The rain in Leizhou, southwest of Daxia, came and went quickly. Almost at the moment when the three men from Nightmare Division were communicating with the old lady, the heavy rain that was originally pouring stopped in the blink of an eye.

After the continuous roaring rain in the ears suddenly stopped, everything around him seemed extremely quiet.

The kind old lady in the yard who had been helping others all her life was obviously a little frightened by the situation in front of her. She subconsciously took a step back, and was gently supported by Yoruichi. Then she slowly sat down with her help.

The old man looked at the extremely young faces of Lin Xiao and Tie Zhu in front of him, thought for a while and then asked:

"Your Majesty, are you going to start a war against the Southern Barbarians?"

"The entire army has gathered its elite troops to suppress the Southern Barbarians forever!"

Lin Xiao's response contained an extremely strong killing intent, but the old lady didn't show any excitement. Instead, she kept murmuring:

"But you are still children. Look at you. You are going to the battlefield at such a young age. Those deserters have no ethics. They drink hair and blood and are extremely cruel. You should not be on the battlefield. We men in Leizhou have never been afraid of anything.

, just leave it to them."

"Don't worry, mother-in-law, we are practitioners and will take good care of ourselves."

Lin Xiao laughed softly, and an extremely warm feeling was deeply injected into the heart of this young man who had suffered a great change. His father died in battle, his younger brother became demented, and he almost collapsed. Even if he was willing to enter the demonic realm, he still couldn't.

The warm fire that comes without warning in the human world suddenly has the meaning of protection.

"Mother-in-law, if we talk about young, the really young ones are our Majesties. Your Majesty has only just reached the crown, but he has already done such earth-shattering things, so mother-in-law, don't underestimate us young people."

Ye Yi's joking voice sounded next to her, causing the old lady to squint her eyes again and said with a smile:

"Our Majesty's reputation is well known to me, an old woman who has never been out of the house. Next time the Holy Lord passes by my door and leaves the city, I will take a look at it from a distance and be satisfied."

After a while, three figures in black robes walked out of the corridor lined with large umbrellas on both sides. The three of them had just appeared on the street, and a group of barbarian soldiers who were already waiting in formation beat their chests and saluted at the same time.

The leader, an extremely young armor-piercing youth, took a step forward and roared:

"Lieutenant of the Wilderness Military Academy, Zhong Lizhan, respectfully welcomes our colleagues from the Nightmare Division."

The three of them returned the favor, and from under the robe, Ye Yi's young voice came out:

"We are waiting to see the King of the Western Barbarians."

"The deserters have been rioting for days. Grandpa has been on the border front these days. Please follow me to the Western Barbarian Palace first and then discuss it."

After Ye Yi and the others paused for a moment, they immediately spoke with a firm voice:

"Time is tight, go directly to the Nanman border."

If the entire Central Plains of China is described as a huge continent, then this Southern Barbarian jungle is actually an island outside the Central Plains and connected to the mainland. The place where the two intersect is called by the people of Daxia,

The border of the southern barbarians, and in the mouths of the indigenous people in the jungle, this border has another name, the border of hell.

Deep in the jungle of the Southern Barbarians, the ancestral home of the Huang clan.

Countless howls and voices of harmony came from it, and a huge bonfire burned brightly. On top of the bonfire, an extremely huge jungle beast was skinned and cramped, and was placed on top of it. A stream of blood dripped from the top, and then

It turned into bursts of bloody smoke, and the smell of blood filled the surrounding area, making it look extremely barbaric.

An extremely tall Desolate warrior with his upper body exposed and his whole body and face covered with totems had an expressionless face. He held a sharp weapon and turned his back to the bonfire, blocking the countless greedy eyes around him.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from nowhere and quickly grabbed the animal meat above the campfire. However, a branch was cut into a sharp spear one step ahead of it, and it pierced the entire palm violently, followed by a sound of pain.

The extremely wailing sound was directly nailed to the ground.

"I advise you not to make any more noise. The chief is entertaining distinguished guests. If you are disturbed, ten of your heads will not be enough to cut off, even if you are a direct descendant of the big tribe."

The spear-wielding warrior with cold eyes looked calmly at the young man on the ground who was clenching his teeth and covering his hands. The young man below with an eagle totem painted on his face had malicious eyes and a gloomy voice.

"If a mere guardian warrior dares to hurt me, you are finished. Our warriors from the Falcon Tribe will skin you and remove your bones, using your head as a container, just like they did to those barbarians and humans."

Before the young man could finish his cruel words, the spear had already penetrated his head in an instant under his incredible eyes, causing blood to flow out.

The extremely burly spear-wielding warrior looked around and said coldly:

"No matter how big a tribe you come from, when you arrive at the ancestral court, stay with me and put away those crooked thoughts in your heart, otherwise your death will be in vain."

After a while, the strong fragrance of the beast meat on the campfire gradually emerged. The spear-wielding warrior stuck the spear in his hand on the ground, then took a large plant similar to a lotus leaf and a knife with extremely rough workmanship.

He cut off a large plate from the tenderest part of the giant beast, and then walked gently towards a huge tent not far away.

As soon as he reached the tent door, he heard an extremely wild laugh.

"The old immortal of the barbarians finally breathed his last. The sons of our clan broke into the ancestral palace of the barbarians a few days ago and killed countless people who were groveling and groveling. It is a pity that the newly sealed clan girl ran away.

But it’s not a big problem. I’ve discovered its whereabouts and want to run to the limbo of hell and dream.”

After hearing this, the young man at the tent door's face changed slightly, and then immediately returned to normal. He gently opened the curtain, held the animal meat, and walked inside.

Inside the tent, there were two groups of people sitting on the left and right.

To the right sat a group of extremely burly deserters, led by an extremely strong middle-aged man with a black beard braided down on his chest, and a roaring giant-shaped totem carved on his body and face. He was shouting at this moment.

A very arrogant and crazy laugh.

In the entire southern wilderness island jungle, the two tribes of the wilderness and the barbarians were sworn enemies. Now that they had broken through the ancestral court of the barbarians with their own hands, why should he not be excited and crazy?

The chiefs of the big tribes behind him were also laughing maniacally and patting the wooden tables in front of them. They were also looking forward to it.

It is expected that the food, utensils, rich hunting land, and even people that originally belonged to the Desolate tribe, whether men, women or children, are all important goods to them.

Different from the right side, opposite these people, there is only a single figure sitting alone. The figure is not tall, the face is blurred, and occasionally there are ripples like ripples on the lake.

He quietly watched the increasingly wild celebrations of the deserters in front of him, his eyes as calm as if he were looking at a group of apes.

After a while, a tribal chief began to propose that women come in to serve. The figure finally spoke softly. The voice was very soft, but it was extremely harsh and penetrated everyone's ears.
Chapter completed!