What surprised Changqing the most about the Rainforest tribe was the hospitality in their bones, although at first, the girls of the Feng tribe, including Feng Axian, were estranged from this sick seedling.

But as Changqing tried to wrestle with several warriors who had been famous for a long time in the Feng tribe, after being kicked over by Changqing one by one, both these originally hostile men and those tribal women who were not good at writing and weak men had a great impression of Changqing, and then Changqing drank three bowls of the tribe's unique liquor, and after rejecting the courtship of a wild tribal woman, he pulled out and wandered to Feng Axian's side.

Feng Axian was looking at the bonfire, while Feng Qingyuan was sitting on the side, staring at the young tribal warriors who were secretly leaning here under the pretense of drunkenness.

But surprisingly did not stop Changqing, let him sit beside Feng Axian, and the hearty laughter of the patriarch Feng Lei Lei came from the bamboo building in the distance.

Thinking that the business should be discussed well, Changqing doesn't want to think about these things or ask more, he is too busy to take care of his own affairs, where is the energy to care about others.

The night breeze occasionally carried some bonfire sparks, floating in front of Feng Axian, the girl's eyes were as light as water, like a fairy who had fallen into the world.

Before Changqing could speak, Feng Axian took the lead and said:

"That girl just now is called Fengye Duoduo, she is a good person, and she is quite a match for you. ”

Changqing wiped the fruity liquor residue at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to rub Feng Axian's head, but when he saw that Feng Qingyuan looked at him coldly, he immediately withdrew his hand and said with a smile:

"I used to know a girl, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a childhood sweetheart, I thought I was a childhood sweetheart, and I can raise my eyebrows in the future, and even many people said when we were young, you guys are quite a good match, maybe it's really a good match, but as you get older, this kind of matching voice will be less, at that time I was thinking, if I didn't become me, but became the guy in white with a sword, then this kind of talk, it will always exist. ”

As if to say something to herself, Feng Axian listened very seriously, she sat on the fence built by the trunk of the Wangtian tree, while Changqing leaned obliquely, her eyes drifted into the distance, Feng Axian didn't know how far it was, but it should be farther than this rainforest.

Feng Axian took the initiative to reach out and pat this guy's shoulder, and said playfully:

"Then you go and catch ten porcupines, we used to have a warrior, and if we couldn't make a courtship, we went to the depths of the rainforest, and caught ten porcupines in three days, and then the girl agreed. ”

Changqing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and Feng Qingyuan also smiled.

Changqing stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, suddenly laughed, and said:

"Hahaha, what you said is also reasonable, whether it is a pig or a sword, it is all the same, if I have the ability to catch ten porcupines, how can there be a reason that is not a good match, I'm afraid that the heroines and fairies in the world are lining up for me to marry them."

Feng Qingyuan thought to herself that this person was so thick-skinned, Feng Axian patted Changqing again, and there was a look of pity in his eyes that you are sick, and you can eat and drink more.

At this time, there was a man from a popular trading house and a tribal woman dancing next to the bonfire in the distance, and Zhang Muqing was flushed with a red face and a tribal warrior who had been looking for trouble with Changqing before.

At this time, a path was split in the crowd, and Zhang Fengxian, the third master of the trading house, and a burly old man with a red face walked out together, the old man was wearing a beast-patterned leather wallet, a cloak made of tiger skin, and a delicate steel knife was carried around his waist, apparently from the hands of a craftsman in the Central Plains.

Soon there was another scene of a heated wine fight.

Zhang Dong'er carried a kind of fruit wine in a clay pot and a whole roast pork leg to Changqing's side, Feng Qingyuan took out a dagger from the inside of the calf, and after Changqing took it, he cut off a piece of porcupine.

The four of them took turns drinking fruit wine and eating porcupine.

Changqing bites the pork, although his taste is weak, but he feels very fragrant for no reason, the rivers and lakes, there is really wine, meat and beauty.

......

On the northwest side of the Feng tribe, there are the Fulian Mountains, the mountains are not high, bypass the mountains, in the north of the Fulian Mountains, there is a Falling Dragon Swamp, according to the legend of the four parts of the rainforest, it is said that there are four gods in ancient times, respectively, warriors, goddesses, craftsmen, prophets. The four gods have guarded the righteous path of the world for 10,000 years, and then there is an evil dragon success, becoming the fifth god, the ink dragon does a lot of evil, good to drink the dew of the sky and eat human flesh, and then under the suppression of the remaining four gods, the ink dragon turned into a falling dragon swamp, and regardless of the legend is true or false, the swamp is more than ten kilometers long, it is really like a long dragon mountain.

At this time, in the dead of night, the wilderness was silent, the unique sky-looking trees in the rainforest were all towering to the sky, and a fierce tribal warrior was hanging on the tree, and some were prostrate on the ground, all holding their breath, and the leading warrior's complexion was like bronze, and his strong muscles could not be strained by a leather armor, and an incomparable momentum emanated from him.

He gestured to an emaciated tribal warrior beside him, and the warrior with eighteen arrows on his back quietly retreated, the moonlight falling on the clusters of arrows, reflecting the flames generally scarlet.

