It's better to stay away from him. At least he's still a normal person.

Ke lie was still smiling and stroking the slave's finger. He said leisurely, "when I want her, I'll have a good time It's said that the women in Central Plains are slender and soft, and their fingers are like green onions. I don't know what kind of beauty it is Ah, your rough fingers, milking horses and sweeping sheep dung What a disappointment... "

As soon as the word "Zhen" was exported, a faint "click" was heard.

Before the slave woman uttered "ah", cret laughed and took the leg of the sheep rolling on the ground just now and put it into her mouth.

Among the five words "really disappointing", there are five faint "Ka" and "Ka". The female slave, who was still flushed just now, is pale and tearful. She can't sit still any longer. She is shivering on the ground. Her fingers in her hands have become five soft and strange things, which are kneaded and pinched by her indifferent face. Faintly, only the sound of bone fracture friction was heard. In the silence, I heard someone.

The patriarchs looked at each other, and Kucha reluctantly said, "Keri, you can be a disappointment at any time What kind of tassel do you want? I'll give it to you... "

"Bang!"

A thing suddenly jumped in and fell heavily on the table of hongjile's desk, smashing a whole roast sheep in front of him. However, a gold knife inserted on the sheep jumped up strangely, and Shua forced hongjile's eyes.

At the same time, four voices were heard at the same time.

"Who dares to ask for my concubine Powerful and murderous.

"Who dares to take my daughter-in-law to death?" Pungent and loud.

"Who? Looking for death? " Dry and simple.

The last one is a calm and graceful voice, even with a light smile.

"Ke lie, I'm sorry, your fox Sao stinks too much. I dare not ask you."

The man with the tent Shua stood up, while hongjile was busy hiding the ghost like meat cutter and shouting: "who! Who! Somebody! Someone... "

However, Ke lie had already laughed. His long and thin golden eyes narrowed, and he was really as cunning as a fox. He said leisurely: "it's so fast..."

He gently pushed away the female slave who had passed out of pain, patted his hands and stood up. He stepped on her carelessly and said with a smile, "our king of Shunyi and his imperial concubine are coming. Don't you hurry to meet him?"

At this time, the patriarchs had already reacted, and their faces were a little uncomfortable. The skinny korcha's face changed, and his eyes turned to hongjile. However, hongjile was still busy dealing with the knife, which was just like sticking to him. He jumped up and down in great confusion.

"A pack of wolves kneel down to the moon, mostly to get more prey." He Lianzheng's indifferent voice instantly came to the front of the tent, "we have raised too many greedy wolves on the grassland!"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, he Lianzheng strode in, without looking at how to stand up. The iron faced patriarchs strode to the upper seat and sat down on the seat where hongjile had already given way to avoid the flying knife. He cut off a piece of greasy mutton tenderloin and ate it. While eating, he said, "you bastard, the meat is well baked!"

"Zhadalan!" Finally, hongjile threw a table to meet the flying knife. He inserted it into the table, which was only inches away from the tip of his nose. He shook his hand and touched a cold sweat on his forehead. He slammed down the table and said, "you dare to break into the big account of Jinmeng!"

"If you dare to kill the king of grassland, I will dare to break into the Golden League account!" He Lianzheng slapped the leftover meat on his face and said, "I dare to kill you!"

"No killing is allowed in the area where the gold league is located. Otherwise, it will be a common enemy on the grassland!"

"You all took me as the enemy first. What should I do to share the enemy or not?" He Lianzheng clapped the broken table, his eyebrows raised his eyes and refused to let him go. "All of them stabbed to death, and the dead one is one! After me, the grassland is turning to the sky

The clan leaders were dumbfounded, staring at the murderous and awe inspiring eyes of he Lianzheng. Looking at the eyes, he knew that he was not bluffing. In his impression, the prince of Shunyi was bright and cheerful, and he was also a little rascal. He didn't want to see the real color until today.

They looked at each other. The Jinmeng tent is located in a narrow valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. The exit is very small. On the other side, there are ten family leaders' respective troops, surrounded by water. On the other three sides, there are rock mountains that slide without leaving their hands. It is so-called that the martial arts experts in the Central Plains have not been able to climb smoothly. There are still warriors guarding the valley How did these people, Lian Zheng, come in?

It is said that he Lianzheng can't break in because of such strict security. However, since he has broken in, it means that he is not easy to be provoked. If he really goes crazy, regardless of the consequences, he breaks the rules of the gold league, and if he dies, he has to drag several people behind him, he will only admit that he is unlucky.

In the final analysis, rules are made by people. Rules are always used to destroy violence. When rules are not obeyed, they are nonsense.

"Ignorant boy, who do you scare?" Lu Zan, the leader of Canglang department, who made friends with hongjile, yelled, "this is the third valley of Wanya. There are ten guards outside the valley, a total of 30000 troops, and there are thousands of guards in the valley. If you want to die with us, you should see if it is enough!"He Lianzheng hands on his knees, staring at Lu Zan without saying a word. His real dark wolf like eyes made Lu Zan tremble unconsciously.

"Boom."

When he Lianzheng glared at Lu Zan with fierce light, Lu Zan couldn't sit still, but he was still in the tent. When people tried to make a round of the scene, hongjile's eyes turned to be serious and wanted to speak, there was a loud noise.

It was like Gonggong bumped into a mountain, Ao Guang turned over the sea, and the battle between the gods on the Ninth Heaven overturned the heaven and earth. The whole ground was shocked, and several patriarchs sitting on the ground were directly overturned to the ground.

"What's going on?" Hongjile exclaimed, but there was no exit. The figure at the entrance of the tent flashed. A guard rushed over in panic and yelled: "no, it's a landslide, a landslide, a landslide..."

A glittering hand full of gold rings pushed him away, and Gaga said with a smile: "the staff of Jinpeng department are idiots. They can't even speak well. It's better for the imperial concubine to make a curtain for you."

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