"He was seriously injured and now he has just stopped the bleeding. If he wants to get completely healed, he still has to take care of it for a while."

Feng Wuyou was relieved when he stopped bleeding.

Trauma is a trivial matter. As long as there is no more bleeding, you will be able to take care of it later.

"This is okay, Lingquan will help us solve it."

It's the spiritual spring again?

Feng Wuyou couldn't help it and asked, "He lost a lot of blood, can this spiritual spring solve it?"

Wulun looked like Feng Wuyou had never seen the world: "It's just blood, what's the difficulty?

Spiritual springs will cause our physical potential to explode, wound healing, and blood production accelerates, which are very simple things."

So easy to use?

Feng Wuyou regretted it a little. If she had known that Lingquan was so good, she should have gone in and soaked in when she arrived by Lingquan.

Fortunately, it's not too late now. After returning to Xuanniao tribe, she will find a way to go there.

There are many injured people here in Shengman. Wulun said unintentionally to Feng Wuyou and said, "You helped me again, but I won't give you more things. Just that bamboo whistle, as long as you hear it,

We will definitely help you once.”

"etc!"

Seeing that Wulun was leaving, Feng Wuyou quickly called him: "We met several times in a row, so it's a fate. Should you tell us your identity?"

Feng Wuyou kept hearing that Shengman called Wulun the young master, and his identity should be quite low.

When Wulun heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then laughed disdainfully: "Did you think I am the young master of Shengman when you hear them call me?"

"Isn't it?"

"Don't think too much. We are so many people. How can I be the young master of Tianman?

Tianman Hundred Tribes, I am just the young master of one of the small tribes. Our Tianman has its own goddess and patriarch, but you probably won’t have the chance to meet them.”

After saying that, Ulun didn't stop and took the people away.

"This person is too crazy!"

Cheng Zhijie was very unhappy. The Empress had always been very polite to him and helped him twice, but he seemed to be taking it for granted.

Feng Wuyou shook his head: "It may not be crazy, I'm afraid there are too few people who deal with people, so I'll say whatever I want."

Although Wulun's tone is not very nice, his words do not seem to be fake. It should be the real situation of the sage.

However, Feng Wuyou heard another familiar word: Tianman Hundreds of Texts.

She had heard this sentence before, but it was not the Hundred Heavenly Man Chapters, but the Eight Heavenly Man Chapters.

The person who speaks is not a man of nature, but a man of nature.

When she heard this, she immediately thought that this must be Chu Xuan's evil taste. If it weren't for the reform of the Tianlong Ba Mo, she would have watched so many novels and TV series by Master Jin Yong in vain.

But at this time, she was confused again when she heard it from Ulun.

Could it be that this statement was really not brought by Chu Xuan, but Shengman had it?

However, both Shengman and Shuman call themselves Tianman, so there are also the sayings of Eight and Hundred Divisions.

This wild continent is really becoming more and more interesting.

Wulun left without looking back, and Feng Wuyou turned around and asked Cheng Zhijie: "Didn't it mean that there are not many people in the sacred barbarians? Why did Wulun say there are hundreds of students?"

Cheng Zhijie smiled silly: "Fortunately they have hundreds of tribes, otherwise how could we have something to do with the wilderness?"

After listening to Cheng Zhijie's detailed introduction, I realized that although there are more than a hundred Shengman tribes, each tribe has at most three or two hundred people, and often dozens of people dare to call a tribe.

Unlike Shuman, even the smallest tribe has seven or eight hundred people, and the dozens of tribes that constitute the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the number of people in the Great Tribe is even tens of thousands.

And more importantly, Shengman is not united. These more than a hundred tribes fight each other and never cooperate with each other.

Otherwise, if they really gather together to destroy a mature man's tribe, it would be easy.

Feng Wuyou felt confused after hearing this.

Why does the more she knows about life, the more confused she becomes?

What do these people live in the wilderness and want to do?

Why do they feel that they just want to live and have no idea of ​​improving their living environment?

