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Chapter 13 The Storm Is Coming

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    "Shigala, my son is dead!"

    Tianmang City Lord's Mansion suddenly heard a roar, rolling like thunder, and the servant girls who were laughing and playing, immediately fell silent when they heard this sound, and even a few fox maids bought from humans were shaken to death  Bleeding, and passed out with a whimper.

    Inside the City Lord's Mansion, a tall and mighty figure kept walking back and forth.  This man has a leopard head and eyes, and he is not angry. He is majestic, and when he is angry at this moment, his momentum is even more shocking, and his fighting spirit is leaking unconsciously.

    His vindictiveness was as thick as a mountain and as sharp as a knife. The bluestone slabs under his feet were crushed to powder, and dust and smoke rose everywhere when his feet fell.

    This kind of vision is just a sign that the Dragon Meng Baoxiang has been trained to the realm of fighting spirit like a mountain!

    This person is the lord of Tianmang City among the five southern barbarian cities of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and the patriarch of the Jialuo barbarians, Hu Jialuo.

    Hugala looked coldly at the middle-aged man sitting beside him, his eyes flickering coldly: "Shigala, my real brother! Someone told me that I should kill you first, because you are the most likely to kill me.  Son, the murderer who robbed Longmeng Baoxiang Jue! Say it yourself, how should I deal with you?"

    The middle-aged man Shi Jialuo is Hu Jialuo's younger brother, one of the five major commanders of the barbarians in the Black Flag Town of the Great Zhou Kingdom, and he is in charge of the Tianmangxiang Army.  "Second brother, if I wanted to snatch Longmeng Baoxiangjue, I would have done so sixteen years ago. Why wait until now? Sixteen years ago, you and my brother were competing for the position of patriarch.  Meng Baoxiangjue, even the position of patriarch is mine."

    Hu Jialuo snorted coldly, fixed his eyes on his face, and seemed to want to see his true thoughts from his facial expressions, but to his disappointment, Shi Jialuo always had a calm expression.

    "Sixteen years ago, you and I joined forces to get rid of the eldest brother. You helped me ascend to the position of patriarch. After I became the patriarch, I helped you ascend to the throne of the commander of the five capitals and lead an army alone. I will trust you this time.  That stupid son will die if he dies, at worst, he will have another one, but the Longmeng Baoxiang is definitely the treasure handed down from generation to generation of our Jialuo clan, and it must not fall into the hands of outsiders! How is the investigation going these days?"

    Shi Jialuo was expressionless, and said: "Shaodian's body was found in the spider forest, and the three forbidden soldiers also disappeared in the spider forest. I suspect that Longmeng Baoxiangjue fell into their hands. The origins of these three people have already been revealed."  Find out that they have some inextricable relationship with the nobles in the city. Therefore, I think that the nobles in this city may be instigating them. If this is really the case, it will be difficult to investigate"

    "It's not easy to check, but also to check, what kind of bullshit aristocrats? These pigs and beasts have long been displeased with our Jialuo clan ruling Tianmang City, peeping at my family's fighting spirit!" Hu Jialuo's eyes were fierce, and he said coldly: "  Jia Luo, whoever touches that book will cut off his hand, take a look at it and goug out his eyes, and if he dares to practice it, his entire family will be wiped out! Do you understand?"

    A gleam flashed in Shi Jialuo's eyes, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes." He got up and quietly exited the room. After walking out of the city lord's mansion, Shi Jialuo was relieved.  He muttered: "Longmeng Baoxiang has practiced to the sixth floor, and there is such a terrifying coercion. It really deserves to be ranked seventh in the miraculous fighting spirit list. Back then, I gave up competing for the position of patriarch. Is it really true?"  a mistake¡­¡­"

    "Master Commander, you should have listened to the old man and competed for the position of patriarch!" A white-haired old human man slowly walked out of the corner, wearing a dark purple magic robe with four white clouds embroidered on his chest.  These four white clouds symbolize his strength, a fourth-level magister.

    After the tenth level, the magician becomes a magister, and his strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. He can arbitrarily combine the five magics of earth, water, wind, fire, and darkness, and the power is infinite.  Every time the magister advances one level, a white cloud will be embroidered on his chest.  The four white clouds on the chest of the old magician in front of him can be called a great strong man.

    "It's not too late, is it?" Shi Jialuo showed a slight smile on his fair face, and said, "I just need to execute my second brother's order meticulously. However, the specific execution method is of course up to my second brother."  His cronies came forward, held his banner, tried to offend the nobles in the city, and even went to the main cities such as Heishui Lark to search for suspects wantonly. As a result, the second brother lost all prestige, and the nobles no longer supported him, and even  The other four main cities will also denounce him together. Then, as the commander of my capital, I will raise my arms. If he doesn't obediently abdicate and make way for the virtuous, he will be a rebel, and he will only die!"

