"Big brother, they gave me poison, if you don't let go of this Song Tieyan, they won't give me the antidote." Humu's face turned pale, firstly because he was injured, and secondly, because he was afraid that his brother would not let Song Tieyan go, so he took himself in.

"You, why didn't you say it earlier." Huyan was a little angry, he had spent so much effort, he thought that he had cheated these outsiders, but he didn't expect to be put on the other side. His younger brother has taken off his face at this time, so he shouldn't be lying.

Turning his head and glaring at Wu Gan, "Foreigners, I advise you to hand over the antidote as soon as possible, otherwise, not only will this person not be able to leave, but even you will have to be taken down." As he spoke, he pointed to Song Tieyan, who bowed his head to his side and was silent.

"I'm afraid of you, playing these little tricks, you're still very tender. Seeing that you are not young, why are you so shameless, why don't you lend me to you. And the old bark next to it, yes, yes, that's you." Wu Yan crossed his waist with one hand like a shrew, and pointed at the old man, "How old are you, and you still have a full head of braids, men are not men, women are not women, I'm afraid that in two days there will be no people, ghosts and ghosts, hurry up and prepare the coffin, the pus on the body of the province will drown you."

"Huyan, you get out of the way, I'm going to take the life of this bad dog." The old man's face trembled, and he pushed Huyan away and walked to the front, "Boy, don't be crazy, do you really think we don't have a backhand. Originally, I saw that you had fine skin and tender meat, and I thought about selling it at a good price. Now the old man has changed his mind, and he will take you down, and then tie you up in front of my door, and call you like a dog every day."

"Old fellow, please don't dangle in front of my eyes, scary. Such complex facial features can't hide your humble temperament. Looking at your appearance, it must be a lack of water and a lack of love in your life.

In that broken village, is it very lonely. Don't worry, there is a dog next door to the master's house, and if you bring it to have a litter with you one day, it can be regarded as starting a family." Wu Jian finally ran into an opponent, and for a while, he gave full play to his ability to play elementary school in Dafeng Village.

"Boy, look for death." The old man's face was gloomy, and he took a few steps forward, and the black wolf-headed cane in his hand poked heavily into the ground, and there were words in his mouth. With its movements, countless black lines were drilled with the tip of the staff as the center. Black lines spread like snakes in all directions, quickly spreading throughout the valley.

Everyone knew that this kind of treacherous scene must be a murderous ambush, Wu Gan pulled the water from the moon to the side of the mountain wall, trying to escape the range of the black line.

After just a few steps, Shui Congyue stopped, his face was hideous, and he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands.

Wu Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that his body began to stiffen, and the black thread that had no substance and was lying on the ground like a dead snake crawled up from his feet.

The black thread went around Wu Gan's legs, gradually reached his waist, and finally wrapped around his neck. The black threads twisted together and became a thick noose.

Wu Gan's body was pulled up, and his feet gradually left the ground. His hands were clutching at the black noose around his neck, his tongue sticking out, his mouth desperately open, and his throat making a ho-ho sound, struggling to suck in the air.

The black lines on the ground gathered together, forming a black flower, holding the old man to Wu Gan's face, "Boy, how does it taste, are you still crazy. Kneel down and say three times that you are a dog, and I will let you go. Otherwise, these grievances will be woven into the soul of the gods, and the taste will not be able to live, and death will not be possible." The old man smiled, and his voice was like a winter night owl.

Wu Yan grinned and tried to squeeze out a smile, "I am a scholar, and I have never scolded people, and I am the same today. It's really hard for you to clean the latrine so clean every time. But please don't talk in front of me after you've eaten, disgusting."

The old man sighed, "It seems that you are bent on dying. Let's sell it for less." As he spoke, he slowly raised his left palm upwards. The black lines on Wu Gan's neck also squirmed and spread upward, gradually covering the entire face.

"Shaman, can you not kill that kid for the time being, my brother's antidote will be forced to hand it over." Huyan shouted in the distance. The reason why the three of them dared to come out to negotiate this time was precisely because the shaman accompanied him.

The shaman's methods are unpredictable, and he is a character that no one dares to mess with in the village, but he didn't expect to be humiliated by the young man in front of him one after another. Hu Yan was really afraid that the shaman would be angry and kill this annoying boy.

The old man sneered, "Don't bear it

Heart, I will torture his soul after a while, and I will not tell any secrets. Now, cut out his tongue first, this stinky mouth is too annoying." As he spoke, he took out a knife from his body and stabbed it at Wu Gan's tongue.

Wu Gan's face turned pale with fright at this time, and he couldn't make a single move when he wanted to make a move. In the Divine Soul Space, a large black net is covered above the Divine Soul, and the connection between the body and the Divine Soul is being severed.

"Wu Yi, your people have been beaten on your territory, and you don't care." Wu Jian shouted hoarsely as he summoned the red rope. Since these human races are under the wing of the converts, then this place should also be their territory, and this is the real reliance that Wu Gan has been relying on to die.

A red rope appeared on Wu Gan's left wrist, and a powerful coercion appeared in the valley, the originally noisy insect whispers in the valley faded away, and the fluttering weeds also quietly bowed their heads.

A crystal snowflake fell, stretched out his hand, the old man's eyes became bigger and bigger, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and he fell to his knees with a thud. The originally warm valley was snowy out of thin air, and the snow fell one after another. Snow kills everything, and naturally it also includes the black lines on the ground. Soon the valley was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the black lines that had been so proud disappeared one after another.

In the wind and snow, a figure faintly appeared. The figure looked small, as if it was heading towards a distant snowfield. Suddenly, the figure stopped where it was, and turned its head to look this way. The eyes are indifferent, not at all human.

