Mo Wuxie, Qu Yuan, and the eight members of the Gaotu clan finally came to the 'city' that Mo Wuxian saw in the sky.

This city is the same as Qu Yuan said.

I saw that the city wall was only one meter high, and after years of wind and sand erosion, there were holes in many places, and some collapsed. When you look through the gate, you can see an avenue leading to the inside, and on both sides are huge dilapidated buildings of uneven height. Among them, a huge mansion sits at the end of the avenue, on which hangs a huge chess piece with the word "high earth" written on it. The banner is waving in the wind, and the sound of hula can be heard even at the door.

Obviously, this is the Gaotu tribe.

Today, it seems that the Gaotu people are a little unusual. Well-trained guards stood inside the walls and looked into the distance, there were patrols coming and going on the streets of the city, and on the rooftops, there were many ordinary people practicing against the wind......

From time to time, there was a sound of exercise in the city, and after a while, I could feel the earth trembling!

"What a fierce folk style!" Mo Wuxian said in surprise.

"It's not surprising that the Spirit Kingdom is a warlike race in the first place. Strangely, today seems to be a bit unusual, there is a smell of gunpowder!" Qu Yuan was observant, and his wise eyes were firmly fixed on it.

At this moment, two rows of soldiers rushed out of the city.

The soldiers were all gray-white linen clothes, and their cold spearheads were pointed at the two of them, as if as long as the leader issued an order, they could instantly pierce Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan!

A man wrapped in animal skins, who seemed to be their leader, held a war knife in his hand and coldly glanced at Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan!

Beyond Mo Wuxie, Qu Yuan, came to the little prince, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "The subordinates have seen the little prince!"

On the way here, Mo Wuxian already knew that this little prince was called Gao Tai, the son of the patriarch of the Gao Tu clan, and the only son.

Gao Tai's cultivation is not high, he is just a martial king. However, observing his expression, he is a smart person.

Gao Tai helped this person up and said, "General Gao is fortunate!" He looked at Mo Wuxian Qu Yuan and said with a smile: "These two are my life-saving benefactors, you should retreat quickly!"

As soon as his words came out, the soldiers surrounding Mo Wuxian and the two immediately dispersed and stood in two lines behind the Gao general.

Gao Tai said: "Hurry up and inform my father, just say that our Gao Tu clan has a nobleman!"

General Gao gave a military salute and led the team into the city.

"I think, let's go see the patriarch!"

Mo Wuxian's identity, in the Martial Arts Empire, even Wang Qing and nobles have to greet him in person, here and now, he is not familiar with life, just to express a sense of humility.

Gao Tai shook his head and said, "How can this be? Our Gaotu clan has clear grievances, this is our etiquette, please benefactor for a moment!"

At the end of the main avenue in the city is the council hall. After General Gao entered, a two-meter man walked out, with eight steps, but he was vigorous, with a hint of majesty between his eyebrows.

This is Gao Lei, the patriarch of the Gaotu clan.

Gao Lei was dressed simply, dressed in linen, and his hair was pinned with a copper crown.

He almost trotted out, followed by some people, who seemed to be the elders of the clan.

"Gao Lei, the patriarch of the Gao Tu clan, has seen a benefactor!" Gao Lei smiled and saluted Mo Wuxie.

Gao Lei had no pretensions, which greatly increased Mo Wuxie's favor. Although they are very poor, they treat people well! He nodded and said, "The patriarch is polite, I just happened to save Ling Gongzi!"

Gao Lei stretched out his hand and said, "Benefactor, please!"

There were a total of thirteen people who followed Gao Lei out, all of them men, and immediately got out of the way at this time.

Mo Wuxian smiled and said, "Patriarch, please!"

Gao Lei looks bold, not pretentious, and walks side by side with Mo Wuxie!

In the living room, Gao Lei's words of thanks were naturally not less, of course, as the head of the clan, he naturally asked about Mo Wuxie's origin, Mo Wuxian did not tell him the truth, but only said that he was a person who traveled in the mainland.

Gao Lei didn't ask anymore, secretly thinking that he was a child of the big family. He was extremely happy, because they were in a very bad situation and had been facing a big problem, and he hoped that Mo Wuxian could help them get through it.

Of course, he didn't intend to say the request immediately, as a patriarch, he would naturally find the right time to ask for help.

Mo Wuxian thought that Gao Lei was hospitable, and was willing to chat with him.

At luncheon. Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan were naturally unwelcome. He gobbled it up, as if he hadn't eaten a meal for a few months, but Qu Yuan was a little particular, chewing slowly and with an aristocratic atmosphere.

Although this meal is the treatment of guests for the Gaotu people, it is just some nests, amaranth stalks or something. Mo Wuxian ate exceptionally well, because it was a meal that he had never eaten before, and it felt very fresh. How could Qu Yuan not be!

They thought it was fresh, but it hurt the people of the Gaotu tribe, and this was a month's high-end food for the patriarch Gao Lei.

The patriarch was even more glad to see that they did not dislike their food. Seeing that Mo Wuxian had almost eaten, he said what was on his mind.

"Benefactor, you saved Xiao'er's life, I shouldn't have begged you for anything, but our Gaotu clan's life hangs by a thread, and I want to ask you to do us a favor!"

After speaking, the patriarch personally knelt down for Mo Wuxie, and the people who accompanied the meal also knelt down.

Mo Wuxian didn't know what was going on, and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter? Are you short of money? I'll donate you a million taels of flowers!"

Kidding, are they short of money? Actually, they are very poor, but what is even more lacking is food.

Gao Tai knelt on the side and said, "Benefactor, we don't need money, too much money is of no use to us." What we are facing now is the disaster of the destruction of the family, can you please help us? Gao Tai is incompetent, if you don't dislike it, I am willing to be a slave to you in this life!"

Seeing that what they said was so solemn, Mo Wuxian knew that they must have a big problem.

People all hope that someone will help them in times of crisis, and Mo Wuxian ate other people's food, although it was a meal to repay his gratitude, but he was a little reluctant in his heart, moved by compassion, and asked, "What's the matter?" Say it and I'll take a look!"

It turned out that there was a tribe a little bigger than them thirty miles west of the Gaotu tribe, and this tribe didn't know what the reason was, and a month ago they asked them to offer a thousand cattle and sheep, 100 horses of brocade, and 10,000 catties of fine iron.

They are just a small tribe, so small that even eating and drinking are a problem, not to mention a thousand cattle and sheep, even ten are a problem. Not to mention any brocade 100 horses, iron essence 10,000 catties, this is simply going to kill them!

However, the one-month deadline given to them by this tribe has expired, and if they do not hand in these things tomorrow, they will face the danger of being slaughtered by the tribe.

And Gao Tai went to his grandmother's house just to ask for help, and he never thought that he would encounter the encirclement and suppression of the demon wolves halfway, and he almost died not to mention, and he hadn't borrowed the tribute.

Mo Wuxie's appearance gave them hope, and they hoped that the strong would appear and uphold justice for them.

Mo Wuxian was filled with indignation, slapped the table and stood up, and said: "My ** mother, this son has seen shameless, I have never seen such a shameless one, I have helped you with this! Tomorrow, this son will meet this so-called Tuoba clan!"