Chapter 6: Mountain People ()

This is a dense forest. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see that the night is endless and full of tall and thick trees. A few night birds were suddenly frightened, hiding in the dark shadows of the bushes, making sharp and unpleasant screams, making the mountains and forests at night a little more ferocious out of thin air.

The rapid sound of the grass blades rubbing, and one end was often 100 feet long, and the black tiger jumped out of the grass in panic.

Before the black tiger's four feet were touching the ground, the void in front of it suddenly twisted, and Wuqi, whose body was burnt and almost covered with plasma, fell out heavily, and hit the black tiger heavily. The fierce black tiger instinctively slapped Wuqi's head, and the tiger's claws as big as a palm fan brought a gust of wind, which could slam a stone into pieces.

A few shouts came from the forest behind, and five or six arrows shot up rapidly with a shrill sound of breaking the wind.

The grass was startled again, and the three beasts with antlers were born like elks, but only the middle of their heads rushed out with three strong men in thick burlap clothes.

When the black tiger heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air from behind, it had no time to break Wuqi's head, and it twisted its waist in a hurry, and its huge body moved to the side. The arrow barely brushed its body and passed by. A few cold stars pressed against the black tiger's black fur that exuded a strange luster flashed quickly, and the sharp arrow brought out several thin tiger hairs.

The black tiger that was so scared that it was not yet on the ground, the three strong men had already driven their mounts to rush behind it.

A pure iron spear as thick as a small sea bowl rushed to the abdomen of the black tiger. The strong man holding the spear took advantage of the rapid rushing force of the mount. The heavy body of the black tiger, at least two or three thousand kilograms, was immediately led to a tilt to the side.

The body lost its balance, and the black tiger was unstable when it landed on the ground, and rolled on the ground in a mess.

The other two strong men made sharp and hissing sounds. They howled rudely, and each sword brought a heavy sound of breaking the wind and slashed at the vital points of the black tiger's neck. The unstable black tiger had no time to dodge, and the sword hit the left and right sides of its neck. In the dark mountains and forests, two blood springs several feet high were squirting out quickly.

The black tiger let out a desperate roar, and raised all its strength and twisted its waist and hips hard. The tiger tail, which was as thick as a sea bowl, swept out with a strong wind. The strong man holding a big knife had no time to dodge, and was hit by the tiger tail and flew seven or eight feet away in the chest.

A sound of a broken rib came, and the strong man who was knocked away sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood in the air, landed on the ground and rolled a few times, and was unable to get up any longer.

The strong man who had just picked up the black tiger and roared angrily, and the iron spear hit him like a poisonous python, stabbing it into the black tiger's neck.

Several more arrows shot from behind, and they were shot on the fleshy and round buttocks of the black tiger. The arrows were quenched with extremely strong anesthetics. The black tiger suffered several severe injuries, and its body twitched and crawled on the ground for a while, and finally became stiff.

Several strong men riding strange-shaped elk and holding strong bows slowly rode out of the grass, and everyone cheered in unison.

The man holding an iron spear dropped his weapon, jumped off his mount in a hurry, grabbed his companion who was pulled away by the tiger's tail, and brought him to the neck where the tiger was bleeding. The injured man hurriedly opened his mouth and swallowed the tiger's blood. Not long after, he could support his body and barely stand up.

The big men cheered again. At this time, a man holding a strong bow discovered Wuqi lying naked on the ground.

Several people came to Wuqi's side, wiped the thick blood stains on Wuqi's chest hard, looked at the broken skin on his chest, nodded, and muttered a few words in a low voice. They dragged Wuqi to the side of the tiger, stretched Wuqi's mouth open, and poured him a stomach full of tiger blood.

He threw Wuqi on the back of a mount like a tattered sack. Several strong men happily cut off the branches, tied up stretchers, carried the sturdy tiger, hummed a rough and unknown tune, and happily crossed the mountains and rivers.

When Wuqi woke up from his coma, he was lying on a bed that emitted a pungent smell of wild beasts.

This is a wooden house several meters long and wide. It is built with log piles two feet thick and two feet away. The bark on the trunks has not been completely cleared. Some of the trunks with extremely strong vitality have even grown two or three feet long, but no one takes care of them.

In the room, except for a rough wooden table and a few round wooden stakes serving as stools, there was only the stone bed where Wuqi was lying. Dozens of animal skins were laid out on the stone bed cut from mountain rocks. The tanning technique of these leathers was not very good, and the skin also had the natural body odor of wild animals. There were tigers, wild bears, leopards, and all kinds of beasts, and some other wild animal skins were not recognized by Wuqi.

Close your eyes and took a deep breath. A strong feminine force emerged in your body, with the "water spirit vein" in the Qixuan Thieves' vein on both arms as the core, and instantly surged throughout your body. Focusing on your mind, Wuqi could vaguely feel the thick and tough meridians in your body shining with a faint blue water light.

"The Seven Mysteries Spirit Building Skills: Water Source Chapter" The way the power in the body is so "familiar".

There were big tears in Wuqi's eyes, and his body twitched violently, almost crying.

During the teleportation of the Taixu Great Transfer Array, Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai's body turned ashes, and their souls were crushed into the tiniest soul particles. When the mysterious figure was taught by Wuqi's "The Stole Sutra", all the soul particles poured into Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness under the influence of huge external pressure and integrated into Wuqi's soul.

