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Even the branches of trees that have existed for 10,000 years, or even older, cannot stop the rain.

The whole mountain was enveloped in a thick layer of mist.

Large and small rains, whether it is okay to wash this mountain peak.

The caravan's convoy began to march towards the depths of Yunmeng Mountain.

Yunmeng Daze is the end of their journey, and it is also the ultimate goal...... But well, this caravan is a merchant after all.

Doing business with people in the mountains is still inevitable.

Especially during this rainy season...... Doing business with the tribes in the mountains here is simply a huge profit.

Outside the mountain, worthless grains, salt, tea bricks, and grains rarely used by immortal cultivators can be exchanged for endless treasures here.

All kinds of cherished monster crystal nuclei, monster beast skins, and even cherished minerals and elixirs.

If it weren't for the Yunmeng Mountain, and the Southern Wilderness, it was too special, so special that the immortals were reluctant to approach it...... Then this place has long been conquered by the major forces of the fairy world.

The fate of the people of the Southern Wilderness will also be reduced to slavery, serving some people from generation to generation.

Lin Xiao is not from the Southern Wilderness, let alone a barbarian.

His head is much easier to use than Zhu Rongxian.

The cart of grain that was originally promised to come down turned into ten carts under Lin Xiao's tongue.

Ten carts of grain, this is something that Zhu Rongxian once dared not think of.

Boss Mao is sad.

Nanhuang, these tenacious guys, how could there be such a spirited little barbarian.

The ten carts of goods that this little barbarian had chosen were the best part of their caravan.

Zhurong Village is the outermost village outside of Yunmeng Mountain.

In this rainy season, once you enter Yunmeng Mountain, it is very easy to get lost without a local to lead the way.

Even if it is Boss Mao's party, it is not good to walk in the mountains all year round.

If it weren't for the fact that it was within a radius of 100 miles, there would be such a village as Zhurong Village, Boss Mao would never have allowed this little barbarian to take away the ten carts of grain!

But well......

Boss Mao still touched his nose and agreed.

According to the words of this little barbarian, the crystal nucleus of that wild boar dragon alone was enough to exchange for hundreds of carts of grain in his caravan.

If you don't want to take out ten carts of grain, then it's a big deal that the boar dragon's crystal nucleus will be sent out of the mountain to sell.

Where did this shrewd little brute come from!

Boss Mao couldn't wait to scold his mother.

Boss Mao looked at the knife on Lin Xiao's back very distressed.

That broadsword, but it is a real treasure, a 'fairy weapon' refined by a powerful immortal cultivator, although it is only the lowest grade immortal weapon, but it is an immortal weapon injected by the law of the immortal path!

However, the crystal nucleus of the wild boar dragon can indeed change the area of such an immortal weapon.

"Hmph, when I get to the mountains, I have to make a lot of money! Well, it's the rainy season, and it is estimated that other caravans will not enter the mountains at this time. ”

Boss Mao glanced at the more than 100 cars behind him, and he had some more bottom in his heart.

Now the big tribes in the mountains are fighting, and it's the rainy season...... These strategic-level materials, especially food, medicinal materials, and the like, have to be raised tenfold in price...... No, a hundredfold.

The big tribes in the mountains are very rich.

Swish!

A bright sword flashed.

An immortal-level demon beast was cleanly cut off by Zhurong Nanfeng, and after a few convulsions on the ground, it didn't move.

"Good, good knife technique!"

When the people in the caravan saw Zhu Rong Nanfeng's knife technique of cutting off the head of the demon beast, their eyes lit up, and they applauded one after another.

"I said, Brother Nanfeng, who did you learn this knife technique from? ”

A man who seemed to be straightforward, but his pupils flashed with a shrewdness, and he asked with a smile.

"Well...... this"

Zhu Rong Nanfeng sold a pass, and then puffed up his chest and said: "I look at the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, the sun, moon and stars, the principle of the change of the four seasons, combined with the creation of heaven, earth, people and the form of all things...... Why, do you still get into the eyes of your brothers?"

Zhu Rong Nanfeng rarely said the words of the crepe.

I have to say that the people of the Southern Wilderness are straightforward and full of muscles...... And their skin is also directly proportional to their muscles.

When he said this, he didn't blush.

Boss Mao couldn't help but roll his eyes, not entangled.

"Let's go, let's go, within today, don't dare to go to the Bifang tribe, we all have to sleep on the tree. ”

Zhu Rong Nanfeng laughed.

The Bifang tribe is a large tribe closest to Zhurong Village.

The so-called village is a village with only about 100 households, and at most only 2 or 300 people.

And the tribe ...... It must be at least a thousand or more people to be called a tribe.

The Bifang tribe is a medium-sized tribe in the Yunmeng Mountains, with a population of about 5,000.

This time, the Bifang tribe was also involved in the wars of the major tribes and suffered heavy losses.

Although the rain and fog in the mountains were very heavy, from a long distance, the people of Bi Fangbu greeted them.

"Look who this is! Boss Mao, hahahaha...... Boss Mao is here!!"

