The night is deep, and the moon cage is wild.

Up and down the mountain, there was silence, but there were thousands of people facing each other.

There are more than 2,500 people in the six tribes of the Qing clan, and nearly 3,000 wild people on the opposite side.

Even the hundreds of savages, women and children who were captured made an extremely loyal appearance, without the slightest remark.

Although the number of people in the Qing clan was small, there were more top powerhouses, and the wild people on the opposite side were suddenly silent.

Even behind them, more than a dozen totemic beasts and fierce birds looked at Zhong Bo's expression, showing a trace of fear, they had a hunch that once the two sides fought, this giant man could easily kill them.

Facing the strong lineup of the Qing clan, the patriarch of the Cai Pheasant clan flashed with fear in his eyes, bowed his head and said, "I am a pariahs in the mountains and wilderness, how dare I be rude to nobles?"

Zhong Bo held the Star Shattering Knife, looked around angrily, and saw that all the wild people bowed their heads one after another, and couldn't help sneering: "It's just a chicken and a dog, even if there are tens of millions, what are you afraid of?"

Qingyang paced lightly, and said in a low voice: "The people of the Great Wilderness, it is difficult to survive, and the Qing clan is benevolent and righteous, so this is my trip to the Great Wilderness."

However, for their own selfishness, the Ghost and Witch Department was frustrated in attacking Beilin City, and the sheep were greedy for wolves, so they turned to wantonly attack and plunder the various departments to fatten themselves.

Hundreds of miles east of the Great Wilderness, wolf smoke is everywhere, corpses are pillowed, and the wild people of various tribes are either captured as slaves, or sacrificed as totem blood food.

The dry bones are exposed in the wilderness, and the ghosts are heard during the day, and they are miserable and unreasonable, making people tear wet their clothes, do you still think that the ghost and witch department will treat all the departments well?"

Qingyang's sound quality is pure and gentle, but the sound is not loud but it spreads to the ears of everyone present, making everyone who hears it shocked.

These wild people all live on the edge of the Great Wilderness, and they don't know that the changes that have taken place in the depths of the Great Wilderness, even the patriarch of the Colored Pheasant Tribe, his face has changed slightly.

"Sacrifice for totem blood food?"

Many of the old people of the wild people couldn't help but turn pale, and some rumors in the past that the Ghost and Witch Department had repeatedly captured the wild people to sacrifice totems, and they resurfaced in their hearts.

The patriarch of the Colored Pheasant tribe distorted his face and said unwillingly: "There is no evidence, what evidence do you have?"

"Evidence?"

Qingyang smiled softly, pointed behind him, and said loudly: "The three parts of ochre, white crane, and blue and white are hundreds of miles around, and you should all know each other."

These three are the evidence, if there is no attack by the Ghost and Witch Tribe, who is willing to turn their backs on the ancestral land? Not to mention the vicinity of Queshan, dozens of settlements have fled here recently, have you never seen it?"

"What the devil did, I saw with my own eyes!"

He Qianxue said loudly, "The Qing clan is the master, don't miss it!"

The White Crane Department is nomadic and familiar with many of the wild people present, and these wild people and elders can't help but think about it.

The patriarch of the Cai Pheasant tribe rolled his eyes, and retorted: "The monarch of the Xing Kingdom, the wild people have never been tolerated, and the sergeant of the Qing clan is knighted, how can he protect us?"

The Ghost and Witch Tribes unified the northern frontier, which is really our wild people, and the various tribes of Daze vainly tried to resist, but they were really self-defeating, and we waited for this time to defect, wouldn't it be more important?"

These words also caused a wave of echo among the wild people.

For more than three hundred years, the long-accumulated contradictions have made almost all the wild people full of doubts about Xing Guo, and it seems that there is only one way to take the initiative to defect to the Ghost and Witch Department.

"If you agree, come, if you don't, you will leave!"

Qingyang smiled indifferently, "I don't force you to return, take care of yourself and leave, and go to the Ghost and Witch Department!"

