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Except for the shamans, no one saw that when Chu Wushuang entered the delivery room, the faint golden light on her body made the things coveting the dragon's energy inside scream shrilly, and the long whistling sound shook the aura of the world. stand up.

The shamans who arrived first froze, the stronger ones turned pale, and the weaker ones already vomited blood.

Ordinary people have lost their expressions, and their souls have left their bodies unconsciously.

Xie Ange rang the soul-calling bell, stabilized the souls of everyone, and said coldly, "I think you will be fine for the time being, the shamans are seriously injured, and you must rest for a while, and you can't do it again in a short time. "

"Shulebeile, I'll take my leave first." After speaking, Xie Ange turned and left without waiting for Nu Erhachi to answer.

"Wait!" A suppressed angry voice sounded from behind Xie Ange, and Nu Erhachi's eyes were wide open, showing murderous intent, "My side Fujin hasn't given birth yet, so you dare to leave?"

He paused every word, and every sentence was almost ground out with his teeth. He held the saber tightly in one hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were ferocious.

It has been a long time since he used the thirteen sets of armor left by his grandfather and father to raise troops and began to unify the Jianzhou Jurchen. No one dared to shame him like this for a long time.

Today's worry about his wife and children and the anxiety of waiting for a long time, like a mountain pressing on Nu Erhachi, and being scolded by Dong Ge, his mood dropped to freezing point.

Now he is still underestimated by the shaman he regarded as anything and everything.

Nu Erhachi felt like the ignited gunpowder was about to explode.

Xie Ange turned around, looked up and down like a real person, and carefully sized up the founding king of the Later Jin Dynasty. He was the one who laid the foundation for the establishment of the Qing Dynasty.

At that moment, Nu Erhachi felt as if he was standing naked in this world, and all his thoughts, no matter they were dirty or despicable, no matter whether they were ambitious or sure to win, seemed to be exposed to the light of day. The bottom is seen through by the world.

He felt fear, and the humiliation of fear.

"Shulebeile, I call you Baylor because I respect you. After all, you have contributed a lot to the tribe, but this does not mean that you are different from other tribesmen in my eyes."

"It's the same for other people. Don't take yourself too seriously, you are no different from other people."

"Or, do you think you can surpass your clansmen?"

Xie Ange's voice was calm, and it was precisely because it was so calm that people realized his firmness and disdain.

Indeed, for shamans, there is no distinction between high and low among clansmen.

The reason why the shamans are willing to come today is not because of Nu Erhachi's noble status, but because he is a Jurchen, and his side Fujin is going to give birth to a Jurchen—that is even Jurchen's hope for the future.

Usually, the shamans are willing to give Nu Erhachi a little more face, which is to thank him for his contribution to the growth of Jurchen.

Blood color climbed onto Nu Erhachi's forehead and ears, he really regarded himself as the master of Jurchen.In the future, all Jurchens will submit to him.

He looked at the other shamans, wondering if they saw him the same way as Alinbao, and felt that he was no different from ordinary Jurchens.

The other shamans didn't speak, but this was already an attitude.

Shamans have the ability to control the weather, predict, interpret dreams, divination, cure, fight, and connect with the upper, middle and lower worlds.

In this world, apart from the clansmen, they have nothing to care about.

The original owner's wish to get married and have children was not out of his own selfishness, but because in order to grow the clan, there must be population and talents, especially clansmen with pure blood.After all, the current Jianzhou Jurchen population is still too small.

In the future, to conquer cities and lands and govern the country, talents will be needed everywhere.

In the eyes of shamans, only clansmen are worthy of trust.Non-my family, its heart must be different.

The shamans collectively looked at him with indifference and even dissatisfaction, as if a plate of cold water was poured on him, and Nu Erhachi's anger froze.

Seeing that he had nothing to say, Xie Ange turned and left.

The other shamans also left together, and they were somewhat dissatisfied with the increasingly arrogant Nu Erhachi.

Today they were all injured because of his side Fujin. Nu Erhachi didn't appreciate it, but wanted to stop them from leaving. It was really arrogant, and he didn't take the shamans and the clansmen seriously.

Does he really regard himself as the master of the Jurchens?

No, the Jurchens don't need a master!Even Daming cannot become the master of the Jurchens!

What the Jurchens need is a leader who can lead them out of control and become their own masters!

But Nu Erhachi is a Jurchen, a member of their clan, and he once brought hope to Jianzhou Jurchen, so the shamans still have a glimmer of hope for him.

