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Ya was surprised, and Huang Xing was also surprised. The names of his skills all came from another world.

How did Ya know about it without telling him.

When Huang Chen was puzzled, the eighth prince who pulled Huang Chen had a wonderful expression. He was happy for a while, sad for a while, and after changing continuously for a while, he didn't think the floor was dirty, so he sat on the ground directly, with a mournful face Opened the mouth and said:

"Hey, I thought I could find a brother to take revenge, but I didn't expect that there is actually an extra brother."

"Brother, you will be the old thirteen from now on."

"What's the meaning?"

Ya's surprise, the Eighth Prince's decadence, and the Seventh Prince's serious face, all these made Huang Xing a little confused.

"What the hell is going on, what happened?"

At this time, Huang Xing didn't understand what happened at all.

And just when he was confused, a group of people rushed out from the huge temple next to the totem pole. The leader was an old man wearing various ornaments. Under Huang Xing's eyes, his face was full of joy.

"Okay, okay, God bless us barbarians, we have another prince."

"Prince, roar!"

"Prince, roar!"

Under the leadership of the old man, cheers sounded around.

While everyone was cheering, the old man grabbed Huang Xing and pulled him to the temple behind.

"You should have a lot of questions, come on, let me tell you."

After pulling into the house, looking at the strong muscles on Huang Xing's body, the old man was very satisfied, and even planned to touch it twice with his hands, which made Huang Xing feel a chill in his heart.

"Old man, please tell me the situation. I'm still a little confused now."

"Oh, yes, let me tell you the situation first."

Huang Xing's words finally interrupted the old man's admiring gaze, and then he spoke slowly.

"Our barbarians are different from Yunzhou. Here, the strong is king..."

The old man talked a lot, from history to the present, and Huang Xing also condensed some information from it.

"The barbarian prince is different from Yunzhou. The prince is not born of the king, but the prince who awakens the blood of the barbarian king."

"At the same time, the competition for the throne is also fought by those who have awakened the blood of the barbarian king."

"Even if it is a child of a king, if he has not awakened the blood of a barbarian king, he still cannot have the qualifications to become a king."

After listening to the news, Huang Xing's surprise directly appeared on his face. This is the first time he heard that Wang's child may not be a prince.

But soon, Huang Xing felt that this was normal in the wild.

Savage people would not believe that a weak person is the king, because barbarians like the style of duels before gods, ordinary people are kings, and they are likely to be killed directly in a certain duel.

Moreover, once the barbarians start a war, it is often the king who charges forward. In this way, the less powerful person becomes the king, and death is a matter of time.

Once you understand the character and customs of the barbarians, you will know why the king's child does not necessarily become a prince.

Of course, each generation of barbarian kings will have several princes' children. One is that the king has many women and many children. If there are too many, there will always be a few that will stand out.

Also, the barbarian king is powerful, and his children will not be weak, and the barbarian king also has a lot of resources in his hands. With his dedicated training, the prince can still produce a few.

"In the world of high martial arts, if you want to become a king, you must have extremely strong strength. I don't know if Yunzhou is the same as this side."

"It should be different. People in Yunzhou are good at intrigue. Their king may not be the strongest, but he won't be the weakest either."

Just as soon as such an idea appeared in his mind, Huang Xing shook his head and gave up.

Now, it's not the time to think about these things. After knowing that only the strong can become princes, Huang Xing also thought of other things.

"Old man, you said that only the strong can become princes, but I heard that other golden bloodlines can only be regarded as the sons of leaders. How can this happen?"

These words made the old man smile.

"The bloodline of the barbarian king is more suitable for our barbarian exercises than other golden bloodlines. The bloodline is only the foundation. There are many exercises in our clan, and only those with the bloodline of the barbarian king can learn them. Of course, this is not the main reason."

After saying this, he glanced at the totem pole, and after a long time, he said to Huang Xing: "You know the ancestral land, right?"

"Know."

The Wild Desolation is very large, and there is more than one royal court, represented by totems, the twelve strongest totem gathering places are the Twelve Royal Courts.

The royal court where Huang Xing was located was one of the twelve royal courts with a cow as a totem.

Under the royal court, there are other leader tribes established by the golden blood.

And above the royal court, there is also the ancestral land, which is the most mysterious place, the origin of the barbarians, and there are many mysteries.

Of course, that's all that Huang Xing knows. He used to be a weak person after all.

Hearing that Huang Xing knew the ancestral land, the old man nodded.

"It's good to know, the ancestral land is the place where our barbarian gods are silent, and there are gifts from the ancestor gods in that silent place."

"Whenever the king passes away, the duel will start between you princes. The winner in the end can go to the ancestral land to absorb the blood of the barbarian god. After accepting the gift, the golden blood on your body will transform into a mythical blood. "

"And only the blood of the barbarian king can receive the gift and integrate the blood of the gods."

Speaking of this, Huang Xing also knows why only the blood of the barbarian king can become a prince without the old man telling him.

Obviously, the barbarian bloodline that can transform into a mythical bloodline is stronger than other golden bloodlines.

Even if there is a golden bloodline that is stronger than the bloodline of the barbarian king, when the bloodline of the barbarian king is fused with the blood of the barbarian god and transformed into a mythical bloodline, those golden bloodlines will also have to be caught blind.

The mythical bloodline, no matter in that respect, can crush the golden bloodline.

While Huang Xing was thinking, the old man continued to speak:

"To be able to have the blood of a barbarian king, you should be the blood left by the previous king. Wait a while and wash up. After becoming a prince, the king will receive you, and there will be a banquet to welcome you later."

"Thank you old man, don't you know who you are?"

"I'm just an old man."

Huang Xing didn't believe it at all. An old man couldn't live next to the totem pole and have so many guards.

Seeing the disbelief on Huang Xing's face, the old man smiled and said, "I'm also Wu Zhu here."

"Wu Zhu, Wu Zhu of the royal court, the elder Wu, I didn't expect it to be you!"

Seeing that there was no trace of threat on the old man in front of him, Huang Xing felt a sense of surprise in his heart. He had the intuition of reaching A level, but he didn't feel any threat from the old man.

"It is impossible for the elder witch of the royal court not to be a threat to me. This is relying on skills to block my detection."

In this way, Huang Xing also understood.

"Intuition A is not invincible. If the enemy is much stronger than me, I will not be able to detect it by relying on intuition."

"However, if the enemy is really that strong, no matter whether the intuition can detect it, it will be useless. If such a strong person wants to kill me, it is just a matter of one finger."

Thinking in his heart, Huang Xing still prepared to wash up according to the elder witch's advice.

However, before Huang Xing asked where to wash up, Da Wu patted him twice, and two girls walked in.

What surprised Huang Xing was that the girl was from Yunzhou.

"It seems that you like girls from Yunzhou very much. This is a businessman from Yunzhou. It is dedicated to Wang Ting. If you like it, take it away."

"No need, I have Xiao..., where is Xiaowei?"