"How far is it? It's been two days since we walked."
A group of six people were walking in the wilderness. The sunlight fell from the dense leaves, and the stars reflected on everyone. It was really beautiful.
But none of the six people had the leisure and grace to appreciate it. The young servant's voice was full of dissatisfaction. This was already his seventy-eighth urging.
He seems to be born with anxiety disorder, always urging him repeatedly. This has already been shown in the tribe, but now it is even more obvious.
Tang Xuanming looked back and saw that even though he was a servant, he was dressed much better than the hunters in the tribe. Next to him, the soft-looking and plump maid was too lazy to speak, or in other words, she didn't bother to talk to him in the wilderness.
of primitive human communication.
Most of the time it was the young man's servant who spoke.
Tang Xuanming glanced at the depths of the dense forest. Before he could speak, the old man in the team smiled and said, "Mo Jin, don't be too anxious. We have been moving towards the depths of the wilderness."
"Elder of the tribe, our road is not a straight line. Instead, it has twists and turns, leaving many unnecessary detours. This hunter from the barbaric tribe may have been specially sent by other families to delay our time. We ourselves are lagging behind.
, if this continues..."
Mo Jin bowed to report, with a serious expression and an upright posture. He looked completely different from Tang Xuanming when he spoke.
"No," the clan elder, who was wearing a white robe, tall and elegant, said with a smile: "He is not taking a meaningless detour. This hunter in the tribe is indeed very familiar with the environment of the wilderness.
He took the initiative to lead us to avoid several vicious beasts."
"That's a slave being rude."
Mo Jin did not argue, but took another look at Tang Xuanming, with a different meaning in his eyes.
Although the clan elder was not very strict, he still felt humiliated.
"This barbarian just led us around in the jungle and didn't explain to me that we had gone to the beast's lair to make me embarrassed in front of my ancestors."
Tang Xuanming's expression was calm and there was even a hint of a smile on his face. Although he had not entered the point-star level, his experience in the world of the Tomb of Gods and the powerful energy and energy greatly strengthened his spiritual thoughts.
It allowed him to possess the mental power that only high-level people at the Dianxing level possess in advance, allowing him to be keenly aware of other people's feelings, and able to see ferocious beasts within a few miles.
It's just that Tang Xuanming still can't get to the bottom of the old man. Time has left deep traces on this old man who doesn't know his race, including indelible wrinkles on his face, gray hair, and a thin body...
But it also gave him powerful power. Tang Xuanming tried several times to use mental thoughts to detect the old man's strength, but he sensed a danger before he even got close, because he gave up voluntarily.
He didn't make that kind of dangerous attempt. There was something mysterious surrounding him. His mental thoughts and power fluctuations were not obvious, or even close to nothing. He looked like an ordinary hunter.
And his current performance is that of an experienced hunter, who has led a group of people to escape from the beast's lair many times in advance.
"Another vicious beast ahead."
Tang Xuanming frowned slightly and stepped to the left without saying a word. He was usually taciturn, so he didn't attract any attention.
Seeing that Tang Xuanming did not go in a straight line, but took a detour to the left, the young servant who had felt humiliated before felt uncomfortable again. Although he was only a servant in the clan and his status was not high, but that was in
In the clan, it is not like this in the outside world.
In the past, no one would dare to look down upon him wherever he went, and he would even receive many gifts.
But now a barbarian ignored him again and again, without explaining anything to him, and just led her around like a headless fly in the wilderness.
This made the nameless karma in his heart burn. Thinking of the clan elder's words before, he did not accuse Tang Xuanming directly, but asked coldly: "Stupid barbarian, are there any ferocious beasts ahead?"
Tang Xuanming's face turned cold. He was not angry because of this title. His experience in many worlds had greatly increased his experience, and he was far from being angry because of these simple words.
"Indeed, there are indeed ferocious beasts ahead. It is difficult to pass directly. It is best to bypass this section of the road."
Mo Jincai didn't listen to Tang Xuanming's words. He cared about the opinions of the clan elders and the young masters and ladies in the family.
Judging from the previous words, the clan elder seems to think highly of this barbarian.
Therefore, he took the initiative to stab it and test it.
He used extremely sarcastic words to mock Tang Xuanming, but as he expected, the clan elder didn't care how he mocked a barbarian.
Even though this barbarian is very useful to them, in the eyes of the clan elders, young masters and others, as long as the barbarian is not dead and can still perform his functions normally, then everything is fine.
This is usually the case with large families.
After confirming this fact, Mo Jin made undisguised taunts all the way, but Tang Xuanming completely turned a deaf ear to him, or pretended to be dumbfounded.
As if he couldn't understand the thorn hidden in Mo Jin's words, he led a group of people deeper into the wilderness.
Tang Xuanming's many concessions only encouraged Mo Jin's arrogance.
His words became more and more exaggerated and unsubtle.
"Inferior races like you living in the wilderness should disappear from the world forever."
"You will only become a stain on the human race if you live in this world, making it impossible for the human race to have a higher race."
Tang Xuanming took it indifferently, but in his heart he sentenced these people to death.
He spends more time thinking about how to have more powerful power.
There is no need to practice strictly according to the level of practice, but to jump directly to the next level.
He needs more strength.
"Grandpa, I'm hungry, let's take a rest."
A coquettish voice sounded in Tang Xuanming's ears, giving him goosebumps all over his body.
It was the taciturn young lady among the group. She held the arm of the old man in white robe and acted coquettishly. A doting smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said helplessly: "Okay, okay, let's take a rest."
A bonfire was quickly raised on the spot. For hunters in the wilderness, many taboos cannot be broken. At least many hunters dare not light bonfires casually in the wilderness. But for this group of powerful outsiders, some taboos cannot be broken at all.
Of no use.
With their strength, many dangers can be destroyed with a wave of their hands.
Tang Xuanming lit a bonfire alone and ate the dried meat brought from the tribe.
The old man and his group were sitting leisurely in a pile, while two servants were busy with each other. One of them went deep into the wilderness, and soon dragged back a huge flamingo, and skillfully plucked the feathers and removed the blood.