Barbarian tribes.

An Qing sat on a high platform made of boulders, holding a white core of tender grass in her mouth, looking at the seemingly endless grassland with a melancholy face.

Although it was to the primeval continent.

But the location was something he didn't expect.

There are no practitioners here.

There was only a group of barbarians howling around the campfire.

An Qing looked back at the bottom of her eyes and couldn't help but shake her head.

At this time, the nine suns were almost completely set.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the grassland, as if there is a golden wheat mang.

The barbarians were roasting the triangular bison that they had obtained during the day, and men, women, and children were all gathered together, screaming and jumping, so lively.

But An Qing didn't have the heart to participate.

After seeing the strange black sword on An Qing's waist flying out and cutting the triangular bison in half, the barbarian immediately changed his attitude towards him by 360 degrees, and happily invited him to be a guest of the tribe.

Jian Ye didn't know what method was used, An Qing understood the barbarian's words in an instant, although it was still relatively jerky, but he could barely communicate.

The barbarian who was the leader was named Heigu, and he learned from Heigu's mouth that this place was called the steppe of no return.

It belongs to the edge of Dongzhou, and further north is the wild area.

The barbarians here can occasionally see Terran cultivators or caravans passing by, so they are no strangers to the Terrans.

From here, it only takes about three months to reach the Terran city.

Listening to Hei Gu, the grasslands of no return are very large and vast.

Three months is not long, but it is not short.

However, there is a lot of danger in the grassland, and although An Qing has learned sword intent for a few years, he is still only a mortal, and he can't go to the Terran town by relying on his own strength.

The only way to do this is the caravan that Heigu mentioned.

Heigu said that caravans often passed by, and the barbarian tribes would exchange some strange stones with the caravans for ironware food.

The black iron rod in Heigu's hand was exchanged for colorful glowing stones.

Jian Ye said that that kind of stone is the Lingyuan Stone.

Thinking of Lingyuan Stone, An Qing paid attention.

"An Xianren, come down and eat meat with us, there's nothing to see when the sun sets."

An Qing looked back and looked down, it turned out to be Hei Gu, nodded with a slight smile and jumped down, looked at the tall and sturdy Hei Gu, An Qing smiled: "Brother Hei Gu, where did you pick up those glowing stones?" ”

Hei Gu waved his stick, "No, it's upstream of the river where the Anxian people fell." ”

Hearing that it was there, An Qing was stunned and touched the bridge of her nose stupidly.

At that time, if it weren't for Jian Ye really wrapping himself in a ball, it is estimated that he would have become a meatloaf now.

The barbarians respect the strong the most.

The hand that An Qing let Jian Ye show, as well as the way it fell from the sky, had already imprinted the image of a flying immortal in the hearts of all the barbarians, and he sat in the chief with Hei Gu.

Hei Gu enthusiastically picked up a few pieces of roasted high-quality beef and put them in front of An Qing, motioning for him to eat as he pleased.

An Qing was not polite, and grabbed it with both hands and ate it.

Not to mention, it tastes good.

It's much better than eating garlic and greens all the way.

After all, it took more than a month to leave his planet and come here.

For more than a month, An Qing has been supported by the little things sent by the villagers.

was also complained by the sword master.

Because the shroud is full of garlic flavor......

But there is no way, who made him a mortal.

I can't even stand it myself.

If you don't eat, you can't stand it.

Belch~~~~

After a frenzied meal, An Qing burped contentedly and gave Hei Gu a thumbs up.

Hei Gu took a sip of the liquor boldly, and then handed it to An Qing.

An Qing wanted to refuse, but seeing Hei Gu's serious expression, he tried to take a sip, but his mouth and throat were spicy until his stomach, almost throwing him up.

An Qing waved her hand again and again with an embarrassed face.

Heigu and all the people laughed when they saw it, and then continued to drink.

"Boy, do you know that whether it is a swordsman, a sword cultivator or a sword immortal, there is a treasure and a good?"

Since An Ran landed on the ground, Jian Ye didn't speak, but at this time, he suddenly said.

An Qing's eyes blinked, and he asked with some doubts in his heart: "I don't know, let's hear it?" ”

Jian Ye smiled: "Of course it's a good sword, a good pot of wine, hehe!" ”

An Qing frowned and said disapprerovitically: "What's so good about wine, it's spicy." ”

Jian Ye suddenly said: "You know a fart, wine is bold and cowardly!" ”

“……”

An Qing was speechless: "Hearing you say this, everyone who learns swords is very cowardly?" ”

Jian Ye Cancan smiled: "I'm just making an analogy, no one is cowardly to learn swords, all of them are good, but what I want to say is that wine and swords have not been separated since ancient times, I think you will understand in the future, it is better to learn to drink as soon as possible." ”

An Qing pinched his chin and thought about it, it seems that there is indeed such a thing, which of the so-called chivalrous and kendo masters in the villain book is not a wine bottle?

Is it possible to improve the realm by drinking?

An Qing pondered for a moment, looked at Hei Gu, who was eating meat and drinking a lot, and hesitated: "I'll ...... first Consider considering ......"

Jian Ye said heavily: "Still thinking about a fart, hurry up, like a man, do it!" ”

An Qing: "......"

At night, bonfires burn brightly.

An Qing and the barbarians were very drunk, dancing around the bonfire, completely blending in, and only fell asleep by the campfire in the middle of the night.

I don't know how long it took, An Qing suddenly felt a tingling pain all over his body, and he sat up in shock.

Vigilantly looked around, and saw that everyone was almost lying on the ground and sleeping soundly, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Hiss~~

However, the sudden headache irritation made him uncomfortable, and he rubbed his temples and shook his head.

"Boy, get up!"

At this moment, the voice of the sword master suddenly appeared in his mind, and the voice revealed solemnity.

An Qing was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the sword master on his waist: "Sword master, what's wrong?" ”

Jian Ye said in a deep voice: "You go and call everyone up, there are wolves approaching." ”

An Qing was startled, knowing the horror of the wolves, he didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly got up to wake up the barbarians one by one.

When An Qing was still young, Wind Blade Village was attacked by wolves, killing and wounding many people, which is why there are so many widows.

It is fierce and cunning, and generally does not actively attack people, and will only do so when there is no food and there is no way out.

For man is more cunning than wolves, and is better at hunting.

Hei Gu, who was woken up, didn't know what was going on, so he was quietly taken by An Qing to the edge of the tribe and squatted down to check, under this look, Hei Gu's wine strength was scared, and he saw a pair of silver eyes moving slowly in the grassland in the dark, all in all directions, all of them were moving closer to this side, and there were no less than fifty or sixty of them according to a rough estimate.

Hei Gu's face changed, and after whispering a few words to An Qing, he quietly stepped back to inform the clansmen to prepare to meet the attack of the wolves.

The barbarians living on the steppe are the ones who know the laws of natural survival the most, so none of them showed timidity, and protected the old and young women in the middle with the weapons in their hands, and the barbarians with bows and arrows were in the front, looking like they were waiting for battle.

The entire tribe is shrouded in a layer of haze of facing a mortal enemy.