Just when the black windbreaker in the Northern Wilderness thought of the son he hadn't seen for many years, he wandered on the bank of the river to relieve his heart, and suddenly he smelled something, and in the distance of the hills behind him, there were signs of moving, and he was getting closer and closer.

Then he looked around, and quietly came to the high point of the hill, hidden in the bushes, and before he poked his head to look at the movement in the valley, he saw the wandering and female doves, and the bearer of the bow also lowered his body, waiting for the coming.

After glancing at each other, knowing each other, they looked intently at the corner of the valley and murmured.

Some people came out one after another, the identity of the mountain people, all of them were thin and yellow, and they were calm.

These people, either with a broken arm or a missing leg, walked with the help of a difficult pace, and some were strangled by their shoulders and dragged forward, sandwiched between the familiar figures of the dawn everyone, a former partner.

A human organization called the Crow Tribe, which once took refuge in the tent of wandering, specialized in all kinds of illegal activities.

The Crow Tribe.

The Crow Tribe is the most prestigious organization among the mountain people, also known as the Rogue Tribe.

Specializing in some illegal hookups is a thorn in the side of the human capital 'Little Kunlun City', and it has been repeatedly cracked down on, with little effect.

They can provide any service they need according to the needs of their employers, regardless of cultivating immortals or demons, and at the same time listing the costs, and are able to navigate between humans and the immortal cultivation world.

There is a kind of equalization rule between those inconspicuous immortal cultivation sects and the big tribes of the mountain range, freedom and change, depending on the supremacy of reputation, and finally has a branch status in this mountain and sea world, a certain name, and footprints all over the north and south of the river.

Secretly meeting with various sects and organizations, buying and selling, and turning over love, the relationship network is thriving day by day, and it is in full swing day by day.

At the moment, they were responsible for driving away the depressed people, dragging lifeless bodies and crowding them to the river.

A man with a horsewhip, a sharp-beaked monkey gills, a shaved beard, and a goat's whisker, came to the front of everyone in a serious manner, driving with an average mission, and a prominent existence.

For this person, the leader of the black crows who are mountain people, the evaluation of the wandering is still quite high, which can be described as exquisite, left and right.

It has to be traced back to after the slaughter of the family, carrying the heads of his father and brothers, watching the red sun in the east break the morning dawn, and decided to establish an organization, 'Dawn'.

The first thing is to strengthen the power of the organization, when he worked for Kunlun Mountain, he knew that there was such a parade in the mountains and seas, playing a neutral role, with a wide range of contacts, and there was no hole.

So after tracking for several days, he finally found that this tribe was carrying out a human trafficking, and the opponent was the tribe of human ancestors, and it happened that the little Kunlun red-robed military department was in hot pursuit, so he showed his hand, and in front of him and the human ancestors, the red-robed army in the upper reaches was slaughtered to the end, and Yi Shui sang a sad song.

"I want you to show me to the remote habitats of the remnant tribes. "Wandering back, there was a black 'Shusi' bird on his shoulder, and a cold, devastating posture greeted the black crow tribe and human ancestors, as well as the mutilated corpses on the hillside.

A few days later, this leader took the wandering to several realms, and finally met the various clans that had been attacked and oppressed by Kunlun City for countless years, including deviant immortal cultivators, degenerates who escaped into the demon realm, human ancestors who were cut down clans, the incognito Northern Wilderness, the demon realm that was oppressed and deprived of the land, the bow bearers of the dark elves, and the rock ancestors who tore up the ancient contract.

There was that sentence of crying ghosts and gods;

"I am an immortal cultivator of Kunlun Mountain, and I have slaughtered all over the Zhusha clan, this is the head of the great patriarch..."A signature black trench coat was deeply concealed, and he stood in front of the remnants of the group with three bloody heads, and with a single throw, the head rolled along the crowd.

"Do you feel that you have had enough, hiding in this dark jungle, if you still have hatred and ambition in your heart, why don't you go with me, everyone has the same determination for different purposes, leveled the Kunlun Mountain, and built a fairer order. ”

Suddenly, there was a response.

Naturally, the leader of the crows also became a powerful partner in the construction of Sunset City in the early days of Wandering, but in the later period, Dawn grew stronger, and had a number of followers, gradually alienating this human tribe.

"Ahead is the Plague Forest, a place of pilgrimage...", the leader of the crows pulled his waist and lighted a tobacco.

When the sick and the disabled heard the words, they suddenly cried out to the heavens and the earth, and one by one knelt and wailed towards the forest on the other side of the riverbank, and they were overwhelmed with grief.

Youli and Beihuang frowned, and looked at each other again.

In the past few days, I have walked a lot, trekking through mountains and rivers and just playing, but I didn't expect to come to the boundary of the plague forest, and quietly looked at the other side of the river.

Plague Forest.

This is the sin left behind by the demons.

Tai Sui Chimei's Ten Constant Witches, a wizard who is keen on transformation, when the two races of immortals and demons are in dispute, he is determined to transform the bodies of the mountain people, and wants to form a legion, and the uncontrollable virus contagion directly strengthens this transformed person, so that they have a stronger consciousness power and do not accept the control of the demons.

