Gu Qing had heard the tribal elders say that the city of Yunli in the south was rich in camellia, and all the royal tribes had to send tea merchant envoys to transport tribute tea all the way, but he didn't expect that these three men with superb riding skills were really people from the horse clan in Yunli City!

"These tribute teas were transported from Yunli City all the way away, right?"

"It is the son of the Guo family under the horse, with a single name and a sharp word. The cheeky man crossed his shoulders and saluted politely, which was the etiquette of the Yunli City tribe.

For generations, the Kuma people have made a living by trafficking tribute tea, and the Kuma Guo family is the leader in the Yunli tea shop.

Guo Feng, also known as "Ma Qi'er", was the commander of the pioneer battalion under the Elder Yishu of the Yunli City Clan. He was proficient in martial arts and brave, and won the respect of Elder Ishu, but he was later implicated in the rebellion of the Shaoji Clan, and was exiled to the remote villages of Yunli City, where he and several sworn brothers trafficked camellia for a living.

Gu Qing saw that Guo Feng's ten fingers were long, strong and powerful, and his nails were neatly trimmed, which was caused by practicing finger kung fu all year round.

"I don't know what kind of good tea is produced by Nanfang Yunli?" Gu Qing asked curiously.

"Yun Li's specialty, mountain Ji wood. ”

"Well, 'there is a mink in the north, and Ji Mu is born in the south', the people in the village often chant, but unfortunately only the royal family of the virtual rat clan is qualified to taste it, where can we, the poor and remote countrymen, afford to drink!"

Bai Xingchen was stunned for a moment and said, "There are many in the car, do you want to drink, junior brother?"

He stood up abruptly and strode towards the tea cart.

Bai Xingchen grew up in the Golden Light Cave since he was a child, as long as he was in a bad mood, he bullied Lan Haoyue to relieve the pressure, no one dared to grab the things he liked, and the biggest regret was that there was no way to grab Senior Brother Gu's Qiankun lock.

When he saw that Gu Qing actually said that the tribute tea was so precious, he was very unconvinced, how could I not drink what the royal family could enjoy?

I saw him walk to the carriage and grab the sack, which was so light that it could be easily supported with three fingers, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, scratched his scalp, and said in confusion: "This thing is so light, is it full?"

Gu Qing was almost fainted by him, Senior Brother Bai, Senior Brother Bai, can you not be ashamed?

Guo Feng knew that this Bai Xingchen must have lived in Beihai for a long time to practice, and naturally he had never seen what camellia was.

The blue-shirted young man didn't hold back, and laughed: "Haha, it turns out that you want to eat it as a meal?" The camellia is fragrant like orchid cinnamon and tastes like sweet rain, so you can only taste tea before going to bed after a meal, self-cultivation and self-cultivation, and the wonder is endless!"

Bai Xingchen grew up in the Golden Light Cave since he was a child, how would he understand that on the Xingmang Continent, eating bubbles and enjoying are completely different things.

Bai Xingchen's eyes rolled, and he rushed to the blue-shirted young man's side with a "whirl", grabbed the blue-shirted boy's arm, and pulled out a short gun from his waist, and the tip of the spear shook and was already against his nose.

This sequence of actions is incredibly fast and creepy.

In the realm of Bai Xingchen Xuanmen Dan God, when the breath is circulating, he can take the head of a person within a hundred zhang in an instant, this kind of thing is definitely not a joke!

The blue-shirted young man was startled, and his body froze.

Guo Feng shouted loudly: "Little brother, be merciful!"

Gu Qing scolded angrily: "What are you doing?"

"What's all the fuss? Can't I just joke with him?" Bai Xingchen glared at the blue-shirted young man fiercely, inserted the short gun in his hand back into his belt hard, and turned to leave.

The blue-shirted young man's arms were still raised in mid-air, slowly relaxed, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth and looked at Guo Feng, and said nothing.

Guo Feng was secretly surprised in his heart, the two unattractive young men in front of him were so hidden, and between their gestures, the mystical method was unfathomable, but he was afraid that among the disciples of the four holy lands, there were few such supernatural skills, and it would be even more difficult to find opponents in the Xingmang Continent tribes.

Guo Feng and the weak scholar glanced at each other, and their hearts moved.

"The coast of the North Sea is really full of heroes, I don't know what to call the two little brothers?"

"Uncle Guo doesn't have to be polite, under Gu Qing, this is my senior brother Bai Xingchen, don't take care of him in the future, I hope to bear with me if I offend. ”

Guo Feng introduced the blue-shirted boy and the weak scholar one by one, the blue-shirted boy "Flying Gun Zhang Huan", and Guo Feng are sworn brothers, and they are quite famous in Yunli City, while the weak scholar is a member of the Canglao clan in the western foothills of the West, surnamed Du, and the compound character is Qingfeng.

It turned out that these three carts of tea bags were not the tribute tea of the virtual rat royal family, but Guo Feng and Zhang Huan traveled eastward to the tribe of the Qianjiao tribe in Wuyan City. It was only because Zhuge Yaoguang, the elder of the Fanlong clan, mutiny in Kuishui Pass and blocked all the tea inns, and the two brothers did not dare to take risks, and they happened to have a good relationship with Du Qingfeng of the Cangjiao clan in Xilu City, so they had to change their itinerary and come to the northwest.

