Originally, when the Shan Barbarian Tribe came, Heqian Village was not prepared at all and the village wall was destroyed in an instant.

Under Yan Qi's leadership, the barbarian warriors were as if they had entered a no-man state. Several of them killed Yan Tiezhu's home. Although Yan Tiezhu rose up to resist, he was eventually seriously injured because he was outnumbered.

During the fierce battle, Yan Xiaohuan stabbed a barbarian warrior to death with a wooden sword, but he was unable to recover the crisis. He was kidnapped by the barbarians and his whereabouts are now unknown.

Everyone knows that the barbarians are cruel and bloodthirsty. Even if they are still alive, they may be worse than death.

So after Yan Tiezhu woke up, she burst into tears and begged Wei Changfeng to help save the person.

"Brother Tiezhu, don't be excited"

Wei Changfeng said in a deep voice: "I will definitely rescue Xiaohuan!"

He stretched out his right hand, his index finger and middle finger together into a sword shape, and gently pressed it on Yan Tiezhu's eyebrows, injecting a trace of soft energy, which straight into the latter's sea of ​​consciousness.

The Yintang’s heavy acupoint is directly connected to the sea of ​​consciousness, and Yan Tiezhu is not a real warrior, so he fainted without resistance.

His serious injury has not been healed, and being too excited will seriously affect his injuries, so Wei Changfeng had to take action.

As for Yan Xiaohuan, Wei Changfeng must be saved!

"It's all my fault for being incompetent!"

Yan Dashan said sadly: "You can't protect the brothers in the village, alas!"

"Brother Yan, this is not your fault!"

Wei Changfeng said seriously: "I will go and rescue Xiaohuan now. The Shanman Tribe shouldn't have gone very far."

Heqian Village was robbed and someone was taken away. The barbarians would definitely not run too fast, so they go after it immediately and have a great chance to rescue people.

Yan Dashan said without hesitation: "Brother Wei. I'll go with you!"

Although the Shan Barbarian Tribe is powerful, Wei Changfeng's strength should not be underestimated. Even the superior monster Black Pig King can kill it. He believes that Wei Changfeng can definitely deal with the barbarian warriors of the Shan Barbarian Tribe.

But as the saying goes, tigers cannot defeat wolves. The Shan Barbarian Tribe has hundreds of powerful warriors. If Wei Changfeng pursues alone, it would be too dangerous.

"I'll go too!"

"Are you me? Kill all those dog barbarians!"

"Add me, add me!"

The hunters next to them were all excited and shouted that they would go for revenge together.

Wei Changfeng shook his head and said, "Brother Yan, and you all stay here. I just need someone who is familiar with the surrounding terrain and can lead the way."

Seeing that Yan Dashan wanted to say something, Wei Changfeng reached out to stop him and said, "No need to say anything, Yan Dashan, you don't need to say anything more. Stay here to help take care of Brother Tiezhu!"

Heqian Village suffered a disaster. Now Yan Dashan needs to stay in the back of the country to stabilize the hearts of the people. If he followed Wei Changfeng to chase the enemy, Wei Changfeng would not be assured that Yan Tiezhu was seriously injured.

Although Yan Dashan was very unwilling to give in, he did not force him. He chose a young hunter to accompany Wei Changfeng.

The hunter's name is Yan Qing. Although he is only twenty years old, he is smart and smart and trustworthy. He has rich hunting experience and is very familiar with the situation of dozens of miles around Heqian Village.

The most important thing is that Yan Qing is quick and quick in his quest to chase the Shanman tribe. He is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

And his performance was also very good. He found traces of the barbarians as soon as he left the village.

"Sir, look, these are the footprints of a wolf."

Yan Qing leaned over and pointed to the deep claw marks on the ground and said, "They are heading east."

The Nine Netherlands do not have the sun rise and the moon set, but they are also divided into directions from southeast, west and north, based on the direction of the mountains, and distinguishing directions is also a necessary skill for hunters.

Yan Qing is older than Wei Changfeng, but he once saw with his own eyes how Wei Changfeng killed monsters, so he admired the latter very much, so he used the title of honor.

Wei Changfeng looked in the direction of his finger. He saw that all kinds of footprints on the ground were confused, but the direction was not wrong.

"Wolf? The barbarian has mounts?"

If you have a mount, it will be troublesome. Wei Changfeng can only track it alone, and may not be able to catch up.

He knew too little about the Ancestral Witch Valley.

Yan Qing said without hesitation: "Only the barbarian warriors have wolf mounts. Other warriors use their feet to rush on their way. They carry a lot of weight, so the footprints left on the ground are very deep."

"Walk!"

Wei Changfeng didn't say nonsense, and asked Yan Qing to lead the way forward.

Stay away from Heqian Village and follow the mountain environment. The mountainous environment is complex. Some places are covered with grass and some places are not growing in grass, which greatly increases the difficulty of tracking the two people.

At this time, Yan Qing's experience helped a lot. He tried hard to distinguish the silk traces on the ground and always kept in the right direction.

The barbarian tribes had different habits of living from the survivors of Yan State. They did not like to build villages, but instead hunted and grazed everywhere, and occasionally did some robbery work.

Many victimized villages hated the barbarians to the core, but in the Ancestral Witch Valley, the barbarians' status is higher than that of the survivors of Yan State. The great witches in Wucheng would not pay attention to Yanmin's accusations, and it was almost impossible for the latter to seek revenge on the barbarians.

There is a big gap in strength between the two sides. For example, there is only one warrior in Yandashan in Heqian Village, and there are at least three warriors riding on wolves in the Shanman tribe, and there are even more powerful wizards to plan, so it is normal for Heqian Village to suffer such heavy losses.

The two chased after about thirty miles, and the terrain in front became flat.

The breeze blew, with a fishy smell.

Yan Qing suddenly stopped and said excitedly: "Sir, we are chasing the Shan Barbarian Tribe!"

His sense of smell was very sensitive. When he smelled the stench on the barbarians, he realized that the target was not far away.

Most of the barbarians in the Ancestral Witch Valley do not take a bath. They only clean once when they are born and die because their body odor is extremely heavy and easy to distinguish.

Yan Qing smelled the smell, but Wei Changfeng heard the sound from afar, as if a group of people were celebrating the carnival, singing, dancing, and beating the leather drums, clearly hearing!

"Take good care of yourself"

Wei Changfeng immediately said to Yan Qing: "I'll deal with those barbarians!"

His voice was very calm, but the light in his eyes was cold and ruthless.

Yan Qing knew that he could not help in such a battle, and instead would drag Wei Changfeng down, so he nodded and said, "Sir, take care of yourself!"

Wei Changfeng smiled faintly, suddenly unfolded his body and rushed forward, and disappeared from Yan Qing's sight in an instant.

Yan Qing took a breath.

He thought for a while, gritted his teeth and followed Wei Changfeng, and continued to move in that direction-
Chapter completed!