Outside the pavilion.

The side of the ancient road.

The grass is green.

in the room.

Jiang Xuan leaned on the bed with a pale face, his eyes full of palpitations.

Yes.

This is not the dimensional realm where the sect is located, as early as three days ago, he came here on the order of the sect in a cross-border magic circle.

It's just that unlike what he thought, the so-called increasingly perfect cross-border magic circle has no stability at all.

During transmission.

Jiang Xuan and his party encountered a spatial shock, and many people were torn to pieces.

Fortunately, he had a big life, although he was shocked and injured his internal organs, he did not die, and was rescued by a group of people.

"Are you awake?"

With the sound of joy, a barefoot, twelve or thirteen-year-old girl appeared in front of Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan raised his eyes, and when he saw the girl for the first time, he thought of a poem in his heart: 'More than thirteen years of grace, cardamom tips at the beginning of February'

Look further down.

The girl is barefoot, her toes are as moist as jade beads, pink and tender, and pretty as a peach in three springs, which makes people salivate.

"You saved me?" Jiang Xuan looked away and looked around: "Where is this?" ”

"The Bamboo Mountain Tribe."

The girl corrected Jiang Xuandao's mistake: "It's not just me, there were many people who saved you at that time, including my mother, my second sister-in-law, my third aunt, my fifth aunt, my eldest cousin, my third cousin, and my sister-in-law."

The girl crackled for a while and said: "We were about to go up the mountain to pick bamboo, and we found Ling on the mountain, calculate the time, you have been in a coma for two days, everyone said that you have suffered serious internal injuries, injured to the heart, and cannot live." ”

"Yes."

Jiang Xuan just smiled.

He was a Blood Dao cultivator, and this kind of thing about internal injuries and bleeding was only a minor problem for him, and he was not as fragile as ordinary people.

"You're in luck." The girl had palpitations: "Our Zhushan tribe, under the protection of the King of Zhushan, the beasts within a radius of a hundred miles are extinct, if you were to change to another place, you would have been taken away by the beasts." ”

Jiang Xuan didn't deny it, nodded and said, "So I thank you very much, don't worry, when I get better, I will definitely repay you." ”

"My name is Mu Xuanxuan."

The girl looked at him, "What about you?" ”

"Jiang Xuan."

Jiang Xuan also said his name and gestured, "You can call me Brother Jiang." ”

"Xuan Xuan, is that person awake?"

Don't wait for any more talk.

With the sound of footsteps, a middle-aged man walked from outside.

He looked very strong, his muscles were like rocks, and there was a faint special fluctuation on his body that was different from mana.

"Daddy."

Seeing the middle-aged man, the girl seemed very happy: "Brother Jiang is awake." ”

"Brother Jiang?"

The middle-aged man glanced at Jiang Xuan, and then said to the girl, "Get him something to eat." ”

After speaking.

After the girl left, the middle-aged man looked back again, his eyes full of scrutiny: "Where are you from, which tribe are you from, and why did you fall seriously injured on Bamboo Mountain?" ”

"Me"

Facing the scrutiny of the middle-aged man, Jiang Xuan organized the language: "I am a wanderer, my tribe was destroyed, so I wandered around, as for why I was seriously injured and fell on Zhushan, it was because I was seriously injured along the way, and I couldn't support it in the end." ”

"Wanderer?"

The middle-aged man obviously didn't believe it, because although Jiang Xuan was seriously injured, he looked like a wanderer, and he didn't look like a wanderer at all, so he said: "Outsiders are not welcome in our Zhushan station, whether you are a wanderer or not, for the sake of the human race, you can stay here to recuperate, but you must leave immediately after the injury is healed." ”

"No problem."

Jiang Xuan had no ill will towards the Zhushan tribe, and he didn't think about staying on it, because he still had a lot of things to do: "You saved me, I won't cause you trouble." ”

"It's good to know."

The middle-aged man turned around and wanted to leave, and when he walked to the door, he was a little worried about Jiang Xuan, and stopped and said: "I am the captain of the Zhushan tribe, a powerful totem warrior, I am staring at you." ”

Totem warriors?

Muttering this new word, Jiang Xuan said secretly: "Is this the Terran cultivation system under this world?" ”

But it's a pity.

The middle-aged man didn't mean to talk deeply, and left quickly after putting down his attitude.

Wait for the middle-aged man to leave.

After a while, Mu Xuanxuan came back with a bowl of porridge, and while looking at him, he whispered: "Brother Jiang, you should be hungry, my mother said that you haven't eaten water and rice for two days, so you can't eat staple food, and it's best to eat some fish porridge." ”

Porridge?

Glancing at the girl's white and tender neck, blood has a greater effect on him than fish porridge.

