After the baptism of rain, the whole grassland is diffused with the fragrance of the earth, making the air fresh into the lungs and comfortable, and the cloud-like flocks of sheep are dotted with the green grassland, which looks so peaceful and tranquil.

From Simon's town deep into the grassland, tribes of all sizes can be seen for dozens of miles at most. These tribes seem to live comfortably on weekdays, but they are also immune to regional conflicts.

Right now, a tribe with more than 100 tents is crying and crying with blood everywhere, and the miserable situation should be like a fight just now. However, it is not the tribes that make this happen.

Under normal circumstances, even if it is a tribal dispute, it is rare to do this.

"My lord, look at the patriarch's injuries. ”

On the grass, a burly middle-aged man lay quietly on the grass, with no blood around him, but his face was purple and unconscious. Around it, there were three or five strong men, women and children, all with solemn expressions and uneasy.

"There is a dislocation of all five internal organs, and the muscles and veins are even more severely damaged......

Before the sixty-year-old man could finish speaking, the woman knelt on the ground.

"My lord, please save my family patriarch!" kowtowed and cried, his whole emotion out of control.

Standing beside him, he saw the mess all around, and felt the faint breath of the middle-aged man lying on the grass, but his eyes finally stayed on the sixty-year-old man.

The old man walked with him in Sirut, and along the way, similar things have happened to him, and Sirut stayed to heal, and there were not too many mood swings from beginning to end, no matter who he healed, he tried his best patiently.

"His life can be saved, but whether he can cultivate again in the future can only depend on his creation. ”

Let's talk about it. I saw a pill stuffed into the man's mouth. And soften the aura to help it swallow. Then, Sirut turned to look at the man who had spoken before.

"You're saying it's a gang of horse thieves who came here to commit the murder. ”

If there are more horse thieves in the prairie and the like, but such a large-scale crime is not rare, and now more than half of the tribe is killed and injured, and the accumulation of wealth is only a convenient appearance, far from looting in the past.

"Lord Hui, these horse thieves not only have a fresh face, but their strength is at least martial arts. I vaguely heard the heart of the thief in the first word. ”

The realm of men's martial arts is only broken, and the unharmed man in the tribe is only three or five, facing Xirut at this moment, although the man is calm on the surface, but his eyes are sad and hateful.

'Heart of Wood ......'

Suddenly hearing the three words, Duan Chen, who was watching the posture from beginning to end, inevitably had a trace of waves in his heart. When he came to this boundless prairie, he thought about living tendons, thinking about the lonely soul of the night, and even thinking about seeking a breakthrough in the realm of strength...... But I heard it at the moment. But he never thought about it.

The next moment, his mind flashed, and he regained his composure. How the heart of the spirit crystal exists. He knew that when he heard about Mu Xinxin now, and then thought about the horse thief, the two should not be the same existence.

Thoughts flashed through the lightning and fire.

I saw Sirut slowly stand up, intentionally or unintentionally swept around, his expression hesitated as if he was muttering to himself: "Mu Zhixin ......" and then looked at the man: "In this way, these horse thieves are not just for money, why don't you go with them." ”

In the face of property and life, the latter is usually chosen, but in such a miserable situation of the tribe, it is obvious that there have been fighting and fighting.

The man was silent for a while, his eyes flashed helplessly, and he turned to look at the middle-aged man on the ground, but his expression became trance-like, and gradually frowned: "I didn't mean to resist, but the patriarch was captured......

At this point, the man seemed a little unsure: "I don't know what kind of witchcraft those horse thieves are, the patriarch was very painful and like a demon at that time, and the clansmen really couldn't stand it, which caused the conflict." ”

"Oh...... There are such things. Surprised or surprised, Sirut crouched down again.

As for Duan Chen, he immediately associated the so-called demon magic with the soul path, and even had the urge to seize the soul memory of the patriarch. However, in this situation, he finally put his thoughts down.

"Boring!"

Xue Ling beside him finally complained, and in the next moment, he did not shy away from him, and said: "What do these people have to do with you, if they are like this all the way, it is better to stay in Cloud City!"

The stops made along the way are basically like this, and Xue Ling will be restrained by him even if he plays with his heart, so that the journey is very boring and boring.

If you do this again, then I will forcibly put you in the iron ring space. ’

He glared at Xue Ling, but he was in spiritual communication, and the next moment he didn't care about it, and then looked at Xirut again.

"The seniors may have noticed the anomaly. ”

No matter what the man's heart is, he is more curious at this moment, and if he doesn't make things clear, I'm afraid he won't be at ease.

Unexpectedly, when he asked, Sirut shook his head slightly: "The so-called demon art is a secret technique of the soul path, but the old man can't penetrate it, and this person may be difficult to wake up." ”

The words fell, first there was silence for a moment, and then the women buried their heads and cried, and the atmosphere was a headache again, and the men looked at the unconscious patriarch of the grass, all of them looked solemn, and they were even more sad and lonely and seemed hopeless.