Even if you are a dying person, you can be brought back to life in a short time and become a plague tribe in a short period of time, at the cost of not being able to get out of the boundaries of this forest, afraid of the sun, preferring raw meat, and living on their own.

They are known as the plague people, and due to the diversification and mutation of the plague transformed by the Ten Constant Witches, the poisonous tribes with their own characteristics have formed a different organization in this mountain range and forest.

Wooing, fighting, annexing, and becoming more and more staged, they can't get out of this mountain range, and at the same time, they also blacken all the beasts and birds living on the mountain range, and together with the plants, they are also poisonous, mutated vigorously, and poisonous everywhere.

The mountain tribes of Shanhaitian and Earth regard the plague forest as a place of pilgrimage.

This group of races living at the lowest level of the biological chain, their status is even more humble than that of animals and birds, and they only live by hunting and gathering, but plagues, floods, and droughts alternate frequently, and their livelihood is difficult, so famine and death have become the daily routine of each tribe.

Legend has it that on the verge of dying, as long as he rushed to the plague forest, the gods could give him the power to be reborn and be carefree forever, which is widely rumored.

As a result, the mountain people, who were dominated by faith, firmly believed that as long as they died in the plague forest, they would be able to live happily with God forever, and that people who had almost no hope for life, or human beings who were dying, would come all the way to the plague forest for pilgrimage at any cost.

They regard this place as the last pure land of life, a spiritual belief, and the purest place they yearn for, and they are scrambling to be the first.

Of course, the well-informed leader of the crow tribe, knowing what kind of monsters were living inside, collected the last few possessions of these mountain people, and sent them to the riverbank with all his might.

Although he is cunning and greedy for money, he can only enter but not leave, but he also understands what role these old, weak, sick and disabled people who were born from the same root play in the mountains and seas.

At the very least, they also take time out of their free time to help these people come to this place of liberation.

Now the crowd knelt towards the forest, crying out to the sky and grabbing the ground, and whimpering miserably.

The crow leader was a little impatient, shook the tobacco, and was used to seeing the scene, and the cycle repeatedly.

"Alright, alright!" muttered, not excited. The mountain people were kneeling and wailing.

He simply stepped aside, clenched his tobacco, and yelled impatiently at the man, closing his eyes.

The man pulled countless tree trunks, as thick as an arm's width, and then put together a minion to lead the Luoshui first, and both ends were pressed firmly on the river bank, and took a piece of hemp grass rope, and a section of the trunk was lassoed, and the person wore it in the sleeve, so he simply supported the trunk to cross the river.

Before leaving, they gave the last of the only valuable things on their bodies to the crow minions in charge of the collection, and they would not look back, and they had no worries.

The boundary of this forest was sealed by Fuxi, and the seal produced the sealing ability by absorbing the sun and the moon, and there was no need for people to provide for it.

So even if they finally understand the danger in the forest and survive by luck, once they are infected, they will not be able to get out of this forest.

The team crossed the river one after another, and the leader of the crows had already seen something strange in the forest, which was a scene that would occur every time a crowd was moved here, repeating the mistakes of the past.

In the eyes of the Northern Wilderness and the wanderer, he had already smelled a foul breath approaching, and he touched it silently, just across the river, in the forest.

This barren land, the immortal cultivation world knows well, compared with the tower realm of Kunlun Mountain, no one wants to dabble, and at the same time, the poisonous gas has polluted all kinds of mountain ranges, making it not have the value of mining, and has been abandoned by the immortal cultivation world since then, and there is no record of this entire mountain range.

A wave of carnivorous poison was approaching, and the black crow that had crossed the river crawled back in a panic, and he knew what the turmoil behind him meant.

The movement disturbed the trees, and gradually stopped, and in the eyes of the wandering and northern wilderness, a pair of eyes hidden behind the trees, revealing a faint green light, were full of anger, waiting hungrily for the crowd to enter the forest.

For them, it was not so much the kindness of the crow leader who sent these sick and dying people to the forest in search of hope of life, but rather the pretense of herding cattle to feed the tigers and wolves.

In his opinion, instead of dying, satisfying their last yearning, this method is more meaningful, so that every individual living in obscurity in this land can end his life tragically.

They waited for the first group of people to enter the forest, one after another, until the figures of all the people disappeared across the riverbank.

The leader of the crows had warned them to close their eyes and sing the songs of the tribe as they made their way into the forest.

When the first movement sounded, a terrible sound followed, and the whole forest surged and swayed madly.

The hungry plague people, waiting for this batch of raw meat to enter the jungle, opened their bloody mouths under the quiet shade, tiger claws and wolf teeth, urging the body to be incomplete, and panic spread out of the forest again and again.

Maybe there are a few lucky ones who hide somewhere, start to mutate after being infected with poison gas, and survive by luck.

As for the wreckage of the plague people after hunting and leaving, after being quiet for a long, long time, countless rattans stretched out from under the ground, and the trees picked up the leftovers and competed for food, which was also fierce.