that Awang was willing to cooperate with him obediently, Lu Yan asked, "Who are you? What's your name?"

Awang replied weakly: "I am from the Wu tribe, and my name is Awang."

Witch?

Lu Yan frowned slightly upon hearing this.

He had never heard of the existence of witches in this world in the past.

"Where did you come from?"

"Never to the west of Zhoushan."

Lu Yan was stunned again.

Not Zhoushan?

Lu Yan looked at Awang and asked, "Where is the Buzhou Mountain you mentioned?"

Awang replied: "In the Far West."

Lu Yan thought for a while, put aside the matter about Bu Zhoushan for a while, and asked, "Did you create these black and purple arrogance?"

Awang nodded and replied: "I am in the camp of the Xiongnu, and Ale is in the camp of the dog army. The witchcraft on them is indeed from our hands."

Witchcraft.

At this time, Lu Yan finally knew the name of this purple-black flame.

Lu Yan asked again: "What is the effect of witch energy?"

Awang replied: "Enhance the warrior's courage, blood and force, and die in battle."

Lu Yan nodded slightly.

The effect of this witchcraft is no different from what he imagined.

It is a BUFF that can be used to improve combat effectiveness.

He asked again: "Why did you Wu clan appear here? Why did you help the Xiongnu and the dog army to attack Daqin?"

Awang replied: "We want the land under the sun."

Lu Yan asked, "What do you mean?"

Awang's face showed a look of sorrow, and he replied: "The west of Buzhou Mountain, the land of the extreme west, is cold and dark, and you will never see the sun."

"Living in this kind of place is really too bitter. We want to live in a place with sunshine, blue sky and green grass. Is it wrong?"

Lu Yan took a deep look at Awang and said, "This is not the reason for you to use the Huns and dog soldiers to attack Daqin and hurt the Huaxia people!"

There are many ways for Wu people to find places with sunshine, blue sky and green grass.

But they chose the most vicious and cruel method!

Awang looked at Lu Yan and said, "War is not the best choice, but it is the fastest way to get everything."

"Because we don't have time to think of a better way."

Lu Yan frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Awang replied: "We live in the west of Buzhou Mountain, in a place of bitter cold. In addition to facing the harsh living environment, we also have to face..."

Having said this, Awang suddenly widened his eyes!

She seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying, her facial features were completely twisted and shrunk into a ball, she looked even more terrifying than a devil!

puff!

Awang's body suddenly exploded, turning into blood and flesh!