Feng Zi smiled and sat beside Qi Tian carelessly and said, "If you tie you up like this, you won't run around. But I'm really curious... Judging from the records in the clan, the first time General Qi's name appeared was a hundred years ago, and the average human life span is only about seventy or eighty years. I wonder how General Qi, you can live so long, and even maintain a young appearance?"
Qi Tian sneered: "It turns out that Commander Feng Zi captured me to discuss the matter of longevity with me? Could it be that the Wanqu elves who can easily live for thousands of years will also covet the method of longevity for our humans?"
"But General Qi has traces of the legendary ancient god grammar..." Feng Zi leaned down and looked at Qi Tian's eyes. A snow-white look on her chest immediately came into Qi Tian's eyes. "Is this the method of longevity for you humans? Use the ancient god words to forcefully modify your lifespan?"
Qi Tian was a little dry-mouthed by Feng Zi, so he simply closed his eyes tightly, without seeing them, and he said lightly: "I don't know what ancient gods you said, I just know that I have been living like this and never grow old..."
"I knew you wouldn't admit it, but it doesn't matter. The elders will identify the reasons for your longevity..." She chuckled and pressed her face on Qi Tian's face, whispering softly, "Don't forget, you are my captive!"
After saying that, he gently stroked Qi Tian’s chest with his hands, which made Qi Tian feel excited again.
She chuckled and turned around and left the room, which seemed to be left with the fragrance remaining on her body.
Qi Tian opened his eyes just after the other party left. The place on his face was a little hot. He kept blaming himself in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.
This is the first time he has lived in the same room with a woman in so many years and has such close contact!
Qi Tian's mind became unstable again.
I don’t know how long it took, but Qi Tian’s door was pushed open, and a large number of elves men and women walked in and surrounded Qi Tian’s bed.
He looked at them, and they looked at him, both sides silently.
For an elf man with gray-purple beards, the wrinkles on his face told Qi Tian that he was already very old. Naturally, Qi Tian regarded him as the "elder" in Feng Zi's mouth, so he said to the elf elder: "If you want to ask me about boring topics such as age, please come back!"
Unexpectedly, the elf elder raised his eyebrows and said, "General Qi Tian of Xinqin, we will never forget your kindness to our clan, but the problems you have encountered are related to the secret of my loss in Wanqu, so I hope the general will forgive our recklessness!"
"What exactly makes you so nervous? I just lived a long time, are you so fussy?" Qi Tian couldn't help but get angry. He knew why his longevity was because of the king. His loyalty to the emperor made him always want to keep the secret of the Qin King.
The elf elder thought about it over and over again and turned his attention to a young elf woman beside him.
The other party stared at Qi Tian and nodded to the elder.
"To be honest, your longevity does not seem to be the result of natural laws," the elder explained, "It seems that it is caused by a secret technique that our Wanqu tribe once lost, and this secret technique is an ancient god-like magic."
"Ancient God's Word?" Qi Tian heard this word again and couldn't help but ask strangely, "What kind of spell is this?"
Could it be... the King of Qin used such magic to bless me? He gave me the ability to live longevity that ordinary people do not have?
"The ancient god's words... I shouldn't have said too much, but General Qi is the benefactor of my clan. If you want to ask, you should naturally answer truthfully!" The elder sighed and said, "In fact, the ancient god's words should be regarded as a language, a language of gods! Only a few people in our Wanqu tribe can master it and use it to communicate with gods!"
"Wanqu, who has not mastered the ancient gods, cannot be connected with the gods he believes in. Therefore, those Wanqu, who has mastered the ancient gods, naturally became elders of various tribes and prayed to the gods for their respective tribes!"
"It's just that this ancient divine word not only has the effect of communicating with gods, but more importantly, the power contained in this language can create anything you want and create any effect you want!"
"Wait..." Qi Tian suddenly interrupted the elder's words, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "You mean, without the ancient gods, no one can connect with the gods they believe in? Is it okay to pray?"
