More than 100 villagers from Mengcun drove the cart, Zhang Hu led the hunters to support them on both wings, and the group advanced on the forest path with difficulty.

Thirty carts piled high with slain barbarian heads. The pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of an unknown liquid can smoke people to the point of fainting. In order to prevent the skulls from rotting and spreading the disease, the elders of the Mongolian village used herbs to concoct all the heads, and the result was this terrible smell.

The heads of nearly two thousand barbarians, according to the amount of the bounty just offered by Xiao Meng Chengshou, this is a lot of money.

The hunters and Mengcun reached an agreement, and after sending the head to Xiaomeng City, the money was divided equally between the two sides. This money is enough to make up for the loss of Mengcun, and it is also enough for the hunters to spend days drunk and dream to death in Xiaomeng City for several months.

Beg sat on the wheel of a cart and carefully trimmed the tail of a thorn with a dagger, making the tail of the burr smooth and round. In the animal skin bag beside him, more than a hundred trimmed thorns were neatly stacked, and the tips of the thorns were shining with a faint ghostly light.

This is a thorn growing on a poisonous tree called 'Seeing Blood Seal Marquis' in the depths of Xiaomeng Mountain. Tough and sharp, and inherently poisonous, the barbarians preferred to use this tree thorn as a bow and arrow. Beg collected more than 100 tree thorns, trimmed the tail properly, and could be thrown as a hand-throwing arrow, and the power was also very great.

In this world where there are no pistols and no firearms, don't beg to rush to use local materials to enhance your self-protection strength.

Although he has obtained the inheritance of the Stealing Sutra, in the conversation with Zhang Hu, it can be seen that the water in this ghost place is very deep, and he can't do whatever he wants.

Satisfied, the last thorn was trimmed, and Beggars carefully inserted it into the animal skin sac, and tied the sac with a tendon.

Looking back at the mountains behind him, Beg raised his hands and waved them vigorously a few times.

Goodbye, Mengcun!

Beg and his entourage set off from Mengcun early yesterday morning. From Mengcun to Xiaomengcheng, there are more than 500 miles of land all the way. Replace the city guards who ride swift horses, that is, they can arrive in two or three hours. However, there were so many carts in the team, and there were piles of human heads, as well as animal skins, herbs and other things that the people of Mengcun were going to trade in Xiaomengcheng, so the speed naturally dragged down.

The dirt road ahead has come to an end, and everyone has officially walked out of this mountain. Walk more than 200 miles along a road outside the mountain, and it is Xiaomeng City. From Zhang Hu, he learned that Xiaomeng City has a population of more than 200,000, making it the largest city within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Among the more than 200,000 people, only tens of thousands of people are regular local residents, and the rest are floating populations such as the barbarian hunter team led by Zhang Hu. Barbarian hunters, rangers, all kinds of traders, and even murderous and absconding outlaws, robbers, pickpockets, and scoundrels who are abducted and abducted, do not need to be described by Zhang Hu, do not beg to imagine what kind of city it is.

The Mengcun man at the front of the team let out a few cheers, and the convoy finally walked out of the mountain forest and came to the avenue outside.

The speed at which the team moved forward became slower and slower. Beg sat on the wheel, looking at the half-soft mud on the avenue, his face suddenly darkened. This is the official road connecting Xiaomeng City to other cities? Judging from the situation of this road, Beg is a little disappointed in this ghost place. What kind of damn world did you come to?

The Mengcun people and the hunters are accustomed to this kind of road, whether they are barefoot or shoeed, they don't care about stepping on the thick mud and can't move forward, especially those men in Mengcun, all of them are tall and heavy, and the mud often splashes several feet high when they step on it.

The mud is weird, and there are some strange things mixed in it that can't be explained, such as dead rats, bugs, and all kinds of strange things. Beggar's face turned black for a while, and countless goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body.

After absorbing Le Xiaobai's soul particles and getting his perverted IQ, Beg was actually infected with a mild cleanliness habit. Bei Qi shook his head helplessly, forced himself, and stared at the mud on the ground with a strong fixation.

When you come to this world, you have to adapt to everything here. If you can't bear even a little mud, how can you survive here?

Take a deep breath, don't beg to pick up the animal skin bag, jump off the wheel, and stride forward with those men from Mengcun. The mud smeared through the simple straw sandals on his feet, and with a smile on his face, he seemed to remember the scene when he was only eleven or twelve, and he fought desperately with fierce beasts in the gladiatorial arena of the mud pit.

What we are facing today is a new world that is a million times more dangerous than those beasts, but also a million times more dangerous!

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Don't beg while walking, while laughing and the villagers of Mengcun pulled homely, the cold in the meridians of his arms gradually thickened, he refused to waste any time, and silently ran the recipe of "Water Source".

The water in the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was rapidly surging towards Bebeg, and through the palms of his palms, it quickly merged into his meridians.

There is no need to transform and smelt the aura into one's own cultivation like other cultivation methods. As soon as the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from the outside world entered Beggar's body, it immediately became a part of the Innate True Water Spiritual Gang in his body. Stealing the scriptures, stealing the scriptures, once you get it, it becomes your own, where do you still need to transform and smelt?