After speaking, he said to the giant man beside him: "Uncle Zhong, stay on Magpie Mountain tonight, if anyone is really willing to vote, he will be retained, if he is not willing to return, let him leave by himself!

"Yes!"

Zhong Bo roared, staring at these savages opposite.

Qingyang's indifferent attitude made some wild people trust his words, and when they saw him go away, they couldn't help but be slightly disappointed.

In fact, Qingyang already felt that there were too many people attached.

Just by having been attached to the various ministries, there are more than 2,500 tribes, which is far beyond his previous expectations, and it will take a lot of effort to unify and digest them in the future, where will there be energy to continue to recruit other wild people?

The moonlight is pouring down, the mist is filled, and the whirlpool is getting more and more wet and cold.

On the other side of the river, the great wilderness was faintly visible for several miles, and from time to time there was a sound of giant beasts fighting and roaring, and I don't know why I was fighting.

"It's the roar of the green rhino, I remember the green rhino mating, it was at the end of November!"

Zhong Bo was thoughtful, even if he lowered his voice, it was extremely loud, but Ye Mengqiu stomped his feet and said coquettishly: "Uncle Zhong~"

The giant man immediately suddenly smiled apologetically: "Yes, yes, my words are too vulgar, I must pay attention in the future, the lord is too busy, I'll help~"

Qingyang is busy.

After nightfall, he and the patriarchs and elders of various tribes visited the wild people of each tribe one by one, visiting the sick and asking questions.

The Great Wilderness People, although there are witch doctors, their strength is limited after all, and many of them are more or less in some physical hazards and diseases.

After being cured by Qingyang, he changed countless words of gratitude, and he also had a greater sense of belonging to the Qing family in his heart.

Only by gathering the people, protecting the people, and teaching the people can the people help them, this is the truth of the Qingyang envelope.

After a lot of busyness, even if Qingyang's spirit was strong, he was slightly tired at this time, but he saw a two-year-old child, crying incessantly.

When I stepped forward, I saw that the left leg of the young child was rotten, I don't know what kind of poisonous insect bite it was, it was the size of an egg, it was very painful, and it faintly emitted a rancid smell.

"Water conservancy, all things to health!"

Qingyang drank lightly in his mouth, and the palm of his hand was bright, like starlight and like water, and the light was gently rubbed by his hands, slowly blending into the rot.

A thick stench flowed from the rotten place, and many people around couldn't help but vomit, but Qingyang didn't seem to notice it, and still carefully observed the wound.

Ye Mengqiu leaned over, frowned, and reminded softly: "It's not just poisonous insects!

Qingyang frowned, and cast the magic seal again, "Righteous Qi Turns Evil!"

Another ball of white light, slowly approaching the wound, a strange black shadow, suddenly burrowed out of the rot, like a worm, bent and twisted to escape.

"Town!"

The girl snorted lightly, and a rune had already been prepared in her hand, which was similar to the natural rune of Shi Ling.

The runes failed to kill the Shadow, but prevented it from escaping.

Qingyang followed closely and shouted in a low voice: "Silence!"

The white ball of light turned into a starlight magic seal, instantly enveloping the evil shadow, turning it into nothingness.

"Shadow bugs, this is a shadow bug!"

The patriarch of the blue and white tribe, Hua Gongye couldn't help but cry out in surprise.

"Patriarch of the Princess, do you know the origin of this worm?"

Qingyang asked softly, and there was a hint of fear in Hua Gongye's voice.

Hua Gongye hesitated for a moment, and said with a worried face: "This thing is vicious, it is the sacrifice of the Black Wind Ministry, the Gu insect Yin Soul refined by the evil law, I don't know why it appears here!"

When I was young, I traveled to various ethnic groups in the southeast, and saw the Black Wind Tribe's sacrifices, secretly harming people with shadow insects, and all of them rotted and died, which was extremely miserable!"

Everyone present had a big change in their complexion, which was too vicious.

"Black Wind?"

Qingyang secretly guessed that when the Ghost and Witch Department forcibly unified the Northern Frontier, it involved the Black Wind Department, could it be that around Xing Kingdom, the most powerful wild people settlement, also had to intervene?