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Chen Mo saw that they were far away, and they saw that they were not Li Jun from the clothes.

In the Kunming market, because it is not the army of the Li family, it must be a tribe warrior.

Chen Mo saw them and did not plan to provoke.

But at this moment, an old man above the cliff glanced at Chen Mo, but flew away with a smile. When Chen Mozhen saw the old man flying over, his face was suddenly gloomy, and the magic sword was ready. If this tribal warrior wanted to start with Chen Mo, Chen Mo would kill him instantly!

However, when the old man flew in, he had no killing. On the contrary, he smiled. He came to Chen Mo and asked, "Dare to ask a friend of a sword family?"

When the old man flew to Chen Mo, he asked with a smile.

Chen Mo heard it, but he had no expression, but he was moved: "He treats me as a soldier of a sword tribe?"

Chen Mo asked with a smile: "What do you think?"

The old man looked down at the flying sword stepped on, and said with a smile: "Oh, look at the entire Kunming market, only soldiers in the residual sword tribe can be the sword!"

"This is just I am very curious. Whenever the soldier of the residual sword tribe passes through the sword, it is bloody, the blood smell smells, but you seem to have a bloody smell!"

The old man said with a smile.

Chen Mo's eyes were flowing, counting, he smiled and said, "I am indeed a soldier of the sword tribe. As for why my blood is weak, this is not the problem you should ask."

Chen Mo also saw that the old man's cultivation was at this moment, but he only succeeded in the field of life and death.

"Yes, yes, the old man has a lot of mouths." The old man immediately apologized and said, "I don't know if friends in the Sword Tribe are here. What kind of brothers there are places where the elderly can work?"

Judging from the attitude of the elderly, Chen Mo also understands that the status and strength of the 108 tribes in the Kunming market must surpass the existence of other ordinary tribes.

Chen Mo said coldly: "I chased a flying eagle, but I didn't expect to be so far away from his beast. Turning around made me feel confused."

"Where is this place?"

"How far is it from the sword?"

Chen Mo asked coldly.

The old man hurriedly said: "This place is the Black Mountains. There are still half a month from the tribe of the sword tribe!"

Chen Mo frowned: "Black Mountain?"

The old man said, "Yes, this place is Heishan!"

"I am a black mountain tribe, I will live in this place for generations!"

Chen Mo frowned and said, "The Black Mountain Tribe?"

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't seem to have heard of this name, he smiled and said, "Little brother, you are mostly falling from the sword tribe, naturally you will not know the Heishan tribe."

"Our Heishan Tribe is the end of the 108 tribes in the Kunming market. The people are rare and the soldiers are not strong. They have spent a lot of time collecting drugs in the Kunming market to make a living!"

"The soldiers in the tribe are not good at fighting. Only a few soldiers, and the escort is gradually proceed."

"So, you have never heard of the Heishan Tribe."

The old man said with a smile.

"It turns out that I say that the name of the Heishan tribe is familiar, but I can't remember." Chen Mo said with a smile. The old man said, "Little brother, this place is far away from the swords. You are worried that it is difficult to go back today. My tribe is not far from me. If you don't want to give up, you can go to my tribe for a while!"

"After you restore your mental strength, it's not too late to leave!"

"Around the Black Mountain Tribe, it is a bit strange every night. If you don't get out of Black Mountain during the sunset, I am afraid there are so many evils!"

The old man told Chen Mo that he had a strong heart.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Old man, what do you mean?"

The old man hurriedly said: "The elderly will not look down on what you mean, but this is a strange thing for our Heishan tribe. Every night, soldiers outside the Heishan tribe will die the next day!"

"So, even if we are the soldiers of the Heishan Tribe, we must return to the tribe before sunset to ensure peace, nothing!"

Chen Mo frowned and said, "Is there such a strange thing?"

The old man smiled and said, "The elderly are definitely not alarmist. As for whether you want to go to my tribe, you can see the younger brother's own choice. I naturally know that the swordsman's warrior is so powerful if you can walk out of the black mountain at night, then the ancients Naturally, it will not stay more! "

Chen Mo bowed his head and thought.

It turned out that Chen Mo went out to chase Li Ge, but now Li Ge did not find it. Chen Mo didn't want to return to Li.

After weighing the advantages and disadvantages, Chen Mo nodded: "Well, if you don't disturb, I am willing to go to the Heishan tribe for a while!"

The old man smiled and said, "Well, please wait for a younger brother. We immediately collect long -lived medicine, and we will return to the Heishan Tribe in the future!"

Chen silently nodded.

Later, the old man returned to the cliff and continued to collect long -lived medicine with other Black Mountain tribes.

Chen Mo also fell from the flying sword, fell on the mountain, watching them take medicine.

When Chen Mo saw the soldiers on the cliff, only the old talents were a bit older, and the other soldiers were basically young men and women.

When the old man returned, he didn't know what to say to them. When light men and women collected medicines, they looked at Chen Mo from time to time!

When their eyes were in contact with Chen Mo, they turned in horror.

Chen silently watched them take medicine.

About half an hour later, the sun tilted, and the old pharmacy team came from the cliff.

The old man walked in front of Chen Mo and said with a smile: "Little brother, we have picked it up, now we can be a tribe!"

"Yes, my name is Fang Dehao, but the leader of the Ninth Team of the Kuroshan Tribe Medicine Collection Team!"

"The little guys I follow are all members of our ninth team!"

The old man said to him with his fist: "This little brother is a soldier from the swords. Because he chased the prey to the Black Mountain Tribe, the sunset was coming, so I invited him to rest.

Chen Mo said with his fist: "Below. Oriental White!" "Drive."

The young men and women looked at Chen Mo, even some women, watching a shy blushing on Chen Mo's cheeks, seeing shy colors.

Those men are Chen Mo's enthusiasm and pursuit.

Chen Mo couldn't understand why they had such a reaction.

Fang Dehao smiled slightly: "Oriental brothers, let's go!"

Chen Mo nodded slightly, then Fang Dehao, and then went to the Heishan Tribe.

The Heishan Tribe is one of the 108 tribes in Kunming, and the tribe of the last tribe is basically the countdown. *