Looking at Qin Chuan's rhythmic clapping in the ears of Qing Luoma, Nangong Fan was suspicious, could it be Huang Chuan's moth when he saw his wealth?

Alarm arose.

Suddenly, a humming sound came from afar.

Under this voice, the pupils of the green vicuña were rejuvenated, and they raised their heads to the sky with a neigh.

As a monster, he has a sharper sense of danger.

Huang Chuan moved, Nangong Fan just wanted to resist, but found that he was like a child in front of Huang Chuan, and he was grabbed by a hand.

soaring through the clouds, he sat on the green camel horse.

The horse's hooves trampled lightly and went away in the wind.

Nangong Fan knew that he had misunderstood Huang Chuan, but before he could say a word, he was taken away by the green vicuña.

For the first time, Nangong Fan hated that the green vicuña was too fast, and there was an inexplicable feeling spreading in his heart, this should be the last time he saw Huang Chuan.

He bought a precious life for a high-grade spirit stone and dragged the enemy for him.

Nangong Fan turned his head, and the figure of Huang Chuan under his eyes was almost unclear, only the size of a palm.

There were sesame-sized monsters dancing around Huang Chuan, and there seemed to be a faint rumor of the wind, and a horse's head appeared.

Orcs!

"Huang Chuan, I've finally caught you......"

The voice was far away, and tears crossed Nangong Fan's face.

......

The speed of the green vicuña scurried upward, and the wind was like a knife, slashing at Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan had to lower his body and completely hide behind the green vicuña.

This kind of extreme speed is not something that Nangong Fan can easily withstand now, just this wind can destroy it.

Nangong Fan's palm was tightly attached to the green vicuña, and the moist feeling was .....

It's blood!

The green vicuña is injured!

I don't know if it was when the soul was stimulated, it was a heavy blow, or if it was too hard to run for half a day.

The green vicuña almost used all the strength to eat milk, and ran desperately.

I don't know what happened to him under the trick, and he was so afraid. Even if the body squeezes out the blood beads under high pressure, you still have to stay away from that area.

Nangong Fan didn't know where the green vicuña was going to run like this. Thinking about it in my heart, it is nothing more than two places - the city of the human race and the ancient village of the Biangu.

An old ox makes a straight furrow. In terms of age alone, Nangong Fan is only a fraction of this horse, this out-and-out old horse and demon horse. It wasn't a problem to take him to a safe place.

Nangong Fan was afraid that the horse that was galloping wildly on the way would suddenly wither, and even his entire body and mind might collapse directly. At that time, it will really be called heaven and earth, and the earth will not be spiritual.

It's a pity that I don't have the ability to communicate with it, so I can only let it calm down on its own. ”

The green vicuña seemed to be tired, and its speed slowed down a lot, but it was also a few points faster than usual, and its thick nostrils spewed hot air.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Huang Chuan, did you escape?" Nangong Fan's heart was full of sadness, "...... who obviously had the opportunity to escape together"

Ran for five days.

A large neat and tall stone appeared in front of Nangong Fan's eyes.

"This is the city wall?"

In this place full of deserts, such a long and magnificent city wall suddenly appeared, which shocked Nangong Fan incomparably.

"This should be the Terran city, right? Where is the oasis?"

The green vicuña also seemed to understand that he was safe, and his speed slowed down a lot, no different from before, like walking.

Nangong Fan was finally able to raise his head, and in the fierce wind and waves, his inch-long hair stood on end, like a ball of blue grass growing on his head, which was very joyful.

Looking at it on horseback, although the city wall is simple, it is also more than ten meters high, and the smooth stone surface is densely covered with black protrusions that Nangong Fan doesn't know what they are, refracting the cold light in the sun.

It is difficult for the Xuanjing Body Cultivator to jump ten meters, but with a little bit of strength, he can still easily climb over this stone wall. But under these protrusions, which are somewhat like sharp blades, I am afraid it will be difficult to borrow strength in the air.

Above the desert, the walls are in good condition. But when I thought of the protection methods of the barbarians in the Starry Sky Realm at the beginning, I couldn't think about it.

Compared with the barbarians, the Terrans seem to be still in the embryonic state, and can only resist unknown dangers with the help of stones and flames.

I didn't see the lively and complicated scene outside the big city of the Terran galaxy in the Starry Sky Realm, there were no demon beasts, and even if the Xuan Realm wanted to get here from Bian Gu Village, it would take a month or two, not to mention the dangers along the way.

Bian Gu Village is still a village closer to the city, and if it is farther away, it will take a few years to go to the other side of the continent even if the speed of the Xuan Realm is fully opened.

Nangong Fan can "crash" on the side of the human race, which is already good.

There will always be only one large area that ordinary people can see. Perhaps they still thought that the heavens and the earth should be like this, and that the human race should have been bullied by the orcs.

It's hard, it's too hard to live!

Even drinking water on weekdays has to be obtained from the blood of demon beasts, let alone washing and bathing.

Many people will take a bath with the precious water before they are born, and before they die, they can be washed away by the water and cremated.

Fire is a wisp of flame that is naturally born in the body of a fire cultivator after he is in the Xuan Realm, and it is not good to burn demon beasts, and there is still no problem in burning the human race that has lost its vitality, and it will melt at the touch of a button, which is why the human race here has to live a life of drinking blood.

If you have fire control skills, you can control the power, and you can have a barbecue scorpion meat.

When cremated, Terrans scatter their ashes on an oasis that they may have longed for all their lives, but never once set foot in.

"You can't be blessed in life, but you will be with the oasis after death!" This is the only thing that the Terran hierarchy can fulfill their wishes.

