There are murderous intentions hidden everywhere in the 100,000 mountains, and no one can say that they are absolutely safe inside. Even the local people in southern Xinjiang are the same, every time they enter the mountains, they are as if they have been closed by a ghost gate. Of course, there are some exceptions to this, and that is some people who practice witchcraft and use poison magic.

Then this 100,000 mountain is a treasure land for them, and it contains countless wealth. These people are often despised by people in the rivers and lakes, and in the final analysis, it is caused by the fear of these unknown things.

If it weren't for the corpse of the Bafang Pavilion that he had seen before, Xue Yi would have thought that this 100,000 mountain was not as terrible as the legend. Walking in the mountains and forests, the insects and birds from time to time make the forest particularly quiet. Walking in it, if you don't speak, it's as if you can hear your own heartbeat.

After walking for a long time, the sky gradually became dark, and the night was about to fall, if the 100,000 mountains in the day were abyssal dangers, then the 100,000 mountains in the night were hell. The dangers that lurk in the darkness will come out in the dark.

"I can't tell that night will go in an hour! The night here is terrible, and we must get to one of the tribes on its side before it falls. That tribe is called the 'Cloth Clan', and it has some friendship with our Witch King Valley" Fu Bingqing looked up at the sky and then said, her smooth neck exposed in the air, and her delicate side face was coveted.

"Since you have entered the mountain, then everything is up to you!" Xue Yi didn't look at Fu Bingqing much and said lightly.

Fu Bingqing looked back at the blood and smiled slightly, and then continued to walk forward. Chi Bing in Xueyi's arms was already asleep, snoring faintly.

After walking for about half an hour, Xueyi saw a tribe, this tribe was built in the woods, the tribe's buildings were made of bamboo, the south was rainy and insect-like, and the bamboo houses were built in the air one foot above the ground. Scattered houses are scattered throughout the tribe. It was not yet completely dark, and there were still many children running back and forth in the tribe.

Instead of laughter, Fu Bingqing walked into the tribe with Xueyi, before entering the village, Fu Bingqing stopped Xueyi, and then took out a fire fold in his arms, opened it and blew it with his mouth, and a faint fragrance wafted out. Fu Bingqing folded the fire around him, and after sparing a circle of blood. put it away, and then led the way in.

Bloody, puzzled, he asked. "What's the point?"

"This is our southern tradition, before entering a tribe, we must cleanse ourselves with incense to remove bad luck from outside. Although this is said, there is also a basis, some poisonous insects and beasts will follow you with your scent, and if you enter the tribe and smoke it with incense, you will lose your breath. Grow your knowledge!" Fu Bingqing said with a smile.

"Live and learn!" said Xueyi. He's learned a lot along the way.

As soon as the two had entered the tribe, several men gathered around them, the leader of whom had some headbands made of rags tied around his head, and wore a leather wallet made of wild beasts on the upper body, revealing his dark and muscular skin, and sackcloth shorts on the bottom. At this time, the face was not good, looking at the blood one or two people.

"Who are you?" said the man.

"I'll see your leader, Emine!" Fu Bingqing clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to the young man at the head, and said.

"Come with me!" the young man said in a deep voice after looking at the blood and smelling the scent on them. Then he turned around and walked to the very middle of the tribe with the blood and the two of them.

When he walked in front of a large bamboo building, the man paused, turned to Xueyi and said. "Meet our leader, you have to untie the weapon on your body and hand it over to us for safekeeping!" After speaking, he stared at the Qingxuan Sword behind the bloody body.

Xueyi's face was a little displeased, and Fu Bingqing directly pointed at the young man's nose with one hand and said. "Do you know who I am? He's my entourage, what's wrong with the weapon? Without my permission, I'll see who can take his weapon down!!"

Xueyi touched his nose a little funny, and laughed secretly in his heart, when did he become her entourage.

"In that case, there is nothing to say, it will be dark, it is better for you to go out to our tribe!" said the young man, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"You!!" Fu Bingqing was furious, her face was red but she couldn't say a word, this young man was so cunning, and he killed them with a word.

"Let them in!

A voice came from inside the bamboo house. A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, but he bowed down anyway. The leader of a tribe is usually the most respectable person, and his skills should be the best among them. Therefore, the majesty of the chief is unmatched among the tribes.

"Hmph!" Fu Bingqing snorted heavily as he passed by the young man, and walked towards the house proudly. Blood One is also a close second.

When you open the door, you can see the furnishings in the house, which are stylish and every appliance is extremely exquisite. An old man sat on a chair made of bamboo, rocking a fan leisurely. Seeing Fu Bingqing come in, she said with a faint smile on her wrinkled face, "Niece Fu, what kind of wind blew you over?"

