Xiang An and the other three were walking quietly in the dense forest, like domestic cats hunting mice in the dark night.

To be honest, Xiang An felt very nervous. After all, this was his first time doing such an "assassination" action. He was worried that when he did it, the other party would suddenly yell; or maybe he would

Before he could take action, he was discovered by the other party; or maybe... In short, Xiang An was still very anxious and followed Feng Kan.

Although Feng Kan didn't fully agree with Xiang An's "brain filling" plan, he was very focused now that he decided to join.

Bu Yuan was responsible for giving the two men a break at the end to prevent others from discovering their whereabouts. After all, the surrounding mountains and plains were now filled with disciples of the Red Moon Sect.

Feng Kan chose an extremely secret route from the side of the dense forest to travel. This route happened to be covered by five or six big trees, which blocked the bright moonlight tonight.

Five children of the Dragon Tribe sat around the campfire, waiting boredly. Although the Dragon Tribe had strong soldiers and horses, not all of them were as strong as cows. At least these five "unlucky guys" were chosen by Xiang An and the others.

"No, the few people who were placed on the outermost periphery were a little depressed. At the same time, the few who thought they were safe around them didn't even leave a sentry.

Beside the entire fire, there was only one young man with a childlike face who was fiddling with the bonfire in boredom, acting as a night watchman. Several other relatively large dragon tribe children had already fallen asleep. I don’t know if they had been there for several days.

We were so tired from running around and all of us were so hydrated.

They didn't know that in the darkness not far away, four pairs of eyes were staring at them, as if looking for prey.

In the groggy state, the disciple of the giant dragon tribe who was in charge of the sentry finally couldn't resist the oncoming sleepiness, leaned on a wooden stick, and fell into a deep sleep.

After all, he is still a child and has long been sleepy after running around for so long.

Xiang An and Feng Kan looked at the reality and quietly approached a few people. But the problem came, there were only two of them, and there were five people on the opposite side. Even if they attacked at the same time in an instant, they would inevitably be beyond their reach. If they woke up

If any one of them makes a noise, tonight's event may fall short.

After waiting for a long time, when a breeze blew, Feng Kan was about to step forward, and it turned out that he was a child of the giant dragon tribe who was still a half-grown child.

Xiang An looked at these young faces and remembered that when he was in Bacao Village, he and his friends from the village had gone hunting in the mountains, and it was common for them to sleep in the mountains.

"Feng Kan", who looked like a cheetah, was about to rush out when he was grabbed by Xiang An.

Feng Kan looked back at Xiang An with confusion on his face. He felt that at this time, how could Xiang An become a big deal if Xiang An was still grinding?

Under Feng Kan's confused eyes, Xiang An took out a packet of medicinal powder from his arms and shook it.

Xiang An thought for a while and then mouthed to Feng Kan, "Drug."

Feng Kan leaned down again and looked at Xiang An in confusion. He didn't expect that Xiang An, a seemingly "harmless" person, would always have so many drugs in his arms. This made him look at Xiang An.

Everything has changed.

Looking at Feng Kan's eyes, Xiang An knew that Feng Kan's idea was wrong. But at this time, he couldn't tell the origin of "Yuluo" for a while. But Yuluo

Xiang An, who had never used it before, was not sure whether Luo had any effect.

But Xiang An didn't want to have such young souls under his sword. What's more, he just wanted the clothes on these children.

Xiang An licked his index finger and stretched it out under Feng Kan's even more confused eyes.

Although the probability of strong winds in the dense forest is not very high, the east wind at this moment still gives Xiang An some confidence.

Xiang An walked upwind, grabbed a handful of powdered "Yuluo" from his bag, and took advantage of the wind to throw it down.

It can be said that as soon as the jade was thrown down, the powder immediately dispersed in the air. In the light of the fire, the powdery powder disappeared without a trace, and not even a trace of smell appeared.

Of course, nothing happened. The surroundings were still quiet, and occasionally there was a crackling sound from unburnt sticks in the campfire.

Feng Kan glanced at Xiang An who was not far away, and then tiptoed over. He didn't trust Xiang An's way of throwing the drug. The dense forest was so big, and Xiang An's handful of powder could do anything.

How many of them were sucked in by the tribal children of these giant dragon tribes?

So Feng Kan decided to trust the sword in his hand. After all, the dead cannot speak.

However, when Feng Kan slid in front of a disciple of the giant dragon tribe and was about to strike, he suddenly felt a trance in front of him.

It was this trance that gave Xiang An time to grab Feng Kan's hand, which was about to kill him.

Xiang An shook his head at Feng Kan, and then slapped the childish child's face hard.

No response.

This kid from the giant dragon tribe seemed to have fallen asleep completely because he was too tired. No matter how hard Xiang An slapped his face, and even his face turned red, this "child" from the giant dragon tribe still didn't wake up.

