Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Meng Zhao didn't know whether the person he was plotting was in Hu Mountain like himself, or whether he had taken Ji Rushuang, a big-bellied woman, with him as planned, braving the wind, snow and frost to find the activities of the Danchi clan. trace.

At the beginning, they went to several locations recorded on the map, but unfortunately they were all deserted and there had been no human activity for a long time. Therefore, Meng Zhao and the others had to continue deep into Hu Mountain.

During this process, Jiaolong Xiaojiu devoured ferocious beasts in Hushan Mountain. The Jiaolong roamed in the forest, becoming more powerful and domineering than the tiger. Its strength increased rapidly, and it also developed the ferocious nature that Meng Zhao expected.

After having fun playing, he quickly caught up with Meng Zhao and Ji Rushuang, used his magical powers to restrain his huge body, turned it into a black belt, and silently wrapped it around Meng Zhao's waist.

He and Meng Zhao had a spiritual contract, and they were in tune with each other, and the pure-blood beast's unique method of tracking its senses allowed it to find Meng Zhao easily.

And along the way, the dangers encountered gradually increased. If it had been anyone else, they might have been in trouble. After all, there was a woman who was holding back. If you were not careful, you would be implicated.

That is, Meng Zhao, a hexagonal warrior, has no shortcomings and has reached the limit of his innate realm. Only with Jiaolong Xiaojiu's unique vigilance can the two of them be safe and worry-free along the way.

But Ji Rushuang was also frightened.

On the ninth day after the two entered the mountain, the two set out early in the morning to find a base of activities deeper in Hushan. As they approached their destination, they could clearly hear the sound of someone talking despite being blocked by wind and snow.

The wind and snow howled, the sound was intermittent and faint, but it was definitely not an illusion.

Ji Rushuang was wrapped in thick cotton clothes, with a felt hat on her head, and her fair and beautiful face was covered by a thick scarf. After hearing the sound coming from far away, she tilted her ears and listened carefully. Then he excitedly grabbed Meng Zhao’s arm,

"It's Danchiyu, it's Danchiyu. We've found the right place. My father and the others must be here in Hushan. Great, we finally found them!"

Ji Rushuang felt bitter in her heart. Her husband's family was wiped out, leaving her alone, pregnant and struggling to survive in this world. She was still precarious.

Fortunately, Meng Zhao saw that she was valuable and always protected her, but he was not the kind to hold her in his hands and care for her.

You see, he can take a pregnant woman deep into the dangerous mountains, and you know that Meng Zhao still takes advantage of Ji Rushuang, maybe a little pity, but certainly not much.

Based on this premise, Ji Rushuang is indeed eager to find her father and ethnic group. The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for her. After all, Meng Zhao's patience may not be exhausted anytime, and deep inside Hu Mountain, If you are abandoned, you will really die.

Fortunately, the sky did not continue to treat this poor woman harshly, and finally gave her a glimmer of hope.

As long as she finds her own tribe, she will have someone to rely on. Even if Meng Zhao is unreliable, she will have the possibility of continuing to survive.

Meng Zhao's ear was not as good as Ji Rushuang's, and he could hear more clearly. However, he was a little confused about the so-called Dan Chi's words, and he couldn't hear them very clearly.

Although it can generally be said to be related to the Chinese language, the subtle vocabulary, pronunciation and pronunciation have changed, and the speaking speed is also fast, just like Cantonese to Mandarin, you can barely hear it, but if you are serious, just listen don't know.

But, it’s good if you don’t understand. Not understanding means that they have found the right place. There are really Danchi people living in this mountain, and if there are no accidents, they are Ji Rushuang’s people.

However, although Meng Zhao heard it vaguely and did not quite understand the meaning, he was able to feel that the tone of the few people speaking was very angry and loud, as if they were scolding someone.

"No, I guess your tribe is in trouble. Come and follow me."

Meng Zhaola's frosty palm suddenly stepped on the spot, creating a shock wave. The white snow exploded into fine powder, and the hard frozen soil under the snow layer was also stepped on to create fine cracks. The sudden explosive force caused the two of them to The arrow is as fast as leaving the string, breaking through the obstacles of heavy wind and snow, and hurtling towards the world behind the deep slope...

On a hilltop that looked like a cowshed, a group of tall and mighty men wearing animal skins and cotton-padded clothes, generally carrying a ferocious aura, showed off their sophisticated weapons and faced off against a man in a solemn and solemn manner.

There were a large number of these men. At a rough count, there were about thirty. Their weapons were all different. Some held knives, some used spears, some carried bows and arrows, and some used hammers. But they all had one obvious characteristic. , that is, a sky blue cloth band is tied on the forehead. In the center of the cloth band, which is the position above the eyebrows, there is a trident drawn, which is the symbol of an ethnic group.

This group of people are all fierce, generally tall, and have rough skin, but they carry a tenacity and uprightness that is as hard to shake as a rock and does not change its color despite the wind and rain.

In addition, their physiques are astonishing, their physical strength is extraordinary, with surging energy and blood, and contain unparalleled strength. Not to mention tearing apart tigers and leopards alive, they are not far behind. They are obviously good men who practice martial arts.

This is the Danchi clan who is famous in the land of Liangzhou, has millions of clansmen, and can be called the overlord.

Confronting these dozens of big men was also an extremely powerful man.

He is not very tall, and is more than half a head shorter than the taller men.

His appearance is not outstanding, his facial features are average, and when put together, there is no chemical effect. He is still the kind of ordinary person that you can't find in people's recommendations.

His clothes were also very simple. He was not wearing a cotton coat, but just a simple coarse linen shirt draped around him. He looked very downcast, even feeling impoverished.

Of course, the most obvious sign is that this person has a big bald head that looks like a braised egg. Although it is not dazzling in this snowy day, it is still unforgettable.

A man with an average build, average appearance, and a bald head. There was really nothing unusual about him, at most he was a little weird.

However, when he faced dozens of Danchi clan warriors alone, he showed no signs of weakness. Instead, he pressed forward with a sense of domineering and domineering towards these Danchi clan warriors step by step.

At some unknown time, Meng Zhao and Ji Rushuang had silently arrived behind a large rock outside the venue. There was a rock wall next to them, which was enough to block the wind, snow and sight.

Seeing this scene, Ji Rushuang felt mixed emotions in her heart. She looked at the plain-looking bald man with a hint of fear and hatred on his face.

Unlike the bald man Zeng Xie, although she hated him, she was not afraid of him. But this man was different, fear took up more of it.

Meng Zhao sighed and sighed, martial arts is really a good thing, it can completely widen the gap between people.

If we were in a normal world and were surrounded by dozens of powerful and powerful men, we would probably be scared off our pants. How could we be so calm and calm, and in turn intimidate the other party?