The woman wore a coarse-cloth shirt on her upper body and a coarse-cloth skirt below.
Her clothing was crude, but it could not conceal her astonishing beauty. It seemed that in such a shabby tribe, a woman of such unparalleled beauty should not have existed.
Luo Zheng's gaze fell upon the woman, and a few mysteries immediately sprang up in his heart.
He could not detect any trace of cultivation from her either, yet a distinct and powerful aura radiated from her physical body.
She seemed to be a body cultivator, but not entirely one!
Luo Zheng reckoned that she was no match for him, though her strength should have far surpassed that of ordinary people...
What made Luo Zheng even more curious was that the aura she emitted was very similar to that of the desolate bone in his hand!
"Big Sister Xiao Yun!"
The moment the boy saw the woman, delight appeared on his face.
When the others heard what Xiao Yun said, their expressions immediately became extremely ugly.
Xiao Yun held a lofty position in the tribe. More importantly, whenever disaster descended, only Xiao Yun was capable of resisting it...
If Xiao Yun truly left, and disaster descended again, the people in this tribe would probably all die!
Moreover, their tribe had considerable friction with another tribe, and conflicts often erupted between them. Each time, only Xiao Yun had been able to keep that tribe outside their gates.
"Xiao Yun, what will we do if you leave and more Netherlings come out?"
"Exactly... Besides, the people from the Yu Fei Tribe are also itching for trouble!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yun said calmly, "Weren't you the ones who said that all these disasters were brought by Fu Chu? If I leave with Fu Chu, won't the disasters leave