"It's..." The elder was very surprised, but he still answered Qi Tian's question.
Qi Tian's eyes were ignited by anger in an instant, and the beast tendon rope on his hands and feet could no longer tie him up. He broke free from the bed and stood steadily on the ground.
"Without the ancient god's words... you cannot communicate with gods... Do your people know about this?!" Qi Tian asked gritted his teeth, the fire in his eyes was as bright as blood.
The anger surged, and Qi Tian seemed to have the figure who kept praying for him before him, but no matter how she prayed to her god to give her gift, she would not get any response!
So she exchanged her life for Qi Tian’s life!
The anger came and went quickly, and Qi Tian suddenly collapsed on the bed, lowered his head and cried.
Without the explanation of these elves, he knew that ordinary elves could not hear what they said at all. They had to use that bullshit ancient god language!
The elves were startled by Qi Tian's sudden stand-up and took a step back. When they saw Qi Tian sitting down again, they carefully leaned over and asked carefully for the elder: "General Qi, are you okay?"
Qi Tian waved his hand, lowered his head and asked, "After all, do they know?"
Although I understand that I was asking questions clearly, Qi Tian still hopes to be confirmed.
The elder nodded strangely and replied: "Yes... only a few people can use this language. If many people know about the ancient god language, the ancient god language is rampant, and it is inevitable that there will be people with ill-hearted intentions to do something with it..."
"So, all the elves and civilians think that their prayers can be passed into the ears of your gods, no matter how big it is?" Qi Tian raised his head and looked at the elder, his eyes red, as if he was about to seep blood!
The elder was startled and kept retreating, shouting in his mouth: "Oh... Oh my God! It turned out to be the 'King Blood Eyes' of the Caveman! He is not General Qi! He is the king of the Caveman!"
The house suddenly became chaotic, and the elves rushed out of the door in panic, shouting constantly: "Guard! Guard!"
Soon, only two women were left in the house, looking at Qi Tian with caution.
One is Feng Zi, and the other is the woman the elder secretly looked at.
Feng Zi blocked the woman and kept pushing her away on her back, but the woman was motionless and looked at Qi Tian with a blank expression, not knowing what she was thinking.
She had a dark purple short, hanging neatly over her shoulders, obviously she was often trimmed. She was wearing a long brocade robe. Although her whole body was completely covered by the robe, she could vaguely see the graceful body below. She had no decorations on her body except for a string of silver necklaces hanging between her neck.
There was no expression on her face, and her delicate face seemed to have never smiled, without any slight wave. She just stared at Qi Tian like this, and she would not shake her no matter how Feng Zi pushed her.
Judging from Feng Zi's anxious look, it seems that the woman's identity is more important.
Qi Tian did not enter that bloodthirsty state, but because of his anger, he did not expect that his eyes would turn blood red again, and even scare away the elves in the room.
It seems... the elf elder just now said... I am not a human? But a caveman? He also said that his eyes are "King of Blood Eyes"?
Qi Tian sneered, and Feng Zi was so scared that she took off her helmet and turned into a big knife, and she was more careful to protect the woman behind her.
Qi Tian ignored them and thought that this elf elder had a good vision. I can no longer be considered a purebred human now. My body has been transformed into a caveman by the King of Qin. Only by relying on that mantra can I become a human body. But what is the matter with the "King of Blood Eyes" he said?
Although I became the king of cavemen with my own efforts, I didn’t know what the “King of Blood Eyes” is. It was just that the blood Eyes would appear after I changed my personality by wearing a mask.
Could it be because of the mask?
Qi Tian once again thought of the mysterious mask that disappeared. According to the caveman who took him off the mask, this mask was a holy object of the caveman, and all those who carried this mask would have the ability to command all cavemans.
But he didn't say what would happen after wearing a mask.
Qi Tian felt that his soul had been divided into two by this mask. Although his id was still in his body, he was brought out by the mask, which made his temperament change frequently and did things that he would not do normally.
