A short and stocky "Huomolo" tribesman with fiery red hair saw an old acquaintance, Jiang Nanmen, and immediately walked over staggeringly with a wine bottle in his eyes.
He said inarticulately: "It turns out that it's General Jiang.
Come and drink a bottle of wine with us, our little prince Jiuloshi.
We won't go back until we're drunk."
This "Homoluo" tribesman was already very drunk.
After he said this, his feet slipped and he fell to the ground.
But he was so drunk that he couldn't feel the pain.
A moment later, he snored loudly, and he didn't even realize that his knees were bruised.
"This group of people is really undisciplined."
When Jiang Nanmen saw this scene, he suddenly trembled with anger.
If there were any sergeants in the Qingjia Forbidden Army who were so lax, he would have been furious and punished them severely with military discipline.
But it happened that he couldn't control these people from the "Homoluo" tribe, and he couldn't beat them.
There was absolutely nothing he could do against them.
"Commander Jiang, let's go, let's go find their little prince Jiuloshi and have a meeting with him."
Qin Ming's voice was cold and without any emotion.
If anyone familiar with Qin Ming is here, they will know that Qin Ming is about to get angry.
In the magnificent tent in the middle of the Humala tribe, Prince Juroshi was sitting in the middle.
It is rumored that Jiuloshi, the little prince of the "Huomolo" tribe, is extremely talented in cultivation.
At a young age, he has already practiced the family's holy fire palm technique to the tenth level, breaking through the elixir transformation stage.
He is very loved by the current leader of the Huomolo tribe. .
He is now in the middle stage of Jindan cultivation.
His short fiery red hair is like a blazing bonfire.
He has a full face of beard.
He is only in his thirties, but he looks like he is in his fifties or sixties. , It is said that the Huomaluo tribe has the blood of a strange beast flowing in their bodies.
They have special talents and their lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary people.
Almost most people can live to the age of one hundred, twenty or thirty years old.
Those who are successful practitioners It can be even higher.
With Jiuluoshi's age, he can indeed be considered young.
Jiuluoshi raised a wine jar, drank the strong liquor in large gulps, and then threw the empty wine jar to the ground, laughing loudly.
"Go get some more wine and let's continue."
What he was most proud of was not his cultivation talent, but his drinking capacity.
The people of the "Homoluo" tribe like to drink, and their wine-making skills are naturally very good.
Jiuluoshi's favorite drink is a kind of spirit called "Huoshaoyun" brewed by the tribe.
This kind of spirit is brewed using fire pattern grass.
It is full of alcohol and has a hint of aura, even for warriors.
It is said to be an extremely intoxicating liquor.
It is said that even innate warriors can only drink one jar of this "Huo Shao Yun" spirit, so this "Huo Shao Yun" spirit is also called a jar of pouring.
It can drink more than two jars, which is considered to be the best among the "Huo Moruo" tribe.
If it is used in large quantities, it will be admired by the people of the Huomaluo tribe.
But Jiuloshi had been drinking heavily all night, drinking eleven or twelve jars of "Huo Shao Yun" strong liquor, and the wine jars on the ground were smashed everywhere.
The subordinates around him were almost at their limit, and they were all staggering around drunk, their eyes blurry.
"The little prince is such a good drinker that I can no longer drink."
The old man next to him had a complexion like a bitter gourd.
Although they were not as ferocious in drinking as Jiuloshi, their drinking capacity had already reached the limit and they could hardly drink anymore.
"Jia Luo Nu, you are a brave general under my command.
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If you don't even dare to drink a jar of wine with me, you are not considered a man of our Huomaluo tribe."
Jiuluo Shi glanced sideways at the old man named Jia Luo Nu, and his brows suddenly became angry.
He slapped the table and shouted loudly, shaking the cups on the table.
"No, my subordinate, the little prince, I will drink now."
This "Huo Shao Yun" liquor has great staying power.
If this bottle of liquor is drunk, I am afraid that Garonu will sleep soundly all day today.
But at this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the door.
The guard at the outer door seemed to ask something, but after a moment, there was only a muffled groan, and the guard outside suddenly became silent.
A young man came in with a general wearing cyan armor.
Looking at the messy scene in the big tent, his brows suddenly furrowed.
At this moment, Garanu suddenly became energetic, put down the wine jar, and shouted in high spirits: "Who is here, and why did you break into the tent of King Fire Mara?"
"I am Jiang Nanmen, the commander of the Qingjia Forbidden Army.
Don't you even recognize me?"
Jiang Nanmen frowned and said.
Only then did Garonu remember that this man seemed a bit familiar.
He seemed to have had a fight with this Jiang Nanmen a few days ago.
At that time, Zeng Jin laughed at him for relying too much on Qing Jia and not being able to fight at all.
"It turns out that you are the loser."
Garonu laughed and said nonchalantly: "Why, you are here again today.
Could it be that you still want to fight with me?"
Jiang Nanmen's face turned slightly red, and if it weren't for the cyan visor blocking it, his embarrassment might have been seen by others.
He snorted coldly and said: "I will put aside my personal grudges with you today.
