Chapter 1234 The Old Man--

Fang Canglan's name of the barbarian concubine is not because she pretended, but because the barbarians lost four generations of barbarian gods, in order to stabilize the needs of the whole barbarian clan, it was jointly decided by some old guys when Su Ming was still in the barbarian.

The barbarians can no longer be chaotic. Although there are no immortals, the spread of the Dead Sea, the collapse of the mainland, and the scattered islands like star maps have caused a lack of cohesion among the barbarians.

All islands are independent. Without a spiritual symbol, there is no hope for the future, especially in the case of the disappearance of four generations of barbarian gods, which can be described as a piece of scattered sand.

If it goes on for a long time, the barbarians... will no longer be barbarians. They have lost their barbarians' souls and barbarians' will. They can only finally fall one by one under the years and the killing of sea beasts and even the outsiders in the sky, until the bloodline is cut off, making the barbar

Such a barbarian is not what Fang Canglan wants to see, so after the silence, she chose to agree and choose to become a living statue.

She can't have any more partners in this life, and can't even be often exposed to outsiders. She should remain mysterious and noble. All words and deeds should be in line with the identity of the barbarian concubine. Maybe a year or two, even ten or eight years, for many people can also be accepted like Fang Canglan, but In the New Year, the feeling of loneliness can never be tolerated by people.

High above, not a puppet puppet, can't go out easily, willing to become a living statue, as a spiritual symbol of the barbarians, to remind countless rising barbarians... The barbarian gods are not legends, but the real existence. Even if they can't see the barbarians, they can see the barbarians.

With the barbarian concubine, then the missing four generations of barbarian gods will eventually return one day, return to the barbarian land, and take them... to rise the barbarian!

This is their hope, this is their beauty, and it is also the belief of all barbarians. Because of Fang Canglan's identity and existence, over the years, despite the continuous friction between the islands of the barbarians, there have even been some major wars, in the end, even the two sides in the war are all barbarians. The family is proud of it, and they will come here to worship every once in a while.

In their hearts, the life clan is the tribe left by the barbarian god, and the barbarian concubine... is the most noble existence in this land. As long as Fang Canglan says a word, they can give all for it.

Whether it is a sea beast or the fierceness of the outside world in the sky, every invasion for more than a thousand years will, under the call of Fang Canglan, gather the power of the whole barbarian clan and fight with the fate clan!

Every persistence makes this cohesion stronger and stronger, making Fang Canglan, as a spiritual symbol, part of the barbarian soul.

To achieve all this, in addition to the influence of the four generations of barbarian gods and the respective overall arrangements of those old guys who still existed in those years, Fang Canglan's affinity is also the key point.

In addition, under Fang Canglan's insistence, there is a barbarian in the whole Dead Sea, on all the islands of the whole barbarian world. Every barbarian is like a wise man. Their identity is not as good as the barbarian, but their mission is the same as that of the barbarian, so that every bar I have been indoctrinated with the supremacy of the barbarian god since I was a child.

It can be said that for more than a thousand years without a barbarian god, after experiencing fragmentation in the barbarian land and turning into a congenital sea island with signs of division, it still remained intact, and even spiritually surpassed the past, and the condensed clan soul became more and more vigorous. This matter...

Fang Canglan, be the first to win!

But at this moment, Fang Canglan was standing in the island palace of the holy land of the life clan. She looked at the sky outside the window, and she herself understood that Su Ming... could not come back.

Maybe it will, but I don't know how many years later.

With a sigh, Fang Canglan turned around silently and sat next to the guzheng on the table. He closed his eyes and played the sound of the guzheng. The sound of the guzheng swirled, with a trace of loneliness and a trace of melancholy.

Su Ming stood in the sky and looked at the endless Dead Sea below. The sea was as dark as ink, and there were many islands in the sea. There were many barbarians on almost every island. Su Ming silently walked through the sky and saw one island after another, trying to find the familiar people on the islands.

But in the end... he didn't find it. The barbarians here may have people who have survived in his time to this day, but they are not the ones he is familiar with. It seems that the familiarity in his memory has been annihilated in the past and has become dust. It has dissipated in the years. If you

"Everything is inhuman..." Su Ming muttered and walked silently. The bald crane next to him was also silent at this moment and looked at the sea blankly. It could not find the witch clan of the past, the people who had been in the tribe, or worshipped it, or hunted after it.

"I still remember Nanze Island..." Su Ming raised his head in silence and looked into the distance. When he was about to move forward, his expression suddenly moved and he looked sideways into the distance.

