When the forces of all parties were still gathering people and exploring the map, Li Rui had already come to Cuihong Mountain in the back basket of Julis.

The center of this mountain range is extremely steep and difficult to climb, but as long as you follow the gentle route at the foot of the mountain, you will reach Dongwangze Prefecture sooner or later.

Li Rui already had an idea in his heart.

Previously, there were demon scouts who reconnoitred and found that there were a large number of outsiders' camps in the north of the Shenmu Forest, the area of this island was very large, if there were more people in Nanzhang Yezhou, there would be fewer people in other locations.

At this time, neither the Polar Alliance nor the Western Kingdom knew about the situation in the Shenmu Forest, they just played Go, first gained a firm foothold, set up a defensive line, circled the territory, and then they could explore slowly.

Therefore, Li Rui believes that as long as he breaks out of this encirclement, at least he will not be suffocated in the corner by the enemy's large army, and even if he wants to stage a drama of chasing and fleeing for thousands of miles, there is still room for maneuver.

Julis's feet were very fast, and it only took half a day to cross half of the emerald red mountain, and the monkey tribe was not good at traveling at night, and they also needed to rest, so they decided to rush to the tribe introduced by Saeju to rest before dark.

Of course, according to Julius, it didn't matter, and he didn't think it was a big deal to just spend a night in the woods.

But Li Rui can't, he wants to sleep in bed.

Of course, more importantly, in the secret realm battlefield, all local indigenous settlements may have rewards, and he doesn't want to let them go.

This tribe was only marked on the map after the ape was revealed, saying that it had offended the Yang Beaver tribe and moved out of the sacred wood forest to avoid disaster, and lived in seclusion here, and occasionally had dealings with the ape tribe for many years.

The ape jumped up and down in the back basket: "Hurry, hurry." ”

Julius smiled, galloped between heaven and earth, climbed over one ridge after another, and finally came to a high point.

"Sir, there seems to be a sign ahead, shall we go down?"

Li Rui lay in the back basket and didn't raise his head: "Go ahead." ”

In the middle of the Cuihong Mountain, there is a group of Wen Sparrow Demons living in the Qingfeng Cave, they were born from a kind of bird, but in the process of cultivating as a demon, in order to pursue stronger power, they gave up the ability to fly.

Since the ancestors, this clan has been good at dancing and writing, and has a lonely temperament.

"Back then, your grandfather was dissatisfied with the Yang Civet clan rampant in the Shenmu Forest and oppressed all departments, so he made a poem to criticize it, and then he was imprisoned and executed.

"Fair, fair, or fucking fair!"

A young demon clan said impatiently, "Dad, you've spoken it eight hundred times. ”

The two Wen Bird Demons, one old and one young, were both dressed in long robes, with a thin appearance, slightly light white hair on their cheeks, slender feet, and a thin sword at their waists.

Between the two demons is a bamboo case, the case is complete with cups of tea, the two sit opposite each other, although they are at home, but meticulous.

The middle-aged demon clan's name is Wen Fu, who is the contemporary cave master of Qingfeng Cave and the leader of nearly a hundred demon clans here. Not only inherited the literary brilliance of their ancestors, but also had a good cultivation, a fast sword out of the gods, is the basis for them to gain a firm foothold here.

And the younger one is his son Wen Ling, who is a bit too much to say that he is illiterate, but not much.

He has been active since he was a child, and he can't be idle for a moment, but he is quite talented in cultivation, and in time, he will definitely surpass his father.

"Ling'er, the reason why my father has to repeatedly preach the words and deeds of his ancestors is that you must remember their spirit, even if you are in prison, you must adhere to the right path, and you can't lose your courage because of life and death." Wen Fu is quite patient, and he is not annoyed when he is interrupted, but he is kind enough to persuade him.

Wen Ling didn't continue to argue, but just nodded his head, and Nuo Nuo said yes.

Wen Fu was relieved and wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly heard someone shouting outside.

"Second grandfather, second grandfather, there is a foreign visit."

It was another Wenque Demon Clan who spoke, most of them were related to each other in this place, it was a family-style cave house, and the age difference was relatively large.

"Who is it?"

Wen Fu asked, Qingfeng Cave is not often visited.

"Second grandfather, I don't recognize it, it's an ethnic group that I haven't seen before, standing on two legs, a bit like a hairless ape."

"Oh?"

