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The destination of this trip is Fangshi within the Nukui tribe.

The Nukui tribe is a mid-level tribe that governs this area. There are a lot of people in their tribe. It is said that there are thousands of people.

I learned all this from the mouth of Fatty Zhu Laixin.

Zhu Laixin was a chatterbox, and Liu Xiang was listening to him babbling along the way.

However, he has also gained experience.

Zhu Laixin knew a lot of things, and he didn't know where he heard them all.

From the general situation of the surrounding tribes to the friendship between the surrounding tribes, he knew everything clearly.

He is not that old either, one year older than Liu Xiang, his cultivation level is in the middle stage of Demon King, and his strength reaches 800 kilograms.

He claims to be ranked tenth among his peers, but this is his own ranking and there is no official proof.

Liu Xiang also heard a lot of news from his mouth, one of which was that the Liushui Tribe was not destroyed, but became a vassal of the Yanshan Tribe.

The original leader fled, and the current leader of the tribe is the original great elder Liu Cang.

I heard that he was gathering the exiled tribesmen, hoping that they could return in time and not suffer hardship outside.

Liu Xiang definitely couldn't go back. He had a grudge against the leader of the Yanshan tribe to kill his son. If he went back, he would die.

I'm afraid it won't work if Liu Yongsheng is implicated by him.

Grandma Dashan is fine, but Liu Xiang thinks she may not be willing to go back.

Although she was living under someone else's roof in the Yunshui Tribe, after all, her daughter was still here, which was better than going back.

Liu Xiang also learned from Zhu Laixin's words that the relationship between the Nukui tribe and the Qiushan tribe was not very good. There had been fights before and many people died.

Although there is no fight happening now, there is basically no contact.

Along the way, Liu Xiang also heard many strange things from Zhu Laixin's mouth.

For example, the leader of the Nukui tribe is a woman, and she practices a method of harvesting yang and replenishing yin.

There were also recent riots in the Nukui tribe's mines, and several supervisors died.

After hearing these things, Liu Xiang thought about his previous experiences, which gave him an ominous premonition.

‘Can’t it be such a coincidence that the woman I met turned out to be the leader of the Nukui tribe. ’

Thinking of this, he had the urge to turn around and run away.

That woman left a very bad impression on him. She was not only powerful, but also unreasonable.

If he meets her again, I don't know if she will put the shit basin of the mine riot on his head.

When he was thinking about whether to escape, he touched the token in his arms.

Liu Xiang suddenly realized that he was now a team leader of the Yunshui Tribe. He hoped that for the sake of the Liushui Tribe, she would not embarrass him.

In this way, listening to the story and thinking about what was on his mind, he soon arrived at the market of the Nukui tribe.

This market is located inside the Nukui tribe, and a place about one mile long and wide is drawn along the wall.

At this time, many people were lined up neatly and setting up street stalls.

After Liu Xiang and his party arrived, an old man who led the team led Zhu Lailin and two ox carts towards the tribal center.

The rest of the people followed Zhu Lai Tongchui to Fangshi, found an edge area, and stopped.

Zhu Lai Tongchui asked everyone to help open the shelves on the car, and then hung all the weapons and armor he had made on the shelves.

Then he shouted in his loud voice.

“The Yunshui Tribe’s exquisitely crafted weapons and armor, don’t miss them when you pass by.

After passing this one, there will be no next one.

Come on, big brother, come here and take a look at this armor, look at the workmanship..."

Liu Xiang's goosebumps fell all over his body as he listened to him yelling shamelessly.

Unconsciously, he hid behind the others.

At this time, he found that Zhu Laixin was missing.

Liu Xiang looked around, but still couldn't find him.

He felt inexplicably disappointed. Although it was a little annoying to listen to Zhu Lai's murmuring along the way, at least there was someone to talk to.

When faced with this uncomfortable situation now, and no acquaintance can say a word, it feels really uncomfortable in my heart.

Zhu Laixing stood motionless next to the bullock cart, like a statue, while the others exchanged words with each other, said hello to Zhu Laixing and left.

Now Liu Xiang and Zhu Laixing were left standing next to the bullock cart doing nothing.

Seeing the endless stream of pedestrians passing by, as well as some strange things for sale in the distance, Liu Xiang couldn't sit still.

He bit the bullet and went over to talk to Zhu Laixing.

"Well, how about we go shopping too?"

Zhu Laixing remained motionless and said with a serious expression.

"The manager of the copper hammer asked me to look at the goods on the oxcart and not to leave."

Liu Xiang was disappointed and complained in her heart.

‘I said he was standing there like a wooden pile, it turns out he has a mission. ’

He had just turned around dejectedly when a man hurried over and pulled Liu Xiang away.

Liu Xiang wanted to resist, but when he looked closely he saw it was Zhu Laixin.

Zhu Laixin pulled him and talked while walking.

"Hurry up and take you to see something fun."

Liu Xiang was depressed when Zhu Laixin arrived, so he followed him to the place he said.

"We're leaving like this. Don't we need to say hello to the manager of the Copper Hammer?"

"No, I'll take care of it if anything happens."

Zhu Laixin was convinced, he quickened his pace, dragged Liu Xiang and squeezed into the crowd.

The two walked around and came to a stall near the wall.

I saw a skinny old man beside the stall explaining to everyone.

“Everyone is optimistic, this is a real deal, a really good thing.

Come on, those behind you, hurry up and look over, the excitement is about to take place..."

The old man was soliciting customers in front, and many of those people were greeted and looked over.

Liu Xiang followed Zhu Laixin and squatted at the front, staring intently at the big man behind the old man.

I saw the big man, shirtless, holding a scimitar in his hand, and kept comparing it with his left arm.

It felt like it would be cut off in the next second.

However, after whetting everyone's appetite, he removed the knife again.

The old man in front continued to attract customers. When it was overcrowded, the old man spoke.

"Everyone, be quiet. Now is the time to witness the miracle. Wipe your eyes."

Zhu Laixin, who was squatting next to him, obediently rubbed his eyes with his hands and stared at the big man intently.

After receiving the old man's order, the big man used a machete to open a gash more than ten centimeters long on his forearm.

Liu Xiang was horrified to see the scene of his skin being pulled apart and turned outwards by a sharp blade, which made his scalp numb.

Blood flowed from the big man's arm.

It kept dripping to the ground.

The big man was not in a hurry, but stretched his arms in front of everyone, allowing everyone to observe carefully.

A few drops of blood almost fell on Liu Xiang's head, but luckily he dodged in time.