Chapter 13

More than a hundred villagers from Meng Village drove the cart, Zhang Hu led the barbarian hunters to protect them on the wings, and the group marched on the forest path with difficulty.

Thirty carts filled with the heads of slain barbarians. The pungent bloody smell mixed with the smell of unknown medicinal liquid can make people faint. In order to prevent the heads from rotting and spreading the disease, the elders of Meng Village used herbs to concoct all the heads, which resulted in this terrible smell.

The heads of nearly 2,000 barbarians, according to the amount of the reward that Xiaomeng Cheng Shou just offered, this is a lot of money.

The barbarian hunter and Mengcun reached an agreement, and after sending the head to Xiaomeng City, the money earned will be shared equally by both parties. This amount of money is enough to make up for the loss of Mengcun, and it is also enough to make the barbarian hunters spend a few months in the city of Xiaomeng.

Wu Qi sat on the hood of a cart, carefully trimmed the tail of a burr with a dagger, and trimmed the tail of the burr so that it was round and smooth. In the animal skin bag beside him, there are more than a hundred trimmed thorns neatly stacked, and the tips of the thorns are shining with a faint light.

This is a thorn that grows on a poisonous tree called "Blood Marquis" in the depths of Xiaomeng Mountain. Tough than iron, extremely sharp, and naturally poisonous, those barbarians like to use this tree thorn as a bow and arrow. Wuqi collected more than 100 thorns and trimmed the tail properly. It can be used as a throwing arrow, and its power is also very powerful.

In this world without pistols and firearms, Wuqi can only rush to collect materials on the spot to enhance their self-protection power.

Although he has obtained the inheritance of the stolen scriptures, but in the conversation with Zhang Hu, we can see that the water in this ghost place is very deep. If you don't ask for a skill level that is equivalent to the peak of the day after tomorrow, you can't hang around as you like.

Satisfied that the last thorn was properly trimmed, Wu Qi carefully inserted it into the animal skin pouch, and tied the mouth of the pouch with an animal tendon.

Looking back at the rolling hills behind, Wu Qi raised his hands and waved them vigorously a few times.

Goodbye, Moncun!

Wuqi and his group set off from Mengcun early in the morning yesterday. From Mengcun to Xiaomengcheng, there are more than 500 miles all the way. If it was replaced by the city guards who were riding swiftly, they would be able to arrive in two or three hours. However, there were so many big carts in the team, and there were people's heads piled up on them, as well as the animal skins, herbs and other things that the Mengcun people were going to trade in Xiaomengcheng, so the speed naturally slowed down.

The dirt road ahead has come to an end, and everyone has officially walked out of this mountain. Walking along an avenue outside the mountain for more than 200 miles, it is Xiaomengcheng. It was learned from Zhang Hu that Xiaomeng City had a population of more than 200,000, making it the largest city within a few hundred kilometers.

Among the population of more than 200,000, only tens of thousands were fixed local residents, and the rest were floating populations like the barbarian hunters led by Zhang Hu. Barbarian hunters, rangers, all kinds of merchants, and even those who murdered and absconded, robbers, pickpockets, and all kinds of rogues who were kidnapped and kidnapped, don't need Zhang Hu to describe it, Wu Qi can imagine what kind of city it is.

The big man in Mengcun in front of the team cheered a few times, and the team finally walked out of the mountain forest and came to the road outside.

The speed of the team's progress became more and more slow. Sitting on the hood of the car, Wuqi looked at the semi-soft and not hard mud on the avenue, his face darkened. Is this the official road connecting Xiaomeng City to other cities? Judging from the situation on this road, Wuqi was a little disappointed in this ghost place. What kind of damned world have you come to?

Mengcun and barbarian hunters are used to this kind of road. No matter if they are barefoot or wearing shoes, they don’t care if they walk on the thick mud and can’t move forward, especially those men from Mengcun, who are tall and big. The body is heavy, and the mud often splashes several feet high when you step on it.

The color of the mud was strange, and there were some unspeakable strange things mixed in it, such as dead mice, bugs, and all kinds of strange things. Wuqi's face turned black for a while, and countless goose bumps suddenly appeared all over his body.

Absorbing Le Xiaobai's soul particles,

While gaining his perverted IQ, Wuqi was actually infected with a mild cleanliness addiction. Wuqi shook his head helplessly, forced himself, and stared at the mud on the ground intently.

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

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qi picked up the animal skin bag, jumped out of the carriage, and strode forward with the men from the Mengcun village. The mud smeared his feet and legs through the crude sandals on his feet, and Wu Qi had a smile on his face. He seemed to remember when he was only eleven or twelve years old, and he fought desperately against beasts in the mud pit arena. Fighting scene.

Today, Wu Qi is facing a brand new world that is a million times more dangerous than those beasts, but also a million times more exciting!

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Wu Qi walked, laughing and dragging with the villagers in Meng Village. The cold air in the meridians of his arms gradually became strong. He didn't want to waste any time, and silently ran the magic formula of "Water Source Chapter".

