Chapter 1358: Li Yao came out! (1/2)

In Li Yao's eyes, most of these barbarian monks were little guys in the Qi refining period, and occasionally there were one or two in the foundation building period, that is, they were hugged by dozens of colorful natives, or followed by a large number of wolves. Tigers and leopards, snakes, insects, rats and ants, the pomp is extremely big.

The surname Ling was recruiting envoys, perhaps because of the thoughts of ”golden horse bones”, or there was really no one under the account to use, but they included this group of acrobatic troupes one by one. If thirsty.

In this way, every time a Wuman city wall was visited, the king's team expanded by one round. Let alone how much combat power these brutal soldiers and monks could exert, at least it looked mighty and mighty.

Moreover, these natives have a good thing, that is, they are more familiar with the local terrain. With their participation, when the king goes on the expedition, he can release the native soldiers and barbarian monks to investigate around, and the chance of being attacked by the enemy is high. Lowering, it saves a lot of trouble.

The envoy surnamed Ling organized the Wuman monks into a single battalion, and sent a lot of barbarian soldiers to take care of them.

These witch monks in the Wunan jungle originally existed like “terrestrial immortals”. They were the patron saints of the major cities, mountains and tribes. The brutal soldiers were able to take care of them before and after their horses, and it became a great honor.

For a while, the Wuman monk talked in the camp all day long, trumpeted the conch, and showed off his power.

But I didn't know that it was close at hand, there was still a Xiaolong hidden, but they heard a lot of their cowhide.

Combining their remarks, Li Yao gradually outlined the general situation of this world, and he also knew the intention of the ”imperial court” to dispatch an envoy of the surname Ling to Wunan.

It's time to get in touch with them up close.

One day after half a month.

Above the rift valley in the depths of the lofty mountains, from between the layers of branches, an indifferent young man gradually emerged.

The young man's skin was greenish, but it was extremely delicate, like a piece of emerald green warm jade, and it felt slippery.

He said he was a teenager, but when he looked closely, the corners of his eyes were covered with extremely fine lines, extending to the vicinity of the temple, making his eyes appear quite narrow.

Coupled with those pupils that almost swallowed the whites of the eyes, and the pure black eyes without the slightest variegated color, they exuded a mysterious and unpredictable deep feeling, which made people really unable to distinguish his age.

It seems that he is less than 20 years old, and that he is 30 or 40 years old is no problem, and even that he is a middle-aged person over 70 or 80 years old, but very well maintained, is also reasonable.

The boy’s lips are extremely thin, and he always wears a smile that looks like a smile, and his field of vision is extremely wide. It seems that no matter which side he is on, he can feel that he is staring at him, and there are occasional flashes in his eyes. Fierce mang also explained why he walked so openly in the depths of the perilous jungle.

On the thumb of the young man's left hand, he wore a bi-ying-yin ring with a big grin, and the mysterious light radiated, like a cloud of green clouds held in his palm forever.

The boy stretched out his right hand, gently turned the ring, and coughed dryly.

”Boom boom boom boom boom boom!”

In the depths of the rift valley, there was an earth-shattering explosion immediately, and a large number of rocks on both sides of the mountain wall collapsed, blocking the cave mansion tightly.

The boy smiled slightly, and his body was like electricity, shooting into the depths of the jungle.

Suddenly, deep in the jungle, there was the sound of breaking trees, cracking rocks, and the screams of monsters.

Nine sharp horns grew on a head, surrounded by giant pythons that looked like a crown, sprang out from the towering tree, panicking and fleeing to the distance.

But it hadn't leaped more than ten meters out, and was dragged by a strange force abruptly. Amidst the tragic cry, like a lamb that was bitten by it in the past, it dragged back to the depths of the dense forest.

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A lot of colorful flags and odd-shaped monster skulls were hung next to the big 纛 of ”Wu Nan Wulu recruits and sets up Shiling”, representing the Wuman tribes vassalized by the king.

Beneath the big 纛, is a caravan pulled by four variegated sacred cows. It is like a moving palace. Even if the wheels and axles are attached with light and fast runes, it still drags four variegated sacred cows. Sweat and blood flowed and breathless.

Inside and outside the caravan are two worlds.

Outside is a jungle full of toxic mists of miasma, venomous mosquitoes, giant flies, and scorching sun.

Inside the caravan, it was like a quiet and elegant quiet room. Not only was the noise of cicadas outside, the loud voices, and the sultry miasma completely isolated, even the caravan ran over a section of tree roots and the bumps of patches of water pools. I can't perceive it, as if driving past a patch of clouds as smooth and soft.

This mobile quiet room was not even qualified to enjoy the envoy surnamed Ling, but belonged to the female sword repairer of the Golden Core Period who controlled the secret orchid sword.