Chapter 1327： Indigenous land

"Hey!"

In the flash of the knife, a figure wandered back and squatted in the corner.

If the face is not too popular, the onlookers will definitely regard this panting man as a rookie, because his strength is only a second-level monk.

Today's Shenglong City is comparable to the Tianfu Land. Even ordinary residents of the city have very few cultivations, and they all have more than three levels of cultivation, and will face higher in the future.

In this kind of environment, the second-level repair is really difficult to see people, and it is not the case that the children are abandoned. Tang Zhen is precisely the only secondary monk in the entire building.

Fortunately, he is a special case, but he does not feel embarrassed.

"Haha, brother-in-law, you are too weak, not my opponent at all!"

Murong Ziyue, wearing a battle armor, looked proud and looked at Tang Zhen with arrogance. Obviously, he enjoyed the feeling of this madman.

Aside, Qianlong and Morun and others wanted to laugh and didn't dare to laugh. They could only make a hard-faced face, and they looked like they were twisted.

"What is the little girl who is proud of it, your brother-in-law is afraid of hurting you, otherwise you a lord still wants to hurt him!"

Tyson said a fair word on the side. Of course, if he didn't turn around and snicker, Tang Zhen would really be a good comrade.

I have to say that Tang Zhen’s previous record is so amazing that he is an invincible strong in the eyes of the residents, so when Tang Zhen is beaten by Murong Ziyue, everyone will have this kind of uncontrollable joy. Feelings are emerging.

Even if they know that this is because the strength of boarding the body is too weak, but it can't be otherwise. This body is no different from Tang Zhen himself.

Tang Zhen did not care about the reaction of everyone, but instead looked up and drank a bottle of medicine to restore his strength, and pointed his finger at the ink.

"Come to you, don't let the water go!"

There was a hint of helplessness in the eyes, and Morun could only go to the training ground with his scalp and give Tang Zhen an hour of sparring.

In fact, not only Morun, no matter whether Qianlong or Tyson, they are all pulled by Tang Zhen to serve as a sparring, just to let the urban masters develop this potential as soon as possible.

At the same time, Robert et al. also specially arranged a large number of pharmacy for Tang Zhen, each of which is valuable and can help him recover his strength in a very short time.

It is with this means that Tang Zhen will rise two levels in a day, just like a rocket!

In addition to Tang Zhen in the entire Shenglong City, no one can pull such a high-profile team of sparring, knowing that everyone here is a top-ranking person, and he is too busy on weekdays.

Was waving the sword in his hand, Tang Zhenzheng of the weak chicken version was preparing to fight with the ink, but suddenly changed his face.

Morun also noticed this scene, and the raised sword slowly hangs down.

"The master of the city, is it something?"

Tang Zhen nodded and threw the sword at the side. Shen Sheng said: "The drone has found a village with many interracial lifes, about 5,000 kilometers away from us!"

When I heard Tang Zhen’s words, Qian Long and others were all happy, and quickly followed him to the battleship command cabin.

When Tang Zhen and others arrived by car, thousands of square meters of command cabins were full of busy figures, dozens of holographic images suspended around, you can clearly see a village where aliens lived.

After seeing Tang Zhen coming over, everyone went to salute. Then an officer wearing a black battle suit began to report: "The alien village you are seeing now has about 300 residents. The surrounding resources are poor and the living conditions are backward. Determine if a monk exists."

Tang Zhen looked at the image on the screen and gently nodded: "Is it searched around the village? According to the saying, there should be only one settlement."

“Five hundred kilometers have been searched, and no other villages exist, but some village ruins have been found and seem to have been abandoned for a long time.”

"Very good, now we go straight to the village, I guess there will be surprises soon!"

With Tang Zhen's order, the two-day St. Dragon City hovered in the air and slowly accelerated, and suddenly went through the dark clouds and went straight into the distance.

......

Looking up at the dark clouds in the sky, the villagers in Baiya Village climbed out of the tent and slowly gathered in the middle of the village.

Because of the lack of food all year round, every villager seems to be very thin, and the standing figure shakes from time to time.

After seeing the villagers gather together, a tall, but equally thin man stood up and shouted at the crowd: "Let's go to dig the old tree roots today, everyone will work harder and fight for these few days. The roots are dug out, otherwise the village will soon be cut off!"

The tall man is the head of the village, and the leader of the three hundred people jointly elected.

After hearing the words of the village chief, the villagers’ faces were a bit ugly, but they quickly recovered their numb expression.

This kind of thing is not the first time, everyone has long been accustomed to it.

In this barren land, food is the most precious thing. In order to get enough food, they are moving around and living a life without a fixed place. Every once in a while, villagers die because of hunger and sickness, and the number of villages is becoming less and less.

After a few sips of gaslessness, the villagers walked out of the village with simple tools and excavated on a hillside.

It has been excavated by the villagers before. The ground is littered with mud and gravel. Several dry and broken stumps stand alone, and the thick roots must be deeply plunged into the ground.

The villagers kept cleaning around the roots just to dig up the roots of the old trees in the depths of the earth, to obtain the starchy items in the roots, and the precious water sources deeper.

The weak body made the work efficiency greatly compromised. The soil mixed with rock was hard and abnormal. The villagers who did not use the hand tools excavated for a whole day, but only broke the surface soil.

The leading village chief looked at the speed of the villagers slowly, although they were anxious, but they could do nothing.

In order not to let themselves go hungry, no villagers are lazy and slippery, but their bodies are too weak. Even carrying a slightly larger stone requires several people to cooperate.

Sighing, the village chief picked up a stone of the size of a human head, and walked out of the pit and threw it out with exhaustion.

The water bottle made of bones was removed from the waist, and the village chief took a sip of caution. The feeling of dry cough was also slightly relieved.

Looking at the desolate land around, the village chief flashed a trace of worry in his dry eyes. He didn't know if there was such a good luck next time, and he could find new roots before the food was fast.

If it were not for this harvest, the villagers would continue to go hungry and more people would die.

The painful memories of the scene flashed in the head of the village chief. Among them were his brothers, children, and many villagers who were vivid...

There seems to be something coming out of the eyes. The village head quickly looked up at the sky. He didn't want the villagers to see their fragile appearance.

But then I saw the body of the village chief froze, the face covered with wind and frost was full of horror, and the mouth could not help but open the boss.

The villagers next to them saw this scene, and their faces were filled with doubts, and they turned their heads to look at the sky.

In less than a minute, all the villagers stopped working in their hands, so they stood there in the same place, watching the city like a moving continent, slamming the clouds and hovering over the village. In the sky.