Chapter Twenty-Nine: Killing the Heavens

Atcha and the other five people were about to rush up, but they were stopped by Leng Changxi, there were not many of them, and he didn't want to let his people cause too many losses. Qin Yunuan protected the eldest princess and stood behind Leng Changxi, Leng Changxi's broad and thick shoulders could give her a great sense of security, no matter how serious the problem was, she would not be afraid.

Seeing Leng Changxi calm down, the leading man also made a gesture, and dozens of people behind him also stopped.

"I'll go with you, but I have a request" Leng Changxi glanced at Qin Yunuan and the eldest princess behind him, "No matter what happens, let these two weak women leave, they are just one session of women, and they can't make a big deal, and there are many traps in the Savage Valley, and they may not be able to get out." In fact, Leng Changxi knew in his heart that with Qin Yunuan's wisdom, it was only a matter of time before he went out.

The young man in the lead smiled: "It's really refreshing, okay, come on, tie them up, and bring them back." ”

As soon as the person holding the thick hemp rope wanted to step forward, Atcha pulled out the shiny scimitar in his hand, and Leng Changxi also slowly took off the spear tied to his back, and sighed leisurely in his eyes: "Tie, you don't need to." ”

Leng Changxi was secretly lucky, and the man in the lead seemed to notice that Leng Changxi's kung fu was by no means ordinary, and he smiled faintly: "It's okay, just follow along." ”

Qin Yunuan glanced at Leng Changxi, Leng Changxi only replied with a reassuring look, and the eldest princess nestled in Qin Yunuan's arms and asked timidly: "Where are we going?" Who are they? ”

"Do you know that this is a game, Your Highness, will Jinzhi take you to play a game?" Qin Yunuan just coaxed the eldest princess as a child.

The eldest princess raised her eyes and glanced at Leng Changxi, and suddenly felt relieved: "Well, as long as Hua Lang is here, I am not afraid." ”

This group of tribesmen guarded Leng Changxi and his people very closely, and sent seven or eight people to guard them before and after, and there were four or five strong young and middle-aged laborers on the left and right to keep an eye on them, and the bushes in front of them sounded hurriedly, and they were afraid that the leading man had already sent someone back to the tribe to report the news.

Leng Changxi didn't quite understand the purpose of this group of people to bring themselves back to the tribe, if they felt that they were invaders and disturbed the peace of the Savage Valley, he could have solved them on the spot, why bother to capture them alive, but maybe this was also an opportunity.

The woods around her are getting denser and denser, Qin Yunuan pays close attention to the direction of the team, she has already thought silently in her heart, the so-called "three poles on the sun, like a shadow" The three poles on the sun are noon, at this time the sun will be in the southeast direction of the sky, on the contrary, the shadow is in the northwest direction, and at this time, the sun has risen, according to the direction of the sun Qin Yunuan can judge that they are going in the northwest direction, the direction is correct;

And the leader looks very prestigious, and the person next to him who seems to be close to Little Rollo always calls him Mengman, it is estimated that this is his name, it can be seen that this group of people is highly hierarchical, everyone says nothing about this Mengman's order, and the class system is also very obvious.

Just looking at this Meng Man, the clothes on his body are much more delicate than these guards around Qin Yunuan, and Meng Man can also speak ancient Khitan, Western Xia Chinese so many languages, but these guards around Qin Yunuan, their eyes are dull, slow to react, as if only the most instinctive reaction of animals, from beginning to end, did not listen to them say a word, with their eyes, Qin Yunuan can even judge that this group of ordinary guards will not speak at all.

Teach the ruling class only the ability and wisdom of these communications, and it is no wonder that this tribe is so united, but at the same time, it is also extremely fragile.

With the change of the surrounding scenery, Qin Yunuan and the others have walked down from the dense mountain forest and entered a jungle with obvious tropical characteristics, the moist water vapor wet the corners of Qin Yunuan's skirt, Leng Changxi has been walking in front, although he has not looked back, but his hand has been holding Qin Yunuan's hand tightly.

Surrounded by wet vines and tall ancient trees that covered the sky, everyone pushed away the green vines that blocked the road and walked forward, but the eldest princess suddenly screamed.

"Snakes."

Originally, she thought that the soft green strip above her head was just a vine, but when she moved, it turned into a green snake spitting snake letters.

With a snap, this green snake was caught by a tribal man beside Qin Yunuan, and the agility of his skills seemed to be a little beyond Qin Yunuan's expectations, and the slow swallowing when walking seemed to be two extremes, but then, this man did something that was extremely unacceptable to Qin Yunuan, this man actually opened his mouth and bit off the head of the green snake, and then chewed the snake meat willingly, Qin Yunuan could even see the half-dead snake wriggling in his mouth.

