Lord is the devil

Setting Yang simply sat down cross-legged, exercised his kung fu to heal his injuries, and the fight with that Taoist made him realize his shortcomings, but he also suffered some injuries.

The biggest gain is to know your own flaws in advance, so as to avoid the misfortune of becoming an ignorant devil in the future.

Sitting for a long time, he suddenly felt that the sense of touch on his body was not right. The gravity of the sky and the earth prevented him from stretching too much divine sense, and it could only work around him. Other than that, he was basically the same as a human being. It could only be seen with the naked eye at a distance, but his body was forced to stretch. Unable to move due to pressure, he had no choice but to sit cross-legged to heal his injuries.

So he didn't realize something was wrong until the strange thing crawled up his body.

Opening his eyes, he saw a small snake crawling on his feet. The body of the snake was inconspicuous gray. It was half the length of an arm. Xinzi went back and forth between the snake's mouth, looking full of aura.

Setting Yang looked at this special little snake with great interest, and put his hand on his leg with difficulty, the little snake immediately climbed up the back of his hand along his leg, wrapped his tail around his little finger, raised the letter and hissed in his direction ~

Setting Yang scanned his body with his spiritual sense, and saw a mountain of spiritual stones in the savings bag, he took out one and threw it over with his spiritual sense.

Then lazily withdrew his body, coiled it on the back of his hand, slowly swallowed the spirit stone, and just after swallowing it, he raised the snake's head and hissed at him~

The setting sun knew that it was greedy, so he drove his divine sense to take out a few spirit stones. After feeding a few spirit stones, the spirit snake settled down on him, and lazily crawled into his clothes along the hem of his clothes.

The setting sun didn't care too much, so he let it crawl. Being in a foreign land, it would be good to have company. He wanted to play with the new thing, but his hands and feet were inconvenient, and he couldn't use any strength. Only his spiritual thoughts were compressed to the whole body Inch, but still able to move freely.

The setting sun was about to resume his meditation, but he heard the sound of horseshoes coming from several miles around him, the sound was like thunder, which could be seen to be menacing.

The setting sun remained calm, waiting to see what people would do.

Soon I saw a group of people riding horses, the leader was very imposing, but the clothes were not proper, but they were wrapped in animal skins from the early years, showing a strong body.

The man held a spear in his hand and wore a beast crown on his head. He had a burly figure, and his horse was also extremely fat. The bowl-sized horse's hoof stopped a few inches beside him in time.

A spear stabbed at him, and the setting sun keenly realized that the target was not his vital point, so he did not hide, the spear stabbed down, picked up his hair band and left, the man put away the spear, and his hair was hanging on the spear bring.

Setting Yang's hair was scattered all over the floor, a little sticking to his face, it felt slightly itchy to the touch, he wanted to take care of it, but he couldn't do anything about it.

The man picked up the hairband and rubbed it, "It's such a thin fabric, A Huan must like it."

Then the man turned his head and looked at him, "Boy, take off your clothes and wear them for my spouse to look good. You are a man, it would be a waste to wear them for you."

The setting sun narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the waves rolled through his heart.

"Of course, I won't ask for your clothes in vain. If I'm not wrong, you must be trapped here." He continued, speaking with an unquestionable momentum, "It's fine here during the day, but at night It's time for those big game hunts.

You can't move alone, you're not going to be killed, I can come to get the clothes at that time, but I'm afraid that those beasts don't know how to appreciate them, so it's not worth scratching such a good clothes. "

Seeing that he was unmoved, the man continued to seduce: "One piece of clothing is for your life. This is a good deal. I can also bring you to the tribe and let you take root in the tribe."

After listening carefully for a long time, Setting Yang shrugged slightly, "I seem to have no choice."

While speaking, he had already changed the clothes that had been transformed into star disks, and replaced them with a similar one from Jiufeng Bell's space. His movements were too fast for anyone to notice.

Although Setting Yang cannot move his body, his spiritual thoughts can temporarily replace his hands and feet.

After not leaving for a long time, the horse impatiently stepped left and right. The man held Mahler and said with a smile, "Okay, come on, come and change his clothes."

Two people got off the horse, walked to his side, took off his coat, even the obscene clothes, leaving only a pair of obscene trousers to wrap around his body, and then put him in a sackcloth again.

Although it was a bit rough, it was better than *, and the setting sun didn't like those people wearing animal skins.

The setting sun secretly manipulated the astrolabe all over the sky, and turned into a suit of obscene clothes, pampered and pampered for a long time, he has become used to using the best for everything, even the fabric of the clothes.

As soon as the man lifted his chin, he walked away first, and immediately lifted him up on the horse and left.

Not long after, he arrived at the tribe he was talking about, arranged for Setting Yang to stay in a wooden house with young and old, and huddled together with the children of that family.

Lying on the bed, he could only move a little bit, and he simply asked the child to help him get into a good posture and continue to meditate.

The child was dark and was also wrapped in animal skins. During dinner, he came in and gave him a bowl of rough rice soup. He gave up the idea of ​​eating after just one glance.

