"It doesn't matter what he does, try our fists first!"

Shi Bufan rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward and pinched Xuefeng's shoulder, and lifted it up with a slight force.

"Ah......h

"Help!"

"There's a ghost!"

The blood wind was so frightened that it screamed, and the six souls had no owner, struggling like crabs.

Shi Bufan aimed at his stomach and punched him directly.

Knock knock!

Because Shi Bufan used the stealth technique, neither of them could see him, only to see the blood wind floating in the air, and he was inexplicably punched several times on his body, vomiting blood in his mouth.

The woman screamed and fainted on the spot.

The bloody clothes were even worse, and he was beaten so that he couldn't speak, only to feel a sharp pain in his body, and he fainted after panting twice.

Shi Bufan is enough for his subordinates to show mercy, just teach him a lesson, with all his strength, one punch is enough to kill.

"Young Master!"

"What's wrong with the young master!"

The soldiers outside heard the movement and broke in.

Shi Bufan was not flustered, and swaggered away from the door with the help of invisibility.

When the bloody clothes woke up, they couldn't tell what was going on, but they said that the attic was haunted and didn't dare to live anymore.

Day 2.

Land outside the temple.

When Font Bo woke up, he prepared to set up a car and hurry.

He had to rush back to his tribe as soon as possible and collect the remaining fifteen sacks of grain.

Thinking of this, Feng Bo had a headache and secretly wept.

If the grain cannot be harvested, the Dafeng tribe will be wiped out.

When the grain is harvested, the tribes will starve.

In short, it's a dead end.

"Alas!"

Feng Bo led the oxen, and just as he was about to set the cart, he found that the cart was full of grain, and fifteen bags were piled up into a hill, which crushed the cart to the point that it was almost broken.

"I'm dazzled?"

Feng Bo rubbed his eyes, stepped forward and touched it, and immediately ecstatic.

"What food! God is open!"

There is no pie in the sky, but there is food.

Fonter, don't mention how happy.

"It's not a dream! It's not a dream!"

When the joy passed, he reacted that it was not God who opened his eyes, but the immortal who was traveling with him.

He hurriedly rushed into the Land Temple and knelt in front of Shi Bufan, who was meditating, "Thank you immortals for saving your life!

He didn't know what means Shi Bufan used to get food, so he didn't have to ask.

Shi Bufan nodded slightly, "Go and deliver food!"

"Yes, yes!"

Feng Bo hurriedly set up the ox cart and hurried to the granary.

These grains are not ordinarily heavy, and the cattle pull them very laboriously and with great difficulty.

Fortunately, this cow was carefully selected by Feng Bo, and its strength was much greater than that of ordinary cattle, otherwise it would not be able to pull it.

Until noon.

Outside the temple there was a mooing cow.

It should be Fonber who has returned.

Sure enough, after the cow barked three times, Feng Bo stepped into the temple with a happy face, "Immortal, I have paid all the taxes and grain, and I will come to thank the immortal again!"

Shi Bufan was still meditating, and opened his eyes slightly, "No need to worship, this matter is over, go back!"

"Yes!"

How can the great grace not worship, Feng Bo still bowed three times, and then left the land temple and drove back to the Dafeng tribe.

After Feng Bo left, the land lord came out of the ground and said with a smile: "Messenger, is there anything else you need the service of the little elder?"

Coincidentally, Shi Bufan was looking for him.

"Land, have you heard of Shenmu City?"

This was the purpose of his visit to Bloody City.

I didn't have much hope, but I had to try.

Unexpectedly, the land lord didn't think about it, and replied: "Of course I know, north of Bloody Clothes City." ”

Shi Bufan jumped up suddenly, his eyes widened, "Is there really such a place as Shenmu City?"

"Yes," the land lord trembled in fright, and he didn't know why Shi Bufan was excited, "That is the place where the Shenmu clan lives, three hundred miles away from the Bloody Cloth City, recently, the Bloody Cloth City is fighting with the Shenmu Clan, I heard that many people have died." ”

"War?" Shi Bufan was stunned.