It's just that although he kills people like hemp, he is not to the point of being ungrateful, and he only suppressed his impulse in an instant.

Click

Rain.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Xuan had been staying in the Zhushan tribe for half a month.

Although at first, the people of the Zhushan tribe were very wary of him as an outsider, but after the days passed, especially after he was better injured and began to help the people of the Mangosteen tribe carry water, build fences, and chop firewood, gradually, the people of the Mangosteen tribe began to accept him.

Of course.

Not including Mu Xuanxuan's father, Mu Tian.

Although Jiang Xuan showed friendliness, Mu Tian's gaze at him was always very defensive, as if Jiang Xuan would take off his disguise and do bad things if he didn't pay attention.

Fortunately.

Mu Tian is the captain of the guard of the Zhushan tribe, and he often has to take people to patrol the territory, so it is impossible to keep an eye on him.

And when Mu Tian was away, Jiang Xuan would take advantage of the time to help others work to understand the current situation through small talk.

First of all.

Through the Mangosteen Tribe, he learned that the current era is called the Demon Era, which is an era of great prosperity of the Demon Clan.

Here, the demon clan is high above and rules this world.

And the Terrans.

Some tribes call themselves dependents, some call themselves slaves, and some are defined as slaves.

This is the Zhushan tribe.

A small tribe of people with hundreds of families living at the foot of Bamboo Mountain.

Like other tribes.

There is also a demon god enshrined in the Zhushan tribe, this demon god is called Zhushan King, and he is the guardian god within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Jiang Xuan had never seen the King of Zhushan.

Because it is lazy, it likes to live in the bamboo forest and does not come out, but according to the description of the Zhushan tribe.

Hairy, too lazy to move, likes to eat bamboo shoots, and has dark circles under his eyes.

This product seems to be a panda spirit.

However, it can be seen that King Zhushan is a kind demon god and is very popular here.

Whether it's the Elders, the totemic warriors of the Guard, or the civilians below.

Everyone loves it very much, and the most common phrase that is said every day is: 'Praise the King of Zhushan.' ’

Okay.

A perennial lazy, will not meddle in tribal affairs, will not show up easily, and is very generous, willing to protect the peace of the tribe, drive away other demon clans, and even return the power of condensed faith to believers, to help them promote to the guardian demon of the totem warrior, no human tribe can not love.

Of course.

Jiang Xuan estimated that the strength of the Great King of Zhushan should not be very strong, and it was likely that he was a great demon who cultivated the second realm, which was similar to when he was not injured.

Little demon, big demon.

Demon general, demon king.

Demon Saint.

This is the fifth-order division of the demon clan.

Theoretically, the more powerful the demon clan, the more territory and dependents it has.

What about the King of Bamboo Mountain.

It only has a territory of a few hundred miles, and the strength of the Zhushan tribe, a small tribe with 400 households and a population of 3,000, will naturally not be very strong.

"In this world, the demon race is the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the human race is affiliated with the demon race."

"In the humane world, it is natural for people to kill demons, and demons kill people, and their crimes will be punished."

"Here, it is the other way around, the demon kills people, it is justified, and people kill demons, which is a mortal sin."

"What's more, some tribes that worship vegetarian demons, such as cows, sheep, horses, rabbits, and other demon gods, will even require the entire tribe to collectively eat vegetarian food, and treat killing and hunting animals as a felony."

"On the contrary, if you worship a fierce demon, then you are unlucky, there are not three or five living people every day is not enough for the demon god to enjoy, and some tyrannical people will eat up the population of the tribe that worships them."

"As for the cultivation system, because of the strict supervision of the demon clan, the human race in this world did not give birth to its own cultivation system, only totem warriors who relied on the demon god."

"This thing is completely based on the second-level system of the demon clan incense fire Shinto, first you have to believe in a demon god and offer faith to it, and then the demon god will bless you and give you a god totem, which is the so-called totem warrior."

"It is no exaggeration to say that these totem warriors, each of them are lackeys of the demon gods, because their existence is based on the belief in the demon gods, if the demon gods fall, believe in them, and visualize them in the form of gods, the totem warriors will also die."

"That's right."

"And the half-demon."

"Some demon clans who have cultivated the transformation method will transform into human forms and intersect with human beauties, and there is a chance that they will give birth to a hybrid of the two clans called a half-demon."

"These half-demons, who usually look like humans, will fade from their bodies once they activate the power of their bloodlines, transforming into the form of a demon race, and in this form, some half-demons will even lose their minds and turn into a killing machine."

"Of course, the demon clan is proud of its bloodline, and the bloodline is also the source of their strength, so within the demon clan, it is very reluctant to intermarry with the human race, and the status of the half-demon is very low, and it will not be counted as the heir of the demon god, let alone recognized by the demon clan."

