Mu Achen also sensed this.
But his gaze fell on Mi Aling, the spirit maiden of western Hunan.
This Miao girl, leading the Miao people of western Hunan toward him—
Her appearance is comparable to Amo's.
She was as graceful as a startled swan, her figure light and beautiful!
Moreover, it possesses a powerful aura.
But why did she look at me so strangely?
Amo, who was next to Achen, also noticed this, but she knew the reason and didn't think much of it.
Two minutes later--
Mi A'ling and all the core Miao people of western Hunan walked to within five meters of Mu A'chen.
Bring your feet together! Present the gift!
"Mi A'ling, the spirit maiden of the Miao region in western Hunan, leads the Miao people to pay homage to the future Miao king, the Holy Maiden!"
"Future Miao King, Holy Maiden."
Thousands of Miao people from western Hunan all gave gifts.
And this cry of "Future Miao King" was incredibly powerful.
Every Miao soldier and grass ghost girl is filled with pride.
They were excited, they were thrilled.
Because they believed they could live in the same era as their future Miao king.
You must know that their ancestors had all longed for the Miao King to reappear, but unfortunately, they never got to see him.
For Mu Achen, at this very moment—
He could feel the affection the Miao people of western Hunan had for him, especially the two elderly women next to Mi A-Ling. After they gave him their gifts, their eyes never left him, Mu A-Chen.
There were also two Miao army commanders whose expressions were filled with deep respect.
really--
As soon as Mu Achen stepped forward, the two old women could no longer hold back and called out "Miao'er" before rushing over.
This cry of "Miao'er" carries a deep sense of longing and anticipation.
"Miao'er!"
Several elderly women held Ah Chen's hands tightly, looking him up and down.
"It's here! It's finally here!"
"Our ancestors have been waiting for this for generations, for thousands of years, and finally it has come."
The grandmothers, all of whom are quite old, all wanted to hug Ah Chen.
Achen's nose tingled with tears from the atmosphere; he knew very well how arrogant the old witches of Miao territory were.
At that moment, he smiled without saying a word, but raised his hand to wipe away the tears of the old women. As he wiped them away, the old women could no longer control their tears.
These old women have such a deep attachment to the future Miao king; it's an imprint of the Miao soul etched in their minds.
Passed down from generation to generation!
but--
When the old women saw Ah Chen's dark hand, they immediately knew what had happened!
The next second, his initial feelings of excitement and sorrow changed drastically, and his anger soared, pointing directly at the old witches in eastern Guizhou.
"White Miao and Black Miao, are you old witches from eastern Guizhou really that capable? Look at yourselves, look at how badly my future Miao king is injured."
"No need for words, let's fight!"
These two old ladies from western Hunan have such fiery tempers.
But the two old women, Bai Miao and Hei Miao from eastern Guizhou, wouldn't have it. They weren't afraid to fight their old rivals, the witch doctors from western Hunan, but fighting on this grounds meant they were clearly at a disadvantage and couldn't gain the upper hand.
Even if they can't gain the upper hand, they still have to fight, but they can't bring those things out in front of Achen.
"I'm not afraid of you from western Hunan, so let's go into the forest."
Before Ah Chen could react, the old woman from the Black Miao tribe who had taught Guan Ling a lesson had actually lured the old woman from Xiangxi into the nearby dense forest.
"Hey, grandma, please don't hit me, I'm fine."
pity--
The enraged old witches didn't stop; instead, they walked even faster.
Ah Chen was speechless.
But the next second, his hand was lifted up.
One side of her face revealed herself to be Mi A'ling, the spirit maiden of western Hunan.
Mi A-Ling was rolling up the sleeve of Mu A-Chen's dark arm.
Achen tried to break free, but Mi Aling held on tightly.
"Let go, I'm fine."
Mi A-Ling didn't speak. After carefully examining A-Chen, she finally released him, tucked his sleeve down, and then—
Turning to look at Amo, he said, word by word, "He is your husband, but he is also the future Miao King of Miao territory. I've said it before, if you can't take good care of him in eastern Guizhou, I'll take him from western Hunan!"
"No! What do you mean? I'm not an object, you—"
"Ah Chen, can Ah Mo talk to Ah Ling alone?" Ah Mo asked Ah Chen softly.
Ah Chen glanced at Mi A Ling, whose anger was not to be underestimated. He knew this spirit maiden cared about him, but—
"Mi Aling, come this way."
As soon as Achen nodded, Amo called Mi Aling aside.
But who knew--
The two Miao army commanders from the two Miao regions actually clashed at this time.
Mu Achen felt like he was being squeezed by both sides, yet both sides cared about him deeply.
"Achen--"
Seeing that the two sides were about to fight, the three clan elders hurriedly came over and said to Achen, "We can't let them fight! The Miao army is the strongest in combat. If they start fighting, they will both be severely injured."
Mu Achen glanced around at the Miao people covering the mountains and plains.
It's not just the Miao army; it seems even the grass ghost girls from both sides are about to start a massive battle of Gu!
He felt so frustrated.
You might think that Mu Achen wouldn't care if a few hundred men were fighting, but this involves thousands of people!
It involves the two strongest Miao armies in the Miao region, the old witch with the strongest secret arts, and the grass ghost with the most powerful Gu magic.
If war breaks out, that would be terrible.
The key point is that the Xiangxi spirit girl over there has actually started to manipulate that strange secret technique with Amo.
The battle between these two top-tier mystical arts masters is about to erupt.
And in the dense forest over there, the black mist twisted and the sounds were incessant, clearly a battle between the strongest Gu and a battle of extremely advanced secret techniques.
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