"Yes! Another old man who is obsessed with the glory of his ancestors!" Xu Feng sighed in his heart and found it funny.
The hunchbacked old man obviously got excited when he said this, and began to talk: "Back then, my ancestor's mysterious skills were incredible, and he was famous among the ancient tribes. Because of his presence in the Murong family, few people dared to offend him. Then
At that time, the Murong family was even comparable to the Jiu family.
For an ancient clan like the You clan, the position of head of the Murong family was originally occupied by the ancestors. However, the ancestors were not keen on it, so the position of head of the Murong family was still occupied by the descendants of the main line. But even so, the descendants of the main line still occupied the position.
People also perform ancestral rituals towards their ancestors."
"Grandpa, are you kidding? If our ancestors were so strong? Then we would still be guarding this useless village." Hu Tou obviously didn't believe it.
"What do you know?" The hunchbacked old man glared at the tiger's head, "Although our ancestors lived a long life, when the end was approaching, they moved out of the Holy City with his lineage and settled here to let the times protect them.
Here. Originally, in the past, the main line would send
People came to say hello to our lineage and sent various resources at the same time. However, the descendants became more and more unsatisfactory, and the main lineage gradually became alienated from us. In the end, our lineage was forgotten. But the ancestors back then
Power is indeed an indisputable fact."
Hutou listened to the story of the hunchbacked old man and shrugged helplessly at Xu Feng.
When Xu Feng saw Hu Tou say this, he knew that Hu Tou didn't believe it entirely. Xu Feng, on the other hand, did not doubt it. After all, there were many talents in the ancient and medieval times, such as the down-and-out ancient god Lei Sect, and people like the quasi-great emperor also appeared. Who could
Can you say that this small village has never produced a big shot?
However, after all, this is the glory of the past. It is an indisputable fact that future generations will not live up to expectations! The Ancient God Thunder Sect was so strong back then, and it was not that they were killed by others. But compared to the Ancient God Thunder Sect, this village is even more pitiful.
Some, after all, the Ancient God Thunder Sect still left behind its orthodoxy. But the other party’s ancestors left nothing behind. If they failed and future generations were incompetent, this village would have to remain like this.
Everyone was talking and laughing. When Xu Feng had eaten and drank enough, and was about to prepare something for Hutou to break through into the spirit realm, he suddenly heard a burst of galloping horses. Xu Feng heard these sounds, but it was nothing.
Unexpectedly, the faces of Hutou and other villagers changed drastically. They stood up beside the fire one by one. Hundreds of villagers gathered around and ran quickly towards the entrance of the village.
Seeing the anger and fear in these village names, Xu Feng felt confused and couldn't help but asked a young man he knew beside him: "Brother Erdan, what's wrong with everyone?"
"The devil is coming!" said the young man whom he called Erdan.
"Devil?" Xu Feng was stunned and didn't understand what the young man said. He was about to ask in detail, but found that a group of people quickly rushed to the village entrance. Seeing that there were hundreds of people blocking the village entrance, these more than ten people pulled the reins of the horses.
The galloping horse lifted its legs off the ground and neighed. The loud sound made the villagers look even more frightened.
Seeing so many people at the entrance of the village, these humble men still sat calmly on their horses and said arrogantly: "Are you ready for what we want?"
This sentence made the villagers stare at these men on horseback. At this time, the hunchbacked old man also walked forward tremblingly and said to the men: "My lords, we in Qingquan Village can still cut down some trees. But.
, red gold ore cannot be dug out.”
Xu Feng heard what the hunchbacked old man said and continued to ask Erdan: "What kind of red gold ore are you digging?"
Erdan looked at these people with horrified expressions. Seeing Xu Feng questioning him, Erdan lowered his voice and said, "I don't know why Master Murong Jin has been searching for red gold ores everywhere recently. He has taken away all the red gold ores in our village, but he still has
Not satisfied, they forced all major villages to go mining and asked for red gold ore by name. They asked us to hand over three thousand kilograms! But the red gold ore is so precious. Where can we find three thousand kilograms? Even thirty kilograms can't be found."
"Why does he want red gold ore?" Xu Feng asked doubtfully. Red gold is indeed very precious, precisely because it is difficult to find.
"I don't know! I just know that Master Murong Jin has issued a death order. Every village under his jurisdiction must hand over three thousand kilograms of red gold ore. Otherwise, one person in the village will be killed every day." Erdan
With a look of fear on his face, he counted the time and found that today was the first day of expiration.
"Who is this Murong Jin? So domineering?" Xu Feng frowned. He looked around the village and found that there were no mines. It was simply impossible to dig three thousand kilograms of ore.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Erdan saw Xu Feng saying bad things about Murong Jin. He was so frightened that he wanted to cover Xu Feng's mouth. "Mr. Murong Jin is a figure in the realm of little overlord. He manages dozens of peripheral Murong tribes in the surrounding area.
