Peach Luck Shuangxiu

Chapter 528 The Saint's Man

"Have you recovered your memory?"

Qiu dreamed that Zhou Lang remembered his name, and asked quickly, their tribe is called Jiulong Nomads, her grandfather Qiu Canghu is the patriarch of this tribe, and her parents are no longer alive, she is the granddaughter of Qiu Canghu , is also the saint and the most beautiful girl of this clan.

"I only remember my name, and I don't remember the rest."

Zhou Lang said with a blank face, his head was severely concussed during the avalanche, and the memories in his mind were shattered into pieces. He didn't know where he came from or who he was.

"Zhou Lang, if you can remember your name, then you can slowly remember other things." Qiu Meng comforted.

"You saved me? Can you tell me the detailed process of the matter?" Zhou Lang said after a long silence. It is very painful for a person to lose his memory. He wants to restore his memory as soon as possible.

"Your clothes are all soaked, let me find some clothes for you to put on." Qiu Meng said with a blushing face, at this time Zhou Lang was still only wearing a pair of big underpants, she was somewhat embarrassed.

Later, she found Zhou Lang a dress made of animal skins, and let Zhou Lang wear it.

While dressing, Zhou Lang suddenly saw the ancestral copper coin hanging around his neck, and felt very intimate.

"This copper coin should be with me all the time." After getting dressed, he kept playing with this ancient copper coin, trying to find some clues from this ancient copper coin.

But after thinking for a long time, he couldn't think of anything.

"I want to go out for a walk." After a long time, Zhou Lang said to the old patriarch and Qiu Meng. Now that he has lost his memory, he has to figure out the surrounding environment as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll accompany you." Qiu Meng said, she is not very old, but she is a sensible girl, she just said something softly, and walked out of the tent with Zhou Lang.

It was late at this time, but the moon was up.

The moonlight was like water, shining on this boundless meadow, Zhou Lang's cultivation was still there, and because of taking Snow Lotus, the true energy in his body was particularly abundant at this time.

His eyesight can naturally see very far.

Looking at the countless yurt-like tents on the meadow, he felt very strange, but under the moonlight and stars, the countless tents on the meadow were still lit with oil lamps, and under the night, they looked very beautiful .

Zhou Lang just walked around like this, Qiu Meng stood shoulder to shoulder with him, but said nothing.

Zhou Lang lost his memory, he didn't know who he was and where he came from, he was at a loss for everything.

For the next period of time, Zhou Lang lived in the meadow of the Kowloon nomads. He originally wanted to visit the snowfield where he had an accident, but the old patriarch and Qiu Meng asked Zhou Lang to recover because Zhou Lang's body had not recovered. The wolf first recovers in the tribe.

Zhou Lang often feels that his meridians are burning like a raging fire. If Xinzhi does not solve this problem, his body will definitely have problems, and his cultivation base may be completely destroyed. Although his memory is gone, he knows the importance of strength, and he wants to recover. Memory, in order to get back to the original self, one needs to have a strong cultivation base.

Therefore, he listened to the words of the old patriarch and Qiu Meng, and basically stayed in the old patriarch's tent to practice.

The effect of Snow Lotus Nine Leafs is very powerful, Zhou Lang can only use his skills to continuously absorb the vast qi stored in his body because of taking Snow Lotus Nine Leafs, otherwise, he would really have to explode and die.

Therefore, in the past three months, except for going out with Qiu Meng occasionally, he has been practicing continuously. He wants to figure out who he is, and he feels that he can't live without knowing, let alone die without knowing.

What Zhou Lang didn't know was that in the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, Xiaoxi, Li Mengxue and others had been looking for it. Except for Xiaoxi and Duzun, Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Xuezi who were monks, Li Mengxue and others' cultivation bases were not enough , It is very difficult to go to the snow field area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, so they hurry up to practice.

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In three months, Li Mengxue and others have all become monks in the Qi refining period, and they can enter the snowfield and start searching for Zhou Lang.

But Zhou Lang was already thousands of miles away in the meadow of the nomads in Jiulong. Even if they dug three feet into the snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain, they still couldn't find Zhou Lang.

The snowfield area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain is already extremely cold, but the spring is already blooming in Feiyun City, Western Yunnan Province.

After searching for a few months, Li Mengxue, Xiaoxi and the others were also completely disappointed, so they had no choice but to leave Jiulong Snow Mountain and return to Feiyun City.

Deng Qi did not return to Hong Kong, Zhao Xiaorou did not return to the provincial capital, Yamamoto Yuki and Muto Yukiko did not return to the island country, they all lived in Zhou Lang's villa.

They knew that the chance of Zhou Lang surviving was very small, but they still hoped that Zhou Lang would come back one day.

Three months later, under Ye Meng's careful care, Zhou Lang's injuries had fully recovered, and he had fully adapted to life in the meadow. Apart from feeling empty in his heart, there was nothing wrong with him, because Qiu Meng treated him so well. Very well, with such a beautiful woman greeting him, he didn't feel that life after amnesia was boring.

