The mustache said a lot, because a tooth was knocked out, and his speech was a little leaky, Zhou Sheng asked him to say it twice, and Zhou Sheng understood what was going on.

The mustache went to the cafeteria to eat this morning and asked for a potato braised pork, but before he was ready to eat, he was taken away by the person next to him even on the plate. He reasoned with people, and when he talked, he was in a hurry, and when he did this, he was beaten up.

Zhou Sheng slapped his thigh and shouted: "How can this be reasonable, it's too bullying, go, go find them, and beat them back!"

The mustache pulled Zhou Sheng, and was cautious: "Those people are barbarians from the Southern Wilderness, they are tall and big, have you beaten him, you don't want to call two people anymore, there are many people and ......."

"No, don't worry, my skills have increased greatly, and I'm looking for someone to practice my hands......"

Zhou Sheng copied the guy and followed the mustache to find someone to settle the account, and now with his strength, it is easy to use the Qi and Blood Shadow Knife, the weight of a few hundred catties is like a toothpick, too light!

The Southern Barbarians are also known as barbarians, entrenched in the Lingnan area, and have a somewhat different appearance from the Central Plains, that is, their bodies are particularly tall.

Ordinary children of seven or eight years old are 1.56 meters, and when they reach adulthood, the average height is 2.5 meters. Even as tall as three meters high.

These barbarians are also a branch of the Central Plains. The Central Plains is the origin of the human race in the east of this continent. The small countries on the islands of the East and South China Seas, the Lingnan barbarians, the northern iceman tribes, and the steppe people were all separated from the Central Plains.

As for the Xiyi people in the West, they did not originate from the Central Plains. Their civilization originated in the Aegean Sea, an inland sea on the western side of the continent. Although they are all human beings and intelligent races, they are a little different......

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In the tribal era, civilization spread from the Central Plains to the surrounding areas.

Many places have been reclaimed for more fertile land and resources. In the tribal era, it was divided into various small tribes. Wars between large tribes, many small tribes migrate like remote places in order to avoid suffering from pond fish.

At that time, several small tribes, totaling millions of people, moved to Lingnan. At that time, the world was not so peaceful as it is now, the terrain was rugged and treacherous, and fierce beasts were everywhere. Due to the long distance, there are many mountains, forests, beasts, insects, ants and poisonous snakes on the way, and many people with weak constitutions died, leaving only the most elite tribesmen......

In the end, they chose a place with relatively few insects and ants in the deep mountains and old forests of Lingnan as their own reclamation site.

Over the generations, these barbarians have become stronger and stronger, and although the population is small, less than a million, everyone is a natural warrior and can tear apart tigers and leopards.

Now that these barbarians are also civilized, they belong to the people of Daqian, and they can also come to the academy to study and learn farming. You know, they are still in a hunting civilization, they feed on wild animals, wear animal skin clothes, and do not engage in agricultural production at all.

Moreover, these barbarians are martial, short-tempered, often rob people and things, and have the habit of being like wild beasts.

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Zhou Sheng and Mustache stood in front of a rough courtyard, saw the tall figures inside, knew that they had found the right place, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhou Sheng seemed to have come to the land of giants, and the children playing on the street could catch up with their height.

Barbarians are aggressive, and children are no exception. A few children of seven or eight years old were fighting in the street, competing like oxen. The muscles in their arms were clumpy, full of liliang feeling.

As soon as they saw outsiders coming, they all showed fierce looks, and these barbarians were very xenophobic.

"What do you guys do?"

A barbarian man who was three meters tall, shirtless, and holding a bone spear said a blunt sentence to Zhou Sheng and the others.

This barbarian man has a thorn mark on his upper body, which is a dragon head, and has a faint smell of herbs on his body, which can prevent mosquitoes and ants. The lower body is shorts of animal skin, and the straw sandals under the feet are not too cold in heavy snow, which shows the strength of its body.

He also had two bone pendants strung on his ears and a bracelet of animal bones on his wrist. This is how the tribes dressed in the times, and their customs have not changed.

Zhou Sheng pointed to the mustache with a blue nose and swollen face next to him, and said lightly: "This is your people, don't you give an explanation?"

"Hmph, what's the saying, little man, get out of our territory, the barbarians don't welcome you."

"Roar~~"

Behind the barbarian, a black tiger bared its teeth at Zhou Sheng and the others, and let out a threatening roar.

Zhou Sheng rolled up his cuffs and said flatly, "Hey, if you're unreasonable, let's talk about fists, let you stupid big people see the dwarf Liliang, they are all a bunch of stupid pigs with trembling limbs and simple minds......"

The corner of the barbarian man's mouth pulled out a hint of sneer, and he waved his arm, which was thicker than Zhou Sheng's thigh, and the fist was also the size of a casserole.

"Central Plains dwarf, I'll let you make three moves, just your little fist, let's go home and feed. If it hurts you later, don't cry ......."

“haha~~”

"Wuli, teach these Central Plains people a lesson, let them know that we are not easy to bully......"

