A big stick sweeps across the wilderness

Liangzhou, also known as Wanguozhou.

The so-called country is actually a gathering of people of the same race.

It's like a tribe.

The sloppy and lazy hunter in front of him is a minnow.

Pi, the little yellow snake hanging on his waist.

That is the staple food of the monsters.

Jiang Yu had no clue in a completely unfamiliar environment. He simply asked: "Can I ask where the information is better?"

"Um……"

Orion drew out an extremely long tail note.

Just when Jiang Yu thought he was going to suffocate himself to death, he finally raised his hand and pointed: "Two days away, Jiao Yuguo."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily.

He gave Orion two sea fish as a token of his gratitude.

After they left for a long time, Orion seemed to have come back to his senses. Throwing the sea fish on the ground: "I only eat millet and turtles..."

On the way, Han Xinshuang walked a long way and asked curiously: "The monster reacts so slowly. How do they survive?"

Jiang Yu touched his chin and analyzed: "It's probably because of the lack of exercise that the taste is bad. Beasts don't like to eat their meat. Less exercise means less consumption. You can survive with just a little food. And with such a slow temper, it may Very long lived.”

Aragaki Ruoxue glanced back: "Humans don't react quickly. But the speed of bows and arrows is not slow. Don't be fooled by their appearance."

Jiang Yu nodded in agreement: "Mythical beasts can make insinuations. It is not easy to eat insects as their main food."

The corners of Araguan Ruoxue's mouth raised slightly.

The few people had walked less than twenty miles when a group of short farmers suddenly rushed out from the front.

There are men and women.

He is no more than three feet tall.

He stopped in front of Jiang Yu warily. Holding an exquisite short bow in his hand.

The arrow is actually metal.

An old man with a beard that almost reached the ground came forward with a cane: "This is the territory of Jiao Yuguo. Anyone who comes is stopped!"

Although he is short, his voice is very loud.

Jiang Yu and others had strange expressions.

The two-day journey according to the mythical people is only twenty miles?

Walk ten miles in one day?

Seeing that Jiang Yu and the others did not retreat, the old man shouted loudly again: "Leave quickly!"

Jiang Yu jumped off Da Jing's back. I found these people to be exquisite looking. No one was taller than his thighs.

Although he felt strange, he still said politely: "We are tourists from the sea. We are new here and don't understand many things. I heard that Jiao Yuguo's friends are hospitable and well-informed. That's why I came to visit because of their reputation."

Even if you wear it a thousand times, you will never wear it.

The old man's face softened a little, and he looked at the few people: "So you are not from Bogu Mountain. That's right, those stupid guys really don't understand etiquette. What is your purpose here?"

Jiang Yu talked nonsense about encountering storms at sea and drifting to Liangzhou after a narrow escape.

The old man and his fellow farmers whispered to each other. Finally, he said firmly: "No one here has been to Yingzhou. It must be a very far away place, right? At least eight hundred... no, a thousand miles away!"

Jiang Yu opened his mouth and felt lonely asking: "Um... do you know of any faster way to travel?"

The old man snapped his fingers: "We've got an idea! I, Jiao Yuguo, have an ancient chariot. Legend has it that it was passed down from the hands of the ancient gods. It can fly across the sky and travel thousands of miles in a day."

Han Xinshuang exclaimed: "Traveling thousands of miles a day? You have such a treasure, but you don't use it yourself?"

The old man rolled his eyes: "You can't live a good life, so why go so far? Besides, we are not a god, so we can't use it."

Jiang Yu calculated his family fortune.

The magic weapon that travels thousands of miles a day can fly to Yingzhou in two months.

Since the old man took the initiative to mention the magic weapon, he must have taken a liking to him. He asked politely: "Mr., is there anything you need us to do?"

The old man hugged his shoulders and laughed: "Jiao Yuguo makes a living by farming. I think your two cows are good and can be used in exchange."

"No!" Aragaki Ruoxue decisively refused: "Those are our partners, not goods."

