Yang Jing underestimated Li Zhun's injury, in addition to the pain of broken fingers, Li Zhun was also highly poisoned in his body, and he ate some bananas to satisfy his hunger, and his complexion was better, but after resting, he began to vomit violently!

That soap mountain old dao is good at medicine talismans and ghost poison, there is no reason not to control Li Zhun, Yang Jing had concerns earlier, and now it has finally come true!

When Li Zhun vomited until there was nothing to spit out, he began to foam at the mouth, his eyes were red, and he went crazy, like a raging beast, wanting to rush into the dense forest!

In his current state, if he really crashes headlong into this rainstorm jungle, I'm afraid that tonight!

Yang Jing hurriedly restrained him, but he was really helpless, so he had to knock him unconscious.

If it was just for Li Zhun to recuperate, Yang Jing might still be a little hesitant, but now that Li Zhun was poisoned, he couldn't delay any longer, Yang Jing carried Li Zhun on his back, tied it to his body with vines, and then cut off the leaves of the yams, wrapped them around his body, and used them as raincoats.

Because the heavy rain washed away the traces, it was impossible to trace the footprints of the evil Jiao, so Yang Jing could only rely on the general sense of direction and walk north.

There is no road in this jungle, and Yang Jing's own condition is not good, completely supported by an internal force, but fortunately, there is still a Goujian treasure knife in his hand, which is used as a mountain opening knife, but it is also incomparably sharp.

After walking like this for most of the night, he finally walked out of the jungle, and a small village appeared in front of him, and Yang Jing was also pleasantly surprised, and suddenly accelerated his pace.

This small village is darkly lit, like a hairless old dog, huddled in a col, and at the head of the village are some simple black stone statues.

Although the night is dark, you can still see clearly when you get closer, but you can see that these black stone statues are all figures with big eyes, big nostrils and wide mouths, holding some simple tools and weapons in their hands, and they should create the image of Da Yue Xiangren.

Yang Jing didn't have time to look too much, passed through these statues, and walked into the village, but knocked on the door one after another, but no one answered.

Li Zhun on his back had already begun to talk nonsense, and Yang Jing couldn't care about it, so he listened attentively, only feeling that there was not a trace of movement in this village, and he listened to the door panel for a while, but he didn't even feel the sound of breathing.

Yang Jing was suspicious in his heart, but he couldn't care about it so much, so he had to break in, and now there was no one inside, I was afraid that it was a deserted village!

It's okay to have a deserted village, after all, this is the territory of the rebels, and if people show up, it will cause trouble.

Although the house was full of dust, but it was able to shelter from the rain, Yang Jing hurriedly put Li Zhun down, and used a knife to split the few furnishings in the room and start a fire.

After the room warmed up, Li Zhun also woke up, but just urged Yang Jing to leave this place quickly and leave him alone.

Where would Yang Jing give up, just let him rest in peace, and go out for a walk by himself, now the whole village is not too big, but it is strange everywhere, as if the ghosts of all the villagers are wandering around.

Although it looks eerie, Yang Jing has seen the world, and he is not afraid of these things, people are more terrible than ghosts, Yang Jing has long been taught, since there is no one, what if there are more ghosts.

Yang Jing found a casserole by the way, set up a shelf, boiled some boiling water for Li Zhun, and drank the warm boiling water, Li Zhun finally got a chance to breathe, which was relieved a lot.

Yang Jing's eyes were already problematic, the rainstorm continued to wash and stimulate, and he had already reached the limit, and now he was irradiated by the firelight, and he couldn't open his eyes again.

Li Zhun also knew Yang Jing's situation, Yang Jing was able to carry him here, which was already considered benevolent and righteous, and he also knew that if the two continued to be together, he could only drag Yang Jing to death, and there would be no help to Yang Jing.

It's just that Yang Jing refused to abandon him, so Li Zhun was silent and fell asleep after a while.

Yang Jing was also really overdrawn, and he fell asleep after a while, he couldn't stand the stimulation of the fire, and he was much farther away from the fire, but with his internal strength, it was impossible to get cold.

Under the baking of the fire, his clothes were steaming white, and the whole person looked a little ethereal, but after a while, Li Zhun suddenly opened his eyes!

He had already planned that if he didn't pretend to be asleep, Yang Jing would not rest at ease, and now that Yang Jing is asleep, he can leave.

Since he has become a burden to Yang Jing, it is better to leave by himself than to drag Yang Jing to death, which can be regarded as giving Yang Jing a way to live, which is better than two people dying in the jungle.

Li Zhun made up his mind, so he quietly pushed the door out, but as soon as he opened the door, he froze!

A dark spear pressed against his chest, and there were people outside the door!

By the light of the fire, Li Zhun could see very clearly, these people were wearing fur and linen clothes, and they were wearing feather ornaments and crowns on their heads, and they were clearly indigenous savages in the jungle!

Although the spear was wooden, the tip was black, and there was a green light, obviously soaked in poison, and at the moment he had no power to resist, if he really wanted to break out, he was afraid that he would die!

Li Zhun slowly opened his hands, indicating that he was not a threat, but the wild people outside the door muttered in a low voice, their eyes full of vigilance.

He wanted to remind Yang Jing, but these savages did not kill him immediately, which showed that these savages were not so cruel, and he did not act rashly.

An old man soon came out of the crowd opposite, thinking that it should be their collar, his face was tattooed with black and red patterns, his original face was not clear, and he only had high cheekbones and large nostrils in his impression, which was somewhat similar to the characters on those black stone statues!

The old man chattered a few words, and Li Zhun couldn't understand it, but his voice woke Yang Jing up!

