006 Cai Xiliu

Mo Jian rushed into the residence of the seven elders and looked at the white-haired old man with wrinkles on his face. He knelt down and hissed, "Qi Gong..."

The seven elders were shocked and wanted to help Mo Jian: "Child, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

Mo Jian knelt on the ground, with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice, "Qi Gong, why do you make an elder blood oath! How can I deserve you to do this!"

The seven elders were wide-hearted. Seeing that Mo Jian refused to get up, he squatted down and said with a smile, "How can it not be worth it? I think it's worth it!"

Mo Jian lay his head on the ground in pain, suddenly got up, grabbed Qigong's hand and said, "Qigong, let's go to the elder and cancel your elder's blood oath!"

The seven elders, who had always been kind, frowned and their faces darkened. They broke free from Mo Jian's hand and said lightly, "The elders swear by blood, how solemn they are. How can they send it as soon as they say it, and cancel it will be canceled! Is it a joke for you to be an elder?

Speaking of this, the elder Qi's face turned cold and scolded harshly: "Mo Jian, Qi Gong has always thought you are a good child, and Qi Gong has always regarded you as proud. But what you did today made Qi Gong too disappointed!"

Mo Jian's body trembled and dared not look directly into Qigong's eyes.

Relaxed his breath, and Qigong said gently, "I'm old. Who knows how long I can live? I swear by the elder blood that I naturally want to save you. You are still young and have great potential, and you still have a long way to go. It's a good deal to exchange Qigong's old bone for your life. If you really want to repay the seventh public, live well and study hard. As long as you have achieved something, you can also laugh when you know it.

Looking at this old face, the deep kindness in his already dim yellow eyes, Mo Jian's nose was sore, he knelt down heavily and bowed three times seriously.

His eyes fell on the face of the elders, and his tone was sad and firm. He said slowly, "Seven, I will definitely live well and will not disappoint you!"

The seven elders nodded with joy.

"I have no parents since I was a child, and it was my father-in-law who raised me! I will never forget the feeling of nurturing!"

"When I was a child, I had a lot of food, and the rations distributed by the tribe were not enough. It was Qigong who squeezed out of his teeth every day to leave it for me to eat!"

"When I was five years old, I had a sudden illness, and the tribal doctor was helpless. It was Qigong who held me and flew all night and went to the government city 2,000 miles away for treatment. He spent too much effort and took two months to recover!"

"I am regarded as a broom star. I am often bullied and beaten by tribal teenagers. It is Qigong who defends me again and again!"

"I am determined to practice arrows. Everyone thinks that I am not ignorant. Only Qigong supports me and rarely asks the reason!"

"I did those wrong things, and the elders expelled me from the tribe several times, and the seven princes stopped me and saved my life again and again..."

Speaking of this, Mo Jian was already sobbing: "Qi Gong has been good to me. I can't finish it all day. Seven public kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain, and I must repay it in this life! I not only want to make Qigong happy, but also want to make Qigong live a good life! If Qigong goes, how can I repay him and how can I repay Qigong's kindness!"

With Mo Jian's story, the seven elders showed fine warmth in his eyes, touched Mo Jian's head, and said gently, "Son, you have this heart. Qi Gong is really satisfied. If there is a next life, Qi Gong will still treat you like this.

Mo Jian shook his head heavily: "In this life, I will repay Qi Gong, and I can't wait for the next life! Qigong, there are exceptions to everything. Although the elders swear to be strict, there must be an anacilable way, right? You tell me, I'll do it, and I must save Qigong!"

The seven elders shook their heads slowly with a smile.

Mo Jian pleaded, "Qi Gong, you told me that no matter how difficult it is, I will try my best to do it..."

The seven elders hesitated slightly and shook their heads.

Child, this is too difficult. How can Qi Gong have the heart to put you in danger?

He clearly saw Qigong's hesitation. Mo Jian slowly stood up and said nothing. He secretly said in his heart, "I'm going to beg Cai Xiliu!" Qigong, I must save you!"

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Cai Xiliu is the third princess of the Eight Kings Mansion and respects her identity. She does not live in the most common stone room of the tribe, but in a wooden building built of black osmanthus wood.

Mo Jian, who was anxious, was not very polite. He directly opened the door of the small building and walked in and inadvertently became the first man to break into Princess Cai's boudoir.