On a sunny afternoon, Zhou Lang and Qiu Meng went out side by side and took a walk on the meadow.

There are quite a few nomads, according to Qiu Meng, there are tens of thousands of people, and this is a nomad who cultivates truth. Adults are generally masters of martial arts, and those who are slightly outstanding are monks in the Qi refining period. The entire nomad, There are hundreds of monks in the Qi refining period, and dozens of monks in the foundation building period.

The two met many ethnic groups along the way. Qiu Meng was the granddaughter of the old patriarch and the saint of the clan, so people kept saluting Qiu Meng, and every one of them saw Zhou Lang, even though they had seen it countless times before. Look carefully at Zhou Lang.

The women are okay, they just look at Zhou Lang secretly, with curious expressions, but the men are different. Those unmarried men, when they see Zhou Lang, are full of hostility.

"Qiu Meng, you are very kind to me, and your grandfather is also very kind to me. The women here are very kind to me. Why do young men always look hostile when they see me?"

When no one was around, Zhou Lang couldn't help asking Qiu Mengdao, because it wasn't the first time he encountered this situation.

"Zhou Lang, you really don't know?" Qiu Meng stopped and said.

"I really don't know." Zhou Lang said, "Please tell Miss Qiu Meng."

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Qiu Meng didn't answer Zhou Lang's question directly. She looked at Zhou Lang with her bright eyes and asked shyly, her eyes flickering.

"Of course you are beautiful. Although I have lost my memory, I think you are the most beautiful girl in the world." Zhou Lang said.

"You are right. I am the saint of our tribe. Every unmarried man likes me, but I have never looked at any man."

Qiu Meng said: "But after my grandfather and I rescued you and came back, you have been living in my grandfather's tent, and I have been taking care of you. Many people in the clan, or people in the tribe, think that I have an unusual relationship with you."

"So that's the case. It seems that your clansmen are jealous." Zhou Lang suddenly realized: "You are my savior, and of course the relationship with me is unusual, but the relationship between us is pure."

"You think so, but other people don't think so, because you are a saint in the tribe, and you live in the tent of my grandfather and me, so they think you are my man."

Qiu Meng said with a red face.

I don't know why, after a few months, she found that she has a special feeling for Zhou Lang. Perhaps, she is too familiar with the men in the tribe, and there is no novelty at all, and Zhou Lang came from the outside world. , her cultivation base is not low, she likes the strong, so she has a vague liking for Zhou Lang, otherwise, she would not let Zhou Lang live in her and her grandfather's tent. For several months, nothing happened. Do it, take care of Zhou Lang wholeheartedly. "

"Your beauty and kindness, no one can refuse, but you don't belong to the people here, I will leave sooner or later." Zhou Lang said: "If this is the case, I can explain it to the people in the tribe."

"I am willing to leave with you." Qiu Meng said shyly: "In our place, if a man is allowed to live in our tent for a long time, it is an admission of relationship with this man. Are you willing to take me away?"

"Since this is the case, then I will take you away. I don't know what kind of experience I have had before, but since I was revived a few months ago, you are the most important woman in my life."

Zhou Lang said, Qiu Meng is beautiful and kind, so it is impossible for him not to want such a girl.

"It's not easy for you to take me away. Tomorrow is the Warrior's Day here. Under the circumstances of life and death, any man must accept the challenge of others. I am a saint. You must defeat all the challengers, because according to the regulations of our tribe, only the strongest of the tribe can own me and become a man who is a saint."

Qiu Meng said.

"Although there are countless strong people in the tribe, no one is my opponent." Zhou Lang said confidently.

"What is your cultivation level now? I can tell you that there are a few young talents, but their cultivation bases in the middle stage of foundation establishment are still stronger than mine. You can't take it lightly. If I am taken away by others, You will regret it forever."

Qiu Meng said, although she felt that Zhou Lang was stronger than herself, and Zhou Lang took Jiuye Xuelian, she was still a little worried because she knew that there must be more than one person who would challenge Zhou Lang, at least dozens, or even There are hundreds of people, and any underage male who has stepped into the realm of self-cultivation will probably come to fight.

"In the clan, the old patriarch has the highest cultivation level, right?" Zhou Lang didn't answer Qiu Meng's question, but asked instead.

"That's right, my grandfather is at the peak level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, only one step away from the Golden Core Stage." Qiu Meng said truthfully.

"Then you can rest assured, I will never lose to the challenger." Zhou Lang smiled confidently.

"I believe in you." Qiu Meng nodded.

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The next night is the Warrior's Day of Kowloon Nomads.

Warrior's Day is the most grand festival in this tribe. In this tribe, the strong are respected, and only a strong man can marry the most beautiful girl.

At nightfall, countless torches were lit on a meadow not far from the old patriarch's tent, and the entire tribe, men, women, and children, gathered together to form a large circle with a diameter of several hundred meters.

The girls put on the most beautiful animal skin clothes, and the unmarried men are gearing up to duel with their rivals accurately to snatch the woman in their hearts.

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