The official road spread into the jungle, and the moisture on the official road became heavier and there was still a hint of miasma. Several black wolves had already adapted to the place, but the degree was not reduced but a little faster.

There is a unique breath here that can enter the body as they breathe, allowing their qi and blood to remain vigorous.

No thieves appeared along the way, and the little boy breathed a sigh of relief. Soon, he started talking to several people.

"Where are you from?" The little boy was much more courageous. Along the way, he secretly paid attention to the few people. It was not difficult for them to get along with, but it was easy to talk to, especially Lao Shan God, who often talked about some interesting stories, which was very attractive.

Laoshan Shinto said: "I followed my parents to guard the city in the extreme places in my early years. Later, my parents died in battle, so I left there and traveled alone. I once went to the Wu clan, Dongsheng and other places. Now that I am in my destiny, I want to go back to my hometown to see you!"

The little boy nodded. There are no fewer such people. Like the Wushuang City in Dongsheng, the witch clan and the barbarian clan also have the same city that needs people to station and guard. These people will marry and have children here, and reproduce.

The old mountain god pointed at a few more people and said, "I identified them during the tour. Although they were casual cultivators, we formed a group of our own. Now we also want to go back to the barbarians to see it. There are many wars there, and we are afraid of being affected, so we left there in order to avoid getting involved in the vortex!"

The little boy nodded again, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, and he responded softly, as a response.

The little boy looked at Mu Ming and asked, "Why are you always taciturn? Is it different to see you all the way? They talk a lot, somehow?"

Mu Ming raised his eyes and looked at the little boy. The little boy was not afraid of the ghost face on Mu Ming's face, but was curious.

"Not good at speaking!" Mu Ming responded briefly. After using the ** Xuan Gong, his vocal cords felt a little uncomfortable, so Mu Ming rarely spoke.

"Is that right? Can you let me know about the ability to cure diseases and save people?" The little boy seemed to have some thoughts.

Mu Ming looked at the person again and pondered for a moment: "Treatment and saving people is the second best, but killing people is invisible, so I have a lot of experience. Let the young master take a look!"

For some reason, the little boy swallowed. Mu Ming's tone was gloomy, as if he had not seen the sun all year round, which made people feel a little cold. Moreover, Mu Ming's ghost face had a faint ghost aura.

Lao Shan God laughed and said, "Pharmacist, don't scare our little employer. After doing this business, we can rest for a while. Don't mess up!"

Mu Ming nodded without saying much. The little boy just smiled and said, "Do you guys have no intention of joining a certain clan and becoming a guest minister?"

The old mountain god sighed, "It's just a casual cultivator, I'm used to freedom!"

The little boy shook his head: "After all, it's a life of licking blood from the knife. Good birds choose trees to live in. After all, it won't be a bad thing to find a support." The little boy's words are not like a **-year-old child, but are full of old-fashioned attitude, as if they are influenced by them for a long time!

The old mountain gods looked at each other, and even Mu Ming looked over. The few of them did not answer, but showed a deep thought.

When the little boy saw it, there was a light shining in his eyes.

At this time, the few people walked into the jungle, and their clothes were completely damp. The few people were wet. The little boy used his cultivation to remove the cold, but after a while, he shivered.

When the old mountain god saw it, he whistled. The black wolf stopped. The little boy wanted to say something, but he finally walked down from the black wolf.

"Pharmacist, burn a fire!" The old mountain god glanced at Mu Ming and said, "I'll go get some wild game!"

Mu Ming pulled out the dagger at his waist, then chopped the number behind him. After using his cultivation, the big tree broke. Mu Ming waved his knife again, and the big tree broke open. After a few roars, pieces of firewood fell to the ground.

Mu Ming came back with some firewood. When the little boy saw it, he couldn't help but say, "It's all wet, how to ignite it!"

The name of the wood didn't answer, but opened his mouth and spit it out, a ball of purple flame flew out and fell onto the firewood, which burned and was extremely vigorous.

