"What I'm talking about is that the clan leader is moody, and the young clan leader was beaten a few days ago. When he ran back to Poison Dragon Valley, he even let the other party take away the "purity stone" given to him by the clan leader. Because of this incident, the clan leader
The anger lingered, and many people in the clan were implicated, either beaten to death or maimed by the clan leader, or died at the hands of the young clan leader who was holding back his anger."
Another person shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "If we send back the news that the gold mine has been bulldozed, at least we will get scolded, at worst... we may have to break our arms and legs, and suffer a lot."
"Damn it, if the patriarch doesn't change his fiery and vicious temper, we will all die at his hands sooner or later."
After hearing the complaint from his companion, another person quickly said: "Stop saying a few words. This time we also found out about the marriage alliance between the Yantou Clan and the Yanhuo Clan. This is also very important news. After reporting it to the clan leader,
, maybe the merits and demerits can be balanced, allowing you and me to escape the punishment of being angered."
Hearing this, the guy who had been complaining before suddenly cheered up, and he said: "Well, what you said makes sense. Over the years, the clan leader has always felt that the Huantou and Huoyan clans are a serious problem in the Poison Dragon Valley, otherwise
He would not send people to attack and kill the lone tribesmen of the two tribes around here, and then blame both sides, making their hatred deeper and deeper. With the temper of the tribe leader, he would definitely kill the two tribes before they formed an alliance.
He will leave no one behind."
Guan Heng, who was behind the tree, heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It turns out that the two tribes of Tuantou and Yanhuo are enmity, and there is actually the Poison Dragon Valley tribe who is stirring up trouble and playing tricks among them. The one in Poison Dragon Valley is called
The clan leader of 'Tong Jianghai' is really not a thing, but these two people are the witnesses who came to the door, just in time to catch him and interrogate the inside information of Poison Dragon Valley."
Thinking of this, Guan Heng dodged and walked out from behind the tree. The two people were both in their thirties, one was a short fat man with rat whiskers on his lips, and the other had a thin, knife-striped face.
When they saw Guan Heng appear, the two of them were startled. Before they could speak in shock, Guan Heng spoke first. "Hey, I've been walking for a long time and I feel a little tired..."
At this time, Guan Heng pretended to be relaxed and walked to the two horses with his hands behind his back. He smiled slightly and said: "Well, not bad, he is fat and strong, just right for me to ride."
"Boy, who are you..." The short, fat, rat-bearded man just asked, and suddenly felt a chill running down his spine. It turned out that a wolf ghost had already silently grabbed his arms. Unfortunately, this man only had orange aura.
He has little strength and is completely unaware of the strange behavior of the monstrous ghost.
But Guan Heng slapped the short fat man in the mouth in the electric light, and he snorted coldly: "You bastard, I haven't asked you yet, who asked you to say anything casually? You are really tired of living and looking for death!"
The fat man was beaten until blood came from his mouth and nose, and he was stunned for a moment. Even the skinny man with a razor-sharp face suddenly changed his expression!
In this hundred-mile radius, the Poison Dragon Valley tribe can be said to be unscrupulous. As long as there is a slight displeasure, it is possible to kill an entire weak tribe, and even do outrageous things, such as letting old women and children die.
Corpses littered the fields in Judu, leaving no chickens or dogs behind.
But just today, these two boys encountered a difficult situation!
The wolf ghost grabbed the fat man with a rat beard and made him unable to move, but the thin man with a knife face next to him didn't know what was going on. This guy was also a man who was used to killing seven and eight without blinking an eye. He stretched out his hand.
He went to touch the bronze sword on his waist, but Guan Heng said sharply at this time: "If you dare to move any hand of yours, I will chop it off!"
The thin man with a sharp face was suddenly shocked when he heard this, but his fingers had already touched the hilt of the sword...
"Poof!" The big demon that appeared behind the thin man like lightning swung its wind-carrying claws and came down sharply, immediately cutting off the opponent's arms at the shoulder level. The big red mist flew into the sky in an instant, and the thin man screamed "Plop!"
He fell to the ground and kept rolling in pain.
At this moment, the fat man with the rat beard was frightened by the scene in front of him and his legs were weak. This guy thought that the bad things the two of them had done had been exposed, so he immediately fell to his knees and started to cry loudly and beg for mercy.
"Little grandpa, have mercy on me, little grandpa, have mercy on me!"
At this time, the fat man with the rat beard was shaking like chaff. He was trembling and said intermittently: "Spare me... the woman from the Huantou tribe I met in the morning... I didn't kill her, it was the thin man who said he didn't."
I have tasted the taste of a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old baby... He, he... it was not my idea to throw that woman into the river... It was the clan leader's order to kill those merchants and snatch the goods..."
The fat man stammered and spoke incoherently. In an instant, he recounted all the evil deeds of murder and arson he had done in the past few days when he and the thin man were wandering around the nearby villages. After Guan Heng heard this, he suddenly became furious.
In an instant, six words popped out: "You beast, it is not a pity to die!"
Before he finished speaking, Guan Heng suddenly waved his hand, and the six ghosts all took action in an instant. They actually caught the thin man with a broken arm who had fallen to the ground and caught him in mid-air. There was only a "puff" sound, and the thin man had no time to scream anymore.
With a loud sound, he was forcibly torn into six pieces, and then fell to the ground in the blood mist!
"Uh ah ah ah - spare me, spare me!"
The fat man with the rat beard looked up and saw the corpses of his companions falling down, and even a large piece of flesh and blood fell on his face. He was immediately horrified. This guy banged his head on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Grandpa, spare me."
, Grandpa has forgiven me! I damn, no, no, the small sin is not dead, please forgive your life! "
"I have no interest in killing you, otherwise I will dirty my hands." After Guan Heng squeezed out these words through his teeth with a stern face, he took out the fat man's belt, tied the kid tightly, and threw him on a horse.
But at this moment, Guan Heng's ears suddenly twitched, and he thought to himself: "Why is there still the sound of horse hooves in the distance? Could it be that..."
Guan Heng asked Fatty Rat Beard at this moment: "How many people from the Poison Dragon Valley tribe have come to the area? Tell me!"
"Including me and the thin man, there are twelve people in total, and the leader is Elder Su..."
"Bah!" As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Guan Heng placed his palm in front of the man's face, instantly knocking him out.
At this moment, ten horses were galloping on the road behind. An old man with a gray beard sat on the leading maroon horse. He yelled with an angry look on his face: "Let those two idiots, the fat man and the thin man, go first to explore the horses."
, and they are not coming back now. These two boys must have been lazy somewhere, if I catch them, I will skin them alive!"
As soon as the gray-bearded old man finished saying this, he suddenly saw two very familiar horses on the roadside. He was surprised and wondered: "Strange, aren't those the mounts of the thin man and the fat man? How could it be..."
But in an instant, Guan Heng, who was standing on the roadside, sneered and shouted deliberately: "Hey, the person in front is Elder Su from the Poison Dragon Valley Tribe. Please stay and tell me something!"
——[Second update, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions and monthly tickets o(n_n)o]——(To be continued.)