My space becomes the world

Chu Xinghe walked on the streets of the Barbarians. Different from the liveliness last time, the Barbarian Valley was deserted at this time, and no one could be seen.

"It's noon now, maybe everyone has gone home for dinner." Chu Xinghe, thinking this, quickly arrived at Wang Hao's yard.

Wang Hao's house is not closed, as is the case among barbarians. It is not an exaggeration to say that "the house is not closed at night".

Chu Xinghe walked into the yard and walked around but didn't see Wang Hao and his wife.

"Strange, where did Brother Mouse go?"

While he was doubting, he suddenly heard the sound of killing in the distance.

Chu Xinghe had a bad premonition in his heart, and without thinking much, he used his body skills and quickly ran towards the direction where the sound came from.

From a distance, I saw barbarians confronting a group of outsiders. The two sides stood on one side, and in the open space in the middle, the wild dragon was fighting with a young man. The two sides refused to give in to each other, and their fists went to the flesh.

Chu Xinghe relaxed and walked slowly to the rear of the barbarians without disturbing anyone.

I saw the young man fighting with the wild dragon in the middle of the clearing. He had dark skin, a leopard head and eyes, and his muscles were very developed. He was about the same size as the wild dragon.

The two of them had similar cultivation levels. Looking at the two people with bruises and swollen faces, Chu Xinghe guessed that they had been fighting for a long time.

Looking further to the side, Barbarian Batian led the clan elders to sit directly in front of the Barbarians. Standing in the back row were young men from the Barbarian tribe, Man Shengnan, and Man Xiaoman among them. Only Wang Hao was missing.

Looking at the opposite side, the formation is similar, but the people on the other side are not as many as the barbarians. The only difference was that there was an old man in Taoist robes sitting in the front row, who looked a little out of place. Behind the old Taoist priest stood a young Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes.

After seeing the situation clearly, Chu Xinghe slowly pushed his way to the front. The barbarians who were pushed away looked happy when they saw that the person coming was Chu Xinghe. They all gave up their positions.

When Chu Xinghe came forward, Wang Hao was sitting cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breath. The blood on his chest showed that he had been injured.

Chu Xinghe's face suddenly darkened, and anger filled his heart.

Without moving forward, he gently patted the shoulder of the boy in front of him.

The young man was watching the battle of the wild dragons with all his attention. He was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. He was startled and turned around angrily.

When he saw that the person taking the photo was Chu Xinghe, he immediately showed a smile. Just as he was about to shout loudly, Chu Xinghe covered his mouth.

"Keep your voice down"

Man Sheng nodded obediently.

"Brother-in-law, why are you here? Where have you been for so many days?"

Chu Xinghe's face turned dark when he was called brother-in-law. He had no time to care about it. He asked instead: "What happened here? How did Wang Hao get injured."

Speaking of this matter, Man Sheng's little face was full of anger: "It's not those guys from the Desolate tribe who did it. You want to avenge your eldest brother-in-law."

"Desolate tribe"? Chu Xinghe frowned, "Please tell me in detail."

Man Sheng no longer hesitated and told what happened.

"The guys across the way claimed to be some kind of desolate tribe. They came to us barbarians to snatch the totem slate. That bullshit young clan leader across the way wanted to challenge Sister Shengnan and made some provocative remarks. The elder brother-in-law was so angry that he came on the field and was beaten by that guy. hurt."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed at a short but strong young man opposite. The young man's arm was wrapped in white cloth, and dark red blood seeped out on the white cloth.

Although flesh injuries are the fastest for monks to recover from, judging from the young man's pale face, this injury is not light.

"I don't know what our clan leader is thinking. We insist on fighting one by one. If you ask me, all the old and young men of our barbarian race will rush forward together and kill these idiots."

Following Man Sheng's explanation, Chu Xinghe basically figured out what was going on. Wasn't it just an arena battle?

At this time, Wang Hao had finished healing his wounds, stood up, and looked at Man Shengnan beside him with a guilty look on his face.

"Madam, I have embarrassed you. It's all my fault for not practicing well."

Man Shengnan shook his head and said with concern: "How can I blame you? Even if I play, I may not be Araki's opponent. You are already very powerful. How are your injuries?"

Wang Hao patted his chest and said, "It's okay. It won't take more than three or two days to recover."

Chu Xinghe looked at the performance of the two people and made some guesses. Although Wang Hao was injured, his opponent Araki did not get any advantage.

At this time, the battle in the field was over. The Barbarian Dragon lived up to expectations and defeated his opponent, riding on the young man of the Desolate Tribe and giving him a punch.

The barbarian youth could only hold their heads in defense.

"Admit defeat"

The person who spoke was the leader of the Desolate Clan, who seemed to be the clan leader.

"Barbarian dragon," step back, Barbarian Batian said, not letting the barbarian dragon continue to attack.

Seeing the failure of his tribe, the leader of the Desolate tribe was not angry. Looking at Man Batian, he said loudly: "Man Batian, although there is one victory and one loss now, your young clan leader does not dare to accept the challenge, which is a bit unjustifiable.

In my opinion, you'd better send the young people up, otherwise you should admit defeat. "

Barbarian Batian laughed: "Huang Wuya, I'm afraid you are not an old fool. The competition between the young clan leaders of our clan has already ended. According to the rules of Barbarian, we, the Barbarians, have already accepted the challenge."

"Bilian? What is that?" Chu Xinghe didn't understand what Huang Wuya said and asked Man Sheng next to him.

"Bilian, that is the honorific title for the spouse of the young patriarch. Sister Shengnan is the young patriarch of the barbarian tribe, so the barbarians respectfully call the eldest brother-in-law "Bilian". If the young patriarch is a man, his spouse is called "Yizhi" .”

Chu Xinghe suddenly realized that he had just learned that Man Shengnan was the young clan leader of the Barbarian tribe. It makes sense when you think about it. As the daughter of the Barbarian clan leader, Man Shengnan is the young clan leader.

And it seems that the barbarians do not reject female patriarchs.

"Barbaric rules? You are right, that's what I want. According to the barbaric rules, "An Heda" can be sent to the tribal battle.

Our "Anheda" is the master of Xianyun Temple, "He Taoist". "

As he spoke, Huang Wuya put his right fist against his heart and nodded to the old man next to him. The old man named "Crane Taoist" smiled slightly, flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and returned the favor.

Upon hearing the words "An Heda", Man Batian's face darkened.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with this matter. Time is running out. Where can we, the barbarians, invite an 'Anheda' to come? Let's try with someone else."

Huang Wuya laughed loudly and said: "If there is no 'An Heda', just admit defeat and hand over the totem slate."

Barbarian Batian and the clan elders all looked very ugly.

"In a battle between An Heda and one side, you will lose. You must have calculated that our barbarians do not have An Heda. That's why you deliberately challenged me. Huang Wuya, you are so despicable."