Life is only a short hundred years, and the lifespan of a strong martial artist is slightly longer, but in today's era when the path of cultivation has been cut off, even a strong martial artist will become a cup of loess at the age of one hundred and seventy or eighty at most.

Everyone will die, and when they are alive, what they pursue is nothing more than the word wonderful.

Let your life be more exciting, when you are old, you can't walk, you can have something to recall, and you can proudly tell future generations that I have this life in my mouth.

Now, the wonderful lives of Xiao Fan and others are still going on, but the top priority is to rescue Xiaoyue who is in danger first.

The black guy who was beaten and cried by Mei Sanbu was sitting on the ground dejected at the moment, he closed his eyes and begged for death, but Xiao Fan and the others would not kill him.

"Why do you have such a big mood swing when you hear that I am a woman who has come to save yourself?" Xiao Fan squatted beside the black guy and asked curiously, he always felt that there was something wrong with this.

The black guy closed his mouth tightly and didn't answer, looking like he was going to kill or chop at will, and he looked very tough.

Xiao Fan had 10,000 ways to torture people, but he didn't use it, but said seriously: "We didn't come here to be enemies of your Visa, it was really a woman who came to save me, if you don't believe it, we can't help it, but you have to know that with our strength, if we really want to kill you, do you think you can still live now?"

The black guy opened his eyes and stared at Xiao Fan, seeing that Xiao Fan's eyes were sincere and a little shaken.

"I swear by your rainbow snake god that you are not lying, otherwise we will all die here. Xiao Fan said again.

According to Xiao Fan's previous temperament, even if he didn't kill these black people, it was inevitable to toss hard.

But now, Xiao Fan is worried about Xiaoyue's safety, he is not familiar with the place, the Visa tribe is the head snake here, if he can have the help of the Visa tribe, he may be able to find Xiaoyue as soon as possible and take her away safely.

Every time it is delayed, Xiaoyue's crisis is one point bigger.

"Our patriarch said that if anyone enters the forbidden land under the pretext of saving his woman, he must be killed. The black guy hesitated, but said it anyway.

"Why?" Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, and he had some judgment in his heart.

The black guy shook his head, he didn't know.

"Yesterday morning, the patriarch sent me to act as a guide near the airport, and asked me to prevent a group of Chinese people from entering the rainforest, and if they forcibly entered, they would be taken to an ambush site to be killed. ”

The black guy paused, and his eyes showed a look of worship: "Our patriarch is the greatest shaman, the spokesman of the rainbow snake god in the world, and his prophecy has never been missed. ”

"Prophecy?, do you really have the ability to predict the future?" the crowd wondered, if it weren't for the prophets, how could they know about their arrival, and how could they first say that someone used the excuse of 'the woman who saved me'?

Xiao Fan shook his head: "The so-called prophecy, I don't believe it, there must be other reasons for this, I think it's the most likely...... Golden Skull!"

"Golden Skull, the leader of the Dead of the Stopping War, does he have such great ability to incite the Visas to deal with you?" Mu Xiaoxuan looked incredulous.

"Have you patriarchs seen anyone in the past two days?" Xiao Fan asked the black guy.

"I don't know. The black guy continued to shake his head, how could he know about the patriarch's affairs.

Xiao Fan pondered for a moment, and then said, "In this way, you take us to the Visa Clan, and I want to meet your patriarch." ”

"See our patriarch?" the black guy exclaimed, and then his eyes widened, "Are you really not afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid, but I don't think your patriarch can kill me. Xiao Fan replied with a smile.

The black guy was silent, hesitating to take the men to the Visa.

After a while, the black guy gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay! I'll take you there, if you really come with malice, the patriarch will definitely kill you!"

The idea of the black guy is very simple, he can't tell the good from the bad with these people, but the patriarch must be able to, once he is sure that these are bad people, the patriarch will shoot and kill them, it's very simple.

Seeing that the black guy worshiped their patriarch so blindly, Xiao Fan also had to be a little vigilant, what if this Visa patriarch could really be strong?

However, Xiao Fan doesn't have much time to delay, the huge Mula rainforest, he wants to find Xiaoyue inch by inch, I'm afraid that before he can find it, Xiaoyue has already been killed by the Golden Skull's people.

You have to get help from the Visas, and you don't know until you try to make it.

Subsequently, under the leadership of the black guy, Xiao Fan and the others went to the location of the Visa, as for the blacks who were injured, Xiao Fan didn't have to worry about them at all, this is a forbidden place circled by the Visa, it is difficult for outsiders to enter, those blacks are injured, they can find some herbs to heal their injuries, and then leave.

This time, the black guy didn't come out again, and walked with Xiao Fan and the others for about two hours, and when the sun was setting, Xiao Fan finally saw some thatched houses hidden in the dense leaves of the rainforest.

Just like the indigenous tribes of Africa seen on TV, this is a completely small village, and most of the black people who come and go are dressed in animal skins, all lean and lean, and there is not a single fat man, and they live in poverty.

In fact, it's not that they don't have money, it's that they do it themselves.

The ascetic's cultivation path is to constantly starve his body and skin, strain his muscles and bones, and then cooperate with special cultivation methods to obtain energy from it, and then imprint it on his body like a tattoo in the form of runes to improve his physical strength.

To a certain extent, Cai Miao's cultivation of body refining martial arts is similar, but it is completely different, and each has its own characteristics.

Although these black men were lean and lean, their spirits were very strong, their eyes were shining, their temples were bulging high, and under their black skin, there was an explosive power.

There are also some black people who are different, they are tall, short, fat and thin, each face is painted with paint messily and cannot be seen, and they walk swaying or jumping, but their steps have a special rhythm, and staring at them for a long time can make people dizzy.

They are shamans, proficient in the existence of spiritual attacks, their attack methods are different from Western magic gods, specializing in attacking the enemy's spiritual will, to the limit, a look can make the opponent hit, become their puppet, very strong.

The Visa tribe has not seen strangers for a long time, and it is still a group of yellow-skinned, black-haired, black-eyed Orientals, which immediately attracted everyone's attention, and they surrounded Xiao Fan and the others with unkind expressions.

The black guy chattered a lot, then turned and ran.

"He said to let these black uncles pay attention to us, and if there is any change, he will do it, and he will call the patriarch. Desert Translator said.

Xiao Fan nodded, and a group of people stood there and didn't move around at will, their eyes looking around, just like the tourists in the tourist area.

(End of chapter)