Yang Xianmao was so angry that he was ruthless in his heart, it seems that the people here really can't deal with common sense, the previous young man half-truthed reminded himself that he couldn't trust anyone, and sure enough, the young man actually wanted to make money and kill him, even he couldn't believe it. And these people obviously saved their lives, but they didn't have the slightest gratitude to Dade, but they wanted to mutilate their own bodies and want to seize the magic weapons on their bodies, but they really couldn't believe it.

After suffering these two big losses, Yang Xianmao was secretly ruthless and taught himself a lesson in his stomach - in this wasteland, if you have to fucking believe in one person again, you are a pig's head!

They walked on, and for about an hour, they finally came to a large cave in an empty canyon, and there was a large flat field, on which hundreds of people were busy. Some were cooking meat, some were mending animal skin clothes, and some were doing something that made Yang Xianmao stunned, it was a pair of men and women, who were sighing as if no one was around in the wilderness.

Yang Xianmao was so shocked that he wanted to scream, there were still people who did that kind of thing in front of others in broad daylight. There are people next to them who are cooking, eating, talking, and even teasing children, and they are busy with their business, as if these men and women are doing the same thing as cooking, teasing children, and sewing clothes, and there is no need to avoid others at all.

When they got back here, two women were croaking and fluttering, like hens in love, rushing over to hug the two young men.

He kicked the woman away for the man and said, "Wait a while, I have something important to tell the chief, and I'll clean you up when I come back." ”

"Come on, who's afraid of you?" the woman chuckled.

The woman holding the child was thrown to the ground by another man, and the child was placed next to her and cried.

Yang Xianmao's scalp is about to explode, what the hell is this place? How can there be such a group of shameless things.

He was carried into a cave. In the cave, on a huge animal skin, there was a tall and burly man. There were also several couples of men and women in the cave, but he ignored them.

The young man came to this strong man, slammed Yang Xianmao to the ground, and then said: "Chief, we met this kid on the road, he seems to be from the human world, he has a lot of high-level magic weapons on his body, and there is a magic weapon that can blow up the tyrannosaurus, which is very powerful. He was killed by the tyrannosaurus, but he was wearing a defensive weapon, and there was no way to get rid of this kid's weapon. It's better for you to come, chief, but this guy was found by us, and we have to choose the magic weapons in it first. It's your rule. ”

The chief sat up straight, shook the trembling muscles of his body, and said, "Nonsense! When does Lao Tzu's rule not count? As long as the person who is captured, whether dead or alive, he can take one of these things by himself, and say, what do you want?"

A few of them hurriedly told them all the things they needed, but they didn't say that the young woman wanted a throwing knife over there. The young woman was pressed outside the cave and did not come in. They also didn't say that the person they fished back with this dead full-body magic weapon died to save them and save them from the mouth of the tyrannosaurus.

Yang Xianmao curled up on the ground, he didn't need to open his eyes and close his eyes at all, because he couldn't see his face and eyes from the outside, but he could clearly see all kinds of scenes in the cave, and he suddenly appeared on the other side of the cave, there was also an extremely tall and burly figure, similar to the chief in front of him, but that person was twenty years older than the current person, probably more than sixty years old.

On the other side of the cave there was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, very strong, tall and burly, a lot taller than the average man, and similar in appearance to the chief, who was gnawing on the leg of an unknown animal, charred black on the outside, but still bloody on the inside, devouring it, and there were many bones at his feet. Looking at his appearance, people know why this person can grow so tall and strong.

After hearing a few of them finish their request, the chief stood up and walked to Yang Xianmao's side and squatted down, grabbing the soft armor on its outside with his hand, and his palm was surrounded by a black aura.

Eighth-level elementary powerhouse!

It turned out that this chieftain Xiuzhen had already reached the eighth level, no wonder he could be a chief, Yang Xianmao didn't dare to take it lightly, before his Yin Yang True Fire was fully recovered, if he wanted to fight against such an opponent, the chance of winning was very small, and it was difficult to escape, so he had to pretend to be dead to the end.

The chief was very surprised that he didn't tear it under this pull, so he grabbed the soft armor with both hands and divided it hard, trying to tear it open. The strength of his claw was so great that even the tough tiger and leopard leather could tear it, but it couldn't hurt the soft armor in the slightest.

The chief frowned, walked back to his couch covered with tiger and leopard skin, took a shiny plate axe from the bedside, walked over, aimed at Yang Xianmao's neck, and tried to chop off the human head with an axe, and chop the soft armor and the human head in two.

Yang Xianmao's heart suddenly hung up, he didn't know if he could take this axe, the axe was full of black aura, which meant that it was an eight-grade magic weapon, plus he himself was an eighth-grade powerhouse, this full force came down with an axe, if the soft armor couldn't stop it, the head would move.