If it really doesn't work, the shamans have another—even a better choice—Huang Taiji!

Nu Erhachi frowned tightly, the corners of his mouth were pulled down, and his face was full of terrible hostility.

The servants in the yard wished they could become a grain of sand and disappear from Shulebeile's eyes.

They were desperate. After hearing Baylor's scandal, would they still have a way out?

Especially the slaves who were not of Jurchen origin, their legs and feet were as soft as noodles, and they wanted to dig a hole to hide themselves.

These people who witnessed the Shura field did not end well, and the slaves were sacrificed as human sacrifices.The other servants were lucky to be dumb, after all, they saved their lives.

Of course, this is a story.

With the heroine in charge, all ghosts and ghosts dare not come to invade, and Meng Gu Zhezhe's situation quickly improved.

However, this is temporary.Once there is no hero or heroine around Meng Guzhe, she will be robbed of the dragon energy that should be used for body protection, and what's more, her soul will be torn apart and eaten, and she will never be able to enter reincarnation.

Nu Erhachi is brave and good at fighting, and has a strong murderous aura on his body. Only ghosts are afraid of him, but he is not afraid of ghosts, so even if he also has dragon aura, he is not afraid of being harmed by ghosts in the underworld.

In the middle of the night, the delivery room was filled with loud cries of babies.

The male protagonist of "Unparalleled", Nu Erhachi's eighth elder brother, Aixinjueluo Huang Taiji, was born!

After returning home, Xie Ange took out the soul calling bell, turned it slowly like turning a Buddhist bead, and twirled each small bell with his thumb.

He took off his hat, lowered his brows and eyes, and sat on the kang like a jade carving. His black and white eyes were as cold as a layer of ice, and the coldness and coercion unintentionally radiated made the whole room feel so cold. It became a vacuum.

There is no breeze, the light does not change, and the sound completely disappears.

Here, the flow of time loses its meaning.

This room is forgotten by the world.

The usually lively infant spirits were also completely silent, and the hexagonal palace lantern on the table remained motionless.

***

After Huang Taiji was born, Nu Erhachi held a grand celebration ceremony.

Before winter was over, Chu Wushuang returned to Haixi Jurchen, and met the Amma in this body——Bu Zhai.

Although Bu Zhai loved her especially because of Dong Ge's beauty, as time passed, Chu Wushuang was still touched by Bu Zhai's love and gradually accepted this father.

The second year was the 21st year of Wanli (AD 1593).

The strength of the Jurchen in Jianzhou has posed a great threat to the Fourth Division of the Jurchen in Haixi.

Bu Zhai wanted to attack the Jianzhou Jurchens first. In order to win over the powerful Wula tribe, he betrothed Chu Wushuang to Buzhan Taibeile of the Wula tribe, and formed an alliance with the Wula tribe.

Immediately, Buzhai joined forces with the Hada, Wula, and Huifa tribes of Haixi Jurchen, the Zhusheli and Neyin tribes of Changbai Mountain, and the Horqin, Xibo, and Gualcha tribes of Mongolia to form a nine tribes headed by the Yehe tribe to attack. Jianzhou was defeated and cut in half by Nu Erhachi.

Nu Erhaci only returned half of the body to Haixi Jurchen, and at the same time he announced that he would return the other half of Buzhai's body only if Haixi Jurchen dedicated Dong Ge to him.

When half of Bu Zhai's body returned to Haixi Jurchen, Chu Wushuang was so sad that he fainted on the spot.

When she woke up, she heard Buzhai's eldest son, Buyangu, tell Nu Erhaci's conditions, and she suddenly felt bad.

She felt chilled and disgusted!

Only in this kind of uncivilized society of slavery can there be such a phenomenon that aunts and nephews serve one husband together!

Chu Wushuang no longer had the heart to indulge in grief, but immediately said decisively: "I will never marry a man who kills my father! I, Yehenara Dongge, swear here that whoever killed Nu Erhachi , I will marry whoever! If you violate this oath, you will be struck by lightning!"

The heroine's oath stunned everyone present.

Her fiancé Buzhan Taibele was captured during the attack on Jianzhou, so she temporarily regained her freedom.

However, the heroine's beauty made her doomed not to live according to her own will.

The author has something to say:

Today's chapter is a bit tangled, and it reads a bit weird, but I don't know where it is strange. What do you think?

I can't control it, so I have to complain, why is Nu Erhachi's Nu Er harmonized into □□? ? ?