Yan Xing, who was in the oxtail gathering, recalled the dirty and thin children he often saw in some of the villages in Yunwu City. Compared with the families in the mountainous settlement in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh that he was indeed "harsh and fiercer than tigers". At the same time, he also became interested in this settlement as unusual as that girl with swordsmanship.

When I first came in, I saw peach blossoms planted in one corner of the settlement. Yan Xing suddenly felt like "a few peach blossoms are red in color, and the wild people saw the spring breeze." I felt like I had a different life and entered the legendary peach blossom land.

Unfortunately, several inappropriate cold snorkelings interrupted Yan Xing's reverie. Yan Xing saw a group of mountain people walking away, holding various weapons and farm tools in their hands. It seemed that he saw that Yan Xing was alone, and the young and strong men in front of him had already snorted with disdain.

Finally someone came, Yan Xing thought in his heart that no matter how the other party viewed him, being willing to come forward to meet him was the first step to success, even if the other party seemed to be full of hostility towards him.

"You're the one who holds our little deer hostage?"

A young mountain man with a thorny head and a thorny mountain man came first. He was stout and covered in clothes sewn from animal skins, looking a bit tough. He glanced at the bow and arrows and knife on Yan Xing's body, and the muscles on his face moved, and he stepped forward and glared at Yan Xing.

Yan Xing was a little confused by the "little deer" he said, thinking that he was talking about the girl who knew swordsmanship. He pondered for a moment and was about to speak, but the girl who was following the crowd had already walked over quickly. She pulled the animal skin of the tiger-headed mountain man with dissatisfaction, signaling him not to speak, obviously unhappy with his reckless exposure of his name. The tiger-headed mountain man seemed quite awe in front of the girl. Seeing the girl's dissatisfied expression, he immediately did not dare to speak again. He could only turn around and continue to glar at Yan Xing, his eyes full of anger.

An old man with gray hair in the crowd separated the crowd and looked at Yan Xing for a while before speaking slowly:

"I dare to ask where the hero comes from and why I come to the place where I gather?"

Hearing the other party's vigilant question, Yan Xing did not think it was offensive, and grinned and bowed to the other party's elder first.

This dynasty advocates the rule of the world with "filial piety". This old man holds a dove stick, who should be over 70 years old. If he follows the laws of the court, even if he meets the emperor, high-ranking officials will be exempted from ceremonies. In accordance with the etiquette, he will also receive wine, meat, and rice from the government to show respect for the elderly. What's more, the old man now seems to have a high status in this mountain settlement, and is surrounded by people on the way to come. Yan Xing wants others in the next place, and first of all, he must do his etiquette.

After the salute, Yan Xing spoke respectfully:

"I am from Liangzhou. I am a man from a guard and a group of business travelers heading to Chang'an. I encountered riots on the way and got here. Fortunately, I met Guiju's little lady, who had good intentions to heal my wounds. Therefore, I learned that there were riots coming to attack Guiju. Although he was weak, he would come to help him!"

After hearing Yan Xing's remarks, the old man did not agree. He looked back at the girl behind him. The girl's face turned red when facing the old man's inquiry, and nodded slightly. She didn't expect that the man who held him was so shameless. He was obviously forcing him to heal him and forced him to bring him to the settlement. Now, after he said that, he became a helping hand to save a stranger. He was a strange man who was grateful and had no power to come and help him.

Thinking of the man's shameless remarks and his previous frivolous behavior, the girl bit her teeth and spat inwardly. Then a trace of cunning flashed across her eyes and thought to herself:

"Okay, you said you want to come over and help, right? Let Hutou and the others show you a good look later!"

Thinking of her, she gave a wink at a burly and stout young mountain man in the crowd, the young mountain man immediately understood it. He took the lead and said in a muffled voice:

"Why do I need your help? Some thieves who came from some unknown place? It would be fine if they didn't come. If they came, I could kill one with one punch."

Speaking of this, the man with a stout figure swung his huge fist, snorted coldly, and rolled his eyes provocatively at Yan Xing. There was something in his words, and in his eyes, Yan Xing was probably a thief who didn't know where to come from. If he didn't know the truth, he could kill him with one punch.

Yan Xing remained silent in the face of the stout man's provocation. He looked at the faces of the others on the court. Sure enough, he could see a look of confidence or conceit in their faces. Obviously, these people trusted the strength of the stout man.

Yan Xing looked at this stout man again. Judging from the pace of his walking just now, although the other party knew some martial arts, it was also very superficial. It was probably that he had brute force. One-on-one might be really as he said that he could knock down a few riot soldiers, but if he relied on the battle formation, if he relied on the brute force and did not know the formation of advance and retreat, it would be a thing that could knock down with an arrow to the riot soldiers.

Yan Xing smiled. Although these mountain people were a bit special, they seemed to be stronger than ordinary Guizhou-led Lishu, they were still much weaker than a group of soldiers with soldiers with sticks. Yelang was arrogant and met a group of fierce and bloodthirsty Xiliang soldiers, just like a group of wild buffaloes meeting a group of hungry wolves lurking minions. Even if the ignorant prey was strong, it would only struggle a lot. The ending could not escape the fate of being eaten.

Yan Xing was patient and from the words and deeds that the stout mountain citizen deliberately showed, he knew that the other party would never be aimless. Someone must have secretly instigated him to make things difficult for him, so he ignored the other party's provocative eyes, and his eyes passed over the crowd and continued:

"It's not a group of thieves who are going to attack the settlement, but a group of defeated soldiers with soldiers and staff. If you don't believe it, please ask the little lady behind you."

The girl was originally hiding behind the crowd and was secretly laughing at the big bull for the bad guy who was holding her hostage. Unexpectedly, that guy was so powerful that he could see that he was instigating others to make things difficult for him. Her eyes went directly to her. The girl's face turned red. She blushed at the tiger head. The tiger head and shook her teenage mountain man who got the signal immediately jumped out to cover him. He put his waist on his back and glared at Yan Xing like a proud big rooster and said with a sneer:

"What can a group of riots do? The other party is fleeing people. We rely on the fort to fight against the enemy together. Can't we still fight back against a group of defeated soldiers? On the contrary, you, what ability do you have to dare to help me? It's ridiculous!"
Chapter completed!