The white moon reflects the deep blue valley.

In the deep valley, the roofs of white felt tents are connected, like a thick sheet of snow.

A scantily clad girl, covered in foul-smelling filth, roared as she swooped down on a plainly dressed "barbarian man".

The man didn't move.

And just as the woman rushed forward, looking at the indifferent man in front of her, with puzzlement in her eyes, she suddenly felt that a dark shadow seemed to fall in the sky.

"Huh?" the woman raised her head slightly, and at this time, the filth on her face slid down her forehead and narrowed into her eyes.

"Ahh

A scream of pain came from the woman's mouth, startling the lights of several felt tents around her.

And at this time, the old black bull Meng Han in the air was in a hurry, and a huge cow's hoof suddenly stepped on the top of the woman's head.

The woman didn't have time to say a word, and she was trampled into meat puree in an instant.

The old black ox's hooves shook again, and the woman turned into powder, and she was inseparable from the dung.

Seeing this, Su Qi suddenly tiptoed a little, and hid in the dark alley next to him.

The old black bull Meng Han and the old wolf Harold also hurriedly dodged together.

And at this moment, among the surrounding felt tents, one barbarian came out one by one.

However, at this time, although the mountain walls around the deep valley were glowing with blue at night, in fact the tribe was very dark, and the vision was especially unclear.

When they smelled this foul smell, these barbarians all showed disgust on their faces, and without further investigation, everyone returned to the felt tent again.

......

......

Su Qi flashed into an alley next to him, without the slightest stop, and continued to move forward.

Su Qi naturally didn't worry about getting lost with the old black cow and the old wolf, and after a few streets and alleys, he could get lost with the two demon kings, which was too ridiculous.

It wasn't until he was a little farther away from Fang Cai's location that Su Qi stopped.

And where Su Qi stopped, there was a girl dressed almost the same as the woman in Fang Cai, who had just taken her lips off the neck of a tall barbarian.

Seeing Su Qi, this girl immediately stepped on a bewitching step to come over again.

And Su Qi had already seen this girl who was about the Yuan Qi Realm, and the killing intent in her eyes.

Still want to kill people?

Su Qi's eyelids lifted slightly.

Suddenly, in the Divine Treasure, the small hand of the Holy Fetus grasped the fragment of the law left by the "Barrier Trace".

"Uh......" The girl let out a whimper, her eyes losing focus, and it was obvious that she was in a hallucination.

"Come out!" Su Qi frowned.

At this moment, the old black bull Meng Han and Harold came out of the shadow of the alley on the side.

The two guys complained to each other as they walked out: "Really, can't you shoot faster?

"Is that the old man blamed? The old man didn't even touch her, who knows what the hell is her name? If you can do it, why don't you go up?"

"I've changed back to the prototype now, I can't use a lot of spells, I can only bite with my mouth, that guy is a disgusting thing, how do you let me bite her?"

"What is that? Didn't you eat in all the years you were a dog in Dayuan?"

"You are looking for death! You old cow who has stepped on dung!"

"Oh yes, the old man is angry!"

Seeing that this wolf and a cow were making trouble again, Su Qi looked at these two guys, frowned and said, "Shouldn't you explain what the so-called 'someone who will control the formation keeps staring at me until I pour those dung juice on the place where I should go'?"

“......”

The wolf and the cow who were fighting suddenly fell silent, and the two guys had an indescribable meaning in their eyes.

Su Qi raised his eyebrows.

Meng Hangu said to him left and right: "Little master, let's go find a place to live first!"

Su Qi stretched out his finger and pointed to the felt tent behind the man who had fallen into a coma.

"......" Meng Han and Harold knew that the two of them were talking nonsense on a whim, and it seemed that they couldn't hide from it......

Su Qi raised his eyebrows, it seems that it was a wrong decision not to let these two guys vomit blood!

......

......

In this Blue Valley, the center of the Blue Valley Royal Court Lord's tribe.

There is a square tower that looks very tall.

At this moment, the current Blue Valley King of the Court, Meng Qing is sitting on the throne.

Meng Qing's expression was not good-looking.

As a barbarian king who is just a realm, Meng Qing can be said to have only a false name, but no strength to match it.

In addition, Meng Qing's strength was weak, not only was he subject to external pressure from the other two royal courts, but even some of the stronger barbarian generals and priests of the Blue Valley Royal Court did not have much respect for him.

Now, the reason why Meng Qing was able to sit firmly on the throne of the Blue Valley King was because Hu Ye, the ape king who was strong enough to sweep everything, supported him behind his back.

Now, Meng Qing's thoughts about Hu Ye are really loved and hated.

What he loves is that without Hu Ye, he would not have everything he has now, and what he hates is that with Hu Ye, the existence of the emperor, he is always a little bit less meaningful.

People are always so contradictory.

But at this moment, Meng Qing was really worried about Hu Ye's state.

Because Hu Ye has been in retreat for half a year, but there is no news at all!

What's more, because the last time Hu Ye retreated, his breath was suddenly unstable, causing the king's tent to be destroyed, that time, among the major tribes under the jurisdiction of the Blue Valley Royal Court, rumors had begun to spread secretly that the ape king Hu Ye's cultivation had gone wrong and his life would not be long.

Now, in the face of all kinds of turbulent undercurrents in the entire Blue Valley Royal Court, Meng Qing was helpless, and could only feel a headache.

"Ape Ancestor, is there still no news?" Meng Qing rubbed his temples, looking very depressed.

The attendant on the side bowed slightly and said, "Yes, there is not the slightest news from the Ape Ancestor!"

Meng Qing slowly stood up, his eyes looked into the distance, and suddenly asked, "Recently, has anyone come to inquire about the Ape Ancestor?"

"Your Highness, the Heywood priest on the other side of the sacrificial hall has come here today to inquire secretly. There was a look of respect on the attendant's face.

Meng Qing's eyebrows raised slightly, and his tone was flat: "Oh?"

The attendant explained: "Because of the few people he inquired about, one of them happened to be the godson that the villain had privately received, so that the villain could know about ......."

Meng Qing nodded at this time, and muttered to himself: "Heywood? Isn't this old thing a mobile sacrifice under the jurisdiction of the sacrificial hall? Could it be that he is also involved with those few tribal leaders?"