Before, Wulun gave her the bamboo whistle, she thought Wulun was a memorable person, but after listening to the introduction of Zhijie, he looked back and found that it was not the case at all.

Wulun gave her a bamboo whistle not to have sex with her, but on the contrary, it was to cut off her relationship.

She helped Ulun once, and Ulun in turn just helped her again, and everyone would be clear and not owed each other.

Next time we meet, it is not surprising that we can fight immediately.

For a moment, Feng Wuyou felt speechless.

"What are the queen thinking?"

Cheng Zhijie asked in a low voice.

Feng Wuyou sighed: "I'm thinking that I'm losing my dish of cured meat."

Hearing this, everyone around him laughed.

Only Feng Wuyou can think of these things under such circumstances.

It is useless to think about things like Shengman, and he can't even think about the result, so he simply stops thinking about it.

On the contrary, these people from the Great Zhou tribe and the Divine Guard are worth their efforts.

After all this time, the divine guards on the ground had long disintegrated and turned into a pool of disgusting blood.

Xiao Jinglan frowned in disgust. He saw too many corpses and blood. Although those were ugly and heroic, this method of turning into pus is really disgusting.

Seeing that Cheng Zhijie and others were about to come forward, Feng Wuyou quickly stopped him: "Don't go."

When the Divine Guard turned into blood in Tianlan's territory, Feng Wuyou ordered that the whole area be encircled and listed as a forbidden area. Even so, many reports later came from that, and some people fell seriously ill after mistakenly entering.

I didn't pay attention at that time, but now I think about it again. In fact, the symptoms of those diseases are quite similar to those after bathing in the Spirit Spring.

Also weak, nausea, vomiting.

Most people got better after leaving that area and raising some more days, and one or two died.

Now that we have encountered the Divine Guard again, it is better to stay away from it.

But Cheng Zhijie smiled and said, "Don't worry, these divine guards should also be covered with wilderness and unknown things. Tianlan people are not used to it, so they get sick. Now we have been here for two or three years and are still bathed.

Lingquan, the corpse water of the Divine Guard can no longer hurt us."

Seeing that Cheng Zhijie said it was certain, Feng Wuyou thought about it and nodded, without saying anything else.

Cheng Zhijie walked up and looked at the ordinary and familiar maniacs, wanting to see if there would be one or two fish that had escaped the net, but they were not dead yet.

But after searching it, I came back with disappointment.

They were all dead, and there was no one left.

Feng Wuyou is not surprised by this. They were deeply instigated by Xia Pingning. Although Xia Pingning is dead now, such a useful method, the successors in power will definitely not give up. Therefore, these people will not be captured alive and will commit suicide if they are captured.

The idea must be very deep-rooted.

Feng Wuyou looked at the corpses and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Empress, won't I continue to leave?"

They came to the mountains to find Ziyingcao. According to the normal route, they should have arrived at a place called the Second Mountain Stream before tonight.

There is leeing and water, which is very suitable for camping.

More importantly, there are open spaces around, and there are fewer ghost fires to see.

At night, hundreds of ghosts cried and shone brightly in the Evil Ghost Mountain. The denser the land, the more powerful it was.

Therefore, if you can't rush to that open space to camp, you can scare yourself to death in this mountain.

They have been delaying a lot of time now, and if they don’t set out, they are afraid they won’t be able to catch up.

"No hurry, I didn't understand something."

Feng Wuyou looked up and glanced at the people around him: "How did the people from the Great Zhou know that we were coming to Evil Ghost Mountain?"

As soon as he asked, everyone around him became silent.

If it were just people from the Great Zhou tribe here, they wouldn't think much about it, but they actually brought the Divine Guard, not one or two, but more than twenty.

How precious is the Divine Guard?

The annual selection of the Great Anniversary has been so many years, but there are only more than a thousand.

The Divine Guards are all one-time. Once the mutation is triggered, death is waiting for them.

On weekdays, it is not important to use the Divine Guards at all.

Just like in Tianlan, his status is as noble as Xia Ao, and there are only dozens of divine guards around him. Moreover, it was not until the end of his life that he took out this method.
To be continued...