Cai Xiliu is sitting at the table and drawing something. She was wearing a long white gauze dress, which was extremely thin and even translucent, and the round fruit had no restraint. When he lowered his head, the groove in front of his chest was bottomless and looked particularly spectacular.

Sexy and charming women dress casually at home. They don't always wear bright red tights like outside, interpreting their proud figure perfectly and inhumanely stimulating the eyes of most men in the tribe.

Her room is quite messy. A pair of embroidered shoes and small leather boots of several colors are here, and there is one scattered everywhere. ** quilts must have been folded together for a long time. Even the clothes that have just been taken off from the body were thrown in three places.

What is particularly eye-catching is the black chest, two semicircular, at least one centimeter larger than the one worn by Xiaotong, which is placed on the table in front of Cai Xiliu three meters away.

Cai Xiliu looked at the uninvited guest who broke into the boudoir in surprise. His charming eyes turned and laughed, as if he had completely forgotten that Mo Jian had stabbed himself with an arrow. He stretched out his white hand and supported his chin, and his tulle sleeves suddenly fell into his arms: "Don't work hard, what are you doing here? Do you want to kill me again?"

Mo Jian knelt down and said in a low voice, "Princess Cai San, I want to ask you one thing!"

Cai Xiliu was even more surprised. He licked his bright red lips and laughed, "What are you begging me? Don't work hard, get up! Don't kneel for nothing!"

Mo Jian did not get up and said in a low voice, "Please let go of the seven elders. As long as you are willing to let him go, I will promise you one thing. No matter what you ask me to do, I will promise!"

When he folded the paper in front of him, Mo Jian didn't see that his black-horned bow was drawn on the paper. Cai Xi and Liu Jiao smiled and got up, and the white gauze skirt immediately set off the graceful curves of her whole body vividly. The fruit on her chest followed her light steps and trembled restlessly.

A fragrant wind rushed into Mo Jian's nose, which made his heart swing. It's just that the matter is important at this time, and there is not much reverie in my heart.

Cai Xiliu looked at Mo Jian, who was kneeling on the ground with a straight back, and smiled proudly, "Hee hee... Don't work hard, you kneel for nothing. I can't do anything about this! The elder's blood oath was made by the seven elders themselves, and it's none of my business.

The charming eyes turned over, revealing a beautiful white eye, and said in a delicate voice, "Actually, I'm not very angry and don't want to do anything if you shoot me. Unfortunately, the elders of your tribe are too much of a fuss. They want to punish you, but no wonder I can only say that you are unlucky!"

Mo Jian stood up slowly, his face was slightly white, and he was about to leave without saying a word.

"Don't work hard, wait a minute!" Cai Xiliu quickly shouted, deliberately straightened his proud chest, and said in a greasy voice, "I'm so beautiful, can you not be interested in me?"

Mo Jian stared and still didn't say anything.

Cai Xiliu was not annoyed, and the smile at the corners of his eyes became deeper and deeper. He looked at Mo Jian angrily: "You want to save the seven elders, don't you? Maybe I have a way."

"What can I do?" Mo Jian asked quickly.

Cai Xiliu put away her joke and said positively, "The adult soul testing ceremony is about to begin. If you show great talent, your tribe may open up. Of course, if the talent is average, it's hard to say.

Mo Jian gritted his teeth: "Is there any other way?"

Cai Xiliu shook his head: "It should be gone. You know, the elder's bloody oath is very serious. Especially in pedantic tribes like you, they regard it as a rule left by their ancestors and cannot be violated. As I said, only when you show excellent talent and think about the long-term of the tribe, those dying elders can change their minds. If you don't believe it, you can ask the elders in person!"

"Thank you!" Mo Jian nodded. Cai Xiliu reminded himself that this was indeed the last glimmer of hope.

"Hey, don't work hard, why are you in such a hurry?" Watching Mo Jian turn around and leave again, Cai Xiliu stamped his feet and said an anguly, "I still want to ask you a question!"

"What's the problem?"

"How many soul skills are your arrow skills?"

Mo Jian did not answer again and strode out of the small building.

Cai Xiliu upstairs opened the window and poked out half of his head. Most of the seductive arc on his chest was shocking again, and he said reluctantly, "Don't work hard, if you don't answer me, I will tell you kneeling in front of me today!"

"Whatever you want!"

Looking at Mo Jian's quickly disappearing figure, Cai Xiliu closed the window with a trace of stubbornness in his eyes and said to himself, "Don't work hard, I don't believe I can't cure you!"