The bowl of rice porridge also contained rice husks and some fine sand and stones. It was originally a bowl of white porridge, but it turned into a mixed porridge.

Can Yang felt disgusted, but seeing the child staring at the bowl of soup, he generously said, "I don't have any appetite, you should eat it!"

The child's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Swallowing while speaking, looking impatient, Setting Yang looked a little sad, unexpectedly, this place can't even eat enough.

Although he is a devil, he also has targets, old people, women, children, how can he deal with them?

The reason why he was named the devil was because he did what he wanted, was unruly, and didn't want to be restrained.

Setting Yang nodded in his expectant eyes, "You can use it now!"

He winked happily, took the bowl of porridge carefully and drank it, and smirked while drinking, "You are so kind."

He squinted his eyes and forced a smile. He has been serious for many years, but now it is difficult to even smile.

The child froze for a moment, maybe he was frightened by his smile, so he didn't want to pay attention to it, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.He wants to integrate into this world as soon as possible and master the power here.

Three days later, the setting sun was able to walk normally, but he was a little inflexible. His favorite thing was to sit on the big tree at the entrance of the tribe, overlooking the whole tribe.

Every morning, the men go out to hunt, the women do housework, and the children learn to hunt and survive.

The environment in this world is harsh, and the whole people advocate survival of the fittest, which is very cruel, and all the beasts are strong and strong, strong and flexible.

They have to do heavy and dirty work since they were young, plow the fields, feed the horses, weave and sew clothes, and they are proficient in everything.

Every evening, the men would return to the tribe, and the women would wait by the only river in the tribe to welcome them.

Not long after, another dusk came, and the women rushed from home to the riverside to dress up for a while, adding some color to themselves.

The setting sun keenly noticed a snow-white figure looming in the crowd, and the clothes were clearly familiar, and after a closer look, it was not his clothes and long robes.

He has been pampered and pampered for many years, and the fabrics he uses are all high-quality. From a distance, he looks extraordinary, and he looks like a noble son.

Although the man couldn't wear the immortal temperament, he was a bit elegant, and it was clear from the envious and jealous eyes of others.

The setting sun clings to the branch with his arms around his chest, his left leg rests on his right leg, and his back rests on the root of the tree, leisurely.

He sits high and can see far away. From a distance, he can see a group of people riding horses, pulling dead prey. Everyone is full of energy, and even the footsteps of the horses are much heavier, which shows that they have gained a lot.

Women and children rushed to meet her. Some cried, while others laughed. Those who cried because their husbands had died, and those who laughed because their husbands had returned.

This is a tribe where the husband is the sky. When the man dies, the family is gone.It is possible to marry twice here, naturally because there are fewer women and more men.

Today is a good day. People who have harvested a lot set up a fire by the river, and a huge stone pot is hung on the shelf, and the meat of wild animals is burned in it.

Men and women were talking about love by the river, and when they talked about the excitement, they went to Wushan on the spot. The scene was shocking, perhaps because the atmosphere was contagious. One took the lead, and the people behind joined in.

When there are too many people, the scene will be spectacular, and there is a sense of profanity everywhere.

Setting Yang felt impatient, so he simply turned his back and didn't look at it.

As an outsider in the tribe, he is not welcome. In their impression, Setting Sun doesn't have a broad back, nor a chest full of muscles, so the girls don't like him, and he despises these rough people even more. bitches.

This is just a transition for him.

After the * was over, the people officially fell into the carnival. The setting sun was not affected by them. He got down from the tree and walked alone by the fire in a corner, picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the fire, staring at the burning fire in a daze.

He didn't come back to himself until someone brought a bowl of broth in front of him.

It was the dark child, showing his white teeth and smiling happily at him.

Setting Yang took it silently, and said half aloud, "Thank you!"

He can't use energy now, he can only use force. As we all know, the way of body training consumes a lot of energy, and the energy that needs to be absorbed every time is several times more than that of Qi training. In ancient times, body training was a waste of money, and few people could persist.

However, there are wild beasts everywhere here, and the wild beasts eat spiritual grass and drink spiritual springs to grow up.

The child smiled even more happily, staring at the setting sun with blank eyes, and didn't speak.

A month later...

The setting sun succeeded in becoming an excellent hunter by relying on his infallible human arrows, and was regarded as the number one archer in the tribe.

Only he knows how much water is in this title. Human arrows will never fail. As long as there is enough real energy, it will be no problem to circle the entire tribe.

But they didn't know that Setting Yang was also happy to be an outsider who gradually integrated into the core of the tribe.

At noon, the sun was shining directly, it was scorching hot, the heat in the air was flowing, and the wind was hot on the body.

The movement of the true essence is hindered, and the setting sun can only take water to enjoy the coolness like ordinary people.

He took off his clothes and poured a bucket of cold water over his head, which felt refreshing and refreshing.

Suddenly someone's footsteps hurriedly came from behind, and the pitch-black child called me anxiously, "It's not good, it's not good, the neighboring tribe is attacking."