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Xiang An breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Kan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Kan looked at Xiang An, and without saying much, he started to take off the children's clothes.

Fortunately, although these tribesmen looked young, they were still in good health and managed to come up with three sets of relatively suitable clothes.

The two of them were like thieves who had broken into a house, carefully sneaking away from the stripped tribesmen.

Xiang An looked around, then went back and dragged the three stripped tribesmen to the bonfire. He also threw some dry wood to prevent the bonfire from going out.

It wasn't until Feng Kandu got impatient with waiting that Xiang An hurriedly returned from the bonfire.

Feng Kan, who was already full of resentment towards Xiang An, was even more annoyed by Xiang An's grinding. In his opinion, Xiang An's actions were useless. After all, both sides were hostile. Feng Kan felt that if he was in these tribes,

If the disciple appears when he is awake, he will definitely get a few bloody holes.

"Not decisive in killing" On the way back, Feng Kan couldn't help complaining, "I don't know how you survived in the world of cultivation."

Xiang An didn't speak, but he still felt that he was right. At least in his heart, he didn't feel any guilt at this moment. He also understood Feng Kan's thoughts more or less, but understanding is understanding, and recognition is another factor.

It’s a level thing.

Feng Kan looked at Xiang

An looked taciturn, thinking that when he returned, he must persuade Bu Yuan not to get too close to Xiang An, or not to rely on Xiang An. In his opinion, it would be difficult for an indecisive person like Xiang An.

Become a big deal.

Xiang An and the others took off their Taiyimen robes in the dense forest and put on the clothes of the dragon tribe.

Since Xiang An originally had no clothes on his upper body, he was the first to put it on.

Compared with the robes of the disciples of the Taiyi Sect, the clothes of the Dragon Tribe can be said to be down a few notches in terms of quality. The cyan robes of the Taiyi Sect are made of fine silk and are smooth when worn on the body.

It is also close-fitting. The clothes of the dragon tribe are made of coarse cloth. When worn on the body, it feels extremely rough, and even the places where the needle joints are connected feel rough.

The majestic-looking golden thread is just bleached and dyed from white thread. Up close, there is not much difference from the yellow thread.

"It is said that unruly people come out of poor mountains and harsh waters." After putting on his clothes, Bu Yuan twirled his clothes with his hands and said with dissatisfaction, "I think these southern Xinjiang monsters are just a bunch of unruly people."

Feng Kan's clothes were a bit ill-fitting, and some of the loose stitches fell apart when he wore them. Fortunately, although the clothes worn by the children of the Dragon Tribe were of poor quality, the quality of each piece was considered passable.

When someone puts on clothes that are half a size smaller than them, they actually fit well, except for the fact that the waist is a little unable to straighten up.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, mist is everywhere in the dense forest, and the entire outside Panlongyuan has fallen into deep silence. Not even a bird can be heard.

But for Xiang An and the others, the mist was the best cover. The three of them pretended to be tribesmen from the giant dragon tribe, lined up in a row, and quietly shuttled through the dense forest. Along the way, the fire phoenix tribe embroidered with fire phoenixes

The disciples, the disciples of the Tiger Roar tribe with tiger heads embroidered on them, and other tribesmen from various tribes, were hiding in the dense forest. It was obvious that there had been an ambush.

Xiang An and the others became more and more frightened as they walked. The closer they got to the temporarily opened small square, the more people from various tribes in Southern Xinjiang were guarding them. At almost every step towards the end, they could encounter some people from various tribes in Southern Xinjiang who were resting.

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This also brings a big question mark to Xiang An as to whether he can rush back to Panlongyuan in time after rescuing people.

Although Xiang An thought that it might not be so smooth, the foreseeable fierce battle still made Xiang An sweat for himself.

Fortunately, in the middle of the night, all the disciples from Southern Xinjiang who were ambushing outside had entered a state of rest. If not, Xiang An might have been exposed long ago if he had to pass through the gazes of so many people.

"What should I do?" Bu Yuan looked at the "guards" lined up on guard at the foot of the mountain where the small square was located, and was somewhat at a loss what to do.

Xiang An, who was lying tightly on the ground, stared intently at the Red Moon Sect members who had stayed up all night fifty steps away. Although they had been guarding the whole night, they all straightened their bodies, resisted sleepiness, and looked at the station with full energy.

Stand on guard.

Although the Scarlet Moon Sect is the only religion believed by people in southern Xinjiang. Basically, people in southern Xinjiang believe in the Scarlet Moon Sect regardless of gender, tribe, tribe or individual. The Scarlet Moon Sect usually sends disciples to do some uploading.

The assigned work is responsible for coordinating disputes among various tribes in southern Xinjiang.
Chapter completed!