"Why didn't I feel it?" Ye Chengfeng asked Feng Luochen.

"I don't either, we have fought too little, there is no such reaction, Mo Gongzi is a person who has experienced a hundred battles, much more sensitive than us, let's go, let's take a look." ”

About fifty miles to the west, a slightly larger tribe came into view. The totem symbol at the entrance of the tribe has been split into two pieces by the war knife, and it looks like a wolf head, which should be a branch of the human wolf tribe. After the group entered, the strong smell of blood was disgusting. There are stumps everywhere, which proves that the battle took place not too long.

"The blood here is not dry, the fighting continues, to the north, go and see. Mo Wentian said: "Let's go, let's go and see." ”

The crowd followed the traces of the fight and the fallen corpses, and after walking a short distance to the north, they heard the sound of fighting. When they approached, the last warrior of the tribe fell under the other's sword. There were one or two hundred people attacking this tribe, dressed in dark clothes, and on their clothes was a hideous tiger-like totem.

Mo Wentian and his party just watched the courtyard group and did not intervene, vendettas between tribes happen every day, the winner is king, and the entire tribe of the loser will disappear. There is no need to wade into these troubled waters without knowing why. What's more, they are just passers-by, and the duty of passers-by is to watch.

After killing the last man, the Xuanyi man rushed over with a cheer and began to tear the women's clothes. Feng Luochen and Ye Chengfeng frowned, these people are a little too bold, women can snatch them back and finally merge into their own tribe, but this is completely wrong, Dongyi people are belligerent, and they don't treat women like this. Mo Wentian's face was even more annoyed, he thought that women are used to love, women are a beautiful landscape, and the world is rich and colorful with women.

The women were punched and kicked as soon as they resisted, and one woman with Rokko cried out in protest and was slashed open in the abdomen.

"This is not a tribal vendetta," Ye Chengfeng said: "I remember, this group of people is called Evil Tiger, they were all expelled from the Dongyi tribes, and there is no good person, all of them are skilled, and they are specifically against the tribes." ”

Mo Wentian was furious, and rushed towards the group of people against the wind. It's a trick to cut off the water, the cut off the water is a group attack move, and it's very lethal to deal with a group of people, if it's Dongyi's custom, he has nothing to do, after all, it's to respect the tradition, although this tradition is dross, but this passerby has no right to intervene, since it's not, then it's all going to die!

After one move, all the weak skills of the Evil Tiger Department were killed. Now Mo Wentian's cultivation is very high, and when the Evil Tiger Department has not yet come back, Mo Wentian has already sent out a second round of attacks.

The second round of Mo Wentian used the reincarnation slash, these people are too hateful, they should be sent to the great reincarnation, all of them are returned to the furnace, and it is best to turn into dogs and be slaughtered by people ten thousand times. The remaining people are not weak, and there are a few preliminary autopsy immortals, so they must be resolved quickly, these people don't want to let the Hundred Flowers team make a move. If these people reacted, it would be an extremely hard battle, especially since the Evil Tiger Tribe, mixed with these poor women, would be a catastrophe for these women.

Therefore, Mo Wentian's killing was bold and neat, and the knife was killed, and with a scream, in less than a hundred breaths, the evil tiger organization of more than 200 people was declared to have disappeared, and even the whole person dissipated.

Killing people is not a pleasure, especially killing people in front of so many women and children, this is the first time, Mo Wentian sighed after killing, Feng Luochen and Ye Chengfeng rushed over at this time.

"It's done. Feng Luochen asked.

Mo Wentian nodded and did not speak. Ye Chengfeng was speechless when he saw the scene in front of him. Ten years ago, the Evil Tiger Organization sneaked up on the Wind Riding Department, and the tribal leader Ye Chenglong led the War Department to counterattack. The Wind Riding Department suffered many casualties due to this, and even lost ten marksmen as a result, but it did not shake the foundation of the Evil Tiger.

The evil tigers come and go like the wind, covering their faces one by one, gathering and scattering freely, and after they disperse, they can't be found at all, which can be said to be the most troublesome thing for the Dongyi departments. It can also be said that it is a stubborn disease that is difficult to remove. As soon as Mo Wentian made a move, he killed more than 200 people in an instant, these people are all masters, it can be said that the entire Evil Tiger Department is finished, even if it exists, it is already impossible to become a big climate. How could this not surprise Ye Chengfeng.

"Sisters, you are saved and safe. Wind Dust said to the stunned women. Feng Luochen is not the palace master of the Xuan Palace of the Ministry of Wind, or the high priest, to appease people to be free, and when they heard the soft voice of Feng Luochen, those people came back to their senses, and they all cried.

Crying can dispel fear, and those who survived are terrified, and it is good for them to vent. So Mo Wentian, Feng Luochen and Ye Chengfeng just watched quietly from the side, and no one spoke. Just waited quietly. Half an hour passed, and the people who survived the catastrophe gradually stopped crying.

"I am the palace master of the Fengbu Xuan Palace, my name is Feng Luochen, and the person who saved you just now is our son. This person next to me is Ye Chengfeng, the high priest of the Chengfeng Department. Feng Luochen first introduced the people on his side: "We happened to pass by here and met the Evil Tiger Department committing murder here. "Is there anyone else in your tribe?"

