The continents of this world are divided into three parts by an endless sea, separated by a long distance from each other.

The continent where Cangqing is located is called Dongzhou, and as the name suggests, it is the easternmost part of the world.

In this continent, Cangqing occupies the most central position, enjoying the most fertile and vast land, and the four directions are deserts, wastelands, swamps, and mountains.

There are many unique tribes that survive, and these groups have different characteristics.

The Northern Barbarians living in the Northern Barbarian Wilderness are a group of races that are very different from Cangqing people, these Northern Barbarians are born with divine power, tall and mighty, and are natural warriors.

The wasteland is short of resources, and the tribes are constantly fighting with each other in order to compete for resources, and the word unification is too ridiculous for the barbarians, and in their hearts, they can only fight if they are not satisfied.

Cangqing once sent an expedition to control the barbarians and unify civilization for them, but in the end, the matter ended in nothing, and from then on, Cangqing no longer stretched out his hand to the northern barbarians.

In order to choose to completely escape from the pursuit of the man in black, Chen Mofei had no choice but to go north and leave Cangqing.

A month later, several people turned into a group of caravans, crossed the Tianling Mountains, broke their legs, and finally came to the land of the Northern Barbarian Wilderness.

The wilderness is so vast that there is nothing but a vast expanse between heaven and earth, except for the occasional herd of bison foraging for food in the wasteland.

The men had no direction but to keep walking, hoping to see the town.

"Oh my God, when will I see people! I'm getting depressed. ”

Chen Mofei dragged his steps tiredly, complaining bitterly.

"Mo Fei, let's just go this way, I think I was chased and killed by the people of Yanhuang Valley all the way, but from the easternmost end of Cangqing to the westernmost point, that is called the Long March. ”

Tu Song held a lot of rare plants picked along the road in his hands, and as long as he liked them, he would throw them into his ring.

Chen Mofei asked about this ring, and Tu Song explained that this is a spiritual void ring, and the ring has its own world, which can hold a lot of things.

Chen Mofei was envious, and asked Tu Lao several times for it, but he didn't succeed, so he had to give up.

At Chen Mofei's suggestion, Tu Song had an extra mask on his face, covering his terrifying countenance.

There was also an extra wooden box on his back, which contained Jian Ziyi.

During this time, if it weren't for Tu Song's ability to feel Jian Ziyi's existence, Chen Mofei would still think that he was killed by his own black lightning, so Chen Mofei was not less frightened.

Duan Rou was still the same as always, rarely spoke, just opened her big beautiful eyes, watched the scenery along the way, and occasionally spoke, all of which were teaching Chen Mofei a lesson.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Mofei, who was bored, suddenly heard a burst of gongs and drums, and then gradually the sound of swords colliding came.

"Oh, there's a voice over there! Oh my God! I've heard a different voice after so many days, let's go over and take a look. ”

Chen Mofei rushed away when he heard the sound, and was quickly stunned by the scene in front of him.

Tu Song and Duan Rou followed closely, and when they looked at it, it turned out that two groups of barbarians were fighting against each other.

"Is this a war?" asked Chen Mofei to the two people on the side.

Duan Rou gave him a roll of his eyes and said coldly, "Are you an idiot? Don't you see the blood stains and corpses in the pile?

Chen Mofei stared closely at the other party's battlefield, he observed these barbarians who were fighting, and couldn't help but sigh: "The Northern Barbarians are really so savage, their arms are thicker than my thighs!"

As Chen Mofei saw, the appearance of the Northern Barbarians is really burly, all of them are like little giants, if you take a closer look, the Northern Barbarians in this battlefield are a little different.

On one side were the northern barbarians dressed in animal robes, with long brown hair, very thick, and the most obvious feature was the sharp teeth in their mouths, two of which were exceptionally long, like the fangs of vampires.

The Northern Barbarians on the other side were wearing bronze armor, with black hair, dark skin, and a pair of orange-red eyes, which looked particularly murderous.

The northern barbarians of the two tribes held all kinds of weapons and fought hard.

In the battlefield at this time, the black-haired barbarian was more dominant, his bronze armor was obviously higher than the opponent's beast robes, and his weapons seemed to be sharper than the opponent's.

The brown-haired barbarians were defeated one after another, from a few hundred to dozens of people, but in the blood of the barbarians flowed was an unyielding will, and although there were only a few dozen people left, they were still fighting bloody battles and fighting to the death.

Chen Mofei was on the side in front of the audience, he especially liked to fight for the weak, and at this time, seeing that the brown-haired barbarian was about to be wiped out, he couldn't help but get nervous.

"It's over, this side is going to lose. ”

Tu Song said indifferently: "The Northern Barbarians are warlike in life, and this kind of scene should be encountered often in the future." ”

Chen Mofei suddenly pointed at a black-haired barbarian and exclaimed, "Is this still a human, why is he so fierce?

The other two looked over, and saw that among the black-haired barbarians, there was a barbarian, who was particularly abrupt, he was taller and stronger than the other barbarians.

At this time, it was like a siege beast, wielding a giant axe to slash left and right in the battlefield, sweeping thousands of troops, and no one could stop it.

More and more brown-haired barbarians were killed in battle, and at this moment only a dozen people were left to flirt with the last dozen people.

Chen Mofei couldn't stand it anymore, and said anxiously: "Why don't we help him?"

Duan Rou immediately objected: "Please don't meddle in your affairs." ”

Tu Song reminded: "We are Cangqing people, if we rashly break into the war between the barbarians, I am afraid it is not appropriate." ”

Chen Mofei was very angry when he saw that the two of them were angry together.

"No, I must help them!"

With a word, Chen Mofei rushed directly to the battlefield.