"Uncle Eminem, I don't miss you, so I came to see you!" Fu Bingqing walked to the old man's side with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently tapped on him.

"You girl, you've been away from home for so long, your daddy is going crazy looking for you!" Eminem said with a smile.

"He won't miss me, he can't wait to catch me and go back to that guy as a wife! I won't go back in the future!" Fu Bingqing said angrily.

"You, since you're here, stay for a few days, and Uncle will prepare some delicious food for you!

"He's my entourage!I'm going to stay with you tonight, but we still have something to do, and I'll come back to you when it's done!" Fu Bingqing smiled.

"In that case, that's fine, Ku will let you take the two of them down, arrange a place to stay, and prepare some delicious food to entertain them!" As soon as the words fell, the man at the door walked in and gave his hand down.

After the blood and the two left, Eminem stood up from his position, walked to the window and looked at the back of the blood and the two, and waved his hand into the darkness. A sturdy figure flashed in.

"The daughter of the witch king is here, you quickly go and tell the third prince. ”

"Yes!!"

After the man in black disappeared, a long sigh was heard from inside the room.

"The form of the Southland is precarious, if it is not a monolith, then all that awaits us is destruction!"

After a brief tidying up in the bamboo building, the blood and the two were invited to a place where a pergola was built in the open space of the tribe. At this time, quite a few people have already arrived. Huge long bamboo tables are filled with all kinds of delicacies, and bonfires are lit around them.

Some children were already walking and shouting from place to place, men were busy leaning on the sheep, women were singing and dancing, and one or two of them were infected by the celebratory atmosphere. Be in a good mood.

The crowd surrounded the two of them and sent them to the middle of the table. Then everyone sat down and raised their glasses in celebration.

"My name is Ku Envoy, I'm really sorry just now, we also do things according to the rules! If you offend this glass of wine, it will be an apology!" said Ku Envoy loudly.

"Out of the way!" said with a wave of his hand.

With the help of the moonlight bonfire, the women of the Qiyi clan presented a dance with national characteristics to the blood one or two. This is already the highest standard of hospitality for them. Xueyi also drank a lot of wine, and his face was slightly red. He smelled a faint scent of gardenia in the air, and his brow furrowed slightly.

"This is the smell of lilacs, although it is cloves, but his taste is the taste of gardenias, which is extremely common in various tribes in the south, and is specially used to disperse insects and ants" Fu Bingqing also drank a lot of wine today, and his face was slightly drunk. His eyes looked straight at Xueyi.

Holding a small pot of wine with the characteristics of the Yiyi clan in his hand, his index finger gently slid over Xueyi's cheek, and said lightly, "Follower, do you want to come to the palace tonight!" Slender fingers slid over his cheeks to bring a strange feeling, and Xueyi moved his body and said, "I'm your hall master, don't be big or small!" said majestically.

"Pretend to be calm!" Fu Bingqing laughed, didn't pierce it, drank some wine and fell asleep on the table.

Xueyi was a little cramped, and he stood up and wanted to go out for a walk.

Suddenly, Chi Bing woke up from his deep sleep and snorted in the direction of the jungle in front of him, and he suddenly woke up with blood, and he also sensed that something seemed to be happening in the woods not far from the tribe.

A dodge vanished in place, and a few bits of blood appeared outside the tribe, moving back and forth among the huge branches in the forest by the moonlight. Getting closer and closer, Xueyi seemed to be in a no-man's land in the dark night, and it was not until the sound of ping-pong fighting came from front that he stopped, gathered his body, and approached under the cover of the shadow of the tree.

There were four men fighting in front of them, three men and one woman. The clothes on his body were those of the Bafang Pavilion. The man at the head was a pale, withered man. At this time, they were fighting a black black panther. The panther was swarthy and did not have a single variegated hair.

Exceptionally handsome, two huge fangs exposed in the air, with crystal saliva hanging from them. The limbs are well-proportioned and explosive. The encirclement of four people surrounded the black panther, but their formation did not seem to be so complete, and they were helpless in the face of the black panther.

"It's all your fault, I killed Lin Er, and now we all have to die here!" said one of the men.

"Hmph, you didn't say that when you killed him, now that I think about it, without one person, our formation is incomplete, but don't you want to think about it, if it weren't for Lin Er's death, would we be alive now?"

"I don't want to die!!!" the woman seemed to have fallen under the spell, dropped her sword, and ran towards the forest in fear.

The faces of the other three changed drastically!

(End of chapter)