"Our tribe does make sake of pure heart. Qingquan Sea Dragon nodded stiffly.

When Zishu heard this, he said happily: "It's really good, I was planning to go to your tribe to buy some Qingxin wine and return to Tianjiao City."

If your tribe's wine is as good as it is rumored, I still plan to cooperate with your tribe for a long time, and I am worried that I can't find where your tribe is?"

When Qingquan Hailong heard this, even if it was covered by black mud, he could see a little bitterness.

"City Lord, you're late, our tribe doesn't have any Qingxin wine anymore. ”

Several other Qingquan warriors also had their heads bowed, their faces sad and desperate.

When Zishu heard this, his heart sank, and he twisted his eyebrows and asked, "Your tribe has also been broken by high-level fierce beasts?"

Is it too late again?

In the past two months, she has encountered several such incidents.

It would have been two months since she had brought people to the Swamp.

In the past two months, she has led people to kill a lot of high-level fierce beasts.

But I also saw that many small tribes, because of the encounter with powerful beasts, the tribes were broken, the warriors were destroyed, and ordinary people became the blood food of the beasts.

A month ago, she was just one step slower, and a small tribe disappeared before her eyes.

That tribe was about the same size as the previous Qingyan, twenty or thirty thousand people, and when she arrived, there were less than a thousand people alive.

The corpses everywhere, the desperate crying, it's suffocating to think about.

Even if she killed all the man-eating beasts, the dead people were no longer there after all.

Zishu sighed, I heard that Qingxin wine can make people calm their minds, and when they comprehend martial arts, they can get twice the result with half the effort by drinking a bowl.

It's a pity!

When Qingquan Sea Dragon originally heard that Zishu was the lord of Tianjiao City, he was a little wary in his heart.

After all, the previous Ten Thousand Bat Tribe, every time they came over, they had to take away more than half of the Qingxin wine from their tribe, and the key was not to give the beast core.

However, Zishu saved him, and Zishu's performance was different from those people with ten thousand bats.

He struggled in his heart for a moment, and then said, "No, our tribe is still there, but it has moved from the original place to live in other places. ”

"City Lord, you said you came to clean up the strange beasts, but is it true?"

Zishu nodded and said, "Naturally, it's true." ”

"Please, Lord of the City, help us kill the strange beasts that have occupied our ancestral land. Qingquan Sea Dragon arched his hand.

The other four people even puffed and knelt down: "Please help us with the city lord." ”

Seeing that they were all kneeling, Qingquan Black Bear let go of the captain's hand and wanted to kneel too.

As a result, as soon as he let go, Qingquan Hailong's body shook, and he was about to fall, so he hurriedly stretched out his hand to support it, and asked a little anxiously: "Captain, are you okay, don't you die." ”

Qingquan Sea Dragon: "......"

"Rise quickly, the swamp is also under my jurisdiction, and it is my duty to keep you safe.

You lead the way, and we will go over and cut down the strange beasts that have taken over your ancestral land. ”

Zishu said it in an awe-inspiring manner, and everyone felt that the image of the city lord at this moment was unusually tall.

"Chirp, let's go. ”

Jiu Jiu answered, his body became bigger, Zishu jumped on Jiu Jiu's back, beckoned to them, "You guys come up too, let's sit and chirp over, it will be faster." The sooner you kill a strange beast, the better, so as not to have another accident. ”

Qingquan Hailong was helped by his team to jump on Jiu Jiu's back, and Jiu Jiu flapped his wings and rushed out of the dense forest.

After getting out of the dense forest, Jiu Jiu's body grew larger again.

"City Lord!"

The two hundred warriors guarding the sky saw Zishu come out and drove the Xuanying to fly over.

A month ago, after Zishu didn't save the small tribe, he felt that the speed of killing the alien beast was too slow.

flew away with the Black Iron Hundred Refinement, because the strength of the Black Iron Hundred Refining was not strong, Zishu asked the Black Emperor, Ah Luo, and Hongyu to assist her.

On Zishu's side, only Xiao Jing, Black Wood, and two hundred warriors remained.

Zishu bowed slightly, looked sideways at the person in Qingquan, and said, "You lead the way, we will go over and kill the strange beasts that occupy your ancestral land." ”

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An hour later, Zishu and the others came to the top of a valley shrouded in black mist.

Even if he didn't go down, Zishu could feel that these black mist were poisonous.

"This is the ancestral land of your Qingquan tribe?"

"Yes, this is it, our Qingquan tribe originally lived in this valley, and the spiritual spring is in the deepest part of the valley.

Without spiritual spring water, we would not be able to make pure heart wine.

In the past, our valley was not like this, and these poisonous fogs only existed after the poisonous Jiao occupied this place. Qingquan Hailong explained.

The poisonous Jiao suddenly came out of the spiritual spring, and at that time, it bit a lot of people to death.

Not only is it strong, but the poisonous mist it releases is also very powerful.

The people of their tribe were outnumbered and had to abandon their ancestral land.

However, it was fortunate that the poisonous dragon did not hunt them down after they left the valley.

"Stay up there, and when I go down and kill the poison, then you come down again. ”

After Zishu finished speaking, her mind moved, and a white rune flew out of her dantian, and suddenly, the surrounding temperature plummeted.

With a flash of light, the surrounding spiritual energy surged towards this side, and in the blink of an eye, an ice Jiao appeared in mid-air.

Zishu jumped onto the back of the Ice Jiao, and the Ice Jiao circled and swooped down towards the valley below.

A few people from the Qingquan tribe saw Zishu riding the ice Jiao into the valley, and the black mist was tumbling violently.

After a while, there was the angry roar of the poisonous Jiao.

"Qingyan City Lord, can you kill this poisonous Jiao? This is a strange beast, and its poison is also very powerful. ”

A warrior from Qingquan muttered with some concern.

I just don't know, is he worried about Zishu's safety, or is he worried that if Zishu dies, their spiritual spring will never be recovered?

As soon as the ice dragon entered the valley, Zishu opened her hands, and the poisonous mist in the valley was attracted and rushed towards her.

With the influx of poisonous mist, the poison pill in her body is also getting bigger little by little.

"Stop, damn two-legged beast, I'm going to eat you. ”

A dragon's head emerged from the spiritual spring, and with a swish, its body became larger and longer, and rushed towards Zishu in mid-air.

The strange thing is that no matter how long it runs out, its tail is hidden in the spiritual spring.

Jiaolong opened his mouth, and a mouthful of rich black mist sprayed towards Zishu.

Zishu raised her hand and grabbed it, and a vortex appeared, and not only the black mist spit out by this poisonous Jiao, but also the surrounding black mist surged towards her right hand.

At the same time, she raised her hand and threw a punch, and a five-colored rune appeared.

"Roar~"

A colorful tiger, roaring angrily, stepped on the void, and flew towards the poisonous Jiao.

At the same time, a cloud of dead qi emerged from her left wrist, mixed in the poisonous mist, and floated towards the poisonous Jiao.

The poisonous Jiao roared and spat out a mouthful of poisonous mist at the tiger, and the tiger transformed by the artistic conception was not afraid of poison at all.

It flew over and bit the poison Jiao's neck.

A wound appeared, and the poisonous Jiao struggled, but was shrouded in a cloud of black mist.

Drops of green liquid flowed from its wounds.

A scent of grass and trees emanated from its wounds.