That night, Chen Fan came to the human tribe on the grassland.

It is better to see it at first sight than to hear it for a long time. Those who can stay in such a place are really brave.

When the tribe saw a caravan coming here, they were naturally overjoyed.

Moreover, their tribe has long-term cooperation with several caravans all year round. When they see the old man leading the way, they will immediately know the other party's identity.

But this time, it seems that there was something wrong with the caravan.

The tribe's ruler came here. He was a powerful man in the middle stage of the holy fetus. He had the strength of the midst of the holy fetus in such a place and could indeed protect himself without any worries.

"Why didn't the troll above you see him this time?" The tribe's ruler asked the old man who led the way, with a smile on his face.

He naturally knew who the relative direct person was. If he directly discussed the price with that person, everything would be easy to discuss next.

The old man leading the way had a stiff expression, and then he said slowly.

"That troll was killed by the black-clothed man behind him. Now he is the leader of our entire caravan."

After saying this, the faces of the tribe's rulers also became stiff.

The troll's strength is not much worse than his. You should know that the demons' bodies are very strong. Although their realm is lower than his, they can be compensated by their physical strength.

After hearing that he was killed by the black-clothed man in the rear, the tribe's rulers began to worry.

If the adult is unhappy, maybe their entire tribe will be in trouble.

Chen Fan felt the tension of those people, and he waved his hand casually and said.

"Don't pay much attention to me. I'm just a accompanying passenger, not their relative power."

Although he said this, the other faces still had a respectful look.

What a joke? The strong people in this world are respected, how can the other party count what they say?

If this strong man is unhappy, it is very easy to make them lose their lives.

"You can negotiate with the old man who leads the way for all the expenses. This is not something I can take charge of." Chen Fan naturally didn't want to manage the affairs in the caravan.

He just wanted to go to the Demonic Land to take a look, and he heard that there was a very special place there, but no one knew what was going on.

Only when you come into contact with it can you uncover its mysterious veil step by step.

The tribe's ruler was even more happy. The old man who led the way was very familiar with him, so there was no need to be too ruthless in negotiating prices between the two.

Anyway, everything is a resource for the caravan.

Moreover, this time the troll died in the grassland, and the entire caravan was about to be disbanded soon. In fact, when he learned that the caravan was about to be disbanded, many people were very happy.

They all survived in the caravan as slaves, and were always oppressed by the damn troll.

Chen Fan killed the troll, which was also freeing them from another perspective.

Seeing the two people smiling happily discussing the price, Chen Fan was also walking casually in the tribe.

There are not many people in this tribe, about less than a thousand people, but there are many monks. As for the other living mortals, they must be the families of these monks.

Just think about it, if you can put your heels in such a dangerous place, your strength must be quite strong.

After the old man negotiated the price with the tribe's ruler, they immediately took the supplies up, and the group had already started to enjoy the supplies.

Chen Fan was also sitting next to the bonfire. When he saw those people dancing happily around the bonfire, he smiled casually.

In fact, having such an experience on the grassland is indeed quite good.

Many people are secretly discussing Chen Fan's identity. After all, he is strong and has a mysterious origin, which naturally wins everyone's curiosity.

The old man who led the way was very smart to let those people learn to shut up.

His strength is not strong, but now he can chat with Chen Fan in the entire caravan. Once he offends him, everyone will know what the outcome will be.

"Don't discuss the adult in black. Her personality doesn't like this." The old man who led the way walked to the talkative people with a dry cigarette, constantly knocking their shoulders with a cigarette pole.

Those people were also a little scared after being reminded like this. They looked at the direction where Chen Fan was and then stopped discussing it.

Chen Fan just watched the bonfire burning, thinking about his relatives.

The stars are falling down the sky, and there is an endless grassland in the distance. This kind of scenery is quite magnificent.

Many people chewed with lamb legs in big mouthfuls, which was better. They lived a very comfortable life with big mouthfuls of meat and drinking.

Moreover, the damn troll died at the hands of Lord Black, and they were indeed liberated.

A young man was drunk and saw him picking up his wine bag and shouting wildly.

"That damn troll finally died, my father died in his hands. I didn't expect that one day I could get rid of the identity of slaves!"

Hearing his shouts, many people in the caravan were touched.

They were not willing to join the caravan, and many of them were coerced. So they did not feel much disgusted with Chen Fan, but on the contrary they were slightly grateful.

Especially when Chen Fan killed the human race's dog legs, many people shouted in their hearts.

Although that guy is a human race, he is quite cruel to his compatriots. If he has any dissatisfaction, he will beat and scold him in every way.

Not only that, the people in the caravan have more or less been deducted resources by this guy. Many people dare not speak out, after all, that guy has a very good relationship with the troll.

Chen Fan was very quick to start and directly killed both pests.

The old man who led the way also looked smiling, but his age had reached this point, and it was impossible to find a new life.

The young man was quite excited. After the troll died, he could stay in the magic field and look for other things.

Chen Fan was still quite dissatisfied. After all, he learned that there were still many human races as slaves of the demon race, so he became popular when he thought of this.

"I don't know how many character slaves there are in the Demonic Land." Chen Fan suddenly sighed.

The old man who led the way wanted to say something, but he still sighed slowly and then stopped saying a word.

He did not have such ability. If he guided the other party to force himself, he would only push the black-clad man into the fire pit.

Lord black is a good person, and he doesn't want to see such a young hero die in the demonic field.
Chapter completed!