    Samo looked at him with admiration, not so much admiration as awe.

    The man in front of him who holds great power is thoughtful and ruthless, unlike other people from southern Xinjiang.  Although in the eyes of outsiders, he is Shi Jialuo's military adviser, but Satsuma knows very well in his heart that this man is not??Need a military adviser to tell him what to do, he just needs someone who listens to him.

    Flattery is also an art. The highest state is not that you try to please the other party deliberately, but that you listen quietly to the other party's speech and let him express his opinions to his heart's content.

    "Even if Hujialuo is forced to abdicate and let you take the position of patriarch, my lord, what if he doesn't hand over the Longmengbaoxiangjue?"

    With his hands behind his back, Shi Jialuo giggled and said, "Is the Dragon Meng Bao Xiang Jue really so important to me? The reason why I didn't compete for the position of patriarch back then was because I got another kind of magic that is not inferior to the Long Meng Bao Xiang Jue."  Heart method. Longmeng Baoxiangjue, I really want to fight"

    "Aman, your strength is getting weaker and weaker, it's really disappointing!"

    Early in the morning, the Wildhammer Village was still the same as it was six years ago. On the square, the Rock Wildhammer carried an iron birch stick and attacked Zhang Debiao like a storm.  In his hands, the iron birch stick is like a poisonous dragon and constrictor, as sharp as a big gun, and as fierce as a giant hammer. It is simple, direct, and domineering, often overwhelming Zhang Debiao.

    After returning from the holy mountain, Zhang Debiao returned to the simple life of the past, exercising for an hour and a half every morning, and took Xiao Hei to hunt in Yulang Canyon in the afternoon.

    Of course, most of the hunting is given to Xiao Hei, the mountain dog, while Zhang Debiao dives into the Sanggan River to hone his spear skills underwater.  strength.

    Sometimes, he also tried to combine the great coffin splitting hand with Qiankunjue, Benlei Jue and other exercises to perfect the Thunderbolt Hand. Although he gained something, the effect was not great.

    Although Zhang Debiao practiced crazily and his strength improved greatly compared to before the coming-of-age ceremony, the more he cultivated, the more he discovered that his father's Rock Wildhammer was still so unfathomable.

    As his strength increased, this feeling became stronger.

    The number one warrior of the Mengzhuan tribe, before his attack, seemed to be always so calm, like an insurmountable mountain.

    "Where has Dad's strength reached? Could it be said that the gap between barbarian fighters and barbarian fighters is really that huge?"

    Zhang Debiao took a deep breath and practiced crazily every day except eating, drinking and sleeping.  This period of time was the period of time when he improved the fastest, and his strength changed almost every day.  However, every time Zhang Debiao raised his barbaric strength to the level of a second-level barbarian, he found to his chagrin after a while that the Longmeng Baoxiang Jue made him return to the first-level barbarian again.

    This peculiar mentality seems to be obsessed with tempering the barbaric energy, and wants to temper this primitive grudge from pig iron to fine steel!

    After another day of practice, Zhang Debiao finished his rest, put the iron gun on his back as usual, and jumped onto Xiao Hei's back.

    "Abba, I'm out hunting!"

    Rock Wildhammer nodded expressionlessly, and watched him leave the village.  The cripple Langtu walked behind him leaning on his cane, and said with a half smile, "Maintain this expression, are you tired?"

    The Rock Wildhammer's resolute face suddenly relaxed, showing a trace of fatigue, and said with a wry smile: "Tired! This bastard, Man, is getting stronger and stronger. Now I have to use all my strength to hold him firmly!"

    The cripple was taken aback: "Could it be that kid is already a barbarian?"

    "No." The Rock Wildhammer shook his head, and said with a strange expression: "He is still a barbarian, and a first-level barbarian, but his strength is so great that even a barbarian like me can't compare"

    The cripple took a deep breath: "Aman, what kind of mind did you choose from the temple? It's so weird that it can lower him from an eighth-level barbarian warrior to a first-level one! By the way, you heard what those merchants said  Is it? There has been a lot of trouble in Tianmang City recently, and Hu Jialuo is chasing and killing people everywhere."

    Rock Wildhammer nodded: "I heard, what's the big deal? The nobles in the city are killing people every day."

    "With your brain, you definitely can't see the tricks in it!" Lang Tu looked at the sky and said leisurely: "Brothers are fighting, it seems that the main city of Tianmang is about to change"

    "None of my business!" Rock Manhammer snorted coldly, turned and left.

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