"Why don't you go directly from the path of the Shaoji Clan's territory, and do you want to go around Xuanling City?"

Even if the Dragon Clan blocks the eastbound route, your road will be too long, right? This horse Guo Feng seems to have something to hide.

He said that he went to Xilu City to meet Du Qingfeng, which makes sense, but now he suddenly wants to go north to Xuanling, what is this going on?

Du Qingfeng knew that although the two teenagers in front of him were young and had little tribal experience, they were cautious and were no worse than them in life, so he smiled and said: "Brother Gu doesn't know, since we have to transport tribute tea, we definitely don't dare to take the small road! Now that the tribe is in turmoil, it is safe to go to the big city, and it is a last resort to go around such a big circle. ”

"Tribute tea, there are people who dare to rob it?"

"Your peers call you brother and sister on the surface, maybe they will sell you tomorrow. ”

Well, this is really a very high level, is he scolding Senior Brother Bai around the corner? Gu Qing was amused in his heart, these three people and three horsemen dared to traffic royal tribute tea on the Xingmang Continent without the protection of any escort queue, if they were not capable and confident, then there must be something wrong with their brains.

Bai Xingchen heard them talk about the tribute tea, and became very interested, since it is tribute tea, of course it is expensive, if I rob these tea bags and sell them, haha, wouldn't I make a fortune? Wait until I buy a big house in the big city, and then raise a few slaves to serve Lao Tzu! Senior Brother Gu, for the sake of him giving me the daughter of the thirteen langs, let's also find him a wife, and if you are bored, you can also ask him to rub the rice steamed buns for me to eat!

He was fantasizing about a relaxed and happy life, when he heard a slight wind blowing, the occasional click of gravel on the grassy path in the distance, and the silence fell silent in the blink of an eye.

Bai Xingchen pricked up his ears and said, "Senior brother, did you say that it was a hare that ran over just now?"

Gu Qing smiled: "I listen to the sound of the landing, there are at least three of them." ”

"Do you want to bet?"

"How to bet?"

"If it's three, I lose. ”

"Okay, if you lose, don't give me Thirteen Lang's daughter, I won't be blessed!"

The two of you are talking about a few rabbits, Guo Feng and the three of them were confused, they all had inexplicable expressions, these two Xuanmen disciples were playing tricks, I don't know what tricks they want to play?

Bai Xingchen's eyes rolled, without saying a word, he shifted his shape and transposition, and with a "whoosh" sound, he got into the barren grass on the roadside path.

said that he was "drilling", because his body actually ran away against the ground, and Guo Feng and the three of them were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a strange body style, and they were secretly frightened.

Suddenly there was a loud shout from the depths of the trees!

Two black figures roared upwards and soared into the sky!

The sword shines!

Suddenly vanished.

"Good body!"

Guo Feng was calm and relaxed, and suddenly roared! The echo echoed endlessly between the mountains, and for a while, the trees shook the grass and slanted, and the leaves fell all over the sky!

Gu Qing's heart was shocked, and he thought to himself, this Uncle Guo has a lot of internal strength, and he has a bit of a kingly demeanor, and the people of the Kuoma clan should not be underestimated.

In the distance, there was the sound of clanging and clanging blades intersecting, and Bai Xingchen was heard scolding in the woods: "What the hell, dare to use a knife and a gun in front of your grandfather?"

Unexpectedly, the three of them rode all the way north, and they were followed unknowingly, if it wasn't for Gu Qing's senior brother to find out, maybe their heads suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night, and they were also at a loss!

Guo Feng finally believed at this moment that these two Xuanmen disciples were not playing tricks, and they did have real materials.

When I looked up, three black dots suddenly appeared in the gray clouds!

The three jet-black figures rushed down in the direction of the Seven Star Pavilion, but it was Bai Xingchen who flew to chase the two black-clothed people in front of him, his toes intersecting and kicking in the air, like fallen leaves swaying in the wind, and the two of them landed lightly on the three carriages at the same time, exactly the same.

The two of them wore masks with blue fangs on their faces, and one of the men in black kicked the tea bag a few times, and his whole body fell into the carriage, "Oops!" With a loud shout, he ran out of the bottom of the carriage and crawled out! The other man in black suddenly looked up and saw Gu Qing, and the sword light in his hand shook, stabbing Gu Qing in the throat!

He couldn't help but say that he killed the killer, if Gu Qing in front of him was just an ordinary tribal boy, how could he avoid the sharp sword blade of the attack at this moment?

A thought flashed through Gu Qing's mind.

The law of the jungle has been predestined since ancient times.

If everyone in the Xingzhu tribe had the Mahayana exercises, Yanyang Village would not have been poisoned by the goblins! At this time, he had a sense of anger in his heart, and he actually had the urge to pounce and bite the man in black to death.

Ding! The long sword in his hand snapped!

Gu Qing's iron fist has hit the head of the man in black!

The man in black was like a fluttering fallen leaf, his body flew out diagonally, rolling several feet away on the ground, blood splashed for a while, and the grimace mask was shattered by Gu Qing's iron fist, his liver and brain were smeared, and he was killed!

Gu Qing's punch is full of strength, and the wind beast can't resist it, let alone the ordinary man in front of him, flesh and blood?