The distance between the Mang Tribe and the Blood Vine Tribe is not very far. It takes about one and a half days to walk to the totem warrior, while the Red Crane, even if it carries heavy goods, only takes two hours to fly over.

After returning to the tribe, Chenbei asked the Red Crane Team to carry Honeycomb Coal again and go to the Blood Vine Tribe to trade. Before it snowed, there were still several transactions.

Of course, it is impossible for subsequent transactions to have rare soul medicine such as the Spiritual Vine. You can only trade some strange plant juices, fruits, etc., as well as ordinary goods, which are specialized in the Blood Vine Tribe.

Before the Red Crane team set out again, Chen Bei said to Honghua: "There are a lot of tourists around the Blood Vine Tribe, and they must also need a lot of fuel to survive the cold winter."

"After you pass by, you can also trade with those tourists and sell our honeycomb coal to them."

Whether it is the Blood Vine Tribe or the former Tree Tribe, it is not a big taboo for anyone to make fire in the tribe, especially by cutting down trees to make fire.

But it is so cold in winter that it will kill people without fire. Those tourists cannot enter the Blood Vine Tribe to avoid the cold, so Chenbei concluded that they must also need honeycomb coal.

Never underestimate tourists. Although they are not strong, they are numerous and those who can survive all have their own unique skills. They have a lot of good things in their hands.

What Chenbei needs to do is to use honeycomb coal, salt, clothes and other goods to turn the good things in their hands into things from the Mang tribe.

This is also a win-win deal.

"Okay, I understand, then I'll go first."

"Go and be safe."

Honghua soon took the Red Crane team to set off again.

Before it snows, try to make a few transactions as many times as possible, because after it snows, it is almost impossible to go out and trade.

After watching the Red Crane Team leave, Chen Bei brought the spiritual vine into Qingzhu's yard.

Qingzhu's door was still closed. Chen Bei thought for a while and tried to push her window.

Sure enough, the window was not plugged in, so Chenbei pushed it open easily.

When Qingzhu in the room heard the movement, she immediately wrapped herself in an animal leather jacket, revealing her eyes.

Chen Bei saw her for the first time. Although she was wearing a thick animal leather jacket, she could still see that she was very thin now, with deep eye sockets and dark blue skin, which was very abnormal.

Qingzhu didn't say anything, but just looked at Chen Bei quietly and hid himself in the big animal leather jacket.

Chen Bei felt as if he had been stabbed by a knife. Originally, he was the one who should have suffered this pain, not Qingzhu.

Chen Bei pretended to be innocent and said, "How many times have I told you that even if the door is not opened, the window must be opened and breathable, right? If you are stuffy inside, you will get sick."

"I know...I know..."

Qingzhu lowered her head and didn't dare to look at Chenbei anymore.

Chen Bei was a little helpless. Qingzhu was too stubborn and became like this. He still insisted on not letting others take care of her.

Chen Bei put two well-wrapped psychic vines from the window onto the table under the window and said, "I heard that these two medicines can enhance the soul power, you took it."

"You are a witch, so you should know more than me how to take it. If the effect is better after eating, I will find it for you."

As a witch of the Mang tribe, Qingzhu has the inheritance of witches. She naturally knows the rareness of the treasure medicine of the Spiritual Vine. How could it be as easy as Chen Bei said that it could be found just by looking for it?

"No... don't take risks...I'm fine..."

Qingzhu's voice was weak and small, but her tone was very firm. She really didn't want Chen Bei to take risks.

"I'm almost breaking through to the realm of the totem god of the medium tribe now. Where is there any danger? Don't think about it, take it quickly. After leaving it for a long time, the effect of the medicine will not be so good."

Chen Bei stood for a while and saw that Qingzhu had no intention of coming. He stepped back helplessly and said, "Then I'll come to see you later. If you don't eat the spiritual vine, I will feed you myself."

He said something fiercely, Chen Bei closed the window again. When he turned around, the expression on his face and the expression on his face gradually disappeared.

In silence, he walked towards his yard. Qingzhu's thin figure saved and circled in his mind, which made him very uncomfortable.

"You must find a better soul medicine!"

Chen Bei secretly swore in his heart that he could not let Qingzhu suffer like this.

...

In Qingzhu's room, she listened carefully to the movements around her. Although she was suffering, her witchcraft was actually stronger than before because of her practice of black witchcraft.

It was not until Chen Bei left the yard that Qingzhu opened his wide animal leather jacket, walked to the window with difficulty, and opened the psychic vine wrapped in leaves.

Qingzhu was silent for a while, then picked a fruit in the shape of a pod, put it in her mouth, chewed it slowly, and then swallowed it hard.

The pod-shaped psychic vine fruit entered the abdomen and quickly transformed into a powerful energy, washing away Qingzhu's limbs and veins, and finally pouring into her head, nourishing her soul that was tortured by severe toxicity.

The Spiritual Vine is indeed extraordinary. It has not been long, and Qingzhu's mental state has been much better than before, which shows that her soul has been nourished.

Green bamboo ate the pod-shaped spiritual vine fruit one by one, then ate the leaves of the spiritual vine, and finally peeled off the skin of the spiritual vine, mashed it and ate it.

Her soul seemed to be a land that had been drought for a long time, with cracks everywhere, but the psychic vine was like a rain, nourishing her soul, repairing the cracks, and making her soul stronger.

Although the poison still exists and is still tortureing her, after her soul grows, at least she has the capital to fight against this poison and is no longer at absolute disadvantage.

...

Southern Wilderness, the new location of the Spider Tribe.

The new residence of the Spider Tribe is in the northeast of the Mang Tribe, not far from the original insect tribe ruins.

Since Chenbei fell into a coma, the people of the Mang tribe were in a hurry, so naturally no one cared about the Spider Tribe and Ant Tribe that had just moved to the Southern Wilderness.

In the past month, the Spider Tribe quickly opened up new territory and built wooden houses, while some people lived in caves.

After they settled here, they destroyed several small tribes nearby, snatched everything from them, and made many transactions with the Diao Tribe, paying some price and obtaining necessary supplies.

In addition to the food and supplies they brought from the middle, this winter should be able to barely survive.

In a new wooden house, the witch of the Spider Tribe asked the leader: "Have the leader of the Mang Tribe been poisoned to death? Why has there been no news for so long?"

The Spider Tribe Witch is obviously dissatisfied with the efficiency of the following totem warriors.

"There is no news yet, but the queen who was infected with the extremely poisonous queen should not survive, right?"

The Spider Tribe Witch poked the ground with a crutch a few times and said, "I don't want to hear the guesswork, I want the exact answer!"

The leader of the Spider Tribe was sweating coldly and said, "We have just arrived in the Southern Wilderness and are not familiar with this place. I will definitely let the soldiers below find out the accurate news as soon as possible."

"It must be clear before it snows."

"yes!"

The leader of the Spider Tribe left the wooden house helplessly. He thought hard, how could he find out the accurate information?

Suddenly, he thought of the elder's granddaughter Green Spider, and now it seems that he is in the Mang tribe. Perhaps, he can get accurate information from her.

The leader of the Spider Tribe decided to send someone to find an opportunity to get in touch with the Green Spider, which was the only way he could think of.

Because the people from the Mang tribe were too strict, the tourists on the outside didn't know that something had happened to the leader.
Chapter completed!