"This kid!"

"What now?"

"Go up and protect him!"

Chen Mofei rushed to the battlefield, feeling like he was biting gold halfway.

He shouted at the group of black-haired barbarians: "What kind of heroes are more to bully less!"

This shout successfully attracted the attention of all the barbarians present.

The barbarians of the two tribes stared at Chen Mofei's handsome little face at the same time, their faces full of consternation.

"Cangqing people?"

"Why did the Cangqing people come to my Northern Barbarian Land?"

"Could it be that Cangqing wants to attack my Northern Barbarians?"

"Kill this Cangqing man!"

The black-haired barbarian rushed towards Chen Mofei with a shout, and Chen Mofei screamed, turned around and ran.

But the barbarian was like a beast, and after two or three steps, he almost caught up with Chen Mofei.

Sharp knives and axes swung towards Chen Mofei, and fireballs fell from the sky, stopping the black-haired barbarian's footsteps.

Chen Mofei turned around, looked at the hint of jealousy in the eyes of a group of barbarians, and immediately got carried away with his hands on his hips, and shouted cheaply: "Hey, do you want to cut me?"

Then he stretched out an index finger slightly, hooked it slightly, and shouted loudly at a group of black-haired barbarians in an extremely arrogant tone: "Come here!"

The black-haired barbarian was suddenly furious, carrying a deafening shout of killing, and killed Chen Mofei again.

Duan Rou had already scolded Chen Mofei ten thousand times in her heart, and she frantically threw out balls of fireballs, which exploded among the black-haired barbarians, seriously injuring many barbarians.

But these barbarians are really not afraid of death, even if they have a raging fire burning on their bodies, they still chase Chen Mofei and slash and kill regardless of it.

Anger makes barbarians ignore physical pain, which is their gift.

"Hurry up and help!" Duan Rou shouted eagerly to Tu Song, who was watching the play on the side.

Tu Song took out a jar of things from the ring and handed it to Duan Rou: "Explode this above the heads of this group of barbarians." ”

Duan Rou took the jar, raised her leg and kicked it into the air, and then a fireball blasted over.

The jar exploded, sprinkling a piece of powder that drifted in the wind, enveloping all the black-haired brutes in an instant.

"Three, two, one, down!"

Tu Song's words fell, and a group of black-haired barbarians fell to the ground with a bang.

Chen Mofei was chased by these black-haired barbarians and was about to lose his breath, and at this time, seeing that the barbarians behind him finally fell to the ground, he also lay on the ground exhausted and panted hard.

"Mom, I'm tired, these barbarians are too good in physical strength. ”

"It's you who are too wasteful!"

Duan Rou came to Chen Mofei's side, said in a deep voice, and dragged Chen Mofei up.

"If you dare to be so reckless in the future, I won't care about you anymore!"

Listening to Duan Rou's threat, Chen Mofei just laughed heartlessly and sneered.

"Thank you for your help, my Wind Spirit Department is grateful!"

Behind him, a gruff voice came.

It turned out to be a brown-haired brute.

Shaking off Duan Rou's hand, Chen Mofei greeted him with a smile on his face: "Where is it, just draw a knife to help when you see injustice." ”

The brown-haired barbarian led by him put his fist against his heart, bowed slightly towards Chen Mofei, and then asked Chen Mofei, "How many are from Cangqing?"

"That's right, we are a business trip from Cangqing, and we transported some goods to Beiban, and we want to do some business and have a fun by the way. ”

Hearing the goods, Feng Ya was particularly excited, and he immediately sent an invitation to Chen Mofei and the others very enthusiastically: "My name is Feng Ya, from today on, you are our friends of the Wind Spirit Department, why don't you go to the Wind Spirit Department with me and let me do my landlord's friendship, okay?"

Chen Mofei asked Duan Rou and Tu Su with his eyes, and seeing that the two had no opinion, he agreed to Fengya's invitation.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to run to the particularly strong black-haired barbarian, and kicked his mother a few times while scolding his mother.

"Save you, I just chased me the fiercest! Lao Tzu kicked you to death!"

Tu Su's face fell slightly, and he asked Duan Rou, "Has Mo Fei always been like this?"

Duan Rou nodded indifferently.

In this way, the three of them followed Fengya all the way to the first barbarian tribe after this back.

The tribe of the barbarians is actually more like a small town, with a high wall of mud and stone on the outside, and a crypt of stone houses inside.

Wind Fang led Chen Mofei and the others all the way to a slightly larger stone house, and inside, there was an old man with a stern expression, obviously, this old man was the leader of the Wind Spirit Department.

The old man looked very special when he saw the unfamiliar faces of Chen Mofei and the others.

After Feng Ya described everything that had happened before to the old leader one by one, the old leader looked at Chen Mofei and the others with a little more gratitude.

At this moment, a barbarian broke in.

"Fengya, you actually brought the Cangqing people in!"

This barbarian had a fierce and vicious face, and he seemed to reject Chen Mofei and the others.

"Fengtu, don't be rude, these are our honored guests of the Wind Spirit Department, fortunately with their help, Fengya can come back alive!"

The old leader spoke sharply to the barbarian named Fengtu.

Feng Tu didn't care, and still said dissatisfiedly: "Chief, you know the rules of the Northern Barbarians, the disputes between the two tribes can only be resolved by the tribes themselves, even if they die in battle, it is a kind of glory! And this behavior of Feng Ya, although he survived by luck, is a shame! The entire Northern Barbarians will laugh at our Wind Spirit Department!".

Then, he came to Chen Mofei condescendingly, and looked down at Chen Mofei with disdain.

"You guys, get out of the Wind Spirit Department for me! Cangqing people are not welcome here!"