Village. He is also a disciple of Murong Holy City. We cannot slander such a person at will."
"Just a little overlord!" Xu Feng muttered in his heart, but he also knew in his heart that for these people at the lowest level, the level of a little overlord is already incredible.
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"You said no?" One of the leading men glared at the hunchbacked old man, his eyes full of anger, "I think you didn't hear Master Murong clearly! If you can't afford the red gold mine, you won't be able to live well."
The hunchbacked old man stared at this group of people, his body trembling: "My lords, there are no mines around us, how do you expect us to have tens of thousands of red gold stones?"
"You don't have it here, don't you know how to look for it elsewhere? The continent is so big? You still can't find a red gold mine? Humph, if not, don't you know how to buy it? No matter what, these three thousand kilograms of red gold
You must give us the mine, otherwise you will wait to die." The leading man shouted angrily.
"Sir! We are also members of the Murong Ancient Clan. Aren't you afraid that the Holy Clan will blame you for bullying us like this?" The hunchbacked old man stared at the other party angrily.
"Blame?! Haha...Old guy, are you confused? Yes, your surname is Murong, but so what? Within a thousand miles, there is no one who is not Xing Murong. You are just a villager in the mountains. Just kill him.
Don’t say that the Murong Ancient Clan didn’t know, even if they knew, would they still blame Lord Murong Jin?” said the leader Han.
Zi glared at the villagers and shouted, "Don't take yourself too seriously. We are not from the Holy City, we are all slaves of the Murong Ancient Clan. Since you are a slave, you must have the consciousness of being a slave. I will give you three more days,
If you can't collect three thousand kilograms of red gold ore within three days, there will be no need for your village to exist."
"How dare you!" Hu Tou shouted with a furious temper. He stared at the people on horseback with his eyes wide open.
"What are you afraid of?" The leading man pulled out his riding crop and swiped it towards the tiger's head. Seeing this, the tiger's head stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and then pulled it hard, and the man's u was torn off.
The horse fell to the ground.
"Boss!" When the riders saw that their boss had fallen off the horse, they all got off their horses and helped the boss up.
The man who climbed up touched his face that hurt from the fall, stared at the tiger's head and shouted: "Looking for death!"
After saying that, he pulled out the saber from his waist and slashed hard at the tiger's head.
Hu Tou was worthy of being a tenth-level profound practitioner. He reached out and grabbed a branch next to him, and used his energy to move it towards the saber. He blocked the opponent's saber, but the branch was also cut off.
"No wonder you dare to attack me. It turns out you have some strength." The leading man glared at the tiger's head angrily and shouted to the people around him, "Come on, come together, we will kill him first today."
Seeing that these people actually wanted to kill Hutou, the villagers were shocked. They wanted to help Hutou, but most of them were ordinary people. In front of these men holding sabers, those who were not strong enough were of little use.
Erdan and the others, who had reached the realm of strength, were unarmed and were no match for those vicious men (6).
"Tiger Head! Hurry, run away."
Seeing that these people were about to surround Hutou, some of the villagers shouted quickly. At the same time, they each picked up the wooden sticks around them and wanted to go to help Hutou.
"Escape?! If he escapes, I will kill your whole village." The leading man snorted coldly.
When Hu Tou heard these words, he became even more furious. He waved the branches and sticks that were chopped into two pieces and hit these people fiercely: "Should I kill you first?"
"You're the only one who wants to kill us without any weapons?" The leading man laughed loudly, "Do you think you've reached the point of becoming a spirit?"
After saying that, he instructed his men to start slashing at the tiger's head. Each of his men had the strength of seven or eight levels. With so many people holding weapons, even though the tiger's head was at level ten, they couldn't stop it.
Coming down, the sabers came down one after another, forcing him to retreat continuously.
Seeing this, the villagers did not care about their own life or death, and began to dance with wooden sticks, trying to help Hu Tou.
"Looking for death!" When the leading man saw this scene, he couldn't help but snorted, "You're welcome, anyone who dares to move forward will be killed directly."
Erdan gritted his teeth and was about to rush forward. As he rushed forward, he whispered in Xu Feng's ear: "Wait a minute and run away. You can't do anything if you stay here. You are not from our village. Why?"
Our village is not worth dying for."
After saying this, Erdan ran up.
Xu Feng looked at the villagers running up and shook his head. These people couldn't help Hutou if they went up, for fear of hurting him. Xu Feng was also afraid that these vicious people would hurt the villagers, so he shot out the Heart Sword, and the Heart Sword was silent.
Wuxi. Before anyone could realize what was going on, the men who were so fierce just now fell to the ground one by one, making no sound.
The villagers, who were originally holding wooden sticks and preparing to fight to the death, looked at these men who fell silently to the ground. They were all in a daze. Their movements froze, and they all looked at these men strangely, wondering what on earth were they doing?
Are you still planning to pretend to be dead?
But, do they need to pretend to be dead? Are they afraid of people like themselves?!