The water-attribute aura in the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth rushed toward Wu Qi rapidly, and through the palms of his palms, it quickly merged into his meridians.

There is no need to transform and smelt the spiritual energy into its own cultivation like other cultivation methods. As soon as the spiritual energy of the outside world entered Wuqi's body, it immediately became a part of the innate true water spirit in his body. If you can steal the scriptures, you can steal the scriptures. Once you get them, they become your own. Where else do you need to transform and smelt them?

Relying on this characteristic, the speed of pilfering the scriptures is more than ten times faster than that of any other cultivation method!

Wu Qi clearly felt the slightest enhancement of his own cultivation. He was happily listening to a few men from Mengcun bragging about their heroic hunting at night, when he suddenly heard a tragic howl coming from the corner of the road ahead.

Dozens of horses riding on the steeds rushed from the front. Dozens of knights in gorgeous clothes and distinct armors on the mounts were pale, and they were howling like lost dogs.

These knights' clothes and armor are skewed. On the way, some people are taking off their armor and throwing them on the ground. They even throw their swords and weapons around, just to reduce the load and make the mounts run faster. Behind these knights, seven or eight men in black are holding crossbow arrows. They are not in a hurry, just like shooting a target.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen knights were hit by arrows behind their backs, screaming and falling from their mounts. These people fell to the ground, and the mud was sprayed out far away. The crossbow bolts seemed to be poisoned, these knights twitched a few times before they landed, and their faces were black and stiff.

Wuqi and the others collided head-to-head with these knights. The knights who were already frightened and panicked screamed and rammed towards Wuqi and them in a frenzied manner. While riding wildly, these knights were still cursing frantically: "Go away, a bunch of pariahs, go away!"

The leading men from Mengcun couldn't react at once, and were hit by the horses in front of them. These mounts were unusually steed, and their impact was terrifying. Several Mengcun men vomited blood on the spot and were knocked flying three to four feet away. A large piece of their chest collapsed. Obviously, the bones in the chest were shattered.

"Fuck them!"

Mengcun villagers live in the mountains and forests, and they often fight to the death with barbarians. They fight with various tigers and poisonous insects almost every day. The most brave and barbaric. Seeing these knights fleeing so unreasonably, the Mengcun who led the team immediately shouted and pulled out their weapons.

More than a hundred men from Mengcun pulled out their weapons at once, and the broadsword and heavy sword greeted the knights like a wave.

Only a few roars of 'hehe' were heard, and a dozen knights who were rushing to flee for their lives fell to the ground spurting blood. Their mounts were chopped off by Mengcun people, and they staggered forward a dozen feet and fell heavily to the ground. The knights were even cut into pieces by broad swords, and they were randomly mixed in the mud.

In the blink of an eye, all the knights who ran for their lives tragically died under the swords of the Mengcun people.

The Mengcun people had just raised their weapons and were about to look up to the sky and cheer, when the men in black who were chasing these knights shot their crossbow arrows at them from a distance. Only the sound of bowstrings could be heard, and more than twenty crossbows roared, deeply immersing in the bodies of several Mengcun people.

The arrows were poisoned so violently that several Mengcun people didn't snort, their bodies shook and fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, the Mengcun people were caught off guard. They stared blankly at the fallen clansmen, and stood there for a while.

Wu Qi was the first to react. While the men in black were busy rewinding the crossbow, he scolded and rushed towards the men in black. The speed of Wuqi's running is not very fast, but it is definitely not slow. After a few ups and downs, he came to a place less than ten feet away from those men in black.

Grabbing it in the animal skin, the newly trimmed thorns were firmly buckled between the fingers. Wu Qi waved his hand casually, and the Innate True Water Spirit Gang poured into the thorns in his arm, and a few faint blue lights shot out, hitting the throats of the five men in black.

A thorn four feet two or three inches long penetrated the necks of the five men in black. Several men in black looked at Wu Qi in disbelief, clasped their necks with both hands, and fell to the ground in a daze.

The remaining three men in black looked at Wuqi in shock and anger, and one of them cursed angrily: "Untouchables, you, you, you dare to hurt our people?"

Wuqi stepped forward without saying a word, pulled out a thorn, and quickly stabbed dozens of times. The three men in black couldn't see Wu Qi's movements clearly, they only felt a flower before their eyes, 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 are dead, you are not a pile of rotten meat!"

With a sneer, Wu Qi stomped heavily on the head of the man in black who was swearing.

There was a faint sound of weapons breaking in the wind from the corner of the road ahead. Wuqi listened, frowned slightly, and then strode over there.

Zhang Hu has already rushed up with someone, and he grabbed Wuqi's shoulder: "Brother, this kind of muddy water can't touch it!"

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

Wuqi turned his head and smiled at Zhang Hu, his feet suddenly accelerated, and he rushed out after a few ups and downs.

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

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