Several barbarian men next to him were all foolish, hahadaxiao.

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Zhou Sheng punched out, this physique is really asymmetrical. Zhou Sheng's head had just reached his chest, and this fist had just reached the barbarian's stomach, which was the weakest point.

Seeing Zhou Sheng's small fist, the barbarian man was still smiling, but when the fist hit, he slowly squatted down holding his belly.

His face was purple, and he was speechless in pain.

Zhou Sheng's fist is not easy to suffer, the power of seven elephants can beat life into meat sauce. This is still Zhou Sheng's hand, if he doesn't keep his hand, this barbarian's belly has to be pierced.

Uli felt that his belly was turning upside down, and the bitter water was spit out.

"Uli~~"

Seeing this, the people next to him all ran over and asked anxiously.

Uli waved his hand with difficulty, "No...... Affair...... I was too careless, and I was slapped in the belly by him......"

A barbarian man shouted coldly: "It's really despicable, it actually beats people in the belly."

"Hmph, then I'll hit you on the head......"

Zhou Sheng walked up into the air step by step, as if stepping on a staircase, until he reached the top of the barbarian man's head, and kicked down.

"Bang"

Bearing the strength of this kick, the bones on the neck of the barbarian man clicked, and he was directly kicked by Zhou Sheng in the dark, and was kicked down.

"It's not good, it's the condensation powerhouse of the Central Plains, go and ask the elders to ......"

When several people saw Zhou Sheng flying, they all felt bad and hurriedly went to invite someone.

Seeing this, Zhou Sheng glanced at it coldly and ignored it. When it comes to condensation, it is the realm that even the old way has not reached, and he is a real master, and he can occupy the mountain as the king when he goes out, and lead tens of thousands of small soldiers. It's enough to be a mountain god and a land god, and it's also a great god.

In the middle of the night, an old barbarian man walked out.

He was dressed in linen clothes, and on his shoulder squatted a pitch-black crow with closed eyes, and his body was thin and weak, not as tall and strong as the usual barbarians. There's a little animal skin drum around his waist, no! that's like ...... Human skin. The drum rack is also made of human bones......

This is the elder of the barbarians.

"Honorable guest, old man Wumeng, I don't know what is disturbing my barbarians, there must be some misunderstanding!"

The barbarian elder spoke fluent Central Plains and nodded lightly to Zhou Sheng.

"There's no misunderstanding, it's you who are looking for it, this morning, my friend was injured by you, you look at it, he was beaten, and his teeth fell out......"

The mustache bared his teeth, revealing a few black gaps.

The elder frowned, and said lightly, "It was our people who beat it, you are not mistaken?"

The mustache said angrily: "It's definitely you, who else has you so big?"

"Wait, wait, I'll ask."

The elder and a few barbarians next to him muttered a few times in a low voice, and several barbarians left in response. After a while, they all came back with some irritated faces.

"Elder, it was the boy who beat him. He didn't eat enough in the morning, and you also know that the clansmen have a lot of food, and the food of the Central Plains people is not eaten, so he grabbed some ......"

The elder frowned and nodded, waving his hand to show that he knew.

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"I'm sorry for the two guests. This matter is my clansmen is not, the old man to you daoqian".

The mustache shook his beard twice, and shouted bitterly: "Daoqian is over? If you say two words, my teeth will fall white? It's too bullying, hand over that kid, I'm going to beat him back." Is it unreasonable to rob me of food and beat me?"

The elder's face was a little dark, and he said coldly: "Two, the old man is already daoqian, you better go back."

Zhou Sheng sneered in his heart, this old man's few words were like fooling the past, how could there be such a cheap thing. If this matter is taken care of on your own side, you will be beaten to the end with a stick. The world is big, and the truth is the greatest, this is the truth that Zhou Sheng believes. If the truth is different, let's talk about knives.

Zhou Sheng pulled out the Blood Shadow Knife behind him, and said lightly: "Handed over! We are bitter masters, and if we can't reason, we want to turn our faces, how can there be such rules in the world!".

The elder's face changed, and he snorted coldly: "People don't know how to teach. We don't have the custom of sending our people out to be beaten, you're insulting us barbarians......"

"Then my friend is in vain?"

"Let's go, either of you, or don't blame the old man for being polite!"

"Old man, you bastards are still unreasonable, I'll teach you a lesson today!"

Zhou Sheng slashed up with a knife, chopping mountains and stones, invincible, how strong his spiritual will is now, this will is attached to the knife, and with a knife split, the world is trapped in an illusion and cannot extricate himself......

The elder felt that his spirit was a little dazed, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, and slammed the small drum on his waist.

The moment the drum vibrate, the crow on the shoulder opened its eyes. There are no whites of the eyes, pure black.

"Death's gaze!"

The crow shot out two jet-black pillars of light, and the mustache couldn't help but shudder when he saw the crow's black eyes, as if he was being targeted by death.

Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness, but it was not enough for this crow to deal with him.

Two black lights, Zhou Sheng didn't resist, and directly let them penetrate into his body, and the knife in his hand also slashed out.