Wu went west to the west, the river was rugged with strange rocks, and the boatmen on the boat were playing the horn together with the slender men on the river bank.

The riverbank was also full of stones, and above the stones, there was a path that was barely passable, and it was the path that the slender men trodden out with their feet.

I don't know how many slender men fell from this road and died in the boiling river.

Although the human race is not strong physically, but fortunately, it is hard-working, and the status in the great wilderness is also the lowest, the coolies of the human race are naturally very popular, and the line of slender man is too dangerous, who wants to do this job if he is not cornered?

The Terrans' wisdom often compensates for their physical deficiencies, and they are very good at dealing with emergencies that arise, so the Terrans are very popular in this industry.

If you can survive, the reward for a few years can basically make the Terrans live a free life, so there are many desperate Terrans who are willing to come and try their luck.

Sangun Beach is the most treacherous section of the Wujiang River, and the channel in the river that can be navigated by ships is only as wide as three spears connected together, so it is called Sangun Beach. In order to give their customers peace of mind, the porters often tie themselves to the boat when crossing the Three Guns Beach, indicating that they have a boat and are determined to die on the ship.

In the short space of less than four miles of Sangun Beach, I don't know how many slender men have been buried, but the slender men are still flocking to it.

Before the sun had risen, the trumpets of the slender men had already sounded to the sky.

There is a pungent smell of blood in the river water, which is common in Wujiang, and the slender men don't care too much, but they are just glad that the blood in the river water does not have a share of their own.

The sun rose, and there was a sudden thunder and lightning in the sky, and a torrential rain fell from the sky without warning.

The slender man at the front was an old man with a white beard, but he did not have the aura of a dragon bell at all, he was shirtless, and his bronzed skin looked as strong as steel and iron bones.

He looked at the sky, and then at the big ships in the river.

Looking at this, the Wujiang River is about to rise, and if it doesn't hurry up and cross the Sangun Beach in front, the boat will probably have to wait for several days.

This old slender man has been pulling the fiber here for many years, and no one knows why he has been pulling the fiber here for so many years, and no one asks him.

As long as the bosses are willing to come to pull the fiber, they don't ask him why they want to pull the fiber, and they don't care when they leave, they just pay enough wages. This is the hard-earned money of the slender men, which no one dares to withhold, and those bosses who dare to deduct wages have sunk into the Wujiang River.

This is also the reason for the development of Wujiang shipping.

Behind the old man, there is a very huge Dark Night King Kong Clan, he is very big, although the old man is also very tall, but only to the waist of this big man, behind the Night King Kong, is a Beamon tribe as tall as him, and then behind him are more than a dozen slender men of the human race.

The thick rope was tightly tied to their bodies, and they leaned over and pulled hard towards them. Boat, difficult to move forward.

"Hey!" the old man shouted, this is the fiber.

"Hey!" shouted the slender men behind the old man.

"Hey yo, dragon lord, sit in the water, hey yo, prince general, legs lame, hey yo, the ladies of the family, wait for me at the head of the hot pit......"

It was raining, and the rain did not extinguish their wild passions, and the slender men roared and shouted in the torrential rain, and the pouring rain poured into their mouths and noses, but they still shouted, and their trumpets were louder than thunder.

The old man's horn suddenly stopped, revealing a solemn expression, he actually stopped, and the two big men behind him looked at him inexplicably, and the group of slender men suddenly quieted down.

The big boat in the Wujiang River is out of control in an instant, surging the river, and the boat against the current has no way to resist the power of the river, and the out-of-control boat will pull the slender men into the Wujiang River, and the people on the boat will also die.

"What are you doing, you sluts?" said several samurai at the bow of the ship, bending their bows and arrows to force the slender men to continue pulling the boat.

But immediately their faces changed dramatically, and they saw a convoy of horses galloping like a whirlwind from a distance. The horse at the front, because it was too fast, galloped like a flame from a distance.

The horse team is all Terran knights, they go down the river, and it is difficult for even slender men to walk on the banks of the Wujiang River, but these war horses are as flat as they are on the ground.

"Fire!" the old slender man roared suddenly.

"Shhh

The fire also roared in response to the old man, but it didn't stop, it jumped past the old man, and the whirlwind generated by the fire gallop made the slender man behind him stagger, standing unsteadily, but the old man stood there like a needle in the sea.

But the rope on the old man's body could not withstand the weight of the boat, and the rope made a hoarse squeak and broke.

The out-of-control boats were brought down by these slender men and dragged into the Wujiang River.

"Fire!" the old man called out, ignoring that the boat was out of control.

This is not the style of the old slender man at all, he has never given up a companion in Wujiang, so the slender man is also willing to be their leader.

No one saw how the old man moved, he was already standing on the path, and the boat in the river dragged the slender men who had just pulled the fiber with him to the Wujiang River.

No one could see clearly how the old man rushed to the middle of the horse team, and no one could see clearly how the old man appeared in front of this war horse.

Zhu Liyang was engrossed in instilling true qi into Yang Xuan, and he felt very tired.

"Xiangfuzi!" he exclaimed, a little surprised.

The horse team, the moment they passed by this group of unlucky slender men, the knife flashed.

The thick ropes were cut off, and the samurai on board let out a frightened cry, but the arrows in their hands did not dare to shoot a single one, and the ship was completely out of control, and was swept downstream like arrows from the string by the rolling river.

The old slender man and the knights disappeared for a moment in the frightened gaze of the group of slender men who had escaped death.

"Fire, fire, it's the Eighteen Horsemen of Fuyao!" The Terran slave patted his head and said, "It turned out to be the Eighteen Horsemen of the Terran!"

The horse galloped, and the old slender man sat lightly on the back of the fire, as if he had not added a little weight to the fire.

Zhu Liyang handed over the Yang Xuan he was holding in his hand to the old man.

"The king of the Great Wilderness will not be him. The old man looked at Yang Xuan's face, sighed and said, "Yan Yan is wrong, you are going to Zhushan, I will go with you." ”