096 door-to-door appointment

"Hey hey~he~~" Haas Erdun grabbed his head with a simple smile. "This is what my master said. I practiced according to him and practiced it for seven or eight years before I felt the power of the soul."

Seeing that Geriletu was still thinking about his words, Haas Erton patted Gerertu on the shoulder and said, "Now you can't figure it out. You'd better practice slowly with a bow and come and drink!"

The four people continued to drink happily around the fire, and Haas Erdun and Geriletu sang Delis' folk songs happily.

"Wow~ You sing better than me. Come on, bring a xylophone. You must play a few songs for me." Haas Erdun laughed and asked people to send a xylophone and gave it to Geriletu. It turned out that Delis liked to sing while playing the piano, which was almost a tradition of Delis, and they had learned it since they were children.

Gerletu did not refuse. After drinking in the bowl, he picked up the xylophone and played it, and then sang the song of Delis's ancient language.

"The desolate grassland, the wolves hunt, the wolf king is brave, and the wolves work..." Ming'an explained the meaning of this old song one by one sentence beside the ghost.

The melodious songs depict a group of proud wolves on the vast grassland, fighting with heaven and earth, fighting with their peers and beasts, and with hunters riding bows, running around all year round just to reproduce and let the ethnic group survive.

At the end of Geriletu's song, Haser laughed and took a big sip of the wine jar, then wiped his beard and said, "Okay! We Delis are the wolves on the grassland. We can eat the soil and eat meat. We have to live no matter what!"

The Delis have always been the descendants of wolves and eagles. They have the same unruly personality as wolves and live as freely as eagles.

"In the late spring in March, the sheep grow happily and the grass is cold. Ask who feeds the wolf?

People's hearts are pitiful, the wolf's heart is lonely, the heart is unpredictable, and the world is like frost..." (PS: This sentence comes from the famous book 'Xiao Shiyilang' of the ancient dragon god, paying tribute to the ancient hero!)

The desolate and bleak song gently echoed on the empty grassland, and a lonely figure ran forward rapidly. The silver figure did not stop for a moment during the day and night. The silver wolf completely exerted the toughness of the wolf to the extreme.

On the sixth day of the Nadam Conference, the silver wolf king in silver-haired and silver robe swaggered into the Greater Cullen City.

Silver-haired people are rare on the mainland, and with the silver wolf skin on his shoulder, everyone who has lived on the grassland knows that only one silver wolf living in the legendary grassland has such fur, but he has never heard of the guy who has lived for hundreds of years being hunted and killed!

The road is full of knights with armored knives. Although everyone is surprised by such a cold figure, no one dares to talk about it because of their taboos.

The silver wolf followed the smell of the arrow and went straight to the station of the French caravan, and the owners of the two arrows stayed here for at least a while.

"Sir, you are not allowed to enter here. Are you looking for someone?" Two ant mercenaries on duty politely stopped the silver wolf. Because the silver wolf was not armed, they were also called their husband.

"Are you from the mainland?" The silver wolf frowned and asked that the person who could shoot such a beautiful arrow was actually a mainlander, which was beyond the expectation of the silver wolf.

"We are a caravan of the French Empire and live in this place for the time being," the ant mercenary politely replied, "Sir, if you want someone, we can inform you."

"I'm looking for the owner of these two arrows." The silver wolf raised his hand and took out two arrows from under his robe and handed them to an ant mercenary.

"Please wait a moment, I need to go in and ask." The ant mercenary took the arrow and turned around and ran in. The silver-haired man didn't look right. He directly sent the arrow to the arch and arrow monitor.

"This is our arrow." The arrow ant monitor confidently picked up one of the white arrow feathers and said. He glanced at the other arrow and said, "The arrow rod is painted red. This should be a philosopher's arrow. You can ask Qingler. He is a philosopher."

When the ant soldier sent another arrow to Qingle, he immediately recognized his arrow. "This is mine. It's strange. Why don't I remember that the arrow was lost outside... Who sent it?"

"A silver-haired man was outside and said he wanted to find the owner of the arrow." The ant soldier answered truthfully.

"Well, I'll go out and have a look." Qingle followed the ant soldiers to the door, and it happened that the arrow ant monitor had just arrived at the door.

"It's you, I'll find you!" The silver wolf's nose smelled the smell of Qingler.

"I don't know what you want to do with me? Also, where did you get this arrow? Qingle didn't know the silver wolf at all, so he could only ask with an arrow.

The silver wolf saw that Qingle was a Delis man, so he softened his face and said, "A few days ago, you and an archer shot a white wolf. I am his master, and now I'm looking for you to settle accounts."

"Are you the master of the Wolf King?" Qingle was shocked. The cunning old wolf led the largest and fiercest wolves on the grassland alone. Unexpectedly, it still had a master!

When Qingle saw the wolf skin on the silver-haired man, he was even more surprised. This was obviously the skin of the silver old wolf king!

"This brother, I did shoot the arrow at that time, and I shot it. What do you want to do? I only fought back when it led the wolves to attack my ranch!" Qingle didn't expect that someone would stand up for a group of wolves attacking the pasture, and his anger rose.

"It's good for you to recognize it. What about another one? Tell him to come out!" The silver wolf was very satisfied with Qingle's attitude. He looked up in the crowd to find the owner of the white feather arrow.

"My brother has gone out to do business. If you draw it out, I will carry anything!" Qingle stepped forward and said that his tribe had been attacked by wolves more than once, and now there is still a master who happened to settle old accounts with him.

"You are not my opponent. Let that boy come out. I'm going to teach you a lesson!" The silver wolf raised his arrogant hands and raised his head and said that for the hundreds of years old silver wolf, the group of kids in front of him was not as big as him, so he played the style of an elder.

"When will it be your turn to teach my people a lesson!" The arrow ant monitor doesn't know who the arrow is, but the arrow ants must be right. When he saw that the silver-haired man was so arrogant, he couldn't help sarcasm.

"Hmm?" The silver wolf's eyes turned, and a sharp murderous atmosphere suddenly permeated.

The ant soldiers at the door pulled out their swords at the same time. These war-stricken soldiers had already been familiar with the smell of blood, so they were not afraid of the murderous atmosphere released by the silver wolf at all. Instead, they held knives in their hands and had to fight desperately.

The silver wolf's eyes swept the people in front of him, but none of them were afraid of him. These descendants were really hard bones. He said with satisfaction, "Go find the owner of another arrow. Tomorrow night, I will wait for you at the gate of Dongcheng!"

"Good! I will definitely arrive then!" Qingle agreed in a low voice.

The silver wolf shook his long silver hair and turned away arrogantly. Only then did the ant soldiers find that they had almost had the idea of retreating by his cold eyes. It can be seen that my silver-haired man must not be easy to mess with.

"Whose arrow is this?" The arrow ant squad leader walked to Qingler and asked in a low voice.

"That night, the wolves attacked my ranch. It was the ghost brothers who went with me to sniper the Wolf King. I think this silver-haired man should find him!" Qingle stamped his foot and said, "This boy has been running out for two days, and I don't know where to play. Don't bump into them!"

"This silver-haired man is not a good stubble. I don't think we are his opponents!" The arrow ant monitor's eyes are very sharp. With just a few glances, he can see the fiery desire to fight and the piercing coldness in the eyes of the silver wolf. Such a person is generally difficult to deal with, and he is definitely a murderous character on the battlefield!

"Yes, I really need to contact a few friends to help..." Before Qingle's words were finished, a light figure fell to the gate.