Wen Fu said with a smile, "Back then, the two giant apes and apes of the Shenmu Forest were kind to our clan, maybe they were their descendants, so they went out with me to greet them." ”

The three demons walked out together, and soon came out of the cave that opened in the belly of the mountain, and as soon as they came out, there was a vegetable field outside, and there was a wooden sink that drew water from the mountain stream to the coffin lid.

These demon clans live in seclusion here, but they are also at ease.

After turning a corner along the path at the edge of the field, you will come to the gate covered by the bamboo forest, which has been specially built to be low-key and unobtrusive.

On the inside of the gate, there were two other Wenque swordsmen standing, and outside the door on their side, there were indeed seven or eight creatures described by the little demon waiting.

Wen Fu said angrily: "How can you let the guests wait outside the door." ”

The doorman swordsman said, "These people do not understand words and do not know what they mean, so they are not allowed to go." ”

Wen Fu was a little surprised.

"Mo came here from far away?"

He stepped forward to greet and test it, and found that the other party did not understand words, and he quickly understood the reason why the doorman swordsman did not let him go.

These guys are so rude that when they try to communicate with themselves, they don't stand still, but after a few words, they don't pay attention to themselves, but talk to each other on their own.

However, if he can understand what the other side is saying, I'm afraid he will have to face each other with swords.

"Anyway, these stupid monsters don't seem to be powerful." A strong man outside the door said.

"If you don't kill it directly, there must be loot in it, and you can earn money by taking one."

"Good idea, in this way, I am an assassin, and when the time comes, I will walk behind his back and assassinate him, and then you will follow."

"I'm okay with that."

They speak the Banro language of the Land of Chaos, and their style of acting is indeed very reckless, if it is from the three major countries, they generally will not directly kill them, but first find a way to set up information.

In any case, after the discussion was over, the assassin suddenly made a move and came behind Wen Fu.

Choke!

However, what he didn't expect was that this demon clan, who didn't seem to be very strong, was very fast, and instantly drew his thin sword and turned around to block it.

The change came suddenly, the swordsman by the door and the demon clan who reported the news all reacted instantly, and at the same time raised their swords to resist the enemy, the only outlier was Wen Ling, when he was born, the clan had already moved here, and he had never seen the wind and waves in the Shenmu Forest, and he almost did not fight with outsiders.

He couldn't comprehend this inexplicable malice at all, so he could barely react for a moment.

So after receiving the assassin's blow, Wen Fu also divided his mind and kicked the stupid boy far away, allowing him to dodge a whip from the side.

However, the level of secret realm agents in the land of chaos is really not low, there are more than 40, and the number is suppressed, and it is not at all a problem to deal with this kind of weak demon clan that is comparable to the power ape clan.

In a few breaths, in addition to Wen Fu, several other Wen Que clans fell in a pool of blood.

Seeing this, Wen Fu was sad and indignant in his heart, but he still remained calm.

He didn't try to communicate in vain, he just rolled his eyes, trying to find a way to defeat the enemy.

As the head of the clan, he is the strongest, and if he can't cope with the situation in front of him, I'm afraid there is no one else in the clan who can.

However, just as he was thinking, an enemy suddenly attacked, bursting into his flank with great speed.

Wen Fu just wanted to make a difficulty, but found that another figure appeared on the other side.

Boom!

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and between two or three moves, the leader of the Wenque clan also fell to the ground.

At this time, Wen Ling, who was rescued just now, trembled, but the hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't pull it out, because he was afraid.

Guts!

Guts!!

He silently recited Wenfu's teachings in his heart over and over again.

Even the strongest father fell to the ground in an instant, which shows that the strength of these outsiders is unfathomable.

But as a descendant of the Wenque clan, you must not dare to make a move because you are afraid of death!

Scold!

He finally restrained his fear, allowing the blade to emerge from its sheath.

I can die, but I can't die without drawing my sword.

However, his wish was not fulfilled after all, because after only half of it, he was shocked to find that another person appeared next to him at some point, and he looked similar to the gang of villains.

With a gentle push of his hand, the man let out a strong force that pressed his hand down, and the blade of the sword was submerged in the sheath again.

As soon as hope was born in Wen Ling's heart, it instantly dissipated, and he was shrouded in despair.

Because he knew that the gap between himself and this person was too big.

No, even a father can't hold a trick in this person's hands.

Just as he was about to die, he saw the head of a small monkey sticking out of the man's shoulder.

"Mr. said, you are too weak, let's practice for a few years before making a sword."

(End of chapter)