Grassland tribes, most of the hunting for a living, men and strong men are the foundation of the tribe's survival, at present, most of the tribe is old, young, women and children, even if there is no horse thief, if you want to survive safely, it seems that you have to take refuge in other tribes.

Duan Chen was not interested in these things, and it was reasonable to leave at this moment, but he couldn't help but say, "You might as well let the juniors investigate." ”

It was about himself, and he didn't think too much about it at the moment, even if it was to expose his soul path secret technique because of this.

Hearing this, Sirut didn't respond, and didn't even look at him, but he stood up silently and moved out of the way, as if the old man was waiting for this moment.

Pretending to squat down, although he deliberately restrained, everyone still felt the cold aura, and Sirut even raised his eyebrows to look at him with a strange gaze.

No matter how everyone reacted, the Soul Eater Technique worked quietly, but the flesh of the man's wrist invaded. Since the soul mutation, the 'black snake' that looked like the length and thickness of a toothpick no longer exists, and has been replaced by a 'black mist' that is invisible to the naked eye.

As far as he is concerned, the control of the 'black mist' is already free, and the only thing that cannot be suppressed and covered up is that he exudes a cold aura. Of course, under the premise of not operating the Soul Devouring Technique, this cold aura can already be restrained and not leaked.

The 'black mist' instantly flashed to the patriarch's brain, but in his senses, the patriarch's mind and soul were actually chaotic, which was much different from the usual, and it seemed that this soul was no longer under the control of the patriarch.

In a daze, he unconsciously recalled what Sirut said that he could not wake up, and immediately thought towards the soul shrouded.

In that case, it would be better for you to be completely liberated. ’

Although the current patriarch is in a coma, he is still aware of the pain in his body, and he will even be tortured by his soul again due to the recovery and healing of his body. Of course, Duan Chen didn't think about this.

Electrifying stone fire.

Under his control, the 'black mist' instantly enveloped the patriarch's soul. However, what he is doing at the moment is not to take the soul, but only to kill the soul memory of the patriarch.

And under the effect of the Soul Devouring Technique, although the patriarch's soul was wiped out consciousness, in the whole process, those memory-like existences would instantly flash through Duan Chen's mind.

Everything came very briefly, and on the surface, the grass patriarch didn't seem to have any reaction, but at the moment when his soul was destroyed, Sirut's eyes suddenly lit up. At the same time, he looked at Duan Chen with strange eyes, but in the end, he chose to be silent.

"As the predecessors said, this person is afraid that he will never wake up. ”

got up, looked around calmly, and saw that one by one had a solemn expression: "The matter has come to this, you have no intention of being sad again, or think about what to do next." ”

After a pause, he swept over Sirut and continued: "The three of us still have important things to do when they pass here, and that's all we can do. ”

Sirut had seen it at a glance before, and he had sensed it. Maybe it was because of the weakness of his heart, or because of Sirut, he didn't ask Sirut at all about his intentions.

The next moment, he looked at Xue Ling, who was sitting in a muffled voice not far away: "Girl, you're going on the road." ”

It was only at this moment that the woman who had been crying with her head in her arms threw herself at the grass man and began to cry. As for the three or five men, they all knelt in front of Sirut.

"The Lord is the Holy Hand of my grassland, only the Lord cannot heal, and I asked the Lord to save the patriarch, and I will repay it with my life. ”

"I beg your Excellency to be my patriarch. ”

The seemingly iron-blooded and tough man bowed his head to touch the grass in unison.

Looking at the posture, these people clearly recognize Sirut, and they have a certain understanding of it. In this regard, Duan Chen inevitably had a strange feeling, and he had a new understanding of Xilut. After all, this place is already hundreds of miles away from Simon's town, and these ordinary people who seem to have never been far away are so familiar with Sirut.

Judging from the reactions of these people, Sirut seems to have a very high prestige in this boundless prairie, but on the surface it looks so ordinary.

These thoughts flashed through Yu Xin, and he saw Sirut sweeping his eyes over him, and then he was a little helpless, and said: "The old man can only ensure the survival of your family patriarch, but this awakening can only depend on his creation." ”

After that, I saw Sirut flip over a few pills and said again: "These pills can ensure that your family elder's injuries heal, but his coma comes from the secret technique of the soul path, and the old man is really powerless." ”

A man took the pill, bowed and was silent, no longer doing any extravagance, but the sadness of loss inevitably had a trace of sadness, more like hopelessness and decadence in life.

Seeing this, Duan Chen inevitably felt a trace of guilt in his heart. Although the man may not be able to wake up without his action, but through his soul-killing consciousness, it is still a matter of saying whether this man can live.

"Your hatred I promise that none of those horse thieves will survive. ”

Whether he is weak or guilty, at this moment, such words are completely from his heart. (To be continued......)