Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

The sacred tree, as solemn and majestic as the Statue of Liberty, was brought back, once again shaking the historic Zhurong tribe.

Old Zhurong and the elders also ran out of the Holy Land in a panic.

In front of the sacred tree dumbfounded.

To cut down the sacred tree, that person must be a god.

"Who is it, which tribal warrior hacked into the sacred tree. Looking at this incision, it looks like a magical work......" Old Zhurong was very excited, knowing that he has been worried about the Ugo tribe's ugly bone.

Nauju Bone was an invulnerable mutant who was more than three meters high and covered with scales.

As long as you act on the Zhurong tribe, there is no resistance.

However, this mighty warrior who cut down the sacred tree is the last hope of the Zhurong tribe.

"It's him." All tribesmen pointed to Yuan Tan.

"Hehe..." Yuan Tan scratched his head shyly.

Old Zhu Rong: (⊙o⊙) Ah!

Followed by: Ｑ0Ｑ

Is it to pin the hope of the whole family on a fool?

Howl up to the sky, Vulcan, what are you doing? This is too much a joke.

Old Zhurong had to bury these things in his heart and took a deep breath, "How did this chainsaw come from?"

"I don't know." Yuan Tan was also very smart, remembering Dong Tu's secret to protect himself.

Old Zhu Rong began to think, "Meng Huo, do you still say this is luck, is it a coincidence?"

"This..." Meng Huo was also amazed at the chainsaw. The world had such powerful weapons, it must be a heavenly soldier, and it landed in the hands of a fool.

"Who are you?" Meng Huo suddenly rushed to Yuan Tan and asked ferociously.

Who is he? The people of the tribe have all raised such thoughts.

"I...I..., Zhu Rong, save me, Zhu Rong!"

Zhu Rong appeared, saved Yuan Tan, and said to all tribes: "He is Qiuluo, the Qiuluo of Zhurong tribe."

He became more determined to train Yuan Tan to become one of the great warriors of Nanban.

Meng Huo stared at the chainsaw, his eyes revealed greed, he involuntarily rushed up and snatched it away, "Patriarch, this kind of artifact can't work in the palm of a fool, so it's better to hand it to me. I will definitely defeat it with this magic weapon. Wutu bones, restore the peace of Nanban. At that time, when the tens of thousands came to the dynasty, I wish the Rong tribe would be the master of Nanban!"

Old Zhu Rong was quite heart-shaped. After all, he hoped that Meng Huo would be more reliable.

Zhu Rong was disgusted with Meng Huo's words and deeds, "Will you use it?"

"..." Meng Huo found that the eyes of all the people were looking at him, "This..."

Ask?

How can there be such a face.

After a while, the chainsaw did not start.

Old Zhu Rong walked over, took the chainsaw from Meng Huo's hand, and stood on the sacred tree, "Qiu Luo came to my Zhu Rong tribe. This must be a destiny."

Look at Yuan Tan.

Yuan Tan walked over and pressed the switch,

With the chainsaw started.

Old Zhurong was stunned by this new weapon, and held it high, "This is the guardian divine weapon God gave me to the Zhurong tribe, Qiuluo's weapon."

Handed it to Yuan Tan.

The people cheered.

Only then did Meng Huo know how to switch, but unfortunately it was too late, his face was hot, as if he had been beaten thousands of times, and he couldn't wait to find a place to get in.

Old Zhu Rong said again: "Let Qiu Luo use a divine tool to trim the sacred tree and erect it in the center of the tribe. The wood can thrive and become another great symbol of my fire **** Zhu Rong tribe."

Ever since, on this day.

Old Zhurong held a solemn flame ceremony. Yuan Tan was named one of the warriors of the Zhurong tribe, the title of Shenmu Warrior, also known as Thunder Warrior, because the sound of the chainsaw missed thunder.

Old Zhu Rong took a special look at Meng Huo, "From today, Yuan Tan will be the fighter of my Zhu Rong tribe, and Zhu Rong is in charge of his daily training. No one should interfere. If not, he will be dealt with in violation of the clan rules."

Meng Huo, the future patriarch, was robbed of the limelight by a fool. He was so angry that he looked at his brother Meng You angrily.

Meng You stretched his hands, "Brother, it's none of my business, who knows what this chainsaw is about."

...

Seven days later.

Yuan Tan has been receiving special training from Zhu Rong, and Dong Dana is also training with him.

Zhu Rong discovered that Yuan Tan's muscles and bones are stretched, and there is no need to do any flexibility training. In some respects, they are more resilient than her muscles and bones.

Yuan Tan doesn't need to do any basic training of strength, because he is already powerful.

In terms of skills, once you learn it, you are simply a martial arts genius.

Dong Tu looked at Yuan Tan and Zhu Rong who were practicing martial arts in pairs. He could only do basic training. At this moment, he would squat for half a year. It takes at least three years of basic training before you can really practice martial arts.

"What kind of person is he?" Dong Tu was very painful and boring with these basic training.

Zhu Rong and Yuan Tan's martial arts training also came to an end.

"Ahem..." Zhu Rong suddenly coughed violently, indicating that he was okay, "Maybe it is too tired to take care of the teacher these days."

Naturally, Zhu Rong also has her own teacher, no one knows her name anymore, everyone is called Mother Huo.

Mother Huo was eighty years old and was the oldest person in the tribe, but this little old lady who had shrunk could not be underestimated. She used to be the first female warrior of the Zhurong tribe.

But now I am sick.

"I'll go with you." Yuan Tan volunteered and wanted to see this mentor's mentor.

For a while.

Zhu Rong took his apprentice Yuan Tan to a quiet corner at the foot of the holy mountain.

It used to be off the beaten track here, but at the moment it is full of people standing in front of the thatched cottage.

"father?"

Old Zhu Rong looked back and saw his daughter with a sad expression, "Elder Mu has determined that the disease of Granny Huo is a plague, and has decided to let her return to the embrace of the Holy Fire."

Zhu Rong was anxious, but he didn't say anything and coughed violently.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

Elder Mu said anxiously: "No, Zhu Rong has been infected."

what! Old Zhu Rong had a splitting liver and gallbladder~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing her daughter coughing again, her face was also pale...

"Qiu Luo, stay away from her soon." Mu elder shouted.

"I don't." Yuan Tan walked over instead.

"Meng Huo, take him under control."

So, under the orders of the elders, tribal warriors such as Meng Huo and Meng Ya Chang seized Yuan Tan.

Zhu Rong was stunned. She originally wanted to say that she had not been infected after taking care of her for a long time, but now...

For Lao Zhurong, mother-in-law Huo is getting older and sometimes she is not clear about her sanity. Returning to the embrace of the holy fire is a relief.

But his daughter is so young that she just returned to the embrace of the holy fire?

"Patriarch, you have to make up your mind. Now the epidemic can be controlled. If it spreads, it will be the end of the genocide."

The elders gathered around Zhu Rong who was in a daze, talking in a frantic manner.