"My name is Ma Ying, which means the daughter of light, and I am the daughter of the chief of the fairy grass tribe among the ten tribes of the herding beast clan, and the tribe I am taking you to now is the fairy grass tribe."

"It turned out to be the daughter of light, and she has admired her name for a long time!"

An Lin rode Ma Ying and galloped on the grassland.

At this moment, he pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and said politely.

"Senior Blood Warrior Wanderer, you don't have to call me that," Ma Ying's buttocks twisted, her feet flew on all fours, and she rushed on the grassland with An Lin, and said softly, "My father Xianbo, in fact, has more than a hundred children, what is the daughter of the earth, the daughter of the sea, the son of light, the son of hope, there are many exaggerated titles, this is not a kind of honorific title, you can just call me Xiaoma." ”

This is exactly what Anlin tastes, and immediately Xiaoma Xiaoma screamed.

It didn't take long for a large expanse of spectacular tent buildings to come into view.

No, they are not so much tents as they are beautiful cloth construction.

The tent on the grassland is not only a single-story structure, two-storey, three-storey, and even high-rise buildings, can be seen here, but it is indeed made of light cloth that can be disassembled and taken away at any time, which is also a convenient location for the herdsmen to move the tribe at any time.

Thousands of flaming leopards gnaw on the turf in the small mountains west of the steppe.

It's not just flaming leopards here, but farther north, there are also herders who breed a stout thunder rhinoceros, black eagles with steel feathers, thousands of flying poisonous beast ants, and stake beasts that are quiet and docile like a wooden pole......

An Lin made a cursory exploration, and within a radius of several thousand miles around, there were sixty-eight different types of beast clans, the number of which exceeded twenty million, and was managed by more than three million beast clans.

The appearance of the herdsmen is like Ma Ying, with a horse body and a dragon head. Although they have a dragon head, they have nothing to do with the dragon race, and they are completely different races.

"Yingying, why did you bring a man here? And let him ride? A voice in a somewhat unkind tone came.

Bang bang.

A male herdsman beast clan who was a circle older than Ma Ying, with the beard on his face raised high, looked at An Lin on Ma Ying's body with some warning.

"Mande! Are you crazy? Do you even eat the vinegar of the Shengwu clan? Ma Ying obviously didn't have much of a good impression of this male herdsman beast clan, and shouted, "This is the famous blood martial prodigal of the Holy Martial Clan, you keep your eyes bright, don't annoy your seniors!" ”

Mande was startled when he heard this, and immediately apologized.

An Lin was breezy throughout the whole process, and seemed to disdain to deal with such ants.

He didn't deliberately hide his whereabouts, and soon most of the beast herdsmen in the tribe knew that the Blood Warrior Wanderers had traveled to their Immortal Grass Tribe.

This matter directly alarmed Xianbo, the chief of the Xiancao tribe.

Xianbo held a grand welcome banquet for An Lin.

An Lin also followed the habits of the Blood Warriors and Wanderers, and fully experienced the customs and customs of this place.

To put it simply, it is to ask about the living situation, ask about the historical development, and chat about the interesting things that happened in the tribe, and then eat meat and drink wine, and enjoy the beautiful women dancing!

An Lin was in the largest golden tent, looking at the dozens of dragon heads and horses in front of him who were scratching his head and posing at him, he really couldn't be aesthetically pleased, but he couldn't show it yet, and he had to pretend to be very intoxicated, because the blood warriors were non-racist and could appreciate the beauty of all races.

At this time, a dancer with a plump horse buttocks wriggled her body and came to An Lin's side.

An Lin smiled and reached out to pat the dancer's ass.

"I hate ~~~" The dancer snorted, her face flushed.

"Hahaha...... Blood Martial Fellow, as rumored, is really a great freelancer who can appreciate the beauty of the whole race! At the front of the banquet, a snow-white, sturdy beast clan laughed.

It is Ma Ying's father, the chief of the Xiancao tribe among the ten tribes of the Dongyang Plain, and his cultivation is also very high, and he has the realm of returning to the peak of the void.

"Xian Bo praised it, there is beauty everywhere in life, all things are born in heaven and earth, every race is unique, as long as you can accept them wholeheartedly, you can naturally feel their beauty." An Lin learned from the appearance of the Blood Warrior Waver and continued to talk eloquently.

The feast continued.

The dancer who was slapped on the buttocks, obviously said that she hated it, but she still writhed in front of An Lin, and threw him flattering eyes from time to time, looking like she wanted to seduce him.

An Lin actually has his own bottom line, and he refuses all communication about **.

At this moment, An Lin has actually regretted it, it is really difficult to play the blood warrior, this is equivalent to putting a sow in front of you, you have to pretend to be very intoxicated and excited, and even have to perform a look like you are going to give the sow.

This is not an exaggeration.

There are hundreds of races on the Blood Warrior Wanderer, except for some true demon races, the white feather race, which is not like more humans, what kind of firebird, Panshan cow, Western lizard dragon, black feather python, nine bamboo insects, Xuanhuo ghosts......

This special habit, he also famously worked hard to expand the racial species in this world, he said so, and did do so, according to incomplete statistics, he really made more than a dozen new racial offspring.

It's no wonder that these dancing girls with horse bodies and dragon heads will frequently tempt him, mixed with some kind of expectation, as if inviting him, come to the sun, come to the sun.

An Lin has to pretend to be appreciative, I have to say, this is a test of acting skills.

Not long after, Ma Ying also appeared at the banquet, she walked with small broken steps, a shy face, and rolled a cup of pure white liquid with her sexy dragon beard.

"Senior Blood Warrior Wanderer, this is the milk specially prepared for you by the little girl, please accept it with a smile...... Ma Yingjiao said, and the dragon whisker rolled a cup of milk and placed it in front of An Lin's table.

"This is ......" An Lin felt the information related to Ma Ying from this cup of milk.

Ma Ying bowed her head and said shyly: "This is my milk, it's delicious." ”

"Hahaha...... I have tasted Ma Ying's little sister's milk, it is silky and sweet, and it is very delicious. One of the senior members of the Immortal Grass Tribe laughed.

"It's really good, and it's very aftertaste." The other herdsman nodded in agreement.

There was also a beast herder who looked envious and said: "Blessed are the Bloody Warrior Wanderer Daoists, I could only drink a small cup at that time, and I know that I haven't tasted the second cup yet." And you now have a big glass!! It seems that Ma Ying is also working hard, hahaha......"

The beast clan spirits laughed good-naturedly again.

Ma Ying blushed when she was asked, and looked at An Lin with some nervousness and some expectation.

An Lin's whole person is Spartan.

Looking at the appearance of everyone at the moment, he must drink this milk! So if you don't drink precious things, do you look down on them or what? Ma Ying can't get off the stage!

But......

An Lin looked at the rich, milky liquid floating in front of him, and fell into the battle between heaven and man.