He immediately gathered the Yin Yang True Fire that had already accumulated a small half, and prepared to launch a sneak attack. But he didn't dare to untie the closure of his left leg, once the snake venom suddenly attacked, he could not escape death, and he could only jump on one leg at this time. Under the siege of so many people, he couldn't run away on one leg, so he had to win by surprise and keep this chief as a hostage.

Just as the chief's giant axe was raised higher and higher, he suddenly heard the old man over there, who was also burly and tall, say in a loud voice, "Wait, I'll take a look." ”

The chief slowly put down the great axe, turned his head to look at the old man who was walking towards him, and said, "Father, is there anything you can do?"

The old chief squatted down, pulled the soft armor on Yang Xianmao Mountain, and then turned his head to the chief and said, "This thing is specially refined by the tongue of the Flood Desolate God Crocodile by the refiner, and it is easy to collect, and it is difficult for outsiders to break it." Although your giant axe is an eight-grade, but if you want to break through the magic weapon defense made by the tongue of the Flood God Crocodile, it is still powerless, even if you cut it down, this magic weapon will be destroyed, this is a good thing, with this thing to protect yourself, maybe you can break through the dragon gate and soar to adulthood, enjoy the centennial birthday, have you thought about these?"

The chief put down the great axe completely, and said, "That's true, but what if you can't open this thing?"

"If you can't open it, find a way, if you can't open it, you will destroy it? If you finish destroying it, there is no hope at all, so why bother? Think about it again. ”

A bewitching middle-aged woman came up, put her arm around the chief's waist and said, "I have a way. ”

"Oh, what is the best way, ma'am. ”

The woman smiled and said, "I have heard people say that the magic weapon recognizes the owner, and only after the master dies can the magic weapon become ownerless, and only then can the blood be recognized and owned by the new owner." Since the man is dead, all it takes is to drip the chief's blood on it, and it will recognize its new owner, and will take it from the corpse at the master's command. ”

The chief's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, I didn't think there was such a way." Let me. ”

After that, he pulled out the dagger from his boot and was about to cut off his hand and drip blood, and the bewitching woman continued: "Don't worry, my king, I heard that even if a person's body is dead, but his soul is not dead, he can't become an ownerless yet, and he has to find a way to destroy his soul in order to truly control this magic weapon." ”

The chief rolled his eyes a few times and said, "How to destroy his soul?"

"Brew a decoction out of soul-searching herbs, put it in a cauldron, throw the corpse in it and cook it for a few hours, and his soul will be destroyed. ”

"Soul Searching Grass, how can there be?"

"I'll go find it. The crypt people who can't see the light of day have this grass in their hands, and this grass can only be found in the deepest caves underground, and I went to their leader to ask for it. ”

"It's okay, it's just that those crypt people also eat people without blinking, and the asking price is too high, if they ask for too much, forget it, let's find another way. ”

The woman nodded and said, "After dark, I will go down to the crypt man to discuss, get the soul searching grass, and take his soul soul after suffering, and then I can obtain this magic weapon, as well as all the magic weapons on his body." - But I've done this for the king, so what's in it for me?"

"I know your ghostly eyes, well, tomorrow morning I canonize your son as the new chief, and in a few days he will take my place. That's okay, right?"

Unexpectedly, the young woman giggled, slapped him lightly, and said, "At best, what does it mean to be a chief for two or three days, I am not uncommon!"

When Yang Xianmao, who was lying on the ground, heard this, he couldn't help but wonder a little: Why can this chief only work for two or three days? Did he hear it wrong? He said two or three years, or one or twenty years.

No, I obviously heard it really, and it was just two or three days, what's going on?

The chief frowned, and said to the lady, "Then what do you want?

"Well, I haven't thought about it yet, I went to the chieftain of the crypt people first, and after they promised to give me the soul search grass, everything is easy to say, as long as the king agrees, I will do this and give me a benefit I want, what is the specific benefit, and I will tell the king when the time comes, how about it?"

The chief nodded and said, "If you can really do this, I will promise you one thing, but you are not allowed to fight the idea of this soft armor, it is mine." ”

Madame pouted and said, "I didn't fight with you, and I didn't say I wanted to ask you for this treasure, as for what you want, I'll tell you when the time comes." ”

The chief nodded, and took the lady back to the soft couch to drink, and the attendant came over and lifted Yang Xianmao, who was curled up on the ground, and threw it into the corner of the cave.

Here, Yang Xianmao can quietly observe the cave, including the scene outside the cave.

From time to time, people outside brought food to eat, came in to drink, and some people carried some hunted animals and threw them in the corner of the cave. From time to time, the smell of meat came from outside the cave, and what Yang Xianmao wanted to do most now was to drink a large pot of water. He saw a large urn in the cave, which was supposed to contain water, for from time to time people came in and scooped a ladle of water to drink, and when he had finished drinking, he put the ladle down and went out, and he smelled the smell of wine wafting from outside the cave.