In this case, where would Yang Jing sleep to death, Li Zhun had the heart to do it, lightly, Yang Jing may not be disturbed, but these savages didn't know that there was a Yang Jing in the room, and the voice was naturally louder, and Yang Jing woke up immediately!

At the moment of crisis, Yang Jing was naturally on guard, and after waking up, he squinted and swept his eyes, and then closed his eyes again!

As soon as he closed his eyes, the wild man outside pointed his spear against Li Zhun and poured into the room, and when they saw Yang Jing sleeping, they breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man walked over cautiously, gently pulled out the obsidian knife on his waist, and saw that the blade was about to rest on Yang Jing's neck!

Yang Jing didn't open his eyes either, in fact, he kept his eyes open, and with a flick of his wrist at this time, the Goujian Treasure Knife was attached to the old man's neck!

Yang Jing's Goujian Treasure Knife is jointly created by fifty grandmasters and craftsmen, I dare not say that it is unparalleled in the world, but it also carries a shocking cold, anyone can see that this knife is an extraordinary murder weapon, how can these savages with stone knives and wooden spears not be able to see it!

The savages in the room suddenly panicked, and someone kept poking Li Zhun, obviously wanting to use Li Zhun to deter Yang Jing!

It can also be seen from this that the IQ of these savages is still very high, at least they are not pure savages, maybe they are just primitive tribes living here.

The language barrier, Yang Jing was also very helpless, pointed at Li Zhun, and then pointed at the old man, hoping that the savages could understand.

One of the savages walked over against Li Zhun, very excited, and kept slapping Li Zhun on the head with his hand, obviously threatening Yang Jing.

In this situation, Yang Jing also had a headache, and when he saw a stone table next to him, Yang Jing had no choice but to scare and scare these wild people.

Yang Jing swung the knife suddenly, and before those savages could react, the stone table had been cut off by Yang Jing, and the cold light flashed, and the blade returned to its original position with great precision, still sticking to the old man's neck!

Yang Jing wanted to tell these savages that it was easy for him to take the life of this old man!

But the savages were noisy, and three or five young savages came up behind them, carrying slender bamboo pipes on their shoulders, and some were loading poisonous arrows with feathers into the bamboo pipes!

Their mouths were on the blowpipe, their stomachs were bulging, their cheeks were sunken, and they inhaled enough, as if they were going to blow out the poisonous arrows in the next moment, shooting Yang Jing and Li Zhun to death on the spot!

And at this time, the wild man outside the door suddenly became excited, a figure separated the wild man, and walked into the room, Yang Jing squinted his eyes hard, his blurred vision gradually focused, but his heart trembled suddenly!

Because the one who came turned out to be like dust!

"Cloud Dog!"

Although he has experienced so much, Yang Jing has also changed from a pusher to a marquis, but Feng Ruochen's name for him has never changed!

Hearing this call, Yang Jingmanti was so surprised!

Yang Jing immediately put down the treasure knife, and Feng Ruochen rushed straight into Yang Jing's arms, and at this time, Yang Ainan also walked in, followed by a Chen Dynasty scout wearing rattan armor.

"Father!"

Yang Ainan's eyes were also red, and he walked over quickly.

"Why are you here!"

Because of the impact of the rainstorm, it was impossible for Yang Jing to follow the footprints to find it, but he didn't expect to meet here by mistake, all the way to the north!

Feng Ruochen was reluctant to let go of Yang Jing, for fear that as soon as he let go, Yang Jing would fly away, but Yang Jing gently stroked her back, and finally calmed down.

"It was too chaotic that night, Aunt Feng was afraid that I would be killed, so she took advantage of the chaos to escape with me, and there was a dragon to open the way, and no one could stop us..."

"Earlier, my son and Aunt Feng also brought a few guides who knew Mandarin, but they were constantly hunted down and killed along the way, and several guides died, leaving only three scouts..."

"Later, the soap mountain evil way chased after me again, and after a fierce battle, the dragon couldn't stand it, but fortunately, these people from the Black Sky tribe saved us, but the scout also died so that only one remained..."

"These people are from the Black Sky Tribe, how could they take the initiative to save you?" Yang Jing was surprised and confused.

Feng Ruochen took Yang Ainan's words and said: "We were chased and killed by that evil way, so we could only hide everywhere, but I didn't expect to hide in the ancestral spirit land of this black sky tribe, they have people who desecrate the ancestral spirit, so naturally they want to drive out the evil way group..."

Yang Jing couldn't help but suddenly feel that Feng Ruochen and Yang Ainan also broke into the land of the ancestral spirit, but the wild people of the Black Sky Tribe did not harm them, but they were afraid that it was because of the evil Jiao.

No matter what the totem they believe in, the size and appearance of the evil Jiao are enough to make the people of these primitive tribes regard them as sacred objects.

Yang Jing and Feng Ruochen Yang Ainan were talking, and the scout was on the side, muttering to the old man of the tribe, presumably acting as a translator.

The old man was also stunned at first, but his expression quickly softened, thinking that he should know the relationship between Yang Jing and Yang Ainan.

Yang Jing was originally a little puzzled about this place, but when he thought about it at this time, combined with Feng Ruochen's information, he also had a bottom in his heart.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the land of their ancestral spirits, right?"

Yang Jing guessed correctly, he and Li Zhun had broken into the ancestral spirit land of the Black Sky Tribe, which would attract the siege of these savages!

Seeing Yang Ainan nodding, Yang Jing was also a little sorry, so it was no wonder that these savages were there.

Yang Jing walked in front of the old man, although the old man's face was solemn, the wild people behind him were frightened back by half a step.

After all, they have all seen Yang Jing's skills!

Yang Ainan and Feng Ruochen came with a divine dragon, and this man with a knife is the father of this child and the husband of this powerful woman, isn't it even more powerful?