Looking through the memories and knowledge that were obtained out of thin air in his soul, a trace of blood suddenly surged from the corner of Wuqi's mouth.

All the experience and knowledge of Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai were integrated into Wuqi's soul and became part of Wuqi's soul.

Wuqi obtained all Wu Wang's combat knowledge and combat will out of thin air, and all his combat experiences and all kinds of strange experiences. He also obtained Le Xiaobai's evil-level knowledge reserves, as well as his amazing memory and comprehension!

Stealing the scriptures, stealing the scriptures, and taking others to make up for their own shortcomings! The biggest benefit Wuqi got when practicing the scriptures for the first time was indeed obtained from his most respected master and his most beloved friend! This is equivalent to Wuqi swallowing Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai's souls. How could he not be sad and sad?

Wuqi also knew the cause and effect of the big explosion that broke out on Wu Wang's left foot.

Before sneaking into the Stealing Tian Huanri Gate as an undercover agent, Wu Wang had an amazingly powerful metal hydrogen bomb implanted in his left leg. The bomb was related to Wu Wang's vital signs. When Wu Wang's life ended and when his heart stopped, the bomb would explode.

Knowing that the three of them would have no physiology after entering the Taixu Great Movement Array, Wu Wang committed suicide and detonated the bomb in the leg bone. As a result, it triggered a chain reaction of the Taixu Great Movement Array, blowing Miaoyuan Daojun, Shangguan Ye and others to ashes.

"Master, Master!"

"Also, Le Xiaobai, you just died like this?"

Wuqi's body curled up and suddenly burst into tears. He cried so hard that his blood and tears flew, and his body spasmed violently.

Even though he did many things and experienced many major things in the stealing world, he was just a teenager after all.

The master who was reborn to him died, his brothers who were as close as his brothers died, and the teenagers of the Greedy Wolf group who lived with him day and night were killed. They were trapped in the Taixu Great Movement Formation and I don’t know where they were. Wuqi just felt that he was a kite with a broken string, floating around and losing his direction and losing his target.

While Wuqi was crying loudly, the door of the wooden house was suddenly kicked open, and a strong man with a height of absolutely more than two meters strode in. He put a porcelain bowl the size of a small basin on the table. The man with a very rough and black hair on his chest shouted loudly: "Man, are you a man or a woman? Why are you crying? Why are you crying?"

The voice of the man was rough and ugly, his words were extremely vulgar, and he had a strong local accent.

Wuqi himself couldn't understand the words of the great man. Fortunately, he integrated all the memories and experiences of Wu Wang and Le Xiaobai. Wu Wang was knowledgeable and traveled almost all over the world. Le Xiaobai had a monster-like IQ, and he learned all kinds of languages ​​in the world, including the native dialect of African indigenous tribes.

So, Wuqi understood the words of the big man.

The accent of this man is a bit similar to that of the northeastern part of Tianjin, Hebei, but it also has some rural slang. When Wu Wang was training near a village that had been closed for a long time in a mountainous area there, the accent of the old man in the village was five or sixty-sixths similar to that of this man.

Wiping the blood and tears at the corners of his eyes, Wuqi stood up and bowed to the man with his fists.

"Thank you for helping me. What the uncle said is that men shouldn't cry."

After being yelled by the big man, Wuqi suddenly figured out what to cry, what is the need to cry? If Miaoyuan Daojun and Shangguan Ye are not dead, they will work hard to practice and find ways to go back to seek revenge on them. If they die, then they will also eradicate the Qingcheng lineage and avenge the brothers of Wu Wang, Le Xiaobai and the Tanlang group.

Wu Wang's willpower left to Wuqi played a powerful role. Wuqi stopped crying and made a decision quickly.

The weak aura on his body disappeared completely, and a fierce murderous aura that was like a steel knife spread faintly.

The big man nodded at Wuqi in agreement, pointed to the big porcelain bowl on the table and smiled: "This is the man! Hey, I have made you a bowl of tiger meat, and quickly eat it to replenish your vitality. The meat of the night-toned tiger is eaten to strengthen your aphrodisiac, and the woman eats to promote lactation, which is the best thing!"

After a pause, the man suddenly had his eyes bulged and pointed at Wuqi fiercely and shouted, "What are you calling me? Uncle? Am I so old? I am only fourteen years old this year. Do you call me uncle? You guy, am I so old?"

Fourteen years old?

Wuqi looked at the strong man who was two meters tall, looked at the dense black hair on his face, and looked at his vicissitudes of appearance and rough temperament. Is this what a fourteen-year-old boy should look like?

But perhaps, the way of chronology here is different from the year, month and day you are familiar with?

After understanding this principle, Wuqi hurriedly bowed to the big man and said, "It's Wuqi who is reckless. Thank you for saving me, little brother!"

The little brother with black hair on his face laughed three times, and pulled out two thick cloth clothes and pants from the animal skin on his waist and threw them to Wuqi, laughing and said, "Little brother, I love to hear these words. Eat meat quickly, our clan elders want to ask you!"

He shook his head proudly, and the big man threw Wuqi off and twisted his butt out of the wooden house.

Wuqi stared blankly at the huge porcelain bowl on the table, looked at the at least five kilograms of tiger meat in the bowl, and his brows frowned deeply.

He sighed, barely ate a few pieces of thick and fishy tiger meat, took two sips of the broth to quench his thirst, and Wuqi walked out strode.
Chapter completed!