Due to the addition of a guest in the back seat of the cockpit, the "Demon" forward-swept wing jet fighter evolved by the Golden Dragon naturally could not soar hypersonic in the stratosphere as recklessly as it came. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With Melidore's small body, I'm afraid that the internal organs will rupture and die without two afterburners.

The gold-based dragon maintained a cruising speed of Mach 3 and swept across the sky at a deliberate thermal barrier effect to offset the high altitude cold and maintain the temperature in the cockpit.

Out of curiosity, after looking out of the cabin for half an hour, the same blue sky and sea of clouds, as well as the mountains and rivers that had become very small, soon made Melidore, who had receded from freshness, feel bored and drowsy, and unconsciously curled up on the seat like a small beast and snored.

The cockpit canopy gradually darkens in color, blocking out the harsh sunlight high in the sky.

I don't know how long later, when Melidore woke up from a deep sleep and slowly opened her eyes, she found that she was no longer in the cockpit seat sealed by a transparent cover, but in a tent, covered with a soft and warm blanket.

Melodious high-pitched singing and all sorts of cheers pierced through the thick tent cloth and reached her ears, and it seemed that a lively singing and dancing party was being held outside.

She gently lifted the blanket on her body, got up and put on her little boots, and curiously lifted the curtain, and a bustle of people rushed to her.

Under the starry sky, near the blazing bonfire, heavy figures stretched their limbs, danced merrily, and screamed from time to time.

Floating in mid-air were balls of illumination light the size of bowls, illuminating the surroundings as if it were day.

There was more than one tent on the side, it seemed to be a camp, and the air was filled with a strange smell of fishy smell and fireworks, which made Melidore feel uncomfortable and couldn't help but sneeze.

"Huh? Are you awake?"

A breeze blew nearby, and the figure of the dragon knight Merlin appeared in her sight.

"Where is this?"

Melidore looked around and asked puzzledly, neither the tent nor the people singing and dancing were dressed, which did not look like the Slans at all.

Lin Mo saw the girl's doubts and explained to her: "It's a barbarian tribe, we will spend the night in their camp, and we will continue to travel tomorrow, and we will be able to return to the Silan Empire the morning after tomorrow." Are you hungry? I'll take you to get something to eat. ”

Barbarians?!

Melidore's eyes widened, it was rumored that the barbarians living in the bitter cold were savage and aggressive by nature, had their own language and culture, and were not an easy race to deal with.

I heard that those barbarians not only like to cut off people's heads and make them into special witch sacrifice items with strange effects, but also eat people.

"Don't worry, I'm a powerful dragon knight, if I were an ordinary person, I might lose my life, but the real strong came to visit. It will definitely be warmly welcomed by these barbarians. ”

After choosing this barbarian tribe as a place to stay, the hideous appearance of the golden-based dragon really frightened many barbarian warriors, coupled with Lin Mo's unceremonious fist to overturn dozens of people in one go, the entire tribe immediately changed its attitude towards these three uninvited guests who fell from the sky. Treated as the most distinguished guest, not only was the best food in the tribe brought out, but even a bonfire was held as a welcome.

"That's right! Distinguished guests, we barbarians only respect the strong. For the weak, we will gladly cut his throat with our own scimitar and peel off his skin to make a big drum. The blood is released to make witch medicine, the bones are cut out and made into witch weapons by the witch priests, and the flesh and internal organs are left to be offered to the beasts of the wilderness, so that they will no longer invade us, in this land, the weak have no right to live, and their only mission is to become food for the strong and the beasts. ”

A man staggered in a stiff lingua franca, spewing of wine, and carrying a spear, with only a bald hide, and chains of teeth and bones on his wrists, ankles, and neck.

Although his face was smeared with white mud and beast blood, he could still see a strange gray color, and a pungent fishy smell emanated from his body.

The other party just told a fact, but Melidore couldn't help but turn slightly pale, if it weren't for the dragon knight beside her, maybe at this time she had already begun to chant the spell shield spell and prepare for battle.

"Hello! I'm Melidore, the Holy Maiden of the Court of Light. ”

Despite the rude actions and words, Melidore bowed politely.

"Light, light, barbarian god, I can actually meet a believer of the god of light, okay! In the name of the barbarian god, welcome, Merry, I am the head of the Burning Tooth tribe, Jiuqi, everyone here should listen to me, cute little girl, why don't you stay and be my woman, say goodbye to the God of Light, our Burning Tooth tribe is the strongest in this area, hmm! You can put a few bright balls in the evening, how about I give you the treatment second only to the witch?"

The barbarian tribal boss seemed to be a little drunk and talked nonsense to himself.

Boom!~

The leader of the Blazing Tooth tribe flew out and smashed over a tent.

Lin Mo withdrew his foot, as if he had just done a trivial thing, and said calmly: "Don't mind, the barbarians are like this, they only recognize the truth of hard fists, and they don't understand etiquette at all." ”

"Oh!"

Melidore was a little frightened and couldn't help but shrink her neck.

"Let's go, go get something to eat, no one will bully you with me!"

Lin Mo's words made this Bright Divine Court Holy Maiden finally feel a little more at ease.

In fact, the dragon knight was in front and Melidore was behind, and when the two of them walked towards the campfire, the barbarians clearly saw that their heads were being kicked away, but none of them came up to seek trouble or revenge, and still forgot to sing and dance, but made a way for the two to pass safely.

Next to the bonfire, a large piece of animal skin was spread out, and the clay pot full of food and wine was piled up on the side, which was originally the position of the head, but it was unceremoniously occupied by Lin Mo and Melidore, but no one raised any objections.

"Eat it, rest assured, it's clean and not poisonous. ”

Lin Mo took out a dagger, cut off a dozen pieces of roasted meat, put them in a clay plate, and handed them to Melidore.

"Thank you!"

Melidore's cheeks flushed, she took the pottery plate, tasted it lightly, it felt good, she chewed it with confidence, a few pieces of roast meat in her stomach, and she suddenly said, "Lord Morin, they seem to have been poisoned?"

Like the leader of the Burning Tooth Tribe, these barbarians had an abnormal gray look on their faces.

"Well, it's a matter of salt, the salt they usually eat is mineral salt mined in the wasteland, and it can't be filtered thoroughly, so everyone has some chronic poisoning of varying severity, and usually relies on the antidote configured by the witch sacrifice to relieve toxicity or detoxification, but in terms of their lifespan, they rarely live to the time of poisoning. ”

It was not Lin Mo who was able to explain the truth behind these people's unhealthy faces in an endless manner, but that he happened to find this information on the world's online encyclopedia.

Melidore immediately thought of something, and immediately stopped eating the big piece and looked straight at the clay plate in her hand.

Since the salt here is poisonous, isn't the barbecue you are eating......

"Hahaha!" Lin Mo seemed to guess what Melidore was thinking, laughed, and said, "Don't worry! Except that the meat is their own free-range cattle, the spices and salt are all given to them by me, and they are the best pure salt!"

Whether it is the Li sisters or Qi Fei, there is almost no difficulty in purifying table salt, and the filtration of wood charcoal and plant ash, coupled with some simple chemical methods, can easily produce fine salt with a purity of three nines, which is not only supplied to their own use, but even the royal family of the Silan Empire is using these high-purity salts.

The space on the right wrist is in the alchemy storage, and there is no shortage of living materials at all, just a bag of seemingly ordinary table salt, maybe only a dozen catties, these superb salts without any toxins are enough for the Burning Tooth Tribe to treat Lin Mo and Melidore as guests.

- (To be continued.) )