Feng Jian Che prepared a red carriage for Zhou Fei.

He said red festive.

Zhou Fei felt that this guy was scolding himself in a different way.

But it's already come to this kind of time, and Zhou Fei doesn't have the heart to care about this kind of detail problem.

Feng Jian Che didn't kill him, which is already very benevolent.

After all, the barbarian fell to the point where he is now, and it does have a lot to do with him.

On the day of departure, all the old and weak women and children of the tribe left the tent.

They watched in silence as the chariot, a symbol of calamity, departed.

Zhou Fei lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the resentment on the faces of those barbarians, looking at the numbness in their eyes, everything turned into a long sigh.

The car slowly drove out of the tribe and into the grassland.

After Zhou Fei left, Feng Jian Che also left.

The barbarian warrior is fighting a bloody battle ahead, and as the young master of the Holy Sect, he should take the lead.

The purpose of his return this time was not to drive Zhou Fei away, but to take away the great witch Zhu of the tribe.

Zhou Fei's departure can only be regarded as an unexpected gain.

And taking away the Great Witch Zhu also means that the barbarians have to make a last stand.

After Feng Jian Che also left, I don't know who cried first.

Then the whole tribe burst into tears.

The carriage was moving slowly on the grassland, Ling Zhaoyan's body was getting colder and colder, and she was in a coma for most of the day, if she wasn't still breathing, Zhou Fei would really wonder if she was dead.

However, when Ling Zhaoyan woke up, his consciousness was very clear.

It can even make Zhou Fei feel that the sword idiot in the past is back.

"Ahead, what a strong aura. Ling Zhaoyan lifted the curtain of the car, and when he looked around, the sky was already covered by a shadow, and the thick clouds seemed to be about to smash into the earth at any time. And in the clouds, white glows frequently appear.

Zhou Fei knew that it was not thunder and lightning, but a cultivator.

I don't know how many masters have gathered in the current grassland, and the Seven Star Realm is cannon fodder here, so Shenzang can have the right to speak.

Shenzang was originally a watershed for masters, but in the current grassland, the most worthless is the Shenzang realm.

A hidden realm of gods that can be followed everywhere.

Zhou Fei asked the carriage to stop, "This kind of scene is really rare, but we can't go up and join in this fun, let's get around." ”

Ling Zhaoyan turned his head to look at Zhou Fei: "But...... I want to go over. ”

Zhou Fei: "Eh, aren't you going home?" ”

Ling Zhaoyan leaned on Zhou Fei's shoulder: "Actually, I don't have a home anymore." When I was very young, I was sent to Dingjian Pavilion by my father, unlike other Yan parents, my father and mother were very patriarchal, they only wanted male babies, but they gave birth to several female babies. Later, I couldn't support it anymore, so I gave away a few of my sisters everywhere. I was lucky, I was sent to the door of Dingjian Pavilion, and I was lucky to be taken in by Master. The other sisters are not so lucky, a few years ago I went to them on a whim, only to know how unsatisfactory they are, and even the youngest sister has been reduced to a dusty woman. ”

Zhou Fei gently hugged Ling Zhaoyan, not knowing how to comfort him for a while.

Compared with Ling Zhaoyan, his childhood was much happier.

Although his mother died early and his father didn't care, as the son of a general, Zhou Fei's childhood was completely unrestrained, just like a wild horse that had escaped its reins, harming the people everywhere.

Ling Zhaoyan said: "So, I have figured it out now, since I don't have a home, how can I talk about going home? In my opinion, the place where you are is my home." You are my last and only relative. ”

Zhou Fei said: "Okay, I promise you." ”

Ling Zhaoyan said: "Actually, don't you think it's very interesting Zhou Fei? So many people bleed on my scalp, and I was dying and could die at any time, so why did they have to kill me completely? Just let me die silently?"

"The human heart is complex, especially when it comes to the word orthodoxy, the complexity of the human heart will be beyond your imagination. Even without you, they would still be beating their heads and bleeding, and your presence just gave them a bright excuse for their actions. Zhou Fei sneered and said, "But what you said is right, let's go over at this time, maybe we can help the barbarians." After all, we owe Feng Jian Che a favor. ”

Ling Zhaoyan nodded: "Well, if I can compensate the barbarians a little before I die, I can be blind to death." ”

Zhou Fei said, "Then let's go." ”

After that, Zhou Fei raised his whip and gently whipped the horse's body, and the horse spread its hooves and ran on the grassland.

The red carriage was like a drop of red blood, streaked across the verdant meadow.

After attacking about a stick of incense, Zhou Fei pulled the reins of his horse fiercely.

The two horses raised their front hooves high and neighed.

"Phew!" Zhou Fei kept reassuring the two horses.

Ling Zhaoyan poked his head out: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Fei pointed to the sky: "Look." ”

Ling Zhaoyan looked into the sky.

I saw a light "stab" at them.

Zhou Fei kicked on the horse's buttocks, and then threw himself in the opposite direction with Ling Zhaoyan with one hand.

The light hit the ground, and then a trench was plowed into the grass that was two meters deep and more than fifty meters long.

It wasn't until the light disappeared that Ling Zhaoyan and Zhou Fei could see the true face of that light clearly.

It was a sword.

A broken sword, to be exact.

Only a third of the entire blade remained, and the hilt was broken.

However, even such a remnant sword, falling from the sky, still has a terrifying aura.

A moment later, something fell from the sky.

This time it's not a sword, it's a corpse.

A complete, strong barbarian corpse.

This barbarian was extremely tall, conservatively estimated to be more than two meters, his body was as strong as an iron tower, and he held a knife in his hand.

But he died.

The corpse was lying on the cold grass, staring at the sky with round eyes, and there was a hint of unwillingness in his eyes.

Ling Zhaoyan said: "It's so powerful, but it dies so quietly. This battlefield has become a meat grinder, and cultivators are no longer on top, they will also fail and die in battle. ”

Zhou Fei said: "Create evil." ”

At this moment, there was another deafening thunderclap in the distance.

They immediately turned to look in the direction from which the sound had come from, and then saw a bolt of lightning pierce through the clouds and slash directly into the center of the battlefield.

That area immediately became a vacuum zone.

But it is also strange to say that the lightning that seems to be powerful has caused no casualties.

Could it be God's bad taste?

This lightning bolt is actually calling the two sides involved in the war?

It seems that this god likes to watch the excitement.