Swamps and rainforests are dense, and mountains and deep valleys are intertwined. The miasma of poisonous insects and cannibalistic barbarians have stopped the footsteps of all civilizations here. Except for a few shady guys, very few people are willing to come to this place, including to investigate the scourge of witchcraft reading.

The path map guided by True Qi is really a magical thing, and it can be reached even in the most remote places. Shake off the remaining red and white brains on his hands, and carefully put the road view map back into the inner pocket of his clothes. This thing can't be destroyed.

Southern Xinjiang Barbarians: Bai Miao. A peculiar race that honors women. Looking at these athletic girls with longbows and feather arrows on their backs, I feel that it is still very eye-catching when I look sideways. The pitiful amount of clothing can't cover the vital points at all, revealing two vital points. Why not three? Because his left breast was cut off.

A paranoid people who specialize in archery and can abandon everything for this. Since childhood, archery has been associated with the art of spear throwing. However, unlike men, as women grow up, the center of gravity of the upper body shifts from the waist spine forward after development, and when standing with a bow, they cannot flatten the bow and arrows. For archers, precision is the lifeline. A little error is the distance between life and death, so when the white seedling girl begins to develop, she will sacrifice her left breast to the god of war with the help of sacrifices.

Therefore, when the plump and sturdy girl with an extraordinarily attractive wheat-colored body looks at Woe Lone head-on, Woe Lone is a little unbearable, and anyone who sees the huge hole in the left breast against the backdrop of the plump and straight right breast will be extremely uncomfortable. It's like a perfect picture being wet by a child's urine, and it seems like Yang Guo who has been cut off on his left hand. The white seedlings are honored as females, and most of the male babies are eaten, and a very small part is raised as sacrifices and stallions. But no matter how savage the race is instinctively, it will also avoid marriage between close relatives, so plundering the opposite sex has become a common practice after the spring of the white seedlings.

Nearly two meters tall, hormones-rich and explosive muscles that can't be covered by clothes, and a face that has been adjusted to perfection plus the extraordinary temperament brought by the success of martial arts. Let the proud female warriors also go crazy for it.

The great warrior Gaya decided that he must be taken captive to the stockade for his own use, and her slave, a giant man named Beng, who was also the father of the young female warrior next to him, obviously did not agree. In order to show bravery in front of his master, and to die in the mountains and forests so that he would not be abandoned, Beng decided to teach this hateful stranger a good lesson.

Falling in the woods means being confused. He just wanted to ask for directions. But the head of the group of women whistled, and the only man in it, who seemed to be a winner in life, rushed over. Woe alone does not know that the whistle is a declaration of belonging.

I don't know why, but what if I want to die? Of course, it will fulfill him! So he was a head taller than Woe Lone, a big man who was very rare in this world, was grabbed by the head and pushed to the ground and exploded. However, I didn't expect the women on the other side to whistle wildly, and the older woman who whistled first looked very angry.

Gaya was very satisfied with the scourge alone, what a strong fellow, to kill that waste in one fell swoop. However, what she didn't expect was that things were too good to trigger people's greed, and in the face of such high-quality seeds, under the leadership of her daughter, young women rebelled. So the woe who had been on guard continued to look at the young girl with the left breast on the opposite side and the older woman in confusion.

It seemed that he couldn't get any news from this group of crazy people, and the disaster turned into a light and continued to go southwest, leaving the jealous ones aside. Many years later, when he was resting alone in the deserted cottage with the old man, he learned about the customs of Bai Miao from the mouth of the "old man" and realized what he had missed. Thousands of athletic girls who had not yet been circumcised were missed by themselves. It's a pity that Bai Miao has long been wiped out because of the wanton hunting and slave trade.

The deeper you go into the mountains, the easier it is to encounter treasures and spirits, and danger and opportunity coexist. It didn't take much time for the disaster to turn into a giant eagle, and I saw a very strange place in the distance. Woe Lone couldn't help but sigh that there was nowhere to find when he stepped on the iron shoes, not only the witch reading the scriptures was found. The problem of poor self-perception has also been solved. The eyes of an eagle, the sound waves of a bat, the dynamic vision of a frog...... The book of his previous life really read into the dog's belly, oh, by the way, and the dog's nose.

Woe Lone has always felt that Wu has read the scriptures into the wrong line. Should he sell insurance or sell (is there a difference?) Every day he preached with great enthusiasm to his colleagues that the end would come and that the only way to believe in the true God was to ......... I have to say it's quite annoying. I remember that when he joined Tiandu, he challenged the cold blowing blood who had just been beaten by the disaster alone.

"Show you the power of God! Join me in teaching" and then he was doubled up and beaten by the cold blow. But when he lost, he said, "Ah, it must be God's will to make me fail." The Divine Blessing blows cold blood, join my teaching. "In the face of this kind of hob meat maniac believers, everyone is quite a headache. If it weren't for the excellent support effect of his Hell Chapter, it wouldn't have been possible if anyone would have taken him in.

From the banners all over the mountains, the fact that Woe Lone can find the doomsday religion he believes in at a glance is enough to witness his piety. But who agrees that he should tattoo a Tiandu symbol underneath?

"Worship God, Boxer, Five Fire God Sect, Reverse Sea Chongfan, what the hell is this? In contrast, the last days of the guy who read the Bible are concise and to the point. A peacock with miscellaneous hair, a mummy with white stripes, tsk, it seems that this is a cult gathering. Forget it, there are many people, go back and report to the fourth brother. "Feeling a few breaths that are not weak, I don't have the confidence to secretly start the disaster alone, and I flapped my wings and flew all the way to the northeast.

It has to be said that there are two sides to everything. Although the poisonous snakes, beasts and miasma in southern Xinjiang firmly bind the natives and the poor and dead here, they also blocked the eyes of the demons outside. The demons who are in trouble in the Central Plains are not a single one in the eagle eye that walks alone, which is in stark contrast to the Central Plains.

"Huh? What is it? "Any aroma that is too strong will be more disgusting than a mere smell. Passing through a forest that was too dense, Woe Lone was almost fainted by the strange smell. The olfactory nerve was severed, the eyelids grew, and the woe circled down alone. It turned out to be a stretch of grapevines.

The subtropical environment made it impossible for a single ray of sunlight to penetrate the dense vineyard, tearing open the green like the ceiling, and Woe Lone stood on the ground, because there was no sunlight at all, only some fungi dotted the black earth, and Lone suddenly felt that something was calling him.