Turning around, he found that he was the leader of the Bai Qiang tribe, who gradually got closer with his princess, princes, and a group of warriors.

The big leader was about forty years old, with a thick figure and a white wolf mark on the cloak that moved with the wind. He looked at Jiang Yixia with satisfaction.

Jiang Yixia did not disappoint them.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including the stunning princess, and Bai Qiang's face was also somewhat saved, among which only the little prince's soul was a little lost.

"How should I reward the Jiang Guard?" the leader of the Qiang tribe asked with a smile.

"You have been awarded the award, and everything is done."

Jiang Yixia changed very quickly. He quickly put away all his arrogance and respectfully bowed to the leader.

"Dude? Guard Jiang, this is not called duty. If you do not let me down, you should remember a great merit if you defeat this person. When you return to the tribe this time, I will agree to my previous promise to you and give you the four Shura Reincarnation War Charts. When you understand the highest level of Shura sword intent, don't forget to help me unify the great cause!"

The big leader patted Jiang Yixia on the shoulder with a gentle tone, encouraging, and looking forward to a reply.

"I will definitely live up to the high expectations of the Lord and will definitely help the Lord to destroy the Kingdom of Dian!" Jiang Yixia immediately stated his position.

"Yeah, okay, very good!" The chief turned around with a smile.

Jiang Yixia breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a reason for this fear. This great leader has a special identity. Although he does not understand martial arts, he has extremely high prestige among the Five Colors Qiang tribes. This prestige can even support him to become the next only lord who controls the five major Qiang tribes and enjoy the supreme rights of the entire tribe. All this comes from the rumors that he has obtained a treasure of a god.

What's scary is that this rumor is not fake.

Jiang Yixia can confirm this that the last half of the "Shura Ningshuang Snow Sword Intent" he had been pursuing for many years was in the hands of the leader.

At the same time, this great leader is also the younger brother of the current Bai Qiang clan leader. If he had been willing, the position of Bai Qiang clan leader would definitely be his. It is not difficult to guess why Prince Hun's mother kept secretly sending a message to this uncle.

Thinking of himself, in order to get the sword score, Jiang Yixia had to endure it. He slowly let out a breath, followed the leader to the ice sculpture, and accompanied Yi Shaocheng to the side for at least three breaths.

Finally, the Qiang giant, the future Qiang king, said with gritted teeth every word: "The Han people often say that the ignorant is fearless. Guard Jiang, I order you to put the head of this ignorant person on the gun bar and take it back to the tribe and stand it before my tent. I want him to always look at me like this and look in my eyes. Perhaps only in this way can his soul understand how sad the consequences of offending me Qiang people! Come on, take this for me and suck his soul dry!"

This is a very strong murderous intent and a strong hatred.

So the beautiful concubine on the side quickly hugged the prince's soul in her arms.

Most of the people's eyes noticed that the leader turned around and handed him a mercury skull bottle to Guard Jiang.

The soul-summoning bottle is only more than five inches high, making it look relatively small.

But even such a small thing, as strong as the guard of Jiang, had a big face, and his palms were trembling. This was actually a contraband product of the Qiang tribe - the Soul Conjuring Bottle. From the moment Jiang Yixia came into contact with the bottle, she seemed to have come to the depths of the tomb, and her blood was frozen and it was difficult to move.

Jiang Yixia thought to herself: "Although it is a treasure, it has caused a lot of damage to the body."

Even ordinary Qiang people know that the soul-summoning bottle can collect human wronged souls. The weapons used to cast have their own cursive effects. Because this has magical functions for forging divine weapons, it is called a treasure. However, because this thing is too inhumane and often leads to unbounded killings, the leaders of various Qiang tribes issued a death order at the same time. For such absolute danger and absolutely forbidden items, they will immediately destroy the holder.

Everyone turned their eyes to the soul-summoning bottle, feeling and shocked.

Of course, the leader of Bai Qiang also enjoyed this process very much. After all, the ability to use such unscrupulous prohibited items is also a manifestation of identity.

Among the crowd, there was only the little prince soul of the Qiang tribe, and still kept his eyes on the frozen and frozen Yi Shaocheng.

After a while, there was a hint of joy in the prince's eyes.

It turned out that Yi Shaocheng did not give up. The ice layer outside his body began to crack a slight trace of tiny patterns from the inside out.

This pattern is like a flower of hope, slowly stretching and blooming.

It is not only Yi Shaocheng's own hope, but also the hope of the soul.

At this time, the little prince was more anxious than Yi Shaocheng. He really hoped that he could rush out quickly and fight with Guard Jiang again. It would be better to win Guard Jiang, so that he could confirm his inference just now - it would be a pity for this Han man to kill him.

But fantasy is fantasy after all.

When Yi Shaocheng's eyes moved, cracks instantly filled his body. When Prince Hun saw it, he was immediately frightened and couldn't help but exclaim:

"Yeah, he came alive. He really came alive."

It doesn't matter if this is called, it scares everyone to lose their possession.

The first thought of everyone by sensing is to escape.

That's right!

Escape is not a shame.

Yi Shaocheng is a frozen tiger, a god of killing. He had told them with his actions that he had carried the heads of eight or nine warriors above the gun. Don’t take risks for such a brutal enemy. The best choice is to keep the distance first and then counterattack.

However, this fear lasted too short.

Because in this moment, Yi Shaocheng broke through the stagnation and broke free from the ice. The ice slag burst and fell to the ground like broken glass.

He didn't stop any longer, and the meridians in his body were like countless crazy dragons, whistling and twitching wildly. At the same time, it mobilized some energy that had just recovered when it was frozen in his body... The spear in his hand penetrated the golden armor of the Bai Qiang leader from behind, and then entered the chest cavity and stirred it suddenly. The internal organs of the leader immediately broke, blood splattered, and the beautiful princess's face was shivering from her chest, which scared her to death.

The chief did not die immediately, but he screamed in greater horror than death.

"No! Don't... take the soul-conjuring bottle. Ah... I don't want to fall into hell... I don't want..."

At this time, the bottle held in Jiang Yixia's hand became heavier and heavier, completely becoming a gathering place, crazily absorbing the soul fragments of the great leader. The Qiang people are not false, the weight of a person's soul comes from a person's achievements...

The great leader has created so many achievements in his life.

These actions are presented one by one when the soul is absorbed by the soul-summoning bottle. For example, he led his people to kill a remote city in the Allied Junjun Jucheng Kingdom. For example, he once seized foreign worship and fed his personal pockets... But all this is not as brilliant as the most brilliant thing he did, that is,

Enjoy the most beautiful face of the world with this beautiful concubine. Yes, the soul is not his brother's child, but... his.
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