When the little boy saw the flame, he said, "Is this the inner alchemy fire of the flame wild beast right?"

"Hehe, I have some eyesight!" A laugh came from the wooden cloak. The little boy only felt the chill was stronger, so he approached the fire a little.

"Don't consume your cultivation in this jungle. Your early stage cultivation level is not enough to be squandered here!" Mu Ming reminded again, there was a bit cold here, but it was much better than the witch clan.

The little boy nodded silently and whispered: "Thank you!"

Several black wolves whimpered, Mu Ming stood up, walked to the few black wolves, and took out some blood food from the storage bag, which was prepared by Lao Shan God before.

Mu Ming took out some medicine powder and poured it on the bloody food. The black wolf immediately feasted.

The little boy looked at this scene and was a little surprised and couldn't help but say: "The pharmacist's medicine powder tastes very light, and it seems to be the power of success in Dao Liu!"

Bai Ling said: "You have good eyesight, which is admirable. The pharmacist's level of refining medicine is also good in the extreme realm. It was just because he offended some people, so he followed us, otherwise he could do well there!"

The little boy nodded secretly, his doubts dissipated a little, but he said, "That's a pity, the pharmacist is not old, right?"

Bai Ling smiled and said, "We don't know, the pharmacist has not mentioned it, but it shouldn't be over eighteen years old!"

"I think it should be younger... It's great to have this level of medicine refining at this age, even the top pharmacists in the tribe are only higher than this!"

The little boy looked at Mu Ming and said, Mu Ming left back and said hoarsely: "The black wolf consumes a lot. If this continues, it will consume their lifespan!"

"Why should you care about the lives of a few beasts?" said the little boy. The black wolf grinned and began to restlessly. They were creatures with human nature.

Mu Ming glanced at a few black wolf, and the black wolf became quiet one after another.

"If we hear such words again, we don't mind throwing you here!" Mu Ming looked at the bonfire. The flames were very hot, and the moisture on the people's bodies was almost evaporated, but the little boy was scared and sweating.

"Sorry, I've lost my words!" The little boy looked at the people, but Xue Limeng and others didn't say anything, as if the words of the wooden name represented their meaning.

Fortunately, the old mountain god appeared from the jungle at this time, and the little boy felt that the atmosphere was not so depressing.

"A rare prey!" The little boy spoke up to resolve the atmosphere.

Lao Shan Shen smiled and said, "It's really rare. I've eaten it in my early years. These eight-delic chickens are rare delicacies, but they are very small in number and grow in the dense forest. This time, I happened to catch so many of them!"

Lao Shan Shen put down the three eight-delicious chickens in his hand, and his whole body was black and looked like a fair look.

In addition, a black elk was carried with a big knife on his shoulder!

Elks are common, so little boys don't mention them.

Putting down a few eight-degree chickens, the little boy hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to speak: "I'll deal with it. My mother asked me to deal with it when I was a child!" After that, he took the initiative to get up and take over the eight-degree chickens.

The few people were a little surprised, but Xue Limeng and others showed a smile.

The old mountain god personally blacked the elk skin, then drove his magical powers to condense the water flow, and washed the elk. Finally, he looked at Bai Ling and said, "Your spear is borrowed for use!"

Bai Ling didn't hesitate and threw it out directly.

The little boy was secretly shocked. That was the natal treasure. It was so casual that he was a little curious about the few people, and he always felt something was wrong!

The old mountain god took two more tree branches and inserted them on both sides of the bonfire, then pierced the elk with a spear and threw it onto the tree branches.

Soon, the flames were heard, because the oil fell into the bonfire. The elk skin began to turn golden, and in the distance, the little boy couldn't help but move his throat.

The little boy also handled the Eight-Treasure Chicken. The old mountain god was quite satisfied and said, "It seems that he had some unforgettable memories when he was a child!"

The little boy looked a little sad, but the old mountain god also treated the Bazhen chicken with clean water.

