On the grasslands, there are many tribes, ranging in size from thousands to hundreds of people, and there are also some outcasts who have been driven out of the tribes, who either leave the grasslands and go to other countries to earn a living. Either stay in the grassland and form a group of horse thieves. If you want to live alone on the grassland, you are a fool's dream, either being killed and robbed of money, or buried in the belly of a wolf.

What Zu Zhenlin sees now is a small tribe of about 100 people, they are targeted by horse thieves, although the nomads are good at riding and shooting, but after all, they can't resist those thieves who lick blood at the edge of the knife all the year round, not to mention that there are women and children in the tribe, and a tribe of 100 people can participate in the battle of the young and strong at most, and now they are retreating and being surrounded in one place.

Zu Zhenlin lifted the aura in his body, his body was like a flying arrow, the antelope hung its horns, there was no trace, it was fast and fast, and he flew to stand on the back of a leader-like horse. Zhenlin was annoyed that they were ruthless, leaving no room for anything, and no longer showed mercy when they shot, kicking him in the back of the heart, kicking people out of the air. Then he shuttled through the crowd like a swimming fish, killing several people in a row, so that the horse thief was alert.

The horse thieves no longer chased and killed the herdsmen, surrounded Zhenlin, rushed out of ten horses, formed a fan-shaped spread, and the two people who came to Zhenlin raised their scimitars in their hands, sat sideways, and aimed the blade at Zhenlin's neck, wanting to rely on the momentum to behead Zhenlin.

The aura in Zu Zhenlin's body overflowed, lingering in Zhenlin's hands, reaching out in his palms, holding the two extremely sharp scimitars, and breaking the blades with force. Zhenlin shot at the horse thief, directly through his body. The horse thief close to Zhenlin reined in the war horse, and the front hooves of the war horse were raised, wanting to trample Zhenlin into mud.

Zu Zhenlin's qi machine climbed, the aura was surging, his right hand clenched into a fist, the gray qi was entangled, the slightest thunderbolt sounded out, and the one hand was in the sky, straight to the horse's hooves, and the war horse weighing a thousand catties was broken by a punch, broke the stomach, and flew out. The horses neighed, and blood sprayed. Zhenlin stood below, and did not dodge, his whole body stained with blood. The other two horse thieves raised their knives and wanted to chop, but when they saw Zhenlin knocking the thousand catties of war horses away with the power of thunder, they were covered in blood, like killing gods, and they were afraid to cut again.

Zu Zhenlin didn't do anything, spread his hands evenly, and then slapped the two war horses out.

Although the horse thief said that he was fierce and fierce, he was bent on seeking wealth and lust, and no one was bent on death, but if he didn't work this grassland, he couldn't get everything he wanted.

Zu Zhenlin saw the corpse of a child lying in a pool of blood, angry, irrational, five fingers together and cut off the river, the aura in the body was like a flash flood, crowded into the river in an instant, causing the riverbank to collapse. The spiritual veins bulged, and cobweb cracks appeared. The corners of Zhenlin's mouth were bleeding, and he didn't stop, he was going to go against the sky, his palms trembled and slid, and ten zhang away, a thin invisible crack began to appear on the ground, and the horse thieves ran over, and the horses and people were separated and killed in an instant, and after piling up three groups of human and horse corpses, they realized that there was an insurmountable barrier ahead, as if there was a transparent blade. The horse thieves turned their horses around and fled from both sides. Zhenlin only relied on his will at this time, and his palm could not move at all, and he fell from the air, and his blurred eyes saw that all the horse thieves had disappeared from vision, and then he fainted.

Zu Zhenlin's consciousness awakened, as if falling into the deep sea, there was no trace of light, but his whole body was warm, and his palm was wrapped in something, pinched, smooth and soft.

"Hmm. A coquettish murmur sounded beside him.

Zu Zhenlin tried to open his eyelids and saw a pair of jade hands holding him, and the girl was sitting beside him, with her head down, sleeping. Zhenlin wanted to pull his hand out, but he didn't expect the girl to pull her very hard.

The little girl raised her head in a daze, looked at each other, and after a while, she reacted, and quickly let go of her hands, her cheeks dyed red.