The old man, Huyan and the others were as if they had been hit hard, and their bodies shook like chaff. The black lines on Wu Gan's body fled one after another, and climbed onto the old man instead. The black thread tightly wrapped around the old man, getting tighter and tighter, and soon tied it like a rice dumpling, and the originally thin figure shrunk even more.

The old man screamed miserably on the ground, rolling back and forth, "Lord Convert, the little one should be damned, he offended the divine power of the adult, and please spare the life of the little one for the sake of many years of obedience."

Wu Yan got up from the ground, patted the snow in his hands, slowly came to the old man, and kicked him twice, "Yo, who is so sideways. Tell you, not everyone can provoke them, we have people above us." He pointed to the sky.

The figure in the wind and snow snorted softly, turned his head and continued to walk into the distance.

Eh, Wu Yan fell to the ground with a thud, touched the back of his head that was swollen with a big bag, jumped up and scolded, "Who, who did it."

The figure in the wind and snow froze for a moment, Wu Gan's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly smiled, "It's good to fight, it's good to fight, drink it as a stick, and wake up the person in the dream." Picked up the water on the ground from the moon and changed into a well-behaved appearance.

Soon, the wind and snow in the valley gradually passed, and the snowflakes that covered the ground disappeared at the same time, as if nothing had happened, and everyone was just a dream.

Wu Yan raised his left wrist, and the red rope was gone. sighed, and secretly decided in his heart that it would be better to use this red rope in the future.

Hu Yan walked a few steps over, Wu Yan was frightened and just raised his hand to break the knife, but saw him fall to his knees, "I don't want Gongzi to be able to summon the Lord of the Converts, it's really blind dog's eyes, and I ask the little brother to be merciful and forgive me for the sins of disrespect." The man in black and the old man also came closer, knelt down and kowtowed.

Unexpectedly, the Converts had such a prestige among these people, so Wu Yan had to stretch out his hand to help Hu Yan, "If it weren't for your greed for money, why would you have caused such a disaster. Well, I can ignore it, but is it on the side of Lord Convert......" he said, holding out his injured hand and shaking it in front of the three of them.

"I understand, the little brother doesn't know the height of the sky, and he actually hurt the little brother. Please also condescend to sit in the village, and there will be a generous gift." Huyan can be the fifth elder, and he still has the eyesight.

Wu Yan thought about it and agreed, judging from the other party's sincere fear, he should not dare to attack his own people again. I happened to go to the village to rest for a few days, and by the way, I took a look at the current situation of the human race in the Great Relic Continent.

In this way, accompanied by Huyan and others, Wu Gen and his party went to Wubao. On the way, Wu Yan secretly asked Huyan why he was so afraid of the converts.

Hu Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Brother Wu, you have not been here for a long time, and you don't know the prestige of the converts. The Converts are also a prestigious existence in the entire Great Heritage Continent, don't look at the very small number of people, and most of them are hidden in the snow-capped mountains, and they do not walk in the world all year round

Space. But if anyone dares to provoke, it will invite fierce revenge.

There was once an orc tribe, with tens of thousands of people, who were so powerful that they bullied all tribes with their own force. As a result, he once offended a realizer who walked in the world, and overnight, the whole clan went crazy and fought each other. From top to bottom, none of the clansmen were spared, and they were wiped out.

Moreover, the converts did not even let go of the remnant soul, and exerted great magic power to confine the remnant soul of the clan in its place, burning it every day. At night, there was a terrible howl in the clan's territory, which lasted for more than ten years, until all the remnants of the soul were completely annihilated.

You say, such an existence, but we dare to provoke. Besides, our Great Relic Continent human race is already weak, and we have to rely on its prestige to survive here, how dare we disobey these adults."

When Wu Gen heard this, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice, he didn't expect the Converts to be such a terrifying existence. I don't know what kind of luck I went, but I slipped around the Fuyu Mountain and survived safely.

The priest who claimed to be Hubu also interjected, "Within a thousand miles around the Fuyu Mountain, as long as the clan worships the Spirit Dwelling Totem, it will be blessed by the Lord of the Converts, so the human race will multiply and grow here little by little. Being able to become a slave of the Lord of the Converts is something that every village dreams of. If one or two people in the clan can go up to the Floating Jade Mountain and gain eternal life, it will be a great blessing."

Baoxiang and the others turned their heads to look at Wu Gan, but the person in front of them gave this so-called fortunate thing to life.

By the time the group arrived at the dock fort, it was already the second half of the night, which should have been a quiet scene in the dead of night. The gate of Kewu Fort was open, the torches were blazing, and the villagers who got the news had already divided into two rows, respectfully welcoming the arrival of Wu Gen and others.

The leader was an elder, with white hair and white beard and white robes, and when he saw Hu Yan and the priest accompanying Wu Yan and the others, he hurriedly brought more than a dozen people to greet him.

After Huyan's introduction, he knew that this was Feng Qing, the great elder in the village. The Great Elder was able to greet him in person late at night, and Wu Gan and the others were a little dissatisfied, and they were polite and polite.

When I entered the dock fort, the interior was not very regular, and there were stone houses with dome on all sides, and the road was tortuous, and it was thought that it was also to defend against the enemy's attack, so it was specially laid out like this.

The group did not stop here, but went directly to the hill surrounded by the dock fort. It didn't stop until it was in front of a tall two-story building on the mountainside. The small building here is very different from other villagers' houses, but it is somewhat similar to the shape of the outer continent, and it is obviously a place where distinguished guests can rest.

Considering that it was getting late, the Great Elder did not greet him too much, and bowed down and withdrew after personally arranging food and lodging.