In a small two-story building in the post station, Xu Feng found Lingshuang, Aunt Lan and Bingqian, they were having lunch, and they were also eating together by the way, after the meal, everyone sat together and analyzed the current situation with each other.

From the results of the battle in the arena in the morning, it is estimated that the wolf and the fat cat are in a group, and nine times out of ten they are related to the surprise attack on the enemy of the tribes around the Northern Soul, but to carry out a surprise attack of such a scale, it is also necessary to promote the election process of the big chief, I am afraid that the enemy's power is not small. And the promotion of the black barbarians made them think very much, and they felt that the enemy leader was deliberately like this, and the ultimate goal was really a barbarian sacrificial weapon.

Xu Feng was muttering in his heart, could this force be the enemy in Yingzhe's mouth, keeping the black barbarians, and whether he had ulterior motives? However, he didn't dare to tell Bingqian and Aunt Lan these words.

After some discussion, everyone thought that the enemy leader was only afraid of promoting a conspiracy to run for the election of a big chief, but whether this was a strategy or a sacrificial weapon, there was no direct conflict of interest with them, and there was no need to dwell on it, and even participated in it, and it was the best way to be a bystander.

However, Xu Feng couldn't be a bystander, so he asked Aunt Lan about her observations in the post station in the past few days, and learned that she had painted the portraits of these foreigners, and as he spoke, he immediately took out a pile of rice paper, which were all portraits, and he walked in front of the rice paper to see that the characters were vivid and realistic, almost equivalent to the photos, and the details were more prominent, as if the characters' personalities were highlighted, and there were some annotations under the characters.

Xu Feng took these portraits, looked at them carefully, and discussed with Aunt Lan and Bingqian, except for the five-person group of the fat man and the thin man, who were seriously suspected, the other foreigners only formed a team of one or two at most, and they didn't seem to have the ability to do such a big thing, and they didn't look like they could control barbarian warriors such as Bai Wolf and Fat Cat.

However, through the portrait viewing, although Xu Feng knows a little, but Aunt Lan and they have not been in contact with these people, what is the situation? I don't know, he is not at ease, and Bingqian and they can't discuss any results, it is nothing more than to brake quietly, waiting for the enemy's next move, let them do what they should do, and Lingshuang followed the beams of this house, climbed to the roof, and found a place with a wide field of vision to lie down, just to be able to watch most of the houses and courtyard environment in the post station.

Xu Feng looked at the sky, it was estimated that it was more than two o'clock in the afternoon, in the courtyard of the post station, few people were willing to come out, his sense of smell was keen, but he smelled some void aura surging, many foreigners should be cultivating in the house, etc., however, he was not anxious, lying on the roof, chatting with Lingshuang, while paying attention to the situation in the post station?

Until five or six o'clock in the afternoon, he saw eight or nine people coming out of the house, all of them were in twos and threes, there were not many of them, judging from their mannerisms and actions, it was not like they knew each other, in the conversation of some people, judging from their language and demeanor, they were still wary of each other, I don't know what these ranger-like cultivators wanted to do when they entered this Northern Soul Tribe?

The enemies in Yingzhe's mouth are estimated to be invested in powerful forces, and his own side has also joined Lian Chen, Lingshuang and Heiman, Aunt Lan and Bingqian, and depending on the situation, they are also bound by the barbarian tribe and monitored, and if they want to make trouble in this Northern Soul Tribe, unless they are king-level masters, otherwise, they are basically looking for death, of course, they can do it secretly.

When he was thinking wildly, Lingshuang suddenly stabbed himself with his claws, he hurriedly came back to his senses, followed her paws, and looked towards the second floor of a wooden house opposite, the door was opened, and out of it came a silver-haired old man, full of kindness, very kind, and looked very ordinary, but Xu Feng immediately stared at the eyes of the silver-haired old man since he saw the portraits drawn by Aunt Lan, and sure enough, his eyes were deep and wise, and he seemed to be full of wisdom, however, this old man didn't seem to be in good health, and next to him, there was a cold-faced young man who was holding him, the young man had a water chestnut face, eyebrows like knives, and was wearing a black tight-fitting suit, dressed competently, it seems that this person's character is resolute but not paranoid and sharp.

The old man and the young walked down from the second floor, and then turned to the small pavilion next to them, the small pavilion had a second-floor pavilion, they entered the second floor and sit, looking at the scenery outside the Northern Soul Tribe, and there were barbarian staff running over below and bringing them some snacks and tea, seeing that Xu Feng felt so weird in his heart.

In this Northern Soul Tribe, the wind and clouds are turbulent, this old and young can actually calm down, and still drink tea and watch the scenery in this post station, leisurely and elegant, either the brain is sick, or the scheming is too deep, he can't see through the deep and wise eyes of the silver-haired old man, and feels that they are more like the latter, is this old man the person behind the turmoil of the Northern Soul Tribe?