As soon as he ate like this, the surroundings immediately moved, and people of similar body shape to him immediately came up as if they wanted to grab food, and the rest also watched with their eyes, as if this man was eating something very delicious.

Meng Man in front was very dissatisfied when he saw the sāo chaos in the back, he glanced at the attendant beside him, and the little attendant immediately threw a whip made of rattan on his waist towards the back, just bypassing the gap between Qin Yunuan and the eldest princess, and hit the mouth of the man who was eating snake meat.

Meng Man cursed a few words in dissatisfaction, and the man immediately fell to the ground and let the little henchman continue to whip until his back was covered with blood.

"It seems that their group of people is not as terrible as we imagined" Leng Changxi observed coldly, and whispered to Qin Yunuan, "It's just the relationship between slaves and masters, it seems that they are still in the stage of slavery, and they are still very primitive slavery, which means that there are not many wise people in their tribe, and power is highly concentrated in the hands of the highest level, but as long as one or two can be controlled, their tribe can be finished at any time." ”

Qin Yunuan nodded: "I think so too." While speaking, Qin Yunuan listened carefully to the intonation and words of Meng Man's speech, she also learned a little bit about Beidi language, and by listening to people's conversations, guessing people's thoughts and looking at people's expressions, she can probably know these meanings.

"Here we are."

After walking for about two hours, although the sky was bright, the jungle was still dim and dark, but at least you could faintly see the white smoke rising in the distance and the crowds coming and going;

Removing the last barrier, this is a huge tribe, surrounded by stones one meter wide, about one person high, to resist the beasts and pythons in this jungle, in the center is a building made of stones like a castle, although it is not as luxurious as the Great Qi Palace, but in such a jungle to find such hard stones, and they are all polished into a uniform shape and stacked so firmly, it can be said that it is an incomparably huge project.

Such a magnificent scene stunned Qin Yunuan and the others.

"Alright, take them to Father." Meng Man said in fluent Chinese, and it could be seen that he deliberately said it to Leng Changxi, and he already understood that Leng Changxi was the leader of this group.

The person behind Qin Yunuan wanted to urge Qin Yunuan to hurry up, and pushed Qin Yunuan violently, as if on purpose, Qin Yunuan didn't stand firmly, but actually hit Leng Changxi's back, Leng Changxi reflexively hugged the thin and small Qin Yunuan, and looked at the slave who pushed Qin Yunuan fiercely, the longer he stared, the more murderous his eyes became.

Looking, it seemed that something was going to happen, and the entourage around Meng Man wanted to ask Meng Man if he wanted to stop it, but was stopped by Meng Man in advance, he just wanted to see how many things Leng Changxi would cause and how many things he dared to do.

"There is a price to be paid for bullying my wife." Leng Changxi turned sideways, pulled out the shiny spear from an oblique angle, and only stretched out his hand to dance a figure-of-eight flower, and with a few clicks, he cut off the slave's eyes, ears and nose.

Almost instantly, the slave immediately covered his face and howled in pain, his mournful shout attracted the attention of the people around him, and everyone's eyes fell on Leng Changxi.

The surrounding slaves were ready to move, and in their opinion, Leng Changxi was already an extremely dangerous intruder.

Meng Man made a gesture to make everyone quiet, only to let the injured slave be dragged away, and he looked at Leng Changxi coldly: "You are in my territory, the person who hurt me, what are you doing, you have such a great ability." ”

"If it's hurt, it's hurt," Leng Changxi calmly retracted the spear from the scabbard on his back, and glanced at Meng Man, "What can you do with me?" ”

Meng Man choked up and laughed wryly, and at the same time, by the window of the top floor of the castle-like building in the center, a pair of sophisticated and shrewd eyes were observing the movement below, compared to the masked slaves below, he was as delicate as a king, and his clothes were hooked with golden silk threads, but it could be seen that some years had passed, and the threads had fallen off a little.

There was an old man beside him, with a look of imminent death that made people feel that he was just a sculpture that couldn't speak, and the old man's eyes had been following the "king" to look downward, and after a long time, he slowly spoke: "Do you think he will be the person you have been waiting for?" ”

A chuckle appeared on the corner of the king's mouth: "You are the most qualified soothsayer in the tribe, shouldn't I ask you this question?" ”

"The king" used the title "you", and it was evident that the old man had a high status in the tribe.

"I don't know," the old man shook his head and said, "I haven't divined for a long time, and a fortune teller can only divinate thirteen times in his life, don't you remember?" Since I took the twelfth hexagram seven years ago, I have stopped divination. ”

"Then divination one last time" The tone of the "king" carried some orders, "It's been so long, I can't wait, if it's him, it's that we've waited, if it's not him, let's kill the sacrifice to the sky." ”