As far as Nangong Fan knows, the human race here is the only one who has used cremation to spend the rest of his life. Most of the Terrans in other places will still choose to bury the whole body directly, and if the family background is better, they will have to bring some burial goods with it.

Many of the broken inheritances were reconnected from the burial goods of the super strong. Some ancient ritual artifacts have also been handed down in this way.

It's not a good thing to disturb the ancestors, in addition to being contaminated with unnecessary cause and effect, some mechanisms and formations are ruthless stubble that kills people.

Even if a saint dies, he does not want his grave to be disturbed for no reason.

There is no aura here, many means of the human race cannot be used, and the oasis aura is too worthless to maintain the formation, and the corpses of relatives without any protection after burial are cheaper than the demon beasts underground, which is a great blasphemy.

Cremation came into being.

The green vicuña did not enter the city, but walked along the city wall five hundred meters away from the city wall.

Seeing the city wall, Nangong Fan didn't panic, this is the place where the strong people of the human race are most concentrated, and no matter how rampant the orc race is, they will not be presumptuous here. Unless you want to start another war between the two races.

The three intelligent races can still maintain a delicate balance, if the human race really disappears, the orc race will not get any benefit, but will have to face the only overlord barbarian race on this continent, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will disappear on this continent with the human race.

The green vicuña walked so slowly for a long time, and Nangong Fan finally saw a little green in front of his eyes, and in the city wall, there were many branches and leaves poking their heads out.

This city contains an oasis!

The vicuña seemed to be very familiar with this oasis, flicked its tail, and finally began to pick up speed.

There's a small stone door here. Saying that it is small is only for the gate of the city that Nangong Fan just saw.

The stone gate in front of him was five meters wide and three meters high, and it was tightly closed.

The green vicuña walked towards the stone gate, surging with the joy of the wanderer's return home, and even the blood scabs on his body seemed to have recovered a lot. Before he could get closer, he hissed.

The sound of horses roaring from within the city walls.

The stone gate pushed slowly.

"Which village has come back?" As soon as the stone gate was exposed, a voice came out.

There was some respect in the tone.

Volunteering to go to the village to guard the town, that is to pin your head to your waist, and you will move at any time. Although it is for the time to enjoy the oasis for ten days and a half a year, it has not made enough contributions to the inheritance of the human race, as long as the human race has not been black, it will be polite to it.

The stone door is fully open.

A young man showed his figure, he was holding a handful of grass in his hand, and there were many green vicuñas of different sizes around him.

Before Nangong Fan could speak, the young man's face was full of doubts, "Which adult are you? Why haven't I seen you here? Could it be that you came from the other side of the continent?"

"I'm not an adult......"

"Then which adult asked you to bring the talk?" The young man waved his hand and threw all the grass in his hand to the horses, and Nangong Fan also came over with a fart.

"Lord Huang Chuan......" turned over and dismounted, and his tone was slightly respectful.

"Lord Huang Chuan, I think about it, it's Lord Huang Chuan below the old man Chen Feng of Bian Gu Village, right?" This young man was obviously an impatient, and he interrupted Nangong Fan twice in just such a short time.

"Probably so, brother......"

"How can you be? Yes, no, no, you should be prevaricating me, right? I think you look like those people who are not barbaric, you must be a spy, right? Also, don't call me brother. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes shrank, and his eyes flashed.

"What's the matter, are you still not convinced?" the young man's arrogant appearance was completely revealed. Respect for the powerhouses of the Xuan Realm who sit outside, he is more because of his own lack of strength, and because most of those Xuan Realm will bring him some flesh and blood of rare demon beasts when they come.

That's a rare good thing! After the sand scorpion removes its carapace, only a lump of flesh is a great supplement, and the energy contained in the larger demon beast can be imagined.

"You don't want to inquire about my Bao Yun's name!" The young man slapped his hand like Nangong Fan pushed over.

Look at this posture, you have to take the initiative to teach Nangong Fan a lesson.

In addition to the strong people who have been gifted to enjoy a period of time, the life of this oasis is more people who can take the path of brute cultivation, and these people are the capital of the human race to ensure inheritance, and the strong people of the terrain can only be born from this.

And Bao Yun is the weakest of the three "Tianjiao" who have appeared in the past hundred years.

Otherwise, in addition to the necessary cultivation, he would have to do the dirty work of feeding the horses and maintaining the vegetation every day.

He thinks that he has no sense of existence, and he wants to show that he is also one of the heavenly pride of the human race.

Nangong Fan, this young guy is the target. But obviously, Nangong Dashao does not play cards according to common sense, and he does not have the slightest intention of swallowing his anger.

Bao Yun never expected that the non-barbaric guy would sting Nangong Fan's heart, didn't he point to Nangong Dashao's nostrils and say, what kind of are you?

Nangong Dashao, who has always cared much about this, is angry!

Bao Yun thought about it, at Nangong Fan's age, he could make him fall into the mud with a casual push. The power is enough, but it still doesn't have too much deep malice.

It's better to push than to slap and punch.

A push, a push of loneliness.

Nangong Fan didn't move, but Bao Yun couldn't help but stumble.

Bao Yun's eyes flashed with shock, how could this guy who looked about his age be above him when he had already broken through the high-level Yellow Realm?

What circumstances he lives in, and what circumstances does this person live in? How is this possible?

Nangong Fan found that this Bao Yun was just stupid, and he didn't bring too much malice, so he came to his own way to treat his body as a punishment.

The hand is just a light push. Bao Yun fell into the mud and looked embarrassed.