Numerous.

Through the Zhushan tribe, Jiang Xuan had a preliminary understanding of the current environment while recuperating from his injuries.

And just in his opinion.

When such a leisurely time could continue for a while, a small accident broke the peace.

"We are the pursuit party of the Black Jiaohu tribe."

"There is a traitor who stole the treasure of Lord Heijiao, we followed his escape route all the way to the east, now, we suspect that he has hid with you, now we ask you to open all the territory, let us go in and search carefully, by the way, this is not a request, it is an order."

It was noon that day.

A squad of 100 warriors appeared at the foot of the Zhushan tribe.

Everyone was panicking.

Because the Black Jiao tribe is a medium-sized water tribe known for its brutality, with a population of more than 100,000, and as we all know, the demon tribe is a whole, and it can also be divided into land demon clan, water demon clan, and even sky demon clan.

Although the water tribe demon clan is also a demon clan.

But their relationship with the land demon clan is not harmonious, and there is even a lot of friction between the two sides, and the dragon of Jiaolong belongs to the demon clan, and it is a nobleman in the water tribe, and his behavior is often known for being domineering.

"Friends of the Black Jiao Tribe, welcome to the Zhushan Tribe."

When the tension is high.

Mu Tian arrived with the escort team.

It's just that the strength of the two sides is not proportional, and the hundred-person pursuit team of the Black Jiao tribe is composed of totem warriors, all of whom are stubborn and stubborn, armed to the teeth.

On the other hand, the Zhushan tribe is here.

Although there are hundreds of escort troops, most of the escort members are ordinary people, and totem warriors account for only one-tenth.

Not to mention weapons.

The people of the Black Jiao tribe all have heavy armor + horse chopping knife + hard bow.

What does the Zhushan tribe have.

They only had bamboo guns made of bamboo, and they didn't even have a few iron tools.

"Half a month ago, we took in an alien wanderer, if he is the person you are looking for, we are willing to hand him over, but."

Mu Tian surfaced his attitude: "It is impossible for us to open all our territories and let you search, the Zhushan tribe is also a human tribe with autonomy, except for the Zhushan King we believe in, no one can make us submit." ”

Swish.

Everyone's eyes were on Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan.

He spread his hands, although Mu Tian thought he was a treasure thief, but he really didn't steal the treasures of the Black Jiao tribe.

"Are you kidding me?"

The leading pursuit captain looked at Jiang Xuan and said angrily: "The person we want to hunt down is a half-blood demon, I say it again, put down your weapons immediately, and then get out of the way, I will only give you three breaths of time to think about it." ”

One.

Two.

Three.

The three breaths are short-lived.

Facing the aggressive Black Jiao Tribe pursuit team, and then looking at Jiang Xuan with an innocent face, Mu Tian hesitated again and again: "Put down your weapons and get out of the way." ”

Silent.

The warriors of the Zhushan tribe looked at each other, because they were warriors who protected the tribe, and throwing away their weapons meant being slaughtered.

"Throw away your weapons."

Mu Tian's face sank like water: "What, do you still want to alarm the King of Zhushan for this little thing?" ”

Hear this.

Everyone laid down their weapons one after another, and at the same time, when they heard the name of the King of Zhushan, the pursuit captain of the Black Jiao tribe also showed a look of jealousy.

Because he is also a human race, not a demon race.

The demon clan, the murder clan, doesn't need a reason.

Even if he is a totem warrior of the powerful Black Jiao Tribe, if he provokes the dissatisfaction of the King of Zhushan and kills him, the Black Jiao Demon God of the Black Jiao Tribe will not seek justice for him, because demon murder is natural.

"Take the hounds and go in and search." While the pursuit captain spoke, he didn't forget to add: "Don't break things." ”

Mu Tian is not like this: "Cooperate with them." ”

The pursuit team is worried about attracting King Takeyama.

Mu Tian.

He didn't want to alarm the demon god for such a trivial matter, so as not to attract the disgust of the demon god.

After all, this is a world dominated by demons, and the Terrans must learn to compromise if they want to survive.

"Didn't find it."

"Nope."

"Not here."

After a search, chickens and dogs jumped, but nothing was gained.

Seeing that the people of the pursuit team returned in vain, Mu Tian breathed a sigh of relief: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." ”

"Let's go, look elsewhere."

The search captain gave an order and hurried away with his men and hounds.

Meanwhile.

Looking at everyone's backs, Jiang Xuan's nose moved lightly and his eyes fell on Mu Xuanxuan.

Of course.

He's not a dog.

But in terms of sensitivity to blood, the hound is not as good as him.

And now, on Mu Xuanxuan's body, he felt a faint smell of blood that was different from that of the human race.

(End of chapter)