These words surprised the old man. Then he expressed his understanding: "Well, we also regard the cattle as family members. If that doesn't work, let's change the conditions. The winter millet will be harvested soon, and we don't have enough manpower. If you are willing to help harvest the crops, after the harvest is completed, I can give you the chariot.”

"Really?" Jiang Yu didn't expect to get the treasure so easily.

Are these dwarfs stupid?

The old man smiled and nodded: "Of course, if adults come to grab food during the harvest, you have to help defend them."

"No problem!" Jiang Yu agreed, patting his chest.

The adults in the old man's mouth refer to the residents of the country of adults.

And Jiao Yuguo also has another name - Lilliputian Kingdom.

The two countries are adjacent to each other.

The residents of Adult Country are fond of food and lazy to cook, while Lilliput Country is rich in high-quality grains.

Whenever there is a good harvest season, adults will come to grab food.

It is for this reason that Jiang Yu and the others felt the "enthusiasm" here as soon as they entered the territory of Jiao Xiaoguo.

Several people have never done farm work.

But with witchcraft at hand, harvesting food is not difficult.

It wasn't until they saw the endless rice fields that they finally realized that they had agreed too hastily.

"Can they eat all the food they grow? Why don't we pay some money and buy the chariot directly?" Han Xinshuang already wanted to back out.

The old man stroked his beard and said cheerfully: "Jiao Yuguo made the most serious promise. Since you have agreed, you'd better not go back on your word. During the grain collection period, we will take care of all your food and lodging."

Jiang Yu shrugged and took the opportunity to inquire about Liang Zhou's situation.

This question made several people secretly shocked.

The situation in Liangzhou and Bingzhou is similar.

There are also demonic cults and secret realms that appear in various places.

The level of immortal cultivators is higher than that of Bingzhou, and wars are more frequent.

The difference is that Liangzhou formed four major forces: the Demon Alliance, the Witch Alliance, the Demon Sect and the Immortal Sect.

The self-order is more complete. The living conditions of ordinary people are also more stable.

Jiaohui State is under the jurisdiction of the Umbrella League, and 90% of the food needs to be handed over every year.

This so-called witch alliance is naturally not a witch clan.

But people who believe in totems and practice witchcraft.

Similar to the wizard of the tribe.

After Jiang Yu and Araguan Ruoxue heard about the Wu League, they felt some intimacy in their hearts.

When the chariot is obtained, I will pay a visit anyway.

at the same time.

On a battlefield in Bingzhou.

Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.

More than two thousand people died in the hands of a mythical beast.

Soil bug.

A mythical beast that looks like a sheep and has four sharp horns.

He has a violent temper and likes to eat people.

Local leaders are overwhelmed. Young men from more than a dozen villages and towns gathered to surround and kill him. As a result, they couldn't even hold on for half a day, and they were all killed.

How can mortals compete with mythical beasts?

But the mole died anyway.

Died at the hands of a swordsman with a scar on his face.

Fang Yuan sat on the corpse of the mole, breathing heavily.

Covered in blood. Like it was fished out of a pool of blood.

His body was shaking slightly.

Only the hand holding the knife is as steady as a rock.

Tumo is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered, and it is also the first time he has swung his sword against the gods.

After a long time, Fang Yuan finally adjusted his breathing smoothly.

Take out a piece of dried meat and stuff it into your mouth.

While chewing the hard dried meat, he processed the corpse of the earth mole.

He has adapted to his current status.

Walking alone in the dark...it's quite good!

After he finished dealing with the soil mole, he turned to look at the scarlet light channel. Muttered to himself: "Which door did the monster come out from? Where is the place behind the door?"

Sheathed the knife and strode towards the passage.

As he stepped over the pile of dead people, a torn hand grabbed his ankle.

Intermittent voices came from under the corpse: "Help, save me! I can't die, I want revenge on the monster!"

A ball of fire originally lit up on the tip of Fang Yuan's hand. Hearing this, he threw away his hand again.

His expression changed from indifferent to sarcastic: "Revenge... just you? Why?"