My Twenty-four Heavens

The existence of classes is longer than the existence of human civilization.

In the Youchong tribe, which is filled with the smell of blood, there are painful wailing and suppressed sobbing everywhere.

The warriors, with red eyes, carried the wounded and corpses in the tribe.

The whole tribe is shrouded in a sad but powerless atmosphere.

In the largest and strongest house among the tribe, the young Chonghua sat quietly on a chair covered with animal skins.

Under the dancing flames, Chonghua's face seemed to be flickering.

In the oppressive atmosphere, Chonghua looked at the strong man who had been standing in the room for a long time, and said calmly:

Are you sure that person just now...is the son of that sinner?

Master Patriarch, I'm sure!

Although we rarely go hunting from Hayama, it's not like we haven't been there before.

That person just now is definitely a descendant of the sinner Si Gun.

His name is Si Yu.

As soon as Chonghua's voice fell, the man covered with hideous scars quickly replied in a respectful tone.

He knew very well what kind of wisdom and strength this young patriarch possessed.

Otherwise, he would not succeed in succeeding to the position of tribal patriarch when he was regarded as unknown by the tribe.

okay, I get it.

You go down first, organize the young people in the tribe as soon as possible, and clean up the corpse.

After the eerie silence, Chonghua spoke quietly, and the strong man left as if he had been pardoned.

Father, it seems that the sinner succeeded back then.

But...he seems to be hiding a lot from you.

After there were no outsiders in the room, Chonghua looked at another old man in the room and said in a low tone.

No, Brother Si Gun won't lie to us!

As soon as Chonghua's words fell, the old man retorted with a flushed face as if he had been stimulated by something.

Seeing his own father, Chonghua had a smile on his face:

My father, you are still so naive.

People are selfish, otherwise, how can you explain why Si Yu has such power.

Having said that, Chonghua took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions as stable as possible, and said word by word:

Father, you must know that it is the power that can unify the human race.

No, definitely not.

Chonghua's father was still in a daze, he couldn't accept what Chonghua said.

After shaking his head slightly, Chonghua got up from the animal skin chair, looked at the messy tribe outside the window, and said unquestionably:

I need to get that power!

...

Roar!

Seeing Dayu who kept approaching him, Chen Chuhe's hairs all exploded, and he let out a deep roar.

roll!

Don't beat me!

After a low growl, Chen Chuhe turned his head in anger.

This action made Dayu laugh dumbly, he knew that Xiao Jin was angry.

Although he didn't know why Xiaojin was angry, Dayu still stroked Chen Chuhe's satin-like hair and said in relief:

Xiao Jin, don't be angry, okay? I know I was wrong.

So what do you say you did wrong?

When Chen Chuhe heard the words, his furry ears trembled, as if he was waiting for Dayu's next words.

How about I give you a barbecue later?

Feeling the silky feeling from the palm, Dayu asked tentatively.

Roar!

Still don't know where I went wrong?

Chen Chuhe turned his head angrily, without even looking at Dayu.

Do not touch me!

Feeling that Dayu's hand is still touching himself,

Chen Chuhe slapped his palm away with his tail.

Afterwards, the arrogant Chen Chuhe got up slowly, without even looking at Dayu, and walked towards his little house.

Dayu blinked, and there was great doubt in his small eyes.

As a native of the Taichu Realm, Dayu couldn't imagine that a divine beast would have the idea of ​​becoming a human emperor.

...

The tranquility at the foot of Mount Yu was not affected by the affairs of the Youchong tribe.

The sun rose as usual the next day, and the sun once again filled the earth.

It smells like a human!

Chen Chuhe suddenly opened his golden eyes and looked into the depths of the valley, his nose fluttering slightly.

His strong sense of smell made him immediately aware that there was a wave of humans approaching the foot of Mount Yu in the depths of the valley.

Did the power that Dayu possessed make some people tempted?

There was a flash of understanding in Chen Chuhe's eyes, he knew very well what it meant to have a human come over at this juncture.

Under Chen Chuhe's deep gaze, a group of people soon appeared in his sight.

It was a group of old people being supported by young people, and each of their faces was covered with traces of time.

These people, like Si Gun, possessed spiritual power.

They were the lucky ones among the group of people who responded to Si Gun's call more than ten years ago.

Looking at those old but extremely familiar faces, a look of helplessness flashed in Si Gun's eyes.

He thought of many possibilities, but he never thought of this possibility.

In order to gain the power of the bone inscriptions, the Youchong tribe wanted to roast themselves on the fire.

As the former tribal patriarch, the wise Si Gun knew very well what the significance of these people appearing here was.

I used to think that I was a slogan for the human race, and caused heavy casualties to the Youchong tribe, but what I got in return was mental power that had no effect.

But today, when these people appeared here, they reminded themselves silently that they came for the human race.

Playing the righteousness of the human race and the emotional card together, Si Gun, who has dedicated half his life to the Youchong tribe, is simply irresistible.

well……

Thinking about it carefully, we should not have seen each other for more than ten years.

Young people nowadays are really scary young people.

With a complicated sigh, Si Gun said something meaningful.

Afterwards, Si Gun invited everyone to enter his foul-smelling small courtyard.

Si Gun knew very well that unless he completely broke with the Youchong tribe, the power of bone inscriptions would eventually be obtained by the Youchong tribe.

But... will he and Dayu break with the Youchong tribe?

Although the power of bone inscriptions is miraculous, it still can't make Dayu become like Xia Qi, suppressing an era by himself.

Dayu had the ability to protect a huge tribe, but he was unable to suppress an era.

Only by spreading the power of bone inscriptions can the human race become truly powerful.

And the co-lord of the human race is not self-proclaimed by one person, he needs countless people to follow him.

At least, Xiao Jin and Dayu are best friends.

Looking at those old friends who came here as if reminiscing about the past, although Si Gun's eyes were cloudy, his heart was like a mirror.

After all, Dayu still has his own advantages.

Spiritual power, the basis for obtaining bone inscription power.

But the source of the bone inscriptions lies in the mysterious Xiaojin.