Gate of God

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Ten days later.

"Whoosh!" The sound of a broken arrow sounded, it was an emerald green sword, as fast as a meteor, a beautiful arc was drawn in the sky, and it burst immediately when it landed.

"Oh..." A porcupine pig covered with heavy earth armor made a tragic cry, then, he fell to his knees directly, and blood flowed from his mouth.

And at this time, a figure appeared slowly not far away.

Dressed in a leopard-print animal skin, he held a huge green bow in his hand, and he still hummed a little song, and leisurely jumped to the side of the porcupine.

Fang Zhengzhi's goal is to go to the Iron Hill Tribe closest to the Holy Mountain City to find out the news.

Therefore, in the past ten days, he looked at the map and tried his best to bypass the four major tribes, coupled with the hearing exercised in the Cangling Mountains since childhood, he did not encounter much danger along the way.

After running all the way, it is now out of the scope of the four major tribes.

This also made him relax a little bit, ready to hunt a bit, and then, to get some delicious game to solve the greedy, it is clear that the porcupine in front of him became his goal.

"It's killing, just to eat meat, sin and sin!" Fang Zhengzhi gently bowed to the porcupine, and then a grin smiled at the corner of his mouth.

It is necessary to kill pigs.

Putting up the arched bow, and drawing a broad-backed knife from his arms, Fang Zhengzheng was talking while casually cutting: "Pig tail, pig ears, pig tongue, all are very good drops..."

but……

There is a saying that is very good. You must be happy in your life. If you don’t, you can make others happy.

Of course, there is another saying, plan, never catch up with changes!

Just when Fang Zhengzheng hummed Qu'er while cutting the meat. Suddenly there was some movement around, and the movement seemed quite large.

This made him immediately alert.

In such a place, it is not surprising that any terrifying beasts are encountered. However, in general, there are very few small beasts around the particularly terrifying beasts.

But where did you pick the little fierce beast everywhere, shouldn't it?

When I was thinking like this. There was also a voice of "Shoot..." in the sky, and then, there was a black awn falling from the sky.

"Spear?" Fang Zhengzhi instantly recognized the true face of Heimang.

This thing is different from a gun. A gun is generally not used for throwing away, but a spear is fine, and its lethality is great during hunting and battle.

Have you encountered a tribe hunting?

What tribes are not marked on the map?

Fang Zhengzhi made a few random flashes, and easily escaped the spears that were shot down, but. These spears are a bit particular, but they don't seem to be aimed at directly killing Fang Zheng.

Instead, it trapped Founder straight.

A circle soon appeared around Fang Zhengzheng. It was a circle made up of fifty-six spears, not too big, but it just happened to circle Fang Zhengzheng inside.

"No movement!" There was a voice from the jungle.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of figures emerged from all directions, each holding a black spear in his hand, wearing a cane woven from green vines.

This kind of rattan has been seen straight, this is what Shanjia is wearing.

Only, compared with Shanjia. The vines on these people are obviously missing a lot, and basically only protect the vital parts of the body, such as the chest and the pants, and the other places are naked. The skin of each one is very dark, and it seems to have suffered a lot of years.

Aboriginal!

Fang Zhengzhi quickly confirmed the identities of these people, and he can also confirm that these people must be the army of the Southern Region.

Because, if it is just a hunting team among ordinary tribes. The outfits and weapons must be varied, and these people are obviously not.

It's too unified.

Only the army of the Southern Territory is possible.

Encountered an army in the Southern Mountains...

This is not in line with my plan, what should I do?

"Which tribe are you from?" A middle-aged man with a piece of animal skin on his shoulders looked at the animal skin on Fang Zhengzhi's body, and he seemed a little puzzled.

"Which tribe?" Fang Zhengzhi's eyes lit up, and he was just about to make up to the tribe's name, but he immediately felt that something was wrong.

If you don’t see the indigenous people of the Southern Territory.

Fang Zhengzhi may still have the idea of ​​mixing into the tribe or army, but after seeing this group of people, this idea can basically be abandoned.

because……

I'm too white.

The other party deliberately asked which tribe they belonged to, apparently arguing his own words.

It seems that the people in the Southern Mountain Ranges are not the kind of idiots with developed limbs and simple minds.

It's just that Fang Zhengzhi didn't count the thousands of counties and the army of the South Mountain Range was encountered as soon as he was out of the scope of the four tribes.

