Some tribes in the Barbarian Domain have many commonalities with Miao Jiang, such as the art of Gu Witchcraft, the source of which is likely to come from the Five Poison Clan;

Five thousand years ago, some major events must have happened in the barbarian domain, causing Chiyou to descend from the fairy world, bringing the culture of the barbarian domain with him, and then adding superstition in the world, over time, Chiyou became the ancestor of the Miao Jiang people;

Shennong and Chiyou are characters of the same era, and their recorded appearance is similar to that of the Sun Clan people in the Barbarian Domain, with two horns on their heads, so it seems that Shennong may also be from the Barbarian Domain.

The barbarians are brave and good at fighting, bloodthirsty and impulsive, and their hands are always faster than their brains.

Therefore, Yan Yunting and Li Huai'an decided to adopt a "gentle attitude" in their actions from then on, and try to avoid conflicts with the barbarian people.

The sun is setting and it is getting late.

After three days and two nights of rapid running, Yan Yunting and Li Huaian finally flew out of the snowy region.

At the end of the snowy region is a frozen plain, and at the end of the plain is an endless stream of towering mountains.

"Judging from the map, as long as we cross this mountain range called 'Gedandon', we will officially arrive at the Barbarian Domain." Yan Yunting closed the map and took a deep breath of the fragrance of fragrant grass.

"I hope that I can really find an antidote this time, and I can return to the world soon." Li Huai'an pulled up the immortal boat, slowed down, and went straight through the mountains.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Crying?

A woman's cry?

"Did you hear that?" Yan Yunting pricked up his ears.

Li Huaian glanced at it: "I heard it, but I think it's better for us not to meddle in our affairs." ”

"Maybe it's a good start?"

"Good start, ten thousand years poor, haven't you heard of this saying?"

"I still have to go and see, otherwise my conscience will not pass."

Yan Yunting drove the boat to find the sound.

At the edge of a snow-capped peak, a woman with a naked fruit body and a disheveled hair is tied to a stake totem.

Although this was no longer an ice field, it was cold from above, and she was already shivering.

Judging from Yan Yunting's past experience, this woman may have been used as a sacrifice.

There are also barbarians who drink blood in the world, and they also like to use living people to sacrifice, in the sense that they are used to eliminate disasters and pray for blessings, but in fact they trample on human rights and show cowardice.

"However, it is likely that it will be a real trouble to wantonly destroy other people's sacrifices." Yan Yunting looked at Li Huai'an.

"It's all here, and you're not going to save it?" Li Huai'an drove the boat to land on the cliff, he took out a velvet robe, and wrapped it for the woman without saying a word.

Suddenly warm, the woman suddenly raised her head, revealing a delicate face, a goose egg face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly curled lips, and a slightly collapsed nose bridge, which is not beautiful, but it is definitely not ugly. She had wheat-colored skin, was a little over seven feet tall, and had a plump figure with thick and vigorous hair.

Is this the Brute Woman?

Yan Yunting always thought that barbarian men were too tall, and women should at least be eight or nine feet, but the woman in front of her was not too tall, and her facial features were not much different from ordinary people.

"Girl, what's your name and why are you tied up here?" Yan Yunting asked out loud.

The woman stared straight at the two men in front of her, her eyes full of doubt.

"Can't you understand Mandarin?" Yan Yunting gestured at the woman again and made a greeting sign language.

The woman still didn't speak, and the doubts in her eyes became even thicker.

"Are you stupid?"

"No matter what she is, the woman who can be sent to sacrifice is a scourge nine times out of ten, let's loosen the ties for her and leave." Li Huaian conjured a dagger, and was ready to untie the woman-

"Don't!" The woman cried out with all her might, her eyes full of horror.

"Can you speak? I just asked you, why don't you answer? Yan Yunting rubbed his nose, very curious.

But the woman continued to shout: "Leave me alone, go quickly, if you don't leave, it will be too late!" ”

The curiosity in Yan Yunting and Li Huai'an's eyes became even stronger.

"You are such a tangled person, you were stripped naked and tied to the mountain, you were so cold that you cried bitterly, we came to save you, but you didn't let you...... We have to ask for clarification today, otherwise we will definitely not leave. ”

Yan Yunting and Li Huai'an stood beside the woman on the left and right, motionless.

"I don't need your help! I am a woman dedicated to the King of Corpses! If you save me, our tribe will suffer! "The woman was in tears:

"I beg you to go quickly, for it will soon be dark, and their messengers will come!"

"Corpse King?" Yan Yunting's eyes lit up, "The corpse king of the undead clan?" What color are the eyes? ”

"Blue! It has a pair of blue eyes, shining in the dark, it has the power to destroy the world, and the tribe next door just didn't follow the promise of the monthly living sacrifice, and it turned into a monster! ”

Just talking about the corpse king, the woman trembled with fear.

"So you sacrifice your ego to save your ego?" Yan Yunting held his chin and said in a low voice: "I think you barbarians are not as ruthless as the book says. ”

"I'll ask you one last question," Li Huai'an looked at the woman and asked, "Are you voluntarily dedicated to the Corpse King, or are you persecuted by the clan?" ”

The woman lowered her head and bit her lip, her eyes glistening with tears: "I volunteered......"

She must have been forced, and with the eyes of a simple woman, she never lies.

Yan Yunting and Li Huaian exchanged a look, "Okay, since you are selfless and dedicated, we can't help it, so we will leave." ”

The two of them walked down the cliff down the mountain.

The woman raised her head and looked at the back of the two of them with tears in her eyes, the most tragic thing was that she had the hope of living, but she had to die by herself.

Of course, Yan Yunting and Li Huai'an would not leave, they lay on the snowy slope not far from the cliff, quietly waiting for the night to come.

"Sacrifice a woman to the devil in exchange for peace? Doesn't it mean that the barbarians are brave and good at fighting? How can they still succumb to the undead? ”

"We haven't officially entered the Barbarian Domain yet, how do you know that she is a Barbarian Domain?"

"This is also true, the brute woman I imagined should be eight or nine feet tall, plump as a cow, with thick lips, a big nose, and a voice as thick as a duck...... This woman is not like this at all. ”

"I said, why do you always care about women?"

"Am I not going to be happy?"

"An eight-foot-tall woman can break her legs!"

"Tut-tut......"

"Shh......h Don't make a noise, the ghouls are coming! Li Huai'an made a gesture of silence.

The last rays of light were swallowed up by the darkness, and between heaven and earth, three ghouls riding lizards flew from the ice field to the cliff.

When the woman saw the ghoul's hideous and greedy appearance, she screamed and fainted directly.

"Do it!"

The two jumped up in the snow,

"Boom!"

Three sword qi swept by, stirring up a cloud of snow mist.

Before the dust settled, the ghouls were already on the ground.

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