"What I mean is that the clan leader is moody, and the young clan leader was beaten a few days ago. When he ran back to the Poison Dragon Valley, even the 'pure stone given to him by the clan leader was taken away by the other party. Because the clan leader had not yet been angry, many people in the clan were implicated. They were either beaten to death and crippled by the clan leader, or died in the hands of the young clan leader who was holding his anger. W           wW.81zW.CoM”

Another person shook his head and said with a wry smile: "If we send back the news that the gold mine was shoveled back, at the least we were scolded, and at the worst... we might even have to break our arms and legs and suffer a little."

"Damn it, if the patriarch's fierce and vicious temper is not changed, we will die at his hands sooner or later."

Hearing the complaints of his companions, another person quickly said, "Say a few less words. This time we also learned about the fact that the Redhead tribe and the Yanhuo tribe are going to marry and form an alliance. This is also a very important message. After reporting to the clan leader, you and me may be able to offset the merits and demerits, so that you and I can escape the punishment of being vented."

Hearing this, the guy who had complained before was immediately revived. He said, "Well, what you said makes sense. Over the years, the patriarch has always felt that the red head and the fire tribes are a big problem in the Poison Dragon Valley. Otherwise, he would not have sent people to attack and kill the two tribes' single tribes around here, and then blame the two parties, so that their hatreds will become deeper and deeper. With the patriarch's temper, he will definitely kill these two tribes before they form an alliance."

Guan Heng heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It turns out that the two tribes of the Red-headed Anhuo have become enemies, and there is actually the Poison Dragon Valley tribe in it and making a big trick. The tribe leader named "Tong Jianghai" in the Poison Dragon Valley is really not a thing, but these two people were the witnesses sent to the door, and they happened to catch them and interrogate the internal news of the Poison Dragon Valley."

Thinking of this, Guan Heng flashed his body and walked out from behind the tree. Both of them were in their thirties, one with a short and fat man with a rat whisker on his lips, and the other with a thin knife-bar face.

When they saw Guan Heng appear, the two were shocked. Before they could speak in surprise, Guan Heng spoke first. "Oh, I felt a little tired after walking for a long time..."

At this time, Guan Heng pretended to be relaxed and walked upside down with his hands on his back, and smiled slightly and said, "Well, it's not bad, it's fat and strong, so I'm just here to ride."

"Boy, who are you..." The short and fat man asked, and suddenly felt a chill on his back. It turned out that a slut had already quietly captured his arms. Poor this man only had the little power of the orange aura and had no idea of ​​the strange behavior of the slut.

But Guan Heng slapped the short fat man in a flash, and he snorted coldly: "Bastard, I haven't asked you to speak up yet. Who told you to speak casually? You're so tired of living and looking for death!"

The fat man was thrust into blood from his mouth and nose, and was immediately beaten to a daze. Even the thin man with a knife-wielding face changed drastically in an instant!

In this radius of hundreds of miles, the Poison Dragon Valley tribe can be said to be rampant. As long as there is a little dissatisfaction, it is possible to kill all the weak tribes, or even make things that are criticized, such as letting the elderly, young, women and children be corpses everywhere, without leaving any chickens and dogs.

But just today, these two boys met a tough guy!

The gangster of the rogue caught the fat man with a rat beard, making him unable to move, but the thin man with a knife next to him didn't know what was going on. This guy also killed seven or eight without blinking. He was used to being arrogant and reached out to touch the bronze sword on his waist. Who knew that Guan Heng said sternly at this time: "Which hand dares to move, I will chop it off!"

The thin man with a knife face was shocked when he heard this, but his five fingers had already touched the hilt of the sword...

"Puff!" The big accomplice who appeared like lightning behind the thin man waved his claws and fell sharply, and immediately cut off the other party's arms and the big red mist flew into the sky in an instant. The thin man screamed and fell to the ground, rolling in pain.

At this moment, the fat man with rat beard was suddenly frightened by the scene in front of him. The guy thought that the bad things he did had been exposed, so he fell to the ground and wailed loudly and begged for mercy.

"Grandpa, please spare me!"

At this time, the fat man with a rat-bearded body was shaking like a sieve. He trembled and said intermittently, "Give me a break... The woman I met in the morning... I didn't kill her, but it was the thin man who said he had never tasted the thirteen or four-year-old child... He, he... wasn't my idea to throw that woman into the river... Killing those merchants to grab the goods was the order of the patriarch..."

The fat man stuttered and incoherently spoke. In an instant, he shook all the evil things he did when he was wandering around the nearby villages with the thin man in the past few days. After Guan Heng heard this, he was furious and six words popped up in his mouth: "Beast, death is not worth cherishing!"

Before he finished speaking, Guan Heng suddenly waved his hand, and the six ghosts instantly made their moves. They actually grabbed the thin man who had fallen into the ground with a broken arm and heard a "puff" sound. The thin man didn't have time to scream again, and was immediately forced into six broken corpses, and then fell to the ground in the blood mist in the sky!

"Uhhhhhh--Go for me, let me for nothing!"

The fat man with rat beard looked up and saw the corpse of his companion falling down, and even a large piece of flesh and blood fell on his face. He was so shocked that he was so scared that he touched the ground with his head, "Bang bang bang bang" and kept begging for mercy: "Grandpa, spare me, grandpa, spare me! I deserve to die, no no, I will not die of a small sin, please spare me!"

"I'm not interested in killing you, if I'm dirtying my hands." Guan Heng squeezed out this sentence from his teeth with a calm face, pulled out the fat man's belt and tied the boy tightly and threw it on a horse.

But at this moment, Guan Heng's ears suddenly moved, and he thought to himself: "Why are there still sounds of horse hooves in the distance? Could it be..."

Guan Heng asked the fat man with rat beard at this moment: "How many people have come to the nearby area in the Poison Dragon Valley Tribe? Say!"

"Even Skinny and I, there are twelve people in total, and the leader is Elder Su..."

"Bang!" As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Guan Heng put his palms on the person's face and immediately shocked him.

At this moment, the ten horses on the road behind had already galloped over. The leading red horse was sitting on an old man with white beard. He shouted with an angry face: "Let the fat and thin idiots take the first step to find the horse, and they will not come back now. These two boys must have been lazy. If I catch them, I will definitely peel them alive!"

The old man with white beard just finished saying this when he suddenly saw two horses on the roadside looking very familiar. He was surprised and said in surprise: "Strange, isn't that the mount 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. He deliberately shouted loudly: "Hey, Elder Su from the Poison Dragon Valley Tribe is ahead. Please stay and tell me something below!"
Chapter completed!