In the current situation, there are actually several options.

The first is to show weakness, pretend to be a fool, never speak or answer, and then stun them with a self-edited dance. In this way, you can have 30% confidence to slip while the other party is not paying attention. go.

Second, of course, showing strength!

There is an old saying: I am weak when the enemy is strong, and I am strong when the enemy is weak.

The converse is actually the same. If I am weak, the enemy will be strong. If I am strong, the enemy will be weak naturally. The reason is very simple.

Having figured this out, Fang Zhengzhi calmed down and slightly tilted his head, learning the arrogant look of Pingyang, and pointed his finger at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked around, the doubts on his face getting heavier, but this is his territory, of course, there can be no fear.

He walked directly to Fang Zhengzhi's side.

"I ask which tribe are you from?"

"Snapped!"

Once a palm knife, a spear on the ground next to it was directly split into two halves by Fang Zhengzhi's palm, and the cut was smooth, just like being cut by a knife.

"You..." The middle-aged man was taken aback by Fang Zheng's act, grasped the spear, and stepped back with his feet and subconsciously.

Hundreds of soldiers from the Southern Mountain Range behind him also raised their spears. It seems that they will be swarmed by the middle-aged man with a single order.

"What tribe! Can't you see the hide on the messenger? Does the messenger look like a tribe? Are you blind!" Fang Zhengzhi tried to make himself look fierce enough, so the tone was not polite.

After showing strength. Naturally fierce enough.

"Messenger? You... are you?" The middle-aged man froze slightly.

The reason why he didn't directly shoot the other side upright is precisely because the animal skin on Fang Zhengzhi's body is top grade. There are two possibilities for the identity of a person who can wear this animal skin.

One is the "ignorant" spies sent by the Daxia Dynasty.

The other is a noble with a special identity.

And now. Another reason why he didn't shoot right away is the strength of Fang Zhengzheng...

Very strong!

"If you just cut this palm on your neck, what would you think? Less crap, don't ask your people to let it go! Can you tell me the identity of the messenger?" Fang Zhengzhi waved his hand casually , With a look of impatience, since he wants to act a bit fierce. Of course, be proud.

"Signal!" The middle-aged man's face sank when he heard Founder's words straight. He waved directly at the person behind him, and suddenly hundreds of soldiers gathered around.

Moreover, just when the middle-aged man's voice fell, Fang Zhengzhi also saw a soldier quickly shoot a ringing arrow toward the sky.

"Boom!" A crunch sounded on the sky.

Fang Zhengzhi's heart was slightly shocked. Why is this plot a bit wrong? Is it that he has calculated such a precise acting skill, and has not performed enough to entertain the drama?

It's impossible.

Normally, he can obviously control him, but he has no control. This means that he is his own. In addition, he is so arrogant and arrogant, there is no reason to "mutate"?

"Are you trying to offend the principal?" At this stage of the incident, Fang Zhengzheng can only hold on because he doesn't know how many people are behind him.

"If you are really a messenger, please state your purpose, otherwise you don't want to take a step here!" The middle-aged man didn't mean that the other party immediately shot straight.

"Aren't you afraid that the messenger cut your head?" Fang Zheng said coldly.

"Faithless, fearless!" The middle-aged man's face was resolute.

"Fearless?" Fang Zhengzhi gave the middle-aged man a serious look. This is the first time he has actually been in contact with the people in the mountains of the Southern Region in addition to Shanjia.

However, from the middle-aged man's eyes, he saw a true determination from the heart.

All the time. Fang Zhengzhi has read some stories in the book. The more people who live in harsh environments, the more sturdy they are. This can be seen from middle-aged men.

People from the Southern Region...

It's a bit different from the people of the Daxia Dynasty!

"Hurry up!" hundreds of soldiers shouted together after hearing the middle-aged man's words. The sound was loud, shaking the surrounding leaves.

Can Fang Zhengzhi say it?

He is unfamiliar with the background of the Nanyu Mountains. The more he talks, the bigger the loopholes. It is impossible to just brag about making other people's heads like chickens peck rice.

Now Founder also has two options.

One is to brutally knock these guys down, and the other is to turn around and run.

Killing is indeed the way to solve things, but unwarranted killing is really not necessary. The most important thing is, what is the attitude of the Nanyu Mountains? He is not sure.

Just kill all the hundreds of soldiers?