However, seeing that the barbarian staff here seemed to have a lot of respect for the silver-haired old man, he should be a regular customer or something, but he didn't feel like it.

At this time, Lingshuang stabbed him again, Xu Feng hurriedly turned his head, and saw that the door in the wooden building next door was opened, and the fat man and other five people came out of it one after another, and the fat man walked out with a swagger without any rules, and then it was the weird middle-aged man with an indifferent face.

From Aunt Lan's portrait, Xu Feng saw some abnormalities, at this moment, his two eyes stared directly at this person, this person was not tall, his body was thin, his face was indifferent, he was wearing a black robe, and he stepped out of the door, and he also saw that there was a hat behind this person, as if he wanted to hide himself completely in the dark.

When he walked, Xu Feng felt that his pace was gentle, as if he was stepping on the snow without a trace at every step, and then, staring at this person's face, he strangely found that he couldn't see this person's face clearly, and he actually made himself feel a hazy sense of blur, and secretly thought that he was really good at talking to Aunt Lan, this person is weird, but I am afraid that he is not an assassin or a killer or other ruthless characters, judging from the situation of these five people, this person should be their leader, but he should not be a planner, but more like a scout or scout and other vanguard roles.

They came down from the upstairs and walked around the small courtyard, which seemed to have no purpose, but Xu Feng saw that they had been talking to each other, too far apart to hear clearly, and then, he saw that the indifferent middle-aged man actually came to the small attic, but left the four of his men in place, and he stepped up the small building alone, and when he came to the silver-haired old man, he actually bowed down and made a big salute, while the cold young man next to him stared at him directly, and finally, snorted coldly.

The silver-haired old man seemed to have a good temper, waved his hand, and let the indifferent middle-aged man sit next to him, with his back to Xu Feng and them, and seemed to be enjoying the scenery while chatting, until the sunset came, and the barbarian staff brought some food to the small attic, and the indifferent middle-aged man got up to say goodbye, and the silver-haired old man was still very hospitable, and seemed to want to eat with him, but he was rejected by the indifferent middle-aged man, went down to the attic, and then returned to the wooden house. And the silver-haired old man finished eating in the attic with the cold young man.

Xu Feng had no choice but to return to the wooden house with Lingshuang, and had dinner with Aunt Lan Bingqian, and pondered again, feeling that the situation in this post station seemed to be more complicated than he imagined, and he must always pay attention to their movements, discuss the situation with Lingshuang, and take advantage of the night to make holes and enter the underground periphery of the North Soul Tribe, and subdue some rats, however, there are few real spirit mice in the North Soul Tribe, so he worked tirelessly to find dozens of real spirit mice in the forest outside, returned to the tribe, and found some abandoned houses with Lingshuang, took the portraits drawn by Aunt Lan, trained these real spirit mice, stared at these people, and paid attention to their movements。

Time was pressing, he and Lingshuang trained them overnight, Lingshuang had a bad temper, and almost tossed the more than forty true spirit mice to death, but fortunately, in the afternoon of the next day, he came to check the situation of these real spirit mice, and it had achieved initial results, and with the group of ten thousand ordinary rats, Xu Feng distributed them one by one around the post station, and kept an eye on their movements at any time.

At night, Xu Feng contacted Lian Chen again in his heart, and learned that he was already in the Northern Soul Tribe, and he was busy taking advantage of the night, spreading his wings, flying into the distance, and finding Lian Chen in a tavern outside the Great Chief's Palace, but when he saw his face, he was startled, it turned out to be a barbarian image, and it was not a spell like a trick, but the indifferent drinking appearance and some breath on his body exposed that this person must be Lian Chen.

After inquiry, I learned that he practiced a thaumaturgy called Yi Bone Technique, which can change the structure of bones and muscles, cultivate to the highest level, and also change his temperament, which made Xu Feng very interested, but he was a spirit mouse, so he didn't ask Lian Chen for it.

Xu Feng saw him drinking wine and eating meat, and didn't seem to take the matter of the sacrificial vessel to heart, you want to say that this person has no brains, but he really uses his brains, and he is scared to death, so he can't cry or laugh, so he has to talk about the plan carefully with Lian Chen, seeing him nodding solemnly, Xu Feng is relieved, and returns to the post station, discusses some matters with Lingshuang, and returns to the retreat courtyard of the black man.

And the next day, according to Xu Feng's plan, Lian Chen quietly infiltrated the palace of the big chief, and also found a personal guard, knocked him unconscious, dragged him to a secret place, and then, using ecstasy, some basic information and personality of this person were copied, and Lian Chen used the Yi Bone Technique to disguise himself as this person, and guarded the door of the big chief's palace closely.

On the fifth day, Lian Chen stood guard in front of the door, and he was a little drowsy, but he suddenly looked up sharply, and saw a wisp of green smoke suddenly flashing from the roof of the wooden building in the distance, and suddenly turned around, shook open the wooden door of the palace with one palm, and rushed to the big chief on the sickbed in the palace with a quick lightning.

(End of chapter)