Due to special reasons, the routes of marching that are experienced in the world are all selected in advance.

The Mu family gave two pictures: one in Mu Qiyuan's hands, and the other was controlled by Mu Chen. According to the markings in the map, everyone was surrounded by sparsely populated and rarely visited places.

Since entering the wilderness the day before yesterday and being attacked by giant pythons, the team went eastward to the northeastern part of Sanshan County, which was an uninhabited land.

In the afternoon of that day, the team crossed a desolate mountain. Not long after walking, the way was blocked by a large river.

The nameless river is roughly south-west, about thirty feet wide, with weeds and trees on both sides. When you look around, you can't see the ferry, and there is no trace of it in your sight.

The Wooden clans walked to the shore, closed their eyes, turned their palms, and adjusted their inner breaths. In a blink of an eye, a circle of dark green light flashed inexplicably at the bottom of their feet, which was very strange.

Suddenly, Mu Chen jumped forward, and his body fell lightly on the river surface, running towards the opposite bank. The other children of the Wood tribe also jumped down the river, one by one, as light as swallows, and walked quickly on the water.

When he saw this suddenly, Bian Yao couldn't help but be surprised. In his perception, neither Jian Kuang nor Meng Kuang could do it to step on the water. But just now, he obviously used some secret techniques to avoid sinking into the water.

Without saying a word, Mu Qingge turned around and walked towards a tree near the riverside, pulled out the sword behind him, waved his breath quickly, and cut out several pieces of wood the size of a palm.

At this time, all the Wood clans had stood at the other end of the river bank and turned around and looked here.

"Why are you stunned? It's over!" Mu Qingge turned around and walked towards the river, holding a wooden block in his palm.

"It's really convenient for these Wood tribe people to cross the river!" Bian Yao immediately came to his senses and said in an extremely envious tone.

Mu Qingge walked to the shore, and his right hand suddenly swung forward, and a piece of wood suddenly flew towards the river.

The next moment, the gray figure suddenly leaped up, jumping six feet away from the wood, and stepped on the square wooden block that fell on the river surface with one foot. With the force, he suddenly jumped up, and threw a second piece of wood forward in the air.

The former reached the heart of the river, and Bian Yao also jumped and waved his fingers forward. In an instant, a stone appeared on the surface of the river for him to trample forward with the force.

In this way, two figures floated on the river surface and rushed forward. With the help of the power of driftwood and illusion stone, they were like dragonflies sifting through the water. They rose and fell several times in succession, and then they successfully stepped onto the soil on the other side.

The team walked along the weedy river bank for a long time, then turned around and ran north. After about half an hour, they entered a low and rolling mountainous land, stretching for dozens of miles.

The mountains in the south are very fertile, covered with plants and plants, which are easy to grow but difficult to decline.

In the forest, the grass plantings are extremely lush, and countless beasts are always hiding. After entering the mountain, the team marched cautiously. In addition to being attacked by some ordinary beasts, they also encountered several slightly tricky strange beasts, but in the end they died under the siege of everyone.

As the sun sets westward, several low clouds float across the sky, covering most of the sky light.

The sky became extremely dark, and the beasts were disturbed and the terrain was inconvenient. Mu Wanyan proposed to stop moving forward. No one expressed his objection, so everyone stopped in an open space in the mountains.

The evening scenery is pleasant. Looking into the distance, the vast mountains appear a light blue smoke, like a vivid ink painting.

The five middle-aged swordsman scattered very consciously and sat outside the crowd to be wary. The other Wood tribes gathered together in groups of three and three to eat, drink and talk, while the four women including Mu Wanyan sat in the center of the crowd, and were also talking and laughing.

Outside the crowd, beside the pile of rocks not far away, Bian Yao and Mu Qingge sat opposite each other, with a celadon bowl in front of them, and the two were about to drink a jar of spiritual fruit wine.

Soon after, the sunset fell, and the sky to the west painted a colorful glow of sunset. Soon, the clouds above also drifted away, and the sky became brighter.

Bian Yao put down the wine jar, picked up the wine bowl and drank it. He looked up at the sky and said, "It's quite early now, and it's not interesting to just drink. Why not get some food?"

Mu Qingge was sipping down his head and was stunned when he heard this. Then he quickly raised his head, drank the wine in the bowl, and stood up and said, "If you want to go, hurry up!"

Seeing his reaction, Bian Yao smiled, quickly put away the wine jar and wine bowl, then left the place and walked towards the forest not far away.

Most of the Wooden Clan's children showed curiosity, but there was no sign of worry. Along the way, the cooperation between the two foreigners when they killed the beasts was extremely tacit! The thunderous killing momentum revealed was also shocking!

After half a stick of incense, the sunset of the west had not yet dissipated, and the two of them were back.

Bian Yao was holding a bundle of dry firewood in his arms, smiling. Mu Qingge curled his lips slightly and walked beside him with a smile. He lifted a fat cinnabar in his right hand. His fur had fallen off and his belly had also been cut off. It seemed that he had been cleaned in the mountain stream.

The two returned to their original place, ignored the gazes from outsiders, skillfully set up the shelf, ignited a pile of firewood, skewed the chinchilla with a wooden stick, and placed it on top of the flame to barbecue.

The colorful clouds in the sky gradually faded away, and the chinchillas also overflowed with golden oil juice under the scorching flames, making a crackling sound.

The group of Wood Clan's children looked a little complicated. In the past, they were in the valley, and almost no one had done anything like baking wild game. In fact, most of the Wood Clan children in the valley now have become very hostile to the two foreigners, but due to the face and hidden power of Mu Chen and others, they dared and were embarrassed to approach the two of them.

