In the southwest corner, a three-storey bamboo structure building with the iconic Heimiao stands beside the waterfront, with a Ganjia-style building and a "human" roof in the shape of a "human". This is the unique design style of Heimiao, which is different from the general Miao people's stilted buildings using fir materials, and the large-scale bamboo materials are the unique style of this Heimiao building.

There is a semi-open hall in the middle of the 3rd and 2nd floors, opposite the hall on the first floor.

At this moment, a large sand table is placed in the center of the hall on the third floor, and if you look closely, the sand table evolves into the mountains and rivers within a hundred miles around the Heishui River, and even the unique rainforest is vividly expressed on the sand table.

The Great Witch's eyes condensed slightly, and his gaze focused on the sand table, which was the area marked by the rainforest.

"Girl, it looks like someone who shouldn't have come has broken in." Ning Yun looked carefree, with a smile on his face.

"Well, it looks like there's more than one team breaking into the Blackwater River." She groaned.

She could even clearly analyze the total number of outsiders in this group of ten people through the performance of the sand table, six of them were strong and had extremely advanced physical skills, while the remaining four were the power of cultivating witch Gu, and the sudden visit of this group of people made the situation in the clan even more complicated.

Half a month ago, she had already discovered that someone had quietly infiltrated Miao Village, and it wasn't until that person triggered the Nether Flame that he revealed his body.

"Half a month ago, someone had already avoided my sight and quietly came here, but they didn't dare to approach our bamboo building." She shook her head helplessly, that person's cultivation was definitely not lower than her own, otherwise she would not have found out until the other party had killed people many times.

"Girl?" Ning Yun didn't know how to comfort her young lady, the courage on her shoulders was too heavy, and not everyone could share her worries.

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The weasel ran around the place where the team had set up camp a few times, and only then did he dare to cautiously return to the camp until he completely shook off the Miao people who were following him.

Who, a teammate who was on guard on the perimeter spotted the weasel. He carried a mechanical repeating crossbow and aimed it at the person in the shade of the tree.

"Pangolin, don't mess around, it's me." The weasel pressed the bolt in the hand of the man known as the pangolin, who had been ten meters away a second earlier. At this moment, he was already standing in front of the pangolin, and at the same time, he was suspicious. Except for the white tiger in the lead, only three women in this group are skilled in a specific kind of witchcraft, and the elegance of the weasel body surprised the pangolin.

They come from the same family, and they are all special soldiers trained in captivity within the family, and sometimes they will gather this group of people from all over the world to participate in the operation alone or in teams just for a mission. When it comes to individual combat capabilities, they are all the best in the world, so no matter how complex and difficult the mission, the family will only gather two or three people at most, but this time they have gathered a team of ten people at the same time, which can be imagined how much attention the family attaches to this operation.

Weasel also heard that there are even characters from the wizard level specially cultivated by the family in the special operations team this time, and each of them is the treasure of the family. He had never seen such a group of women before, and it was the first time he had met a wizard in his family, except that he was quite close to the white tiger among them, the leader.

The white tiger that was following behind the pangolin approached, "You just alerted the group of Miao people and forced them to release the arrows?" The white tiger's face looked a little ugly, the facial features on the face painted with oil paint were wrinkled, and the aura around his body was disordered.

"I'm ......," the weasel tried to explain, but the white tiger struck quickly, a palm print dragging a long aftermath and hitting the weasel in the face. There was a crisp sound, and the weasel fell to the ground before it could cover its cheeks, blood spilling from the corners of its mouth.

"I told you that no matter how unruly you were before, if anyone here dared to mess with me, I would definitely bury his bones in the rainforest." The white tiger's grim eyes made the onlookers tremble, and the sudden attack completely suppressed the group of reckless men and women.

The white tiger continued to step on the weasel's chest and abdomen, and the weasel showed a painful expression on his face with a slight force between his feet.

"Everyone immediately packed up their things and retreated to the depths of the forest, believing that it won't be long before the nearby Miao people will start searching for us."

Several men picked up the weasel and helped him pat off the dust.

"Don't, don't mess with me, I, my bones are broken." The weasel struggled to break his companion's arm in agony, and the white tiger's seemingly understated kick actually broke one of the weasel's ribs in the right way, but not to kill him.

At first, they were not convinced, each of them was a character who had been brutally trained since childhood, and crawled out of the pile of dead people. Now, they learned that this group of mysterious women skilled in witchcraft within the family was terrifying, and pinching them to death was as simple as pinching a reptile to death.

"You can still walk, I'll help you connect the bones." The pangolin winced as it looked at the figure of the white tiger that had walked away, and bent down to bend for the weasel to bone. For more than a decade, they have trained daily in a variety of subjects, not only in the form of physical and tactical combat against the enemy, but also in the emergency treatment of medical trauma, and it is no exaggeration to say that any one of them can perform a simple surgical operation.

The weasel held back the pain, a crisp sound of bones, he knew that the broken ribs were continued, and he never let out a shout in the process, but looked at the white tiger figure that had entered the depths of the dense forest with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Brother, I only know now that our group of men are here to help them, they are the main combat troops, and the wizards cultivated by the family are really first-class masters." The pangolin beckoned the weasel to get up and hurry up with the team ahead. From now on, they have put themselves in the right position, and they are already unconditionally obedient to the leader of the White Tiger.

This woman was so ruthless and merciless that her hands were stained with blood, and they believed her words, and if they disobeyed her will, there would only be one more corpse in the rainforest.

The footsteps of the trail in the rear were approaching, and the figures of the Miao people shuttling through the forest were faintly visible. In the noisy rainforest, a large number of Miao people are carrying out a large-scale manhunt operation.

"Oh no, every time I think they're coming after me so quickly." The pangolin was not good in the dark way, so he immediately helped the weasel to rush forward.