Relying on this special xìng, the cultivation speed of the stolen sutra is more than ten times faster than any other cultivation method!

Beqi clearly felt the slightest enhancement of his cultivation, and was happily listening to a few Mengcun men boasting about their heroism in night hunting, when he suddenly heard a miserable howl from the corner of the avenue ahead.

Dozens of horses galloping from the front, dozens of knights in gorgeous clothes and distinct armor on the mounts had white faces, and they were howling like lost dogs, and they were galloping wildly in a panic.

The knights' armor was crooked, and along the way, some of them were taking off their armor and throwing them on the ground, and they were throwing their swords and weapons around, just to lighten their loads a little and make their mounts run faster. Behind these knights, seven or eight black-clothed men were holding crossbow arrows, unhurried or slow, as if shooting a target, methodically winding up the arrows, shè out of the crossbow arrows.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen knights were shot in the back, wailing and falling from their mounts. The men fell to the ground and smashed the mud into the air. The crossbow arrows seemed to be quenched with poison, and these knights had just landed, and after a few convulsions all over their bodies, their faces stiffened and did not move.

Beg and the others collided head-on with these knights, and the knights who were already frightened screamed miserably, and frantically rode towards Beg and them. While riding wildly, the knights were still cursing frantically: "Get out of here, untouchables, get out of here!"

None of the leading Mengcun men could react, and they were hit by the front mounts as chest bumps. These mounts were extremely powerful, and the impact was terrifying, and several Mengcun men were knocked three or four feet away from the mouth spitting blood on the spot, and a large piece of their chest collapsed, obviously the bones in their chests were shattered.

"them!"

Born in the mountains and forests, Mengcun often fights with barbarians to the death, and fights with all kinds of tigers and poisonous insects almost every day, which is the most brave and barbaric. Seeing that these fleeing knights were so unreasonable, the Mengcun people who led the team immediately shouted and pulled out their weapons.

More than 100 men from Mengcun pulled out their weapons in unison, and their broadswords and heavy swords faced those knights like waves.

Only a few yells of 'hehe' were heard, and more than a dozen knights who fled for their lives on horseback spurted blood and fell to the ground. Their mounts were cut off by the Mengcun people, and they staggered forward for more than a dozen feet, and fell heavily to the ground. The knights were cut into pieces of flesh by the broadsword, and mixed in the mud indiscriminately.

In the blink of an eye, all the knights who fled frantically died tragically under the swords of the Mengcun people.

The people of Mengcun had just raised their weapons and were about to look up to the sky to cheer, when several black-clothed men who were chasing these knights behind them actually aimed their crossbow arrows at them from afar. I could only hear the sound of bowstrings, and more than two dozen powerful crossbows whistled in, deeply submerging into the bodies of several Mengcun people.

The arrow poison was so fierce that several people in Mengcun didn't snort, their bodies shook, and they fell heavily to the ground.

The incident happened suddenly, and the people of Mengcun were caught off guard, and they looked at the fallen clansmen blankly, and were stunned for a while.

Beg was the first to react, and when the men in black were busy rewinding their crossbows, he cursed and rushed towards the men in black. The speed of Beggar's running is not very fast, but it is definitely not slow, and a few ups and downs are less than ten feet away from those black-clothed people.

Grabbed it casually in the animal skin sac, and a few thorns that had just been trimmed were firmly clasped between the fingers. With a wave of his hand, the innate true water spirit in his arm poured into the thorns, and several faint blue lights burst out, hitting the throats of the five black-clothed people.

The thorns, which were four feet two or three inches long, pierced the necks of the five men in black. Several black-clothed people looked at Beg in disbelief, clasped their necks with their hands, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The remaining three black-clothed men looked at Beg in anger, and one of them scolded angrily: "Untouchables, you, you, you dare to hurt our people?"

Don't beg to step forward without saying a word, pull out a thorn casually, and stab dozens of times quickly. The three men in black couldn't see Beggar's movements clearly, they only felt a flower in front of them, and a cold wind swept around their bodies, and the thorns quickly passed through them, stabbing them like a sieve.

"Untouchables, how noble are you, you're dead, and you're not a pile of rotten meat!"

With a sneer, Beg stomped heavily on the head of the black-clothed man who opened his mouth to scold.

There was a faint sound of weapons breaking through the wind at the corner of the road ahead, and Beqi listened to it, frowned slightly, and then strode over there.

Zhang Hu had already rushed up with someone, and he grabbed Beggar's shoulder: "Brother, this kind of muddy water can't be touched!"

Zhang Hu's fingertips had already grabbed Beqi's shoulder, but Beqi's shoulder seemed to have a layer of lubricating oil, and his fingers slipped to the side.

Bei Qi turned around and smiled at Zhang Hu, his feet suddenly accelerated, and he jumped out after a few ups and downs.

Zhang Hu stomped his feet, scolded in a low voice, and followed helplessly.

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