"Yes, human beings have a short lifespan, and they always like to kill each other," the land lord sighed, "but the Bloody City and the Shenmu Clan have a hundred years of feud, so it's not strange to fight." ”

The more Shi Bufan listened to these things, the more confused he became.

The only thing he understands is that Shenmu City really exists, and it is not a fabrication by Xiangxin.

Finally found the clue!

Shi Bufan almost cried with joy, "Land, tell me what's going on!"

The land lord didn't hurry to speak, while brushing his beard, he sorted out his thoughts, and then talked about it after thinking clearly.

This land has been divided and merged since ancient times, and it was divided to the limit more than a hundred years ago, and there are almost more than 500 tribes, entrenched in all directions.

The largest of these tribes is the Blood-Coated Tribe.

At first, Bloodcoat City was just a gathering place for the Bloodcoat Clan, far from its current size and dominance.

After the Blood-Coated tribe became strong, they began to fight everywhere, conquering hundreds of tribes in ten years, unifying and integrating thousands of miles in a radius, and subjugating tens of millions of human beings.

At that time, in addition to the blood-clothed tribes, there were seventeen powerful tribes, each with its own power.

After they were defeated, they still had their own evil intentions, secretly developing their forces, and even trying to form alliances.

The patriarch of the Blood-Coated Tribe was very clever, and immediately expanded the Blood-Coated City, allowing all seventeen tribes to enter the city, saying that he wanted to rule the world with them, but in fact, he put them under his nose to watch.

In the beginning, the Seventeen Clans were indeed powerful, and any decisions made in Bloody City had to be agreed upon by them.

Later, the Bloodcoat tribe adopted a strategy of encroachment, gradually weakening the power and strength of the seventeen tribes, and when they realized that something was wrong, they were powerless to resist.

Now, the so-called Seventeen Tribes have become Seventeen Families, and they have completely become vassals of the Bloodcloth Family, although they still occupy their respective fiefdoms in Bloodcoat City, they actually do not have much power and troops.

"The Bloodcoat Clan is quite powerful. "Shi Bufan doesn't understand the rights and wrongs of the world and the struggle of forces, but the blood-clothed clan can rule over hundreds of clans for a hundred years, and he is by no means a mediocre person.

The land lord nodded, "The Bloody Clothes family is good at taming beasts, and has an extremely powerful beast cavalry, which is almost invincible, so it can conquer the hundred clans." ”

"What about Shenmu City?" Shi Bufan was obviously more concerned about Shenmu City.

The land lord asked Shi Bufan not to be in a hurry, and then he talked about Shenmu City.

It turned out that although the Bloody Cloth Clan conquered hundreds of tribes and ruled thousands of miles of territory, there was one exception.

The exception to this is the Shenmu Clan.

The Shenmu Clan is the only clan that has not surrendered to Bloodcoat City, not a hundred years ago, and still a hundred years later.

If the territory of Bloody Clothes City is compared to a picture scroll, the Shenmu Clan is a hole in the picture scroll.

Staring at this hole every day, Bloody City is of course uncomfortable, and it has been trying hard to fill the hole for hundreds of years, but it has failed.

No, recently, Bloody Clothes City and the Shenmu Clan have been at war again, and they are fighting fiercely.

"Does the Shenmu Clan have the help of immortals, can fight for a hundred years without defeat?" Shi Bufan said in surprise.

No matter how you look at it, the Bloody City that rules the hundred clans is a giant.

The Shenmu clan fought alone, and they were ants at the feet of giants.

How do ants fight giants?

The land lord smiled, "The envoy said that the immortals will never get involved in the struggle of forces in the world, it is really the people of the Shenmu clan who are brave and good at fighting, and the Shenmu City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it has been a stalemate with the Bloody City for a hundred years." ”

"I see," Shi Bufan flashed his big thick arm and joked: "There must be a lot of strong men like me in the Shenmu Clan, one top ten!"

The land lord shook his head again and again, with a disgusted face, "The envoy doesn't know, the Shenmu clan is all women, where are there any strong men!"