He had some knowledge, and after thinking about it, he retorted: "Since he was born with a different appearance, this brother Shu's purple beard and blue eyes should be a strange person who has revived the bloodline of his ancestors. How can it be regarded as an ironclad proof of the blessing of the war master?"

"Just having a purple beard and blue eyes is not enough. You must use your body to withstand the erosion of external evils, successfully grow to a teenager, and then herd green cattle for the Saint Jiangmen Court!"

Geshu Dashi shook his head again: "According to the elders in the tribe, the beard slave's green ox magic to ward off evil is actually the purple beard and blue eyes using the luck of the saint ginger in the master's body, and then supplemented by the green ox that symbolizes the power of the military master, this can

To be successful, three conditions are indispensable."

When Wei Bao heard this, he couldn't help but glanced at the broken horn of the green bull, and said hesitantly: "One of the horns of this green bull was broken. When you return to the Hou Mansion, you won't be beaten by An Fenghou."

Bar?"

Geshu Dashi hesitated for a moment, then said nonchalantly: "There are green cattle everywhere, but Geshu's don't have many purple beards and blue eyes!"

Seeing this, Wei Bao couldn't help but secretly shake his head: "It may not be easy to find a green bull with such a divine horse... No matter how rare the purple beard and blue eyes of the Shu family are, no matter how talented they are, they are still other people's herdsmen and bearded slaves.

What!"

"Well, since you and your green bull are doing the job of scouts, if we can kill that beast this time, you two will be the first to do it. No matter skin or flesh, you will be the first to pick it!" Wei

Leopard solemnly promised.

Without waiting for Brother Shu Dashi to respond, he skipped this section and changed the topic, with a hint of envy in his tone: "In any case, this green bull evil-proofing technique belongs exclusively to your brother Shu."

Thaumaturgy! Even if the purple-bearded and blue-eyed boy cannot be called a stranger, he is still a well-known magician!"

Wei Bao deliberately ignored the word "bearded slave" in this miraculous art, and praised loudly: "Hey, there are so many sorcerers in each generation of the clan. It is really unique! We, the Wei family, only have

A warlock..."

Geshu Dashi heard this and immediately asked in a muffled voice: "Your surname is Wei... The uncle you just mentioned who traveled far away is the famous sorcerer Jin Dao Wei Gong? I'm going to Jiuzhen County

He has only been around for a short time, but I have already heard many people talk about it, saying that his red gold sword saved countless lives."

When Wei Bao heard this, he immediately became energetic: "Of course that's good! Not to mention this Jiuzhen County, but also the entire Liaozhou and even the six states of the East China Sea, Jin Dao Wei is a resounding gold-lettered sign!"

"That is to say, my uncle is getting older and doesn't run out much anymore. His popularity has become weaker in the past few years. Speaking of which, I don't know who he will pass the red gold sword to in the future..."

The voice of the tall, thin young man in red robe deepened, and he said sadly: "Hey! It's just not my turn anyway."

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard a young man faintly shouting from behind the hillock in front of them: "What a bastard, give me back my horse!"
Chapter completed!