Let me ask you, according to the imperial edict, you should have started forging armor ten days ago.
Why do you still have fun and drink every day without fulfilling the agreement at all?"
Keep it in mind” "Grandpa, you don't care what I do.
I only listen to the orders of the little prince Jiuluoshi.
If you don't agree with me, you two can come together and I will take over."
Garonu laughed, not taking it seriously at all.
The "Homoro" clan was recaptured by Fang Qingxue, and only Fang Qingxue was convinced.
If Fang Qingxue was in power now, they would be more cooperative.
But now the emperor of the Dawu Dynasty is Fang Fulu, and Fang Qingxue's death is very strange, so the "Huomolo" clan suddenly became a little restless.
Even if Fang Fulu issued an imperial edict asking them to cooperate with the Qingjia Forbidden Army to forge new Qingjia, they were disobedient and very uncooperative.
They were procrastinating along the way and were very passive after arriving.
Moreover, Jia Luo Nu has the cultivation level of the late stage of alchemy, and he is very good at playing with a sledge hammer.
He is a famous warrior among the "Fire Mara" tribe.
He just used this sledge hammer to break Qing Jia's body a few days ago.
Formation, defeated Jiang Nanmen.
Now he is even more arrogant in front of Jiang Nanmen, and he does not take Jiang Nanmen, the commander of the Blue Armor Forbidden Army, seriously at all.
As for the young man next to Jiang Nanmen, he didn't take it to heart at all.
Qin Ming's cultivation was introverted and he was young.
He looked very weak.
He just thought he was one of Jiang Nanmen's personal guards and didn't even take a second look at him.
"Bold"
Jiang Nanmen was immediately furious.
He was not as good as others, and it was enough to be humiliated twice by this Jia Luo Nu.
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However, he even scolded Qin Ming, so he couldn't help but get angry.
Qin Ming is the Holy Lord of the Dawu Dynasty.
In terms of status, he is even more noble than Fang Fulu.
How can he be allowed to be insulted so easily?
He took a step forward and was about to draw his sword at Garanu, but at this moment, Qin Ming suddenly reached out and stopped him.
Jiang Nanmen found that a gentle force pushed him back gently but firmly.
He had no power to resist at all and could only return to the original position, and it was exactly the same and very precise.
"Your name is Garanu, and you are a warrior from the Fire Mara tribe."
Qin Ming's face was indifferent, he took a step forward and asked.
"Yes, who are you?"
However, that Jia Luo Nu did not take Qin Ming seriously, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Even the commander of your Blue Armor Forbidden Army was defeated by me, do you still want to humiliate yourself?"
After saying that, he grabbed a bowl in front of him and poured the wine inside.
The wine suddenly burst into flames and hit Qin Ming like a huge fireball.
Although this attack seems simple, it has a hidden secret.
Everyone in the Fire Moro tribe is a master at playing with fire.
He used the Fire Moro tribe's method of manipulating the sacred fire.
As long as he is burned by this fire, It will immediately ignite the whole body.
Moreover, this flame is very vicious.
Once it is ignited, it cannot be extinguished even if it rolls on the ground.
Even if it jumps into the water, it can continue to burn for about half a quarter of an hour.
An ordinary warrior would have to lie in bed for ten days and a half before getting up after being burned like this.
But Qin Ming snorted coldly, and he didn't see any movement.
A silver light immediately flashed in the air.
The flame seemed to be blocked by something, and stopped strangely.
Then, it was instantly changed in direction by a force, and flew backwards at a faster speed than when it came.
"What's going on?"
Jia Luo Nu was frightened and Jiu Jin woke up most of the time.
He hurriedly took out his sledgehammer, brought up a ball of fiery red light, and struck the flame hard with the hammer, making a whirring sound, trying to destroy the flame.
But Qin Ming's cultivation was much stronger than his.
Although it was just a casual blow, it contained extremely mysterious power.
The flame immediately split apart, like a monster with its bloody mouth.
It avoided Garonu's sledgehammer and bit Garonu in one bite, engulfing his figure in the blazing flames. among.
"ah" Garonu let out a scream and hurriedly activated his spell to extinguish the flames on his body.
However, he was shocked to find that his spell seemed to have failed and had no effect at all.
There was a burning pain in his body, and he could no longer hold on.
He smashed through the tent's tarpaulin and rushed towards the river.
He looked extremely embarrassed, but he was not as arrogant as before.
"Your Excellency is very clever.
Could it be that he was the reinforcements invited by Jiang Nanmen?"
Jiuluoshi had been sitting at the top, watching coldly as Garnu was burned by his own flames and fled out in embarrassment.
But in his opinion, Qin Ming was just using a small trick, and he could have done it as well.
What made him even more angry was that Jia Luo Nu underestimated the enemy and lost the face of the "Huomuluo" tribe. .
He had already decided in his mind that when Garonu came back, he would be severely punished to let him know the consequences of losing the face of the "Fire Mara" tribe.
But before that, he had one more thing to do, and that was to teach this boy who dared to violate the majesty of the Fire Moro tribe a lesson, so that he could taste the anger of the Fire Moro tribe.
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