"Hehe, if that's the case, I might have a chance to escape. "You, hehe ..." Feng jiuxue laughed evilly.
"Don't forget, my Qing Gong is better than yours. " Tang Wen replied with a smile.
"So what? If dozens of them surrounded you, you wouldn't be able to escape. I'm different. As long as I don't encounter more than one warrior stronger than me, I can survive. " Feng jiuxue's face twitched.
After walking for about two miles in the canyon, they should have reached the main camp.
They were basically two - story buildings with civil structures. Due to the limited land, they had to be used to grow vegetables or grains.
Therefore, the chickens, ducks, pigs, and sheep that could be seen everywhere in the countryside were very rare.
The villagers were all wearing crude clothes made of clay, cloth shoes, or straw shoes. Most of them were even barefooted.