"Benefactor, are you awake, are you okay?" The girl said in a broken mainland official dialect, the little girl had already been groomed and dressed, her skin was delicate, like a child, and it could be broken by blowing. The eyes are moist, as if they are filled with a pool of spring water.

Zu Zhenlin nodded.

"Benefactor, wait, I'll go get you some food. The little girl ran out.

Zu Zhenlin looked around and found himself in a tent, with a lit stove in it for warmth, and his body was covered with a sheepskin quilt, no wonder it was so warm. Looking at the spiritual veins and qi of the body, it is really miserable, the sea of qi is exhausted, the veins are damaged, and the loss this time is a bit big, even more serious than the injuries suffered in the last fight with people. Hot-headed for a while, hitting the broken river, or ten zhang away from himself, this is already beyond his own strength, if those thieves are not frightened, and then come back, then Zhenlin Ke's life is hanging by a thread, fortunately, the result is not bad. Zhenlin sat up, took out the pill from the storage ring in his arms, and ate it.

At this time, the door curtain opened, and a burly old man and the girl who had just gone out walked in again, the old man saw Zu Zhenlin, the old man was in tears, kneeling on the ground, and the girl saw the patriarch kneeling, and also knelt down.

Zu Zhenlin endured the pain and got up, but he overestimated himself, and after taking a step, he stumbled and fell, and the old man hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhenlin to sit down.

"Childe, if you're injured, just sit down, you don't have to get up. "The old man spoke fluent Mandarin without any accent.

The girl also brought in the food, a bowl of goat's milk and some roast mutton that had been sliced, and put it in front of Zu Zhenlin, the grassland woman was hearty and generous, now the girl is no longer shy, a pair of big eyes looked at Zhenlin, the girl stood aside, slender.

"Childe, you've been in a coma for a day, you're hungry, you can taste our food, it's not delicious, if not, we'll make something else. Don't hide it from my son, we have also dealt with several surrounding countries, and my granddaughter will cook some of their dishes, and if she can't eat it, she will let my granddaughter show her hand to her son. The old patriarch said, the old patriarch was tough and burly, spoke with confidence, and wore a sheepskin jacket.

Zu Zhenlin picked up the goat's milk and took a sip, tasted it, and felt that there was a smell, but it was acceptable, so he took another sip, and then picked up the mutton and ate it. The grandfather and grandson didn't say anything, and watched Zhenlin eat, but the girl was a little disappointed and couldn't show her cooking skills that she thought was very good.

Zu Zhenlin was hungry for a day, and the girl went out to get back the goat's milk and mutton before she was full.

The three of them sat down, and the old patriarch didn't wait for Zu Zhenlin to ask, and began to tell about the incident, "Please allow the old man to introduce himself, the old man's name is Yu Fei, this is my granddaughter's name is Xiang Yue, and I am the patriarch of this tribe." We people are quite diligent, plus the old man and I have some ability to raise horses, raising some fat and strong good horses, so those horse thieves are targeted, they began to woo me and let me join them, but the old man did not trust them, so he did not agree. They took a step back and wanted us to give them the domesticated horses, and they paid for them, but we, as herdsmen, horses are our life, and I promised to give them a few, but it couldn't meet their needs. I didn't expect the horse thieves to be so vicious, they should have joined forces, it should be three horse thieves, to rob our livestock and money, and to possess our women. We can only do our best, but unfortunately we are weak and almost wiped out. Alas, this is the disaster of the mismatch between strength and wealth, I have figured it out, or to develop power, otherwise even the clansmen will not be able to protect it. This time I really want to thank Gongzi for his great kindness, the old man can't speak, but I know a sentence, Thanksgiving Pictorial, what requirements does Gongzi have, I will do my best to meet it. ”

"The old man misunderstood, I only came to help out of chivalry, and I didn't have any intentions. Zu Zhenlin waved his hand and refused.

The patriarch hurriedly explained: "The son misunderstood, the old man didn't say that the son had an intention, we wanted to repay the kindness of the son." Childe can think about what we can help, what we can do will never shirk, the old man also knows that Childe is so capable, he may not be able to use us, but some small things, we can still do. It's not too early, so let's rest first, and talk about it tomorrow. Xiangyue, let's go out and let Childe rest well. ”

Xiangyue followed her grandfather out, glanced back at Zu Zhenlin nostalgically, and then went out.