The evening breeze in early spring slowly blows through the mountains, and the tempting aroma of meat spreads around.

In the crowd, some people sniffed secretly and extended their breath; some people squirmed frequently in their throats and swallowed saliva; some people looked cold and their eyes were annoyed.

Suddenly, Mu Chen and Mu Xiao stood up at the same time and walked quickly towards the mountains and forests not far away.

Before dusk fell, the two hurriedly returned, Mu Chen carried a pine fox with a skin-dissipated belly, and Mu Xiao was holding more than a dozen dry firewood. Soon, the two of them hurriedly set up a pile of firewood and started another barbecue.

And here, the game was already ripe. Mu Qingge slowly turned the chandelier on the wooden stick, while Bian Yao carefully and evenly applied salt, sprinkling various seasonings from time to time, and the strange fragrance suddenly spread.

In the middle of the crowd, the four girls whispered a few words. Mu Wanyan suddenly stood up, while the other three girls followed her, smiling towards the source of the fragrance.

Mu Qingge took out his dagger and was about to divide the game. When he heard the footsteps, he glimpsed the figure of the visitor. His face, which was originally blushed by the flames, seemed to have a new layer of redness.

"What is this? Why is it so fragrant!" Mu Wanyan squatted beside the fire and asked curiously. The three women surrounded her, staring at the peach with a strange fragrance.

Mu Qingge didn't say anything, just lowered his head, and the dagger cut and scratched the chanshi's body, with no rules.

Seeing this, Bianyao, who was sitting beside him, smiled proudly and said, "I haven't eaten such a delicious thing before? For the sake of the past, I will give you some to try."

Mu Qingge turned his wrist and skillfully cut off four pieces of thigh flesh, inserted it with a dagger, and handed it to Mu Wanyan and other four women one after another.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

"It smells...not hot!"

The four women stared at their shiny eyes, pinched the peach meat full of seasonings with both hands, and took a light bite. The fragrance of strange flavour overflowed the lips and teeth, and a few drops of oil flowed from the corners of their mouths.

After a while, Mu Wanyan and the four girls finished eating the barbecue in their hands. They curled their hands with slightly shiny oily hands, and looked at the chanwig on the wooden rack, still feeling unsatisfied.

"It's really delicious!" Mu Wanyan licked her lips, saying clearly.

When Mu Qingge heard this, his right hand couldn't help but waved, and the dagger moved to the leg of the pedicle, just about to cut his flesh.

Seeing this, Bian Yao hurriedly swallowed the fragrant meat that had not been chewed in his mouth, reached out to stop the former's movement, and shouted, "I won't give it! I'll give it to you to give it something to taste."

"You are so stingy!" Mu Wanyan said annoyedly, glared at him fiercely, then glanced at Mu Qingge quickly, then took the three girls away and walked towards Mu Chen not far away.

Bian Yao looked calm and didn't mind the other party's comments. He suddenly took out the wine jar and wine bowl and said with a smile: "Come on, drink."

Mu Qingge didn't say anything, and slashed hard on the chanshima with the tip of the dagger. His expression was a little strange and he seemed a little unhappy.

The dusk mist is faint, covering the dark mountains.

Mu Chen caught a glimpse of Mu Wanyan coming over, snorted coldly, raised his hand and picked the firewood a few times. The fire snake suddenly rushed up, and the red flame wrapped the pine fox in an instant.

"Have you not baked yet?" Mu Wanyan glanced quickly and asked eagerly.

"Just eat there, what are you doing here?" Mu Chen's attitude was cold and his tone was clearly expressed in dissatisfaction.

"I haven't eaten enough, so I'm here to come." Mu Wanyan smiled, not caring about his attitude at all.

Mu Chen snorted again, staring at the Songhu in the flames, and stopped talking.

It was not long, and Mu Wanyan suddenly frowned and said softly: "Why does it smell burnt?"

When Mu Xiao heard this, he hurriedly moved his body to move the Songhu away, flipped it over and looked at it, and found that there was a large piece of black at the bottom.

"It should be almost done, just remove the scorched part." Mu Xiao sniffed, and suddenly a short knife appeared in his hand.

After a moment, Mu Wanyan's eyebrows tilted, and he barely swallowed the barbecue in his mouth, saying, "It smells quite fragrant, but it tastes less. I was on their side just now and saw a layer of powder on the meat, why don't you sprinkle it?"

Mu Xiao was embarrassed and replied in a low voice: "I only brought some salt crystals, no powder seasoning."

Mu Chen snorted coldly and said with disdain, "What's the point of sprinkling seasonings! Don't add anything if you have the ability, see who can cook it well!"

Mu Wanyan couldn't help but look at him, stood up, and walked towards the pile of rocks not far away. After a while, she returned with a small porcelain jar and said with a smile: "I'll ask them for a little."

As a result, Mu Chen refused to add seasonings, and Mu Xiao naturally did not want to do anything. Mu Wanyan did not force her. After eating with the other three girls, she happily returned to the center of the crowd.

The night is hanging in the sky, the stars are hanging low, and the mountain breeze is slightly cold.

Bian Yao and Mu Qingge shared the roasted peach and drank a jar of spiritual fruit wine. The satisfied two men sat quietly against the stone, looking at the twinkling stars in the night sky, feeling that they had returned to the time when they were traveling through the scattered land.

The mountains are rolling and undulating around the surroundings. The night wind blows by, and the movements of animals and birds are heard from time to time in the dark forests.

The night gradually faded away without realizing it.
Chapter completed!