Mu Ming slapped the storage bag and flew out some bottles and jars. Lao Shan Shen personally opened the medicine jars and sprinkled some of the powder on them. Several women took the branches and put them on several chickens, and each of them baked them with one.

Seeing this, the little boy said, "How can I prepare so well!" Mu Ming took out those and all the seasonings, and some medicine powders, which made him seem to have a better understanding of Mu Ming!

Laoshan Shinto said: "It's good to have this usually!"

The old mountain god skillfully dispersed the powder and then turned the elk on the spear.

Soon, the fragrance overflowed and several black wolf whimpered.

When the old mountain god saw it, he cut off half of the elk with a big knife, which was 40 or 50 kilograms. Then he divided it into five parts and handed it to them, saying, "Thank you too!"

Seeing this, the little boy thought and looked at Mu Ming, but when he saw Mu Ming handing over an eight-degree chicken, he was stunned.

"Grow up, eat more!"

The little boy wanted to refuse, but when he saw Mu Ming's ghost mask, he nodded and took it. However, when he took it, a silver needle flew out of his cuff and tried it without a trace.

Mu Ming turned a blind eye and said lightly: "Prudentness is a good thing, but being too cautious means being scheming, and you will lose a lot!"

The little boy smiled apologetically and asked, "So... have you lost a lot too!"

Mu Ming didn't answer, but he cut the elk with a dagger and gave each person a point, which was placed among some big leaves.

Xue Limeng asked for a dagger and divided the remaining two Eight-Treasure Chicken to Mu Ming and Lao Shan Shen.

The wooden name slowly took it down and tasted it. The little boy was curious about the wooden name's appearance, but Mu Ming's face was in the cloak and could not be seen, so he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"It tastes good!" Mu Ming admired. This was the first time I tasted this Batang chicken. I only felt that it was changing in the mouth. It was oily but not greasy, the meat was delicious, and it had a faint fragrance.

Then, Mu Ming ate some venison, but the taste was average.

After a while, Mu Ming put on a mask again and meditated silently.

Lao Shan Shen watched the few people stop talking one after another, and then looked at the remaining venison meat on the grill, and then cut a piece of lean barbecue for the little boy, "Eat more!"

After all, the little boy was in the spiritual realm of Taoism and was unable to fast, so he ate a lot.

The old mountain god swept the remaining wind and the clouds, which made the little boy secretly amazed. There were at least dozens of kilograms of venison, and this person's appetite was really amazing!

Little did I know that this little barbecue could only be said to be a thigh for Lao Shan God!

After a while, the old mountain god took out a bear skin from the storage bag and threw it to the little boy, saying, "You have a sleep, we'll guard!"

The little boy felt a little sleepy and had to endure it, but hesitated a little and responded. He felt much more at ease with the few people. Then he took the initiative to spread the bear skin, lay down quietly, and then slowly closed his eyes. However, he secretly took out a piece of talisman paper from his cuffs and silently pinched it in the palm of his hand.

The old mountain god nodded secretly, quite funny.

There was nothing to say all night. Before dawn, the little boy suddenly woke up, sweating profusely, and then glanced around for a week. However, when the old mountain god and others were driving the green wolf to transport goods, he felt relieved.

Mu Ming came over, grabbed him, and then put him on the back of a black wolf. The little boy was speechless. The few people really treated him as a child, but they felt warm in their hearts!

This time, the little boy showed his way, but the few people did not move forward on the official road.

"No one else passed by this night, which made me a little uneasy. Let's take the small path!"

Several people had no objection to this, only Mu Ming asked: "Which tribe does the official road lead to?"

The little boy said: "Blood Dragon Tribe, this tribe has changed new and old recently, and the young masters may have launched a war. I suspect that the past merchants have been blocked. If we pass by this trip, we may be detained!"

At this time, Xue Limeng also said: "When I left the city, I heard about it. It seems that the boss killed the second and third brothers!"
To be continued...