The Savage tribe is wild.

Many tribes in Jiuli like to decorate their houses with bones, it is obvious that in this ancient era the behavior of beautifying the dwelling with bones is very common, the wild people like to use more bones to show their taste and strength, there are many stone caves on both sides of the valley, the wild people hold bones as weapons, and there are many blades from the Western Regions and the Central Plains, and the mace seems to be very popular.

A strong and tall body, the man has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and the woman has wheat-colored skin, which is heroic and wild.

Savages are the best warriors of both men and women, wrapped in simple animal skins, barefoot without shoes, and their heads are scattered at will, especially those warrior-like women have proud figures, which are enough to make most women lose their self-confidence, and the fullness looms so that a certain Jiao can't take his eyes off it......

The tools are primitive and backward, but the accommodation is clean.

Riding a black horse and slowly walking into the gate of the tribe, a group of sword cultivators behind him were still studying swordsmanship, ignoring the charming savage woman.

Led by the wild man, he walked towards the huge stone house in the middle of the valley, which looked like the residence of the highest figure of the tribe, a huge cave carved out of the cliff face, without any shelter.

Many savages pointed at Chunyang and his party, especially Bai Yu, who was riding a horse and walking in front.

The few white scales on the face have become the focus of attention, as for the beauty, forget it, the savage tribe is not interested in this, they prefer the kind of woman with a strong physique who kills a wolf with one punch.

No one expressed welcome or said anything polite, and the savage's mind was simpler than that of sword cultivation.

Bai Yu dismounted, walked into the cave and sat down, and the twenty fellow disciples continued to discuss cultivation matters outside, and the sharp sword intent frightened those wild people who wanted to come forward to find trouble.

The cave was clean, surrounded by large and small stones for stools, and there were no waiters or tea.

The wild man who can turn into a giant tiger sits in the seat, more than two meters tall and full of explosive muscles, wheat-colored skin and long hair, the most attractive thing is the pair of big feet, the rough toenails are covered with scratches, and some dirt is embedded in the nails, the foot skin is very thick, which can protect the soles of the feet in the mountains and wilderness, and the sparse black foot hair on the instep is very individual.

The Savage Leader looked down at Bai Yu, carefully observing the scales on his face and shaking his head.

"Little girl, you're too thin. ”

The corners of a certain Jiao's mouth twitched.

I can't explain this kind of thing to him, and I can't show my true form, so maybe one of the wild people in several tribes will accidentally trample to death.

"Actually, I'm here to inquire about something, that ......" didn't wait for Bai Yu to finish.

"You're from the Pure Yang Palace?"

"Ang...... Yes. ”

Although he is a wild man, the original dialect is very slippery, and it seems that he is a wild man with a story.

I don't know why the savage leader suddenly mentioned this, it's best not to have a grudge against Chunyang, then it's really self-defeating, if you can do it as much as possible, it's not normal to kill people and destroy the world at every turn, and it's a bit unprofessional to fight all day long if you don't practice well.

As if he was recalling something, he looked up at the purple void monks outside the huge cave, and Bai Yuxian unconsciously shrank back on the soles of his big feet, as if he was afraid of something.

"They are very similar to a person, that is the strongest man in the world I have ever seen, the powerful beast of the ice field north of the snow-capped mountain was killed by that man, he is very powerful......"

Looking at the savage collar, and then turning his head to look at the purple void sword cultivators outside, Bai Yu felt that there must have been some wonderful drama back then, and he was called the strongest man by the savage who was known for his strength and ferocity, could it be ......

"His name is Gan Wu. ”

The Savage Leader was obviously a little frightened when he said this name, although it was well hidden, it was still perceived by Bai Yu's keen perception.

After hearing this name, Bai Yu nodded, and did not have any exaggerated expression, because this was normal.

The strongest in the purple void line is the cold-faced Qi Yun, and the second is Gan Wu, usually the master of Qi Yun Peak rarely appears in Shenhua Mountain, and it is Gan Wu who teaches the disciples of Zixu to practice and walks the world in front of the world, in the face of this kind of madman who cultivates selfless and swordless to the extreme, it is difficult to gain an advantage in numbers, and there is only one way to defeat this kind of person, that is, to be even more crazy than him.

Rummaging through the storage bag, he pulled out a large piece of white paper with a pattern of broken bones drawn in the form of a sketch.

"Have you seen this, I want to know where I found it, I can use the goods to exchange information with you, and promise not to cheat people, I have a good reputation. ”

Surprisingly, the Savage Leader is actually very talkative, maybe the premise is not to take the initiative to stir up trouble, or it may be the twenty well-known Purple Void Sword Cultivators outside.

The strong man, who was more than two meters tall, took a closer look.

Syllable!

slapped his thigh and scared Bai Yu.

"It's a holy relic in our tribe! It was stolen by a few Central Plains people back then! Wow, ......!"

Oh no! It's a savage tribe relic! This thing shouldn't go berserk and fight, right?

Before Bai Yu could take out the horizontal knife and shield, the savage leader reached out and scratched his waist, the rough nails rubbed against the flesh and skin, and the crumble fell like rain, without any intention of making a move.

"You're not angry?"

"Why are you angry? I lost the holy relics, I can't use them or eat them, and I have to keep them guarded every day, and the place where I used to sit was used to place the holy relics, but now I sit on them. ”

“......”

This is the most generous human being Bai Yu has ever seen, if other people are robbed of holy relics, even if they don't want to, they have to work hard, and even pay the lives of countless clansmen to regain the creatures, and some people are even killed for this, look at how real these wild people are, they can't eat them, they can't use them, they steal them, and they have to occupy a good seat if they keep them.

What an open-minded mentality, or rather, ordinary savages have little interest in this thing either.

Bai Yu felt that it was because there were no clergy in the clan that he didn't care, if there were clergy, then he would definitely fool the whole clan for his own job and work, and the savage tribe had no clergy and only one leader, but there were a lot less bad things.

"And where did you get this thing?"

Hearing this, the wild man scratched his head and began to remember.

"My grandfather told me that he was dying at the time, and he was stuck in the chest by the teeth of a wild boar, and his speech was leaky and inaudible, and he was in pain......"

“......”

Although I want to say that I am not interested in your grandfather's death, why is it so strange to be a savage?

"He said that his grandfather was seriously injured by a wild boar and struggled to tell him something very important before he died, and that was his grandfather ......"

Outside the cave, the perennially indifferent and ruthless Purple Void Monk grasped the hilt of his sword......

Bai Yu understood, this is all fate, wild boars and tigers are common in the wild to fight or win or lose, and the half-orc tiger leader also has an indissoluble bond with the wild boar, which can be called the terminator of the tribal leader.

Fortunately, the story of the wild boar has come to an end, and it comes to the point.

"The tribe went out and went north for fifty sunrises, and found the holy relics under the ice fields. ”

"This iron rod is for you, I don't see it. ”

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