"Qi Tian! What's going on with you?" Feng Zi's words interrupted Qi Tian's thoughts. He raised his head strangely and looked at the other party in confusion.
"Have you seen my state already..." Qi Tian's voice became hoarse, "But something strange, this time, my personality has not changed..."
"I don't care whether your personality changes or not!" Feng Zi tried his best to push the woman behind her out the door, but failed again. The woman was like a big tree that took root. No matter how Feng Zi pushed her with her back, she didn't move at all. "I didn't know that when they saw your red eyes, they would think you were a caveman!"
"General Qi Tian... Your soul is still a human..." The woman behind Feng Zi suddenly said like a dream, scaring Feng Zi trembled, "But her body is no longer a pure human..."
Qi Tian looked at the woman curiously and asked, "Who are you?"
"She is the elder of our tribe, Xunji, the descendant of Xunlei, and the current elder of the Feng clan." Feng Zi introduced that she unknowingly gave up the woman behind her.
Qi Tian twitched his lips, but he didn't expect that the elder just now was not an elder, but this young elf woman was!
"I can see... you have love in your heart... but your hands are stained with the blood of innocent people... Is it because I can't help it? I can see the mask on your face, the face of Amakalin, you are indeed the king of the cavemen..." He continued to say quickly, looking straight at Qi Tian, ​​"But your heart has been resisting... Sure enough, you can't help it..."
Qi Tian had never felt like he was looking at with this look, but now he knew that this feeling was not good, so he stood up and was so shocked that Feng Zi was blocking him and Xunji.
"What do you want to do?" Feng Zi's voice became sharper, and the big knife held it horizontally, blocking her chest.
Qi Tian pushed her aside, staring at Xunji with bloody eyes, and said word by word: "You said you could see the mask on my face? Didn't lose it?"
"As the prophet and elder of the tribe, I will not lie..." It was still a whispering voice, without any emotional fluctuations. "The face of Amakalin chose you, so it will hide on your face and subtly transform your mood. You are not a purely-bred caveman...so, it will move your heart closer to the caveman..."
"General Qi Tian, ​​your kindness made our Wanqu tribe survive nearly 10,000 people in that holy war. This kind of great kindness is something we will never forget..." She continued, "But if we confirm that your heart is exactly the same as the caveman... we can only... kill you!"
The last three words are firmly determined, and are the only three words that have emotions in what Xunji said, and three words that have extreme hatred and murderous aura.
At this time, a team of guards had already arrived outside the house and rushed into the house in a mess, surrounding them.
Feng Zi pulled Xun retreated outside the guards' siege and left Qi Tian inside.
The guard of Wei clanged the two short sickles in his hand, pointed at Qi Tian and shouted: "The spy of the caveman! Don't want to pretend to be General Qi Tian! Show your true body quickly! Stop surrender!"
Qi Tian held his forehead with his left hand and sighed: "Your elders are really... I don't explain it to me! I'm really..."
Before Qi Tian could finish his words, Yu Jian had already waved the two short sickles towards him.
These wind elves are really crazy! They rushed up and beat them if they didn't say it clearly! A thought flashed through Qi Tian's mind - maybe, it's better to kill them all?
Can you just enjoy the sweet blood of the elf?
Qi Tian quickly shook his head and threw away the ridiculous bloodthirsty thoughts in his mind - I don't want to become a cruel thing anymore!
Now that the Qin King's mission has been completed, I am now alone! A real human! I am the official prayer to the new Qin general!
Qi Tian silently recited his name, preventing his mind from losing his mind, and facing the other party.
The guards rushing over should be the captain of the guard. When he rushed over, the rest of the people also waved the exact short sickle in their hands and attacked Qi Tian.
Qi Tian could see that the weapons in their hands were just ordinary refined weapons, not the contract weapon in Feng Zi's hand, so he felt relieved and started fighting.
As long as it is not a contract weapon, their weapons cannot harm themselves!
Chapter completed!