The bandit leader who was swept up in the sky fell from a high altitude, and he fell to the ground heavily after being blown away for an unknown distance, choked and choked by blood, and in a daze, he saw the horse's hooves not far away, and wanted to reach out for help, but was shot in the head by an iron pestle hammer.

"Chief, is this the leader of that bandit group in the south? How can he be covered in bruises?" asked the man on a tall horse, wearing a felt hat, and red and blue feather earrings in his ears.

The leader of the national character face who walked in the front did not answer, and used the iron pestle in his hand to flirt with the body of the bandit leader, and when he saw the wound on his back, he frowned.

The fatal wound was not a wound the size of a bowl on the shoulder, but in the back.

The wound on his back is a little peculiar, judging by his soul power, he is just a person of the Qingfeng Rank, and he can actually kill the Blue Secretion Rank, so you have to pay attention.

The man, known as the chief, put away his iron pestle and continued his journey with a mighty crowd of hundreds of people.

Liu Ming met Jin Eun, who rushed to help, and helped Liu Ming back to the tent to rest, asking him what was wrong with the bandits.

"I scared a few away, and the rest of the bandit leaders were blown away by me by borrowing skill, and without the help of doctors or churches in this environment, they would definitely die. Liu Ming said weakly, and Kim Eun kept covering him with a quilt to help him warm up.

"It's worthy of being the best young generation in the Qimo King City!

"There is no Blue Secretion Rank strength. If it was a disciple of the Flower Sect who met him, he would have died even more miserably and earlier. Liu Ming said.

I don't know how this guy cultivated to the Blue Secretion Rank! There are only one or two soul skills that he knows, and his power is not high, but he just relies on the power of the Blue Secretion Rank to fight, and his flexibility is not high.

"No matter! This time it was you who saved us again, and I don't know how to thank you. Kim said ashamedly.

"No thanks! especially don't try to introduce me to girls or anything!" Liu Ming said, closing his eyes and recuperating.

The wound on his body Liu Ming has already taken the primary healing medicine to recover, if he relies on self-cultivation, the effect will be slow at this low temperature, which will affect the next trip.

Liu Ming jumped alive after resting for two days, making Jin En and his party suspect that this guy was a demonic human.

Lao Jiu came to the door and complained to Liu Ming, he stunned him last time, causing his neck to be sore and abnormal, Jin Gu also ran over to get Liu Ming's praise, after all, he made a lot of efforts in logistics.

"Yes! You know how to protect your family at a young age! Reward you for doing thirty more push-ups tomorrow!" Liu Ming happily slapped Jin Gu's head, causing him to be annoyed.

The escort team was very sincere and waited for Liu Ming to recover before going on the road, and everyone moved in the original direction, and four days later successfully encountered the first tribe of the grassland, Tara!

Large and small tents gather together, along the river, small celebratory flags are hung between the tents, and there are tribal personnel patrolling on horseback to prevent the attack of monsters or the seizure of grass bandits and bandits.

The convoy had its own flag, and the patrols on the periphery carefully identified Kim's team and allowed them to pass in, giving them a warm welcome.

Jin En first talked to the leader of the tribe about the exchange of materials, took out a fur coat to display, and after the leader of the tribe confirmed the quality, he also exchanged daily necessities such as salt tea with the escort team.

The convoy was also supplemented with food and the like, each with its own income.

"Kim, I didn't expect you to come this year! and bring such great clothes! This year's cold snap can survive!" said the leader of the Tara tribe, his chin and beard hanging down in a braid, inexplicably happy.

Liu Ming tilted his head to look at Kim, his beard was exploding and messy.

"Thanks to our little brother, come, Liu Ming! Introduce to you, this is the leader of the Tara tribe, and he is estimated to be over 200 years old this year! He is a master at the peak of the Qingfeng Rank, you can ask more questions, for the sake of my Kim's face, that old guy is happy to answer." ”

"I'm older than you, is that really good?" the leader of the Tara tribe asked, half-squinting, his tone not reproachful.

"When I was a teenager, I was pulled by you to call me a brother! How can you still say polite?" Kim was drunk, resting his elbow on the leader's shoulder.

The two have looked at each other for forty or fifty years, and they naturally have a cordial relationship, Liu Ming is the first time they have met, how dare they be presumptuous.

"Hello. Liu Ming smiled and nodded.

"It's not more restrained! The little brother is an adventurer, it seems to be an adventurer near Chimo. The Whitebeard leader asked, and Liu Ming nodded.

"Look at your breath, you don't look like a prairie person! ”

"Exactly. This time I went out on a mission, and I happened to be rescued by Brother Kim, and I went along the way. Liu Ming said.

"When you go out alone, you should pay more attention!" said the whitebeard leader, the old god, and Kim pushed him dissatisfied.

Liu Ming can be regarded as the lifesaver of the entire escort team, how can this old guy talk!

"Hey, what are you doing!" Whitebeard was not good-tempered, perhaps because he had drunk, and pulled Kim by the collar.

"Boy Liu is the lifesaver of the escort team!, how do you talk!" Kim sprayed wine on Whitebeard's face.

Whitebeard didn't expect this, and asked the reason curiously.

Jin En told the bandits, and the white beard grew and sighed, and he was a little impressed by Liu Ming. No wonder Kim Eun can call him a brother, it turns out that this is the case.

"Little Brother Liu is not simple!" Whitebeard handed Liu Ming a glass of wine, and Liu Ming took it with both hands and drank it all.

"It's over. Liu Ming said with a smile.

"I've heard from other tribes that there is a group of bandits in the south who pretend to be sick and ask for help, and after entering the tribe, they plunder and slaughter the tribe's people. Four or five small tribes have suffered in the winter, and I didn't expect you to do the same. Whitebeard hated the bandits, and was very happy when he learned that Liu Ming had eliminated the grassland for him.

"Brother Liu, this cup should be for the southern grassland, I salute you!" Whitebeard stood up and said solemnly, and the tribal men present also raised their wine glasses to face Liu Ming, and drank the wine in unison.

"Don't, why are you so grand!" Liu Ming was a little flustered, killing the bandits by himself was also self-preservation, and he didn't deserve such a respectful attitude.

"Boy, take this wine!" Kim snapped.

"There are fewer and fewer people in the steppe. The people on the grassland not only carry their own inheritance and culture, but more importantly, we all have our own unique gods. One less tribe represents the fall of a god. That's why that guy chose not to kill us and just let us go. ”

Kim explained that Yoo Ming didn't expect so many representatives behind them.

"God?" Liu Ming frowned.