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Wei City morning rain light dust, guest house green new.

He urged the king to drink a cup of wine and leave the world without any friends.

After passing through the Pass of Sun, he would be considered to have left the borders of the Great Halberd Sect and officially entered Barbarian Cold Plain.

The Barbarian Cold Plain was the place where the barbarian ancestors lived for generations. Three hundred years ago, the barbarian race and the halberd dynasty had fought hand in hand against the fierce devil race.

After three hundred years of rest and recovery, this barren land that belonged to the human race had been turned into a fertile land by the hardworking and simple barbarians.

In these three hundred years, the area of the Barbarian Cold Plain had increased by one third, and the population of the barbarian race had also increased by nearly one fold.

Meng Kang rode on a thin horse that he casually bought at the market and followed behind the caravan at a leisurely pace.

This large caravan named Yishou had nearly five hundred people. Their destination was the Tower Lake in the middle of Barbarian Cold Plain.

It was rumored that this was the biggest market in the entire Barbarian Cold Plain, and also the closest one to the Wilderness Fort.

It was said that there were eighteen ancient totem pillars hidden in the fortress. Once activated, it would be able to reinforce the million strong army with totem rings, causing the combat power of all of the barbarian soldiers to double.

Different from the Middle-earth, the barbarians never hid their Wilderness Fort. They even arranged a market near this fortress in hopes that more creatures would worship this fortress.

It would take about half a month to travel from Sunrise Pass to the Tazizi Lake Market.

Meng Kang was dressed in cloth clothing, and on his back was a shabby travel bag. Riding on a thin and weak horse, he looked like a poor and weak student who didn't have much money.

Plus, he was young and looked harmless. On the way, no one from the caravan took the initiative to talk to him, so he was happy and at ease.

The people in the caravan occasionally saw this cloth-clothed youth hanging at the back of the caravan, holding an old book in his hands. He had a carefree expression, but no one expected that what he was reading was actually the world's most amazing book, "Eight Sections of the Thorny Arts".

Although they were deep inside the barbarian's heart, the road was unexpectedly peaceful.

Occasionally, some of the barbarian soldiers would glance at the caravan from a distance when they saw it. They would then turn around and leave.

Several large clans that passed by were also very polite to this caravan. They organized people to go up to them and ask about the price of the goods. They were also very fair when it came to trading.

Meng Kang saw through all of the details. He was secretly surprised, but judging from the situation in front of him, the barbarian people did not seem to be prepared to start a war.

If the barbarian King Xiang wanted to join hands with the demons to start a war, then he should've spread the word within the clan before the war and instigated the hatred between the human race and the human race.

Could it be that teacher's judgement was wrong?

Meng Kang had a few questions in his heart, so he decided to continue observing.

As a professional assassin, he had to have his own judgment. If people were like the clouds, then he would become a mindless killing tool.

Meng Kang had never thought of becoming a tool like that, and believed that his teacher did not wish for him to become like that either.

Unknowingly, the caravan had penetrated deep into the Barbarian Cold Plain for the fourteenth time, and there was the Pagoda Lake in front of them.

Meng Kang found an excuse and greeted the caravan leader, then officially left the caravan.

In these fourteen days, it could be said that he had comprehended some of the Barbarian Cold Plain's unique characteristics.

No matter if it was the extremely tenacious Black Tendon Meat, fresh and refreshing Barbarian Sheep Milk Wine, or the majestic scene of the desert being deserted and the river falling into full circle, Meng Kang was admiring them endlessly.

However, the thing that he was going to do next, would very likely be extremely dangerous, so Meng Kang obviously didn't want this ordinary caravan to be implicated because of him, so he simply chose to leave early.

Meng Kang walked to the back of a sand slope in front of him and opened the shabby backpack in his hands. He took out a variety of pencils and ink and applied them to his face according to the appearance of the Berserkers he met along the way.

He wanted to paint himself as a barbarian so that he wouldn't implicate innocent merchants when he assassinated the barbarian's King Xiang.

In the >, other than cultivating assassination techniques, there were also many records of these small paths. Meng Kang liked to read books since he had grown up, so learning the art of disguise was too easy.

Before long, Meng Kang had changed from a wandering human scholar into a thin and frail barbarian youth.

The barbarian's face was a bit rougher than that of a human's. The shape of their ears was slightly different. They especially had thick eyebrows. One could easily see the bold and unrestrained manner in which their ears were exposed.

Looking at his new appearance in the copper mirror, Meng Kang could not help but laugh out loud.

The clothes on his body were much easier to deal with. He was wearing an old robe. As long as he tore it into strips, it would be a mainstream style of the barbarian youth.

After doing his best, Meng Kang looked around and carefully thought back to the barbarian youths he had observed along the way. Their appearances were no different from his own.

In front of him was the Pagoda Lake. He could smell the moisture in the air from several dozen miles away.

Just as Meng Kang was about to walk, he found that on the other side of the mountain slope, there was someone!

And a woman, a very young woman.

She was carrying a pile of clothes and was putting them on.

Her actions were somewhat clumsy, as if she wasn't really good at wearing clothes. She was clearly wearing a dress that had to be wrapped around the upper half of her body before wearing a belt. However, she still wore it directly from the top of her head, which was extremely awkward.

Other than her skintight clothes, she also threw the rest of her clothes to the side.

Under the sunlight, the girl's back, which was as smooth as jade, actually emitted a bit of golden light. It was like a piece of extremely pure black jade, giving off a charming light.

Meng Kang never thought that he would still be able to see girls changing clothes in this desert. He didn't know whether he should look or not, so he quickly closed his eyes.

As he panicked, his feet sank down and he gently stepped into the sand.

This slight noise made the woman sitting below feel alarmed. She shouted, "Who is up there, get down!"

It was too late. It was too soon!

The girl at the foot of the hill suddenly raised her hand. A wave of air rose from the bottom, causing the entire slope to be overturned.

A faintly discernible yellow sand dragon swept towards Meng Kang who was on the mountain slope, shocking him so much that he hurriedly opened his eyes. In an instant, the yellow dragon that was made up of tyrannical energy had already appeared in front of him.

Meng Kang didn't have enough time to think, he hurriedly used the Yunfeng Movement Technique, his body slightly turned, and instantly moved four places horizontally, just barely dodging the attack of the Yellow Sand Dragon's Strength.

With that thought in mind, Meng Kang purposely pretended that he was standing on empty air and rolled down the hill like a gourd towards the half-naked woman.

As expected, the girl saw that her opponent had lost her center of gravity and tumbled down. She stopped attacking for a moment.