I am not a murderous demon.

Ten thousand steps back, if you can really kill, of course you can run.

Fang Zhengzhi knew he should be running.

He wanted to be stronger than these people, but in fact, these people are even stronger than him.

It’s not that he’s not smart enough, but his opponent’s temperament is too sturdy, and he’s so sturdy that he’s not afraid of life and death.

Turn around.

Fangzheng ran straight.

"Want to run? Even the fastest fierce beast can't run out of the palms of our soldiers in the South, hum!" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Zhengzhen, who turned and ran away, with a sneer on his lips.

There was no need for a middle-aged man to order, and the spears of the sky were thrown directly into the distance.

A row of walls formed by spears directly blocked the path of Fang Zhengzheng.

Then, hundreds of soldiers quickly outflanked from both sides, and all roared like beasts in their mouths.

"Yoo..."

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"..."

Fang Zhengzhi's mood is a bit depressed, the front road is blocked, and all the soldiers behind the left and right are surrounded. Do you really want to kill today?

While thinking this way, a rumbling voice came from not far away. Immediately afterwards, he heard waves of roaring beasts.

When Fang Zhengzhi turned around unconsciously, the whole person was a little ignorant.

Just in these few words, in all directions. Then there were nearly a thousand soldiers, all of them were rushing towards his position, and each soldier was riding a huge beast with a height of two meters.

It was a wolf-like figure with blue-black hair. There is a silver unicorn on his forehead, but he is definitely a beast two or three times larger than a wolf.

Its name is Silver Horn Wolf!

This is a fierce beast that is more fierce than the green fire wolf. In terms of strength, each one is enough to have the lethality close to the realm of the sky.

"This is the main force that met the Southern Region Mountains!" Fang Zhengzhi's face was a little white.

He didn't know how many such troops were riding the silver-horned wolf in the Southern Territory, but he didn't think too much about it, but what about the more than a thousand in front of him?

If this is not the main force of the Southern Region Mountains.

What is it?

"Wait a minute! I actually want to try your reaction speed, yes... you are right, I am really a messenger!" Fang Zhengzhi immediately raised his hands. It can't be beaten. There are more than a thousand silver horn wolves and more than a thousand soldiers. They can kill themselves in wheel wars.

In addition, you can’t run away. The only way now is to live a little longer.

"Then ask the messenger to say your purpose." The middle-aged man raised his hand and motioned, and then quickly walked to Fang Zhengzhen's side, as if there was no fear at all.

"What if I tied you now?" Founder looked straight at the middle-aged man who was near. There was a touch of emotion in my heart.

"I will be a part of the mountain, my flesh and blood will breed a new life, my blood will moisturize this soil, and I will be with Nanyu!" The middle-aged man responded proudly.

"Okay. Actually, I was kidding." Fang Zheng straightened his lips, he always knew there was a belief in some places.

This kind of faith can make people very united, or it can make people become "madmen" like middle-aged men.

"Speak your purpose." The middle-aged man didn't seem to mean nonsense with Founder.

"Of course my purpose can be said, but I can't tell you."

"Who are you talking to?"

"Of course your general."

"General?" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Zhengzhen, then. Frowning slightly, he nodded again: "Understood, then the messenger please follow me!"

Fang Zhengzhi's face was slightly happy.

This guy suddenly changed his attitude and called himself a messenger?

Did the Fools plan succeed?

Well, okay, first see the general in charge here, and then see the plane to act. If it is not possible, robbing a general is better than robbing a small leader?

The little leader can be a part of the mountain, can the general be?

There was a faint smile on the corner of Fang Zhengzheng's mouth. Everything seemed to be under control. In this way, he only needed to find a suitable opportunity to get out of it.

...

Originally, Fang Zhengzheng thought he would be tied up, or blindfolded with something, but this treatment did not appear on him.

It also made him feel relieved slowly.

However, after walking out of the jungle that was covering her eyes, Fang Zhengzheng's heart really lifted up.

Appearing in front of him is a huge mountain with a height of 100 meters, and below the mountain is a huge barracks, all of which are built of trees above the trees. Also covered with green grass.

Obviously, mountain rocks and green grass are all camouflage to avoid being discovered from high altitude.

This is a real barracks, and it is also a barracks that is extremely concealed, but why is such a barracks here?

Fang Zhengzhi really wants to run, but now he has no chance.

