"The Red Blood Mountain Range is the road leading to the Twisted Yang Mountain, and there are a lot of mountain visitors in the past, so naturally there will be thieves. However, with the strength of this little brother, there is naturally nothing to worry about. ”

Sang Lao said lightly.

"Thank you. ”

Jing Shaoling stood up and arched his hands, ready to leave.

He hurriedly stood up, looked at Jing Shaoling, and stopped talking.

Jing Shaoling sighed, took out a few copper coins from the storage bag and gave them to him, and said, "Here you go." ”

Although he was a little disappointed after looking at a few copper coins, he thought about not wanting to do it in vain, so he happily accepted it.

Jing Shaoling rode away on a colorful sacred cow.

Standing outside the thatched hut, waiting for Jing Shaoling to leave, he re-entered the thatched hut, and asked Sang Lao: "Sang Lao, is this person really a totem warrior?"

Sang Lao glanced at him and sneered, "Are you suspicious of me?"

"Don't dare!"

He hurriedly shook his head.

Sang Lao pursed his lips and said coldly: "This time it's your kid's luck, next time your eyes will be brighter, don't make up your mind to everyone, otherwise I don't know how you died!"

He couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and then said with a flattering look: "Sang Lao, that kid shouldn't have found anything just now, right?"

"There will definitely be doubts, after all, his people were brought by you, but the news is true, you don't have to worry that he will find out that we are red blood thieves, the Totem Realm warriors are worth a lot of money, I hope the big leader can take him down, otherwise you and I will run away!"

Sang Lao said faintly, with a cruel smile on his face.

He said confidently: "The big leader is the totem warrior of the big clan, and he is the descendant of the Xuanyuan clan, how can his strength be comparable to this kid, you can rest assured!"

"Hehe..... actually, it's best to fight for both sides, so that the best old man can ....."

Sang Lao's eyes were deep, and he said meaningfully, revealing a hint of a conspiracy smile.

Surprised: "Sang Lao, do you want to .....?"

"Go, let the news go to the big chief, and say that the fat sheep is coming!"

Sang Lao waved his hand and commanded.

He lowered his head and didn't dare to ask more, so he hurriedly walked out, took out a very small peak bird from his sleeve, and then took out a blue paint and painted it on the hummingbird, fed the hummingbird a soybean, and the hummingbird chirped happily, and then spread its wings and flew into the distance.

Two hundred miles to the west, is the Red Blood Mountains, Jing Shaoling rode the colorful sacred cow into a cloud of smoke galloped away, and it didn't take a few hours to come to the Red Blood Mountains, this mountain range is huge, the peaks are stacked, no less than hundreds of miles.

The rocks in the mountain seem to be red, and the sun shines through a bright red, looking red, like blood watering, which has a unique style.

"It's worthy of being called the Red Blood Mountain Range, it's really red!"

Jing Shaoling sighed.

It's just that this mountain range is so big, how can I find the burial place of that demon clan's big man, it's really nerve-wracking!

Jing Shaoling had a headache.

This wilderness is too big, if there is no map, I don't know when he will be able to reach the Western Wilderness, which is why he came here without tireless work

Because, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, the map must also be found, which is related to the success or failure of his mission.

Looking up at the front of the mountain range, Jing Shaoling looked around and found that there was a huge gap in the middle of the mountain range not far ahead, which seemed to be a natural formation, dividing the mountain range into two sections, leading straight to the depths of the mountain range, which looked like a winding giant snake from a distance.

"This road must be the road leading to Twisted Yang Mountain, I heard that there are red blood thieves infested, and I don't know if it's true or not?"

Jing Shaoling groaned, and after thinking about it, he still drove the sacred cow to go, how could a thief be concerned.

Soon came to the gap, this gap is not more than ten zhang wide, on both sides are peaks and cliffs, looking up can only see the extremely narrow sky, like a line, extremely sinister.

The gap leads straight to the front, the road is open, Jing Shaoling drove the sacred cow into and walked forward slowly.

At this time, there is an eagle hovering in the air above the cliff, as if hunting for food, and it can't stop chirping. It seems to see Jing Shaoling and the sacred cow, suddenly spread his wings and fly towards the east, and land on a high peak, there is a village on this peak, and there is a plaque hanging on the door of the village, and a few big characters are written crookedly, "Red Blood Village".

This is the base camp of the famous Red Blood Thieves nearby, entrenched in the Red Blood Mountains, who make a living by robbing passing mountain guests, and are extremely vicious and famous.

The eagle landed in the stockade and flew into a very large wooden hut, in which eight men were sitting, all with fierce faces and bare chests and stomachs, drinking and chatting.

One of the middle-aged men sat at the top, bald, wearing two huge gold rings on his ears, a string of white bone beads around his neck, green eyes, extremely thin lips, and a nose like an eagle's hook, which looked extremely sinister and vicious.

When the man saw the eagle flying, he hurriedly raised his arm, and the eagle flew on his arm, making a sharp chirp, and the man immediately laughed when he heard it: "Haha, brothers, the fat sheep is here, follow me to slaughter the sheep!"

When the other seven heard this, they immediately stood up and burst out laughing.

However, one of them reminded: "Big brother, will that old guy with Sang One-Eyed be uneasy and kind?"

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said disdainfully: "How can I not know the character of this old guy, but the village has not been opened for so long, and the mouths of the brothers have long faded out of a bird.

"Fourth, you are really a coward, Sang One-eyed, this old guy was kicked out by us at the beginning, even if there is resentment in his heart, what is it, the eldest brother is a descendant of the Xuanyuan tribe, and his strength is even afraid of several old guys in Silver Wolf City, even if he has any ideas, it is useless in the face of absolute power. ”

A fat man said complimentally, looking at the bald man with a flattering face.

"That's not it, the eldest brother's strength is the best in the world, it's just because he is guarding ....."

"Shut up!"

The bald man was furious, his eyes were as wide as a cow, and he stopped one of his subordinates, who seemed to know that he had leaked his mouth, and quickly closed his mouth, and laughed non-stop.

"Hehe, fifth brother, you have forgotten the instructions of the eldest brother, don't say it, don't say it

！”

One laughed and squeezed his eyebrows.

"Okay, no matter what thoughts Nasang One-Eyed has, he has always had some credit for selling stolen goods for us over the years, I believe he won't be so ignorant, and go down the mountain with me, it's too late!"

The bald man waved his hand, and immediately walked out of the house with a group of people, with a roar, nearly 100 minions poured out next to him, happily gathered together, all of them knew that the owner of the village was going to do a big deal, this was a big deal, and they were very happy.

(End of chapter)