Everyone shook their heads, their eyes were very blank, the men of the tribe were dead, and they were the women left, what could they think.

"The deceased is gone, I hope you will mourn, let them be buried in peace. Mo Wentian sighed, this is too bloody, the picture is too terrifying, sweeping the tribe out, this is the most important thing.

Half a day, the burial is completed, it's not that it's not fast, Mo Wentian can do it with a yin and yang real fire, the problem is that no, these deceased people still have wives and children to watch, Dongyi people pay attention to burial, and it is a little disrespectful to customs when burned, Qingshui Dongtian and Yi people are hostile, that is between monks, to put it bluntly, it is the two big alliances of Renfang and Laiyi, and there are no other grievances.

There are more than 700 people in the human wolf tribe, and about 100 young women and about 30 children survived this catastrophe. Mo Wentian was buried while sighing in his heart. The strong are kings, and the weak are innocent. The next question is how to settle these surviving people, Mo Wentian is from Nanshan, he doesn't want to participate, after all, he is not here to visit, but has a mission.

"What are your plans in the future?" Feng Luochen knew this, and asked these people.

"We don't know. These people all had blank looks on their faces, and no one could pay attention to them.

At this time, a girl in emerald green clothes stood up and said: "My name is Ye Fei, we have no idea now, the men in the tribe have all died in battle, and everything is up to the high priest and the son." ”

Feng Luochen looked at Ye Chengfeng, Ye Chengfeng shook his hand and said, "Let them go to your Fengbu Xuan Palace, it is a good place to go." ”

Women are the foundation of a strong force, Ye Chengfeng naturally understands this truth, especially the Wind Riding Department, but the Wind Ministry Xuangong is his boss, if he accepts it, he will not be able to get over his face.

"You don't count what you say. Mo Wentian said on the side.

"Miss Ye Fei, there are a few ways now, one is that you stay where you are and continue to live. The second is to take refuge in a tribe that is closer to you, in which case we will escort you there. The third is to join the Wind Department Xuangong or the Wind Department. You can think about it, and we respect your choice. ”

"We are willing to join the Wind Riding Department and follow Childe. Everyone said in unison.

Mo Wentian's face was a little dark, Ma Shimei and the others were secretly happy on the side, because they came here to be a secret, and they said that they would go to the foot of the Chengfeng tribe and find out the situation before going to Zhushan to see the situation, so Ye Chengfeng said that Mo Wentian was the son of the Chengfeng Department, but he didn't expect that things would come to such a situation.

These are ordinary women, and it is impossible for Mo Wentian to lead them, but since they want to join the Wind Riding Department, they can do it, anyway, Mo Wentian said that they have to live for a while, and if the Wind Riding Department is okay, they can leave these women behind. After all, they are Dongyi people and are used to being here.

There are many channels for the Xuangong to contact, and the next day, the people of the Xuangong came, and Feng Luochen blessed those people and sent them away.

"In extraordinary times, there must be extraordinary talents, and in troubled times, only by killing and daring, can the world be peaceful by means of thunderbolts. The people are happy. Feng Luochen said with a sigh.

Ye Chengfeng deeply agreed with this, and fought his own little Jiujiu in his heart.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and the willows are shaded by the warblers. Hongyandu is a good place for women to cultivate, Mo Wentian came here, just to count the sense of existence, he practiced in the Wind Riding Department for half a month, he was already familiar with the situation, and finally he chose Junhou Hongyandu as the place to appear.

Hongyandu is a place for women to cultivate truth, the body structure of male and female monks is different, and the vitality of Hongyandu is biased towards femininity, so Hongyandu has become a holy place for women's cultivation, and it does not belong to any Dongyi tribe.

There are people who accompany the women of the tribe to protect the Dharma for them, and there are also people who are looking for Taoist companions here. The status of the female cultivators here is very high, and no one can disturb them, and in general, in the cultivation world, the female cultivators have the highest status here.

Hongyandu is a holy place for young people, people come and go every day, there is an endless stream, see women practicing, no matter where they are, everyone avoids it, can not be disturbed, this is an unwritten rule. Of course, if you meet someone who is playing, take the initiative to talk to and get close, although most of them are rejected, but all parties are courteous, and it is not a shame. They are very harmonious with each other. The Yi people are aggressive, which is completely different here, a different scene.

This is a sea of flowers, Mo Wentian wandered in the sea of flowers, while observing the surrounding movements, while collecting yuan grass, medicinal stones and other things, now Mo Wentian is in his twenties, also a foot tall, wearing a white clothes, long hair like ink, floating at will, aroused the admiration of many beauties.

Seeing the beautiful woman's stunned eyes staring at him, Mo Wentian always smiled slightly, gave a graceful salute, and then continued to collect Yuan grass.

Hongyandu is a good place for natural treasures, abundant vitality, nourishing a large number of medicinal herbs, for safety, Hongyandu's beasts have been artificially driven away, without the feeding of demon beasts, many spiritual grasses have mutated, more precious.

"This son is a pharmacist, and he collects these spiritual herbs to refine medicine?" Finally, a bold girl mustered up the courage to ask, in Hongyandu, girls are the objects of pursuit, and rarely take the initiative to pursue others, which makes Mo Wentian, who knows the situation, stunned.