Sure enough, it was the main force of the Southern Region Mountains!

Led by a middle-aged man, Fang Zhengzhi walked all the way through the barracks and walked for more than a quarter without stopping. He also really saw what is called the army of the southern mountains.

Every soldier has dark skin, a uniform wicker, and a spear in his hand, of course. The main thing is that the soldiers in the Southern Region are extremely tall.

One by one is all bearish.

When Fang Zhengzhi passed by them, the soldiers suddenly caught the attention, but, surprisingly, no one asked.

I don't know how long I have left.

The middle-aged man finally stopped. Immediately afterwards, he knelt down to the ground lightly again, as if praying for something, and silently muttered a few words.

Immediately afterwards, he stood up slowly again, pointing very respectfully to a wooden paved passage in front of him, and said straight to Fang Zhengzheng.

"Messenger please!"

"Good." Fang Zheng nodded straight.

Because, he also found the camp in front of him special, this is an extremely tall camp, covered with thick grass. Various engraving figures are also engraved on the four walls of the camp.

The direction of the middle-aged man who just kneeled seems to be these carvings.

Of course, the defense around this camp is extremely tight. There are at least 20 or 30 soldiers guarding each of the four directions, which means that the number of guards on a camp is not less than 100.

After seeing a middle-aged man and Fang Zhengzheng.

The soldiers standing directly in front of the camp account finally spoke, and a spear in his hand was directly in front of Fang Zhengzhi and the middle-aged man.

"Who is this guy?"

"Messenger," the middle-aged man replied congratulations.

"Understood, please come in." The soldier nodded, and then stood back again. It's like never moving.

The middle-aged man quickly took a step, gently pulled the curtain in front of the camp account to a corner, and then nodded at Fang Zhengzheng, signaling Fangzheng to please first.

As the curtain was pulled up. There was also a loud noise in Fang Zhengzhi's ears, as if there was someone in the camp who was talking about something.

Fang Zhengzhi had no choice and went straight in.

Step into the camp account.

The noise was completely silent.

Fang Zhengzhi also calmed down because he found that there was more than one person in the camp. There are more than twenty people.

Two rows, sitting behind each table.

Unlike the soldiers outside, these people have extremely delicate cane beetles, and, besides the cane beetles, are also wrapped with some animal skins.

The most important thing is that there seems to be a faint brilliance on their arms. If you look carefully, you can find that they are all strange patterns.

Of course, the reason why Fang Zhengzhi calmed down was not because of the twenty or so people sitting on either side, but because of a person lying horizontally above.

That is a woman.

A woman lying on a golden animal skin.

Wheat-colored skin, full of healthy luster, is covered with a snow-white animal skin, but the place is not all but the important position of the woman.

This leaves the woman's flat belly completely exposed. In addition, there are two slender and slender long legs, which is infinitely charming.

On her right thigh, a leather ring made of animal skin was also tied, and two small knives with invisible blades were inserted on the leather ring.

In addition to the special dress and dress on the body, the most special thing is that this woman wears a string of bones and teeth jewelry, and a five-colored feather is inserted on the jewelry.

It looks really high-end, atmospheric, and upscale!

"Is this exoticism?" Founder looked straight at the woman's face in front of her, and the woman's **** eyes, from a beauty point of view.

The woman in front of him is indeed exotic enough.

Moreover, the facial features are not rough, but rather rare and refined.

only……

Judging from the current environment and location, Founder looks somewhat weak.

After all, people sit on top and stand below themselves.

Women are on top, men are down.

Does the Southern Territory have this tradition?

"Princess, the person posing as the messenger has been brought!" The middle-aged man knelt down when he walked in, his hands on the ground, his head dared not even lift.

"Um... step back~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The woman's clear voice rang, and then the woman lying on the chair slowly sat up.

At this moment, Fang Zhengzhi's complexion finally changed.

princess? !

He is no stranger to this word. He even sat around with a dozen princesses and ate hot pot and drank wine some time ago.

But now...

When he heard the word, he knew it.

It seems to be over!

Is there a messenger in the world that calls the princess the general?

So, there is no doubt that the so-called respectful attitude is probably just a means to attract the monarch into the urn, and I am now in the urn.

(This chapter is full of six thousand words. I say it is two chapters. Do you have anything to say? Can you ask for a subscription? Come and subscribe to the original Chinese website. Thank you!) (To be continued.)