"Jiang Beichen couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

I didn't expect that the water problem of the ancient witch nationality has been so serious?

The tribes here are isolated from the world. If there is a problem with food, it is really a big problem related to the survival of the race.

The death of aooka's father and daughter is important, but it is nothing compared with the problem of water source.

But Jiang Beichen still said, "servant patriarch, it's not that I don't help you, but carrying the Dragon King has nothing to do with rainfall. Even if I carry the Dragon King to your party, I'm afraid it won't help!"

Jiang Beichen couldn't help shaking his head.

But when the servant heard this, his face became very ugly.

He is an antique. Naturally, he is very superstitious. He thinks that as long as he can invite the Dragon King to the party, there will be a turn for the better.

Jiang Beichen's refusal made him very unhappy.

"You don't have to take care of others. Just carry the Dragon King to the upper party. If you don't agree, please leave now. I don't welcome you!" The servant finally lost his patience and ordered him to leave.

Liao Xin immediately stood up and said, "ha ha! Foreign boy, did you hear that our clan leader told you to get out! Don't you get out quickly!?"

"The murderer still dares to be rampant?" Tang Zhiruo finally couldn't help it. With a cold hum, she flashed over and pulled up Liao Xin's collar. He pulled it directly and kicked it to the ground.

Qinglin hurriedly ran over and strangled Liao Xin's neck with a bow string.

WOW!

The Liao family quickly raised their shotguns and surrounded them all.

Liao Biao stared and shouted, "bold, you dare to commit murder in front of the patriarch. Qinglin, please release my son quickly, or I'll let you die without a whole body!"

"Ha ha! OK! Anyway, my father and my sister are dead. I'm not interested in living. It's a big deal that we die together!" Qinglin's eyes twinkle with madness. At the moment, he is completely subverted by hatred. He has no desire to live. Being able to kill Liao Xin before he dies can be regarded as revenge for Abba and little sister!

"Abba! Help me, Abba!" Liao Xin was scared out of his wits. Qinglin's bowstring was so sharp that it was almost like a blade. It cut his neck. He had no doubt that his neck could be cut off as long as the other party made a slight effort!

The servant's face was also particularly ugly. "Jiang Xiaoyou, do you have to go to the party stronghold with me?"

With Jiang Beichen's strength, even if he can't be a friend, he doesn't want to establish an enemy.

But if the other party is stubborn, he doesn't mind leaving the other party in the upper party!

Jiang Beichen's eyes narrowed slightly and said faintly, "it's natural to pay off debts and kill people to pay for their lives. Liao Xin killed Qinggang father and daughter and must be punished. Today, I'll decide!"

"Qinglin, kill him and avenge your father and sister!" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

Pooh!

Encouraged by Jiang Beichen, Qinglin never hesitated. His men worked hard, and the sharp bow string fell into Liao Xin's neck!

Liao Xin's mouth immediately overflowed with blood. Immediately, his eyes turned and his neck tilted.

There was instant silence.

In full view of the public, Qinglin killed Liao Xin and sealed his throat with a bow string.

Everyone was stunned.

But immediately, Liao Biao uttered a mournful wail.

"Son!!!"

Liao Biao hurriedly ran over and helped Liao Xin up in the pool of blood. However, Liao Xin was dead and his head was powerless. He didn't respond at all.

Soon he looked angrily at the green forest, grabbed a shotgun and immediately pestled it on the green forest.

At this time, Jiang Beichen suddenly moved, flashed over and pinched the barrel of the gun.

Bang!

The gunpowder exploded directly in the gun chamber, and the shotgun was shattered by the earthquake. Liao Biao quickly let go of his pain and immediately stared at Jiang Beichen with a surprised and angry face.

"Foreigners, you don't want to escape today!"

WOW!

The Liao family all raised their shotguns.

This time, the servant didn't stop him, because he also felt that the foreign boy was so arrogant that he dared to kill in public.

When he went to the party stronghold, where was it?

It's unforgivable!

Jiang Beichen raised his hand again, and all the guns pointed strangely to the sky.

Bang bang!

All ammunition is empty!

All the people stared at Jiang Beichen with wide eyes, and their eyes were suspicious.

Isn't this boy really an envoy? He's not even afraid of a gun?

The servant looked ugly and said calmly, "Jiang Xiaoyou, don't think you can do whatever you want with force. What if you kill us? Can you destroy all my members of the party?"

"If you dare to mess around, the old man will overthrow the lives of the whole family and die with you!" The servant said coldly.

Jiang Beichen frowned, "I don't intend to be the enemy of the party, but there is revenge. Since the servant patriarch doesn't want to preside over justice, I have to do it myself!"

Qinglin also said coldly, "this is my grudge between Qinglin and the Liao family. It has nothing to do with others! Liao Biao, tell me the whereabouts of my little sister quickly, or I will fight with you to the end!"

Liao Biao's face is ugly, but he knows that this foreign boy is unfathomable. If he dies today, it is mostly their Liao family who will suffer.

Although he has two sons dead, he has a wife, his son can be reborn, and there is a large family of children behind him. Now it's important to protect his life.

Liao Biao took a deep breath and had to say, "your sister has been buried with my son. She was still angry when she was in the coffin. Now I can't guarantee it!"

Now it's several hours before burial. People are suffocated even if they are in the coffin.

"Where was it buried? Take us!" Qinglin hurried up and grabbed his collar.

Liao Biao had no choice but to take Jiang Beichen and his three people to the Liao family's cemetery.