A rough, slightly tired voice sounded.

Immediately after, there was a cheer.

Boss Mao has come to Yunmeng Mountain.

This is great news for the Bifang tribe.

The Bifang tribe, which suffered heavy losses in the war, is likely to not survive this rainy season, and if it is not done well, it will be completely devoured by other tribes.

Behind Boss Mao, the one hundred and ten carts are undoubtedly a life-saving straw for the Bifang tribe.

"Go, plant the caravan's flag at the door. ”

Boss Mao took out a big flag and threw it to the comer.

The banner of this caravan, in the mountains and forests of the southern wilderness, is like a war-free card, hanging the banner of the caravan, which means that the caravan stays in this tribe, even if the war between the two tribes has reached the last moment, then it must stop until the caravan leaves.

This is a default unspoken rule.

The person who came was Bi Fangyun, the warrior leader of the Bifang tribe.

Bi Fangyun's status in the Bifang tribe is similar to that of Zhurong Nanfeng in the village......

However, Bi Fangyun is not in charge of the hunting team, but a team of hundreds of warriors in the Southern Wilderness, this team of warriors is not only responsible for hunting, but also responsible for guarding, patrolling, and grabbing territory with other tribes.

The bigger the tribe, the more things are going on.

All the people of Zhurong Village need to care about is food and survival.

But for medium-sized tribes like the Bifang tribe, they also need to guard their own territory, their own mines, and their own woodlands.

"Zhurong Nanfeng, why are you here too!"

Bi Fangyun looks like he is one foot taller, two heads taller than Zhurong Nanfeng.

He was a huge man, and muscles seemed to explode from under his skin.

After he saw Zhurong Nanfeng, his pupils shrank slightly.

Zhurong Nanfeng is just the leader of a hunting party in a small village, but he follows Boss Mao.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

Under the weather...... He's going to kill.

The people in the mountains of the Southern Wilderness never turn around the corner.

Bi Fangyun suddenly raised the big axe in his hand and slashed towards Zhurong Nanfeng.

Zhu Rong Nanfeng's eyes widened suddenly.

"Give me !!"

Zhu Rong Nanfeng raised the long steel knife in his hand and rushed towards the big axe.

At the same time, a reddish flash of fire erupted from his body.

This is the blood of the Zhu Rong clan burning.

Boom!!!

An axe, a knife, slammed together.

Zhu Rong Nanfeng snorted, and the whole person fell into the earth fiercely, not knowing where to go.

And the big axe in Bi Fangyun's hand flew out directly, and Bi Fangyun's huge body was also shocked back seventeen or eighteen steps.

He looked at the place where Zhurong Nanfeng disappeared in horror, and his eyes were full of anger.

He knew that if it wasn't the rainy season, if it weren't for the fact that the ground was too wet and soft...... If this is at other times, if there is no place to borrow strength under the feet of Zhurong Nanfeng, he is enough to be slashed out by Zhurong Nanfeng!

Zhu Rong Nanfeng crawled out of the ground in embarrassment.

"Damn, why is this underground so soft...... Oh, you're at war. ”

Suddenly, Zhu Rong Nanfeng reacted.

He scratched his head and laughed.

If it was in normal times, this place was so close to the tribe, and the people of the Bifang tribe would naturally take care of it, at least the ground was so soft.

But now it's a war, maybe when the people of the enemy tribe will fight, what are they doing here?

They still wish that others would be trapped in the ground and not be able to get out.

Bi Fangyun looked at Zhurong Nanfeng with fire-breathing eyes, "Say, Zhurong Nanfeng, what are you doing?"

Boss Mao and others clasped their hands to their chests and stood aside to watch the excitement.

They don't want to get involved.

As for the guide who goes into the mountain...... Although Zhurong Nanfeng is good, when you get here, there are many large and small villages near Bifangbu.

Finding a few experienced brutes is enough to show them the way.

"What am I going to do?"

Zhu Rong Nanfeng was about to speak, but he paused slightly, and then said with a smile: "But Boss Mao spent ten carts of grain, plus a lot of stainless steel weapons, please show him the way." ”

Hearing Zhu Rong Nanfeng's words, Boss Mao's face darkened, but he couldn't say anything.

A Zhurong South Wind ...... A little barbarian who looks harmless to humans and animals is worth ten carts of grain and a large number of stainless steel weapons?

The steel of the fairy world is naturally not the steel of the nether world.

If these steel weapons reach the Nether...... Well, I'm afraid it's many times more powerful than those so-called artifacts.

Boss Mao couldn't wait to split Zhurong Nanfeng alive with one palm.

The people of the Southern Wilderness have a tendon and a full of muscles, but it doesn't mean that they are stupid!

Zhu Rong Nanfeng said...... And let Boss Mao do business!

Seeing that the soldiers of Bi Fangbu were all wounded, he wanted to extort them well.

But now......

If Zhu Rong Nanfeng is a member of a large tribe, it would be fine, but it is the leader of a hunting team in a small village!

Not even a warrior!

This brute, when did he become so treacherous!

This is simply harming others and not benefiting oneself.