His eyes could shuttle distance, and he clearly saw that there were three people on the sea in the distance, two of them chasing each other.

There are two men and one woman in front of him, and there is an old man behind him. Obviously, the old man is chasing and killing the two people.

Su Ming's eyes swept away from these three people, and his expression gradually showed a strange look... These three people all exist in his memory...

The sea is rolling, and the two of them are galloping away. The man looks about middle-aged. His cultivation is not bad, and he has reached the late stage of sacrifice, but this man is obviously not the middle-aged as his appearance. He should be much older, but he doesn't know what skills he has practiced, so he looks like

There is a ** next to it. This ** looks obviously a little older than this man, but it looks beautiful, with a charming meaning. If the face can be younger, it must be a very beautiful person. His cultivation is astringent, and the breath is also sacrifice, but it is only in the early stage.

The two fled together at this moment, but there seems to be any connection between them. The man takes good care of this **. Otherwise, if he escapes himself, it will be much faster.

As for the pursuit of these two people, it is an old man. The old man looks majestic. Under the spread of his cultivation, he is the appearance of the early barbarian soul, and this man's eyes are bright and murderous. Obviously, it is the cultivation of many years of killing.

"You two juniors, let's see where you can escape today. If you dare to come to my island to steal Yuanhua, you are really looking for death!" The old man snorted coldly, his words were murderous, and his body roared straight to the two of them.

The middle-aged man was pale, spit out a mouthful of blood with his hands, and used the secret skill to pull the **, which was faster.

"Why should the senior be aggressive? The two of us asked for a Yuan flower before, which is not very valuable to the senior, but for us, it is a life-saving medicine to save the dog." The **'s face was bloodless, and he spoke eagerly with almost pleading.

"A joke, even if it's not so valuable for me, how can you give it to people at will, especially the difference between you two, and you can't be given Yuanhua by your husband. If so, I must call it a joke to my peers.

Humph, if it had been the time when I was still the left religion of Tianhan Sect, don't say that the two of you came to steal Yuanhua. Even if you didn't steal it, if you were seen by me, you would definitely kill it directly, harming customs and shameless!" The old man's words were indifferent, and every sentence was like a knife, cutting into the heart of the man, making their faces paler and paler, but they could not say any words of counterattack.

"We can say your aunt..." The ** laughed miserably and looked at the man holding his hand. When he was about to say something, the man's eyes showed decisiveness. He suddenly threw the ** directly into the distance, and even with the power of a pause, he sent the ** hundreds of feet away.

"Don't say this again, Yan Luan, after I break it, go and save Lin'er quickly!!" The man turned around loudly and stared at the old man who was chasing him quickly, showing the madness of dying together.

"Fangmu!!" With tears, she didn't understand why Fang Mu seemed to have some kind of unchangeable diaphragm to his aunt. It was a gully that even if she died, she didn't want to recognize her relatives. Few people knew that he was the nephew of the barbarian concubine... And few people knew that the barbarian concubine

This ** and the man, it is Yan Luan, the patriarch of the Yan Chi Department in those years, and the son of the An Dongbu patriarch who was a child, who was once favored by Sima Xin and left a barbarian square wood!

Now that more than a thousand years have passed, the children of those years have grown up and become middle-aged, and Yan Luan of those years actually fell in love with him. Look at their previous words, they obviously have children.

Perhaps, if the barbarians had not experienced great changes, the two of them could not be together at all, but the emergence of the change, the collapse of the earth, the spread of the Dead Sea, the submergence of Handan Mountain, and everything indirectly changed the fate of the two.

"Zhou Shan, why do you humiliate my husband and wife so much? Yan Luan is indeed the elder of the friendly clan in those years, but I have no blood connection. What's the joke!" There was blood in Fang Mu's eyes, and his whole body burst out during the roar. Under this outbreak, it was a sign of self-detonation.

The old man is Zhou Shan. In the city of Hanshan, he was killed by the Tianhan sect. Now many years have passed, and this man's cultivation has also entered the realm of barbarian soul.

Zhou Shan snorted coldly, and his body did not stop at all. He went straight to Fang Mu. His right hand was raised. At the moment when Fang Mu's eyes were crazy to explode, he suddenly pressed Fang Mu, showing a touch of sarcasm in his eyes.

At the moment when the two approached each other, Yan Luan shed tears in the distance. If she hadn't gone back to save her children, she would have died with Fang Mu and Zhou Shan.

At this moment, suddenly, a sigh came out of nothingness. The echo of this sigh stopped everything in the world like an instant, making the bodies of the three people suddenly... stand still. RS