Feng Qing Mandarin is a well-known female warrior of the rainforest tribe, in the rainforest tribe, the status of women is generally low, often a tribal warrior can marry several ordinary tribal women as wives, in fact, this is also related to the danger of the tribal warriors, the warriors of the tribes shoulder the important responsibility of defending the tribe and hunting wild beasts, a tribal warrior can live well to old age is very rare, and women are not as good as men, most of them will not choose to become warriors.

Therefore, Feng Qingyuan is one of the very few female warriors in the tribe, and she is the best among these female warriors.

Although most of the ordinary women in the tribe are appendages of men, once they become female warriors, they become extremely respectable beings, even more than ordinary male warriors.

At this time, the tension between the two sides was tense, and the Central Plains man who suddenly appeared was extremely abrupt.

Feng Qingyuan glanced at the man, who was obviously slender compared to the tribal warriors, carrying a black sword, his face was pale, and it was obviously an embroidered pillow.

Changqing didn't know that in the eyes of the female warrior, he had become an embroidered pillow with no power.

He didn't see that these were two groups of people from different tribes, but he just thought that this man wanted to rob the people's daughters, and these two girls swore to death?

Changqing laughed at himself and laughed at himself now that he was too busy to take care of himself, so don't think nonsense, he subconsciously looked up at Feng Axian who was hiding behind Feng Qingyuan, and felt that this girl was like a fairy wild lily that suddenly appeared in the cockscomb bush, which was fascinating.

This scene fell in Feng Qingyuan's eyes, and suddenly there was a lascivious evaluation in the impression of the embroidered pillow.

And Feng Axian saw that Changqing had been looking at her, so she hid behind her sister.

And Huo Lie didn't get any benefits in front of the two girls, so he had already suppressed his anger, but at this time, someone took the initiative to send it to him to vent his anger, he naturally wouldn't be polite, and pulled out the steel knife on his waist with one hand, and simply slashed at Changqing with a single knife.

Changqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that your rainforest tribe is really a barbarian, and if you ask for a way, you will be cut down.

Changqing took a step with his left foot, and his body rotated around his left foot to dodge this knife, and the fire obviously didn't expect this little white face of the Central Plains to dodge his knife so easily.

The momentum of the front split is back, and the little white face is about to be split in half.

Changqing simply put his hand on the wrist of this tribal warrior, and no matter how much the flame was raised, it would be difficult for the knife to advance a point.

Knowing that he had kicked the iron plate, the fire suddenly inhaled sharply.

Originally, Changqing only felt that this person's aura was no different from that of ordinary people, but it was much stronger, but after taking a deep breath, the man's face was flushed, his muscles were violent, his muscles trembled, and his strength in his body had skyrocketed more than ten times.

Changqing's physique far exceeds that of a normal person, and the residual qi in his body is barely as good as a yellow character, so it stands to reason that he is very easy to handle such an ordinary reckless man, but who knows that after that person's strength skyrocketed, he broke free from the shackles of Changqing.

A knife came in anger.

Changqing avoided its edge, slapped his palm on the side of the knife, and the long knife was slapped and almost got out of his hand.

With the swordsmanship of the Liang family's sword mansion inherited by Changqing, coupled with the strength far beyond ordinary people, if he drew his sword to fight to the death, then at this time, this guy with brute strength must have been in a different place, but he just came to ask for directions for the popular business house, who knew that there was a big man who wanted to fight with him for some reason.

If you can describe the degree of annoyance at this time, it is like a dead vine exposed to the sun after the rainy season in the rainforest.

He originally wanted to use this unknown Central Plains person to show the heroic demeanor of a tribal warrior in front of Feng Axian, but who knew that this guy was not a soft persimmon, but a hard walnut?

After using the breathing method of the Fire Clan, he still didn't take any advantage, so he regretted it a little, after all, he took the initiative to draw his sword, and it was not easy for him to bring a group of Fire Clan warriors to interfere at will, this is the rule of the duel between the clan warriors and people, unless it is a war, it is another rule.

Changqing suddenly took a few steps back and asked again:

"There really is no one who knows how the Feng Clan is going"

After thinking about it, he added, "I asked for the Fengxing Firm." ”

Feng Qingyuan's heart moved, his father had indeed mentioned that he had contacted some Central Plains trading houses to trade among the tribes, and there were some unknown secrets.

The Central Plains prohibits the sale of refined iron to their rainforest tribes, but there are still many trading houses secretly smuggling refined iron weapons to the rainforest tribes, such as several trading houses contacted by the Fire Clan, and his father is now secretly contacting the Central Plains Trading Houses, many of which are worried that the Fire Clan will cause tribal wars after the soldiers are strong, so if the Fire Clan wants to keep to themselves, the Feng tribe must need these trading houses.

So just as Changqing was about to retreat, and the flame also took the opportunity to find a step.

Feng Qingyuan opened his mouth and said:

"We are the Feng people. ”

This made Changqing, who was already preparing to retreat, stop, and walked towards the two Feng clan women with a smile, and said with a smile as he walked:

"Then bother the two to show the way"

Looking at the idle courtyard like Changqing in his own backyard, Feng Qingyuan couldn't cry or laugh, and Feng Axian secretly said that this person is really cheeky, but why is his face so white, is he sick.

As for the fire flame, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, returned to his own people, and began to find himself under the stairs without changing his face, and said loudly:

"That Central Plains person, your kung fu is good, my Fire Clan's Huolie, the son of the Fire God Wang, please go to my Fire Clan when you have time, the Feng Clan will give you, our Fire Clan will only give more. ”

Changqing turned around and narrowed a pair of starry eyes, thinking that this Fire Clan person is also a talent, just now he wanted to split me, and the autumn wind started so quickly.

Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Changqing nodded at the man.

The man simply turned around and took a group of warriors and left in a hurry.

Feng Qingyuan ran to clean up her prey, and what opened Changqing's eyes was that she saw that the Feng woman, who was relatively short compared to the Central Plains woman, directly tied the 200-pound wild boar with a hemp rope, and dragged it away at will, leaving a deep groove on the dirt road.

It's just that Changqing noticed that the woman's breathing was extremely rhythmic, obviously similar to the breathing method of the Fire Clan just now.

Changqing was born in the sword house of the Liang family, the inner strength of the sword house is also the best way to control the qi, like most of the inner family heart of the martial arts, pay attention to the inner qi flow vigorous, when tending to the transformation of the realm, you can influence the external world with the small world in your own body, of course, the people in the two religions, in the case of the realm is still low, there is also a way to relay to heaven and earth.

It's just that the breathing method used by these rainforest tribes seems to be a kind of absorbing qi into the body to stimulate one's own body potential in some way, and it does not belong to the inner family method, nor does it belong to the external family exercises, but it is ingenious.

Changqing glanced at Feng Axian, whose skin was not as white as a tribal woman, and then looked at Feng Qingyuan, who was heroic but dark-skinned, and the former glared at Changqing and walked towards the narrow forest road.

Changqing followed behind and shouted lazily:

"Let's go, little girl. ”

......

Liangzhou ferry in the Huanglongjiang River relatively flat Linjiang County, only because Linjiang County is built by the river, there is the reputation of "east of Jieshi, to view Longjiang", at this time there is a ferry slowly leaving the ferry.

The owner of the boat is a native of Liangzhou, has a yellow tooth, and likes to be shirtless when he is at the helm, because he himself is also surnamed Huang, so he is called "Old Yellow Tooth" by people who are familiar with him.

may be due to his personality, when others call him this obviously unpleasant nickname, he is not angry, at most he will laugh and scold for a few sentences.

There is only one deputy on the boat, who is only fourteen or sixteen years old, not very old, but diligent in his work, this old fishing boat improved Mindu is old, everywhere is a little loose, as soon as the ferry port squeaks and squeaks, the deputy nicknamed "Mao Boy" has never stopped in his hand, holding a few planks in one hand and hammering with the other hand.

When the ferry sailed into the relatively gentle watershed, the old yellow tooth at the helm ran over and kicked on the thigh of Mao Haier, kicking the hairy boy and stumbling, almost falling and eating.

After the hairy boy got up, he looked at the boat boss, scratched his head, as if he didn't know what he was wrong, grinned, and the old yellow tooth scolded with a smile and didn't say the reason, but took the helm leisurely.

However, the hairy boy finally stopped sewing and mending, but found a rag and wiped the mud spots everywhere on the old ship.

The water of the Huanglongjiang River contains a lot of sediment, and the river water that is occasionally blown up by the wind and waves will dry up into muddy spots on the boat.

Old Huangya turned his head and looked at it, thinking to himself, this kid, true and sincere, whose ferry is not dirty, it is not until you are at the helm, isn't it good to lie down and rest, you have to find work for yourself.

But he smiled slightly, and was very satisfied with the apprentice and deputy hairy boy in his heart, the so-called stupid bird flies first, it doesn't matter if you don't shine, just this enthusiasm, you can be a good helmsman, Lao Huangya has seen a lot of young people, learn the work of this ferry, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, or when you get to the boat, you will lie down there, which is not better than this kid, but it's fast, those people learn fast, go fast, cross the river several times, and complain bitterly.

Old Huangya turned around and looked again, this time he was angry, only to see that Mao Boy was being trampled on the ground by a ferryman, Mao Boy's face was flushed, and he was about to be angry.

The old yellow tooth rushed over with an arrow step, and pushed a palm on the ferryman, but the man did not move.

Situ Zhufeng looked coldly at this nosy boat boss, who was already angry and had nowhere to vent, and kicked the hairy boy out of a foot with one foot.

Another pull over the strong old yellow teeth, although Situ Chaifeng's internal injuries have not healed since he fell from the sword cliff, it is not a problem to beat an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts.

He was just about to exert his strength, but the hairy boy pounced on him with his teeth and claws, Situ Zhufeng thought to himself, you dare to fight with me? Who knew that the hairy boy pounced with his teeth and claws, fell to his knees, and stammered:

"You...... There are plenty of adults, and I bypass ...... My master...... I was not careful...... I've kowtowed to you. ”

Situ Zhufeng frowned, in fact, it was not a big deal, this kid was rubbing the deck, rubbing and rubbing accidentally touched Situ Zhufeng, he was knocked off the cliff by Liang Hai that day, and he was already angry, and it happened that this kid provoked himself.

At this time, he was so crying and calling his mother that Situ Zhufeng lost his anger in an instant.

After letting go, Mao Boyer only cared about kowtowing, and after the old yellow tooth was stunned, he knew the severity and knew that he had met a Jianghu man with advanced martial arts, so he went back to the helm in a daze, but he had a good impression of his apprentice who he picked up by the river.

After Situ Chafeng sat down again, he glanced at the obnoxious kid and shouted, "Get out, I'm upset when I look at it." ”

Who knew that the kid really rolled around twice and retreated to the side, this scene amused Situ Chafeng.

When he turned to look at the scene of the rolling river, a pair of small eyes flashed with a cold firelight, Liang Jiajian Mansion, a good Liang Hai, I will go back one day!