This place is very close to the Falling Dragon Swamp, if people see it, they will definitely think, could it be that they are here to slaughter the python? Not to mention that this python is almost turning into a python now, that is, fifty years ago, the evil python was in the period of molting and weakening, the Feng clan united with the rain clan and the Qing clan to strangle the evil python, and finally fell short, and in that operation, slowly "arrived" The warriors of the Fire Clan, seeing the corpses of the warriors of the three clans everywhere, are like purgatory on earth, and the evil python takes advantage of the water potential of the swamp, the magic is ghostly, the power is infinite, and the python is strong when it encounters water, so after that, the rainforest tribe came to the conclusion that this python is absolutely unreliable to fight in water, and the Fire Clan, who deliberately delayed the fighter, was able to save all the young warriors, and since then it has become the rainforest clan second only to the Feng clan.

Huo Boer looked at the endless swamp with cold eyes, his eyes were cold, he was the first warrior of the Fire Tribe, this operation, the whole body was moved, the patriarch Huo Shen Wang personally led the rest of the tribe warriors, ambushed ten miles outside the territory of the Feng Clan, the key to this operation, it was on his Fire Bol, first of all, he Huo Boer must lead the strongest Fire Clan warriors, provoke the evil python, and then lead it to the Feng tribe, if the Feng Clan has enough strength, it can really resist the evil python, their Fire Clan will become a reinforcement to come to the rescue, if the Feng Clan is attacked by the angry Python, showing fatigue and even difficult to resist, he Fire Clan will wait for the evil python to retreat, and then give the Feng Clan a knife, completely turned out this old phoenix, and then he Huo Boer will become the high priest of the Fire Clan, and his status is only that of the patriarch, but the premise is that he Huo Boer can go back alive and successfully complete the task.

Huo Boer exhaled a breath of turbidity, no longer hiding his momentum, took a deep breath, his figure was like a spirit ape, jumped up, borrowed strength between the branches, and threw himself towards the swamp, behind him more than thirty elite warriors, the same as the sound of breaking the sky.

A moment later, a roar sounded in the swamp, and it felt like a dragon's groan.

......

Changqing sat on the roof of the elevated house, the rainforest is rainy, the buildings here are mostly this kind of style with extremely high spine and extremely warped eaves.

The night breeze blows on your face, bringing the fragrance of plants and trees.

Changqing took a sip of the unique flavor fruit wine contained in this clay pot, thinking about some "past" past, Changqing is not the sour and rotten literati who the young man said worried, on the contrary, he was a country child who had not read for a few days, a child was brought into a large family since he was a child, and gradually felt inferior, delusional, and did not know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The corners of Changqing's mouth were slightly hooked, and he actually laughed, at first he sneered slightly, and then laughed loudly, and when he looked up again, his eyes were shining, and his gray and black hair was swaying in the wind in the night wind, he looked at the hundreds of millions of stars in the distant sky, and looked at the Beidou Chen, which was gradually guided, and suddenly gave birth to a little happiness in his heart.

raised her head and poured a sip of fruit wine, slapped a hand on Feng Axian's head, and the little girl bared her teeth:

"Don't mess with my hair, it's not going to grow tall!"

Changqing smiled and said:

"You're still going to be long, you're already the tallest woman here, why do you want to be a pillar?"

The little girl was suddenly angry:

"You just want to be a pillar, no, you're a pillar!"

Changqing almost squirted out a mouthful of fruit wine, wiped his mouth, and said: "Okay, okay, I'm a pillar, I have a pillar, okay."

That Feng Axian was stunned, thinking about how this ugly man was so easy to speak, and then said:

"Hmph, it's good to know, I see you holding a sword every day, why are your swordsmanship very good?"

Changqing nodded, and said seriously:

"I haven't played it, but it should be good."

Feng Axian pouted, feeling indescribably depressed in her heart, she always felt that this strange Central Plains person was taking advantage of herself, so she decided to ignore him anymore.

But soon she couldn't help but mutter:

"My sword is also very powerful, it must be better than your sword"

Changqing laughed, I want to say that you are not powerful I don't know, but if I take out the sword, you will definitely cry, but there is a hint of alarm in his heart for no reason, he immediately stood up, facing the northwest direction.

All the way to the northwest, I don't know how many trees have fallen.

The Feng tribe blew the horn without knowing anyone, and more and more people poured out of the elevated house.

Changqing saw many people from popular trading houses gathered in the distance, looking around blankly.

There is also the Feng Lei Lei Patriarch with a knife on his waist, who is heading to the northwest with dozens of fierce warriors, and Changqing even saw Feng Qing Mandarin Duck following him.

Changqing looked at Feng Axian and asked:

"What's going on?"

Feng Axian also stood up and looked at the northwest side, and said worriedly:

"This kind of horn will only be sounded when the enemy attacks, but the Feng tribe has not sounded it for many years. ”

Changqing narrowed his eyes, his keen hearing had already heard the sound of grinding objects, it was extremely close to here, he could hear that the sound was closer to Feng Leilei and his party.