Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince’s Black Belly Wife

"This seat is waiting for the day when you come out of it alive." This is the last word heard in Beichen Moxuan's consciousness. His body keeps falling, and in this black vortex, his spiritual power is like an ethereal one. In general, there is no point to focus on, but to let him pull him down. The darkness around him quickly devoured his consciousness, and when he woke up, there was a strange scene around him.

"Ah Da Gulada? Ah La la." When Mochen Xuan of Beichen woke up, an enlarged face appeared in front of him, his heart was startled, he stood up subconsciously and took a few steps back, watching warily. The weird man in front of him.

"La La Gulada, La La Gu." This is a man in a straw skirt, with colorful painted faces, funny feathers on his head, a spear in his hand, and Beichen Moxuan in his mouth. Never heard of it.

"Here is it?" Seeing that the person in front of him didn't seem malicious, Beichen Moxuan asked with an eyebrow. This is a jungle, the endless jungle, looked up at the high sun, and squinted his eyes slightly. There was a cloud behind him. The stream was clear and bottomless, but no fish swam through it.

"Ah Danu Da, Aigu." The weird man still spared no effort to communicate with Beichen Moxuan, but his words were really difficult to understand. Beichen Moxuan smiled apologetically, shrugged his shoulders, motioned to him He didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Aigu said it was a savage, and his name was Aigu." A strange voice appeared out of nowhere, and a man dressed like the man just came out of the woods behind, his face was still colorfully painted, but The feathers on his head became three-colored feathers. The man stepped forward and looked at Beichen Moxuan up and down. After a long time, he said, "The Central Plains? Who was thrown here? What's your name?"

"In the lower Beichen Moxuan, it comes from eternity." Beichen Moxuan saluted the man with the rituals of the Central Plains, and intuitively told him that this man was the patriarch of his so-called Savage tribe.

"From, eternal?" The man looked at Beichen Moxuan in a puzzled way. The word eternal was too vague, but too familiar. His eyes flashed with a surprised look, and he said in surprise, "Are you from the end of the earth?"

"I am from eternity. The phantom island in the end of the world is where I live temporarily." Beichen Moxuan smiled softly and said lightly.

"Sure enough, you are here to redeem us, aren't you?" The look in the man's eyes became frenetic, and that was the desire and pursuit of freedom.

"I'm here to save people, including everything in it." Beichen Moxuan said with a chuckle, the Jiuli people sent him in completely wrong decision, because as early as a thousand years ago, Xing'er The seed was buried in it, and the name was the seed that longed for freedom.

"Follow us back to the village. The high priest has been waiting for you for more than a thousand years." The man immediately became excited and stepped forward to take hold of Beichen Moxuan, but was hidden by him without any color. I opened it, and I couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, smiled, and said, "Look at me, I am glad to have forgotten a few of my introductions. My name is Dai, the head of the Savage tribe."

"Savage? Can you tell me where did your excitement come from when I heard that I came from eternity?" Beichen Moxuan savored the name carefully, and seemed to want to find similar words in memory, shallow Laughed and asked softly.