By the time he said this, the fat elder had already prepared for death.

In the Frost Valley tribe, he obviously knows the truth of the matter, but he can't tell the truth, and he lives in grievances every day, this kind of life, the fat elder has already had enough, so he plans to die under the wooden spear of the thief today.

"I said that you once saved my life under the Black Mountain tribe, this is what I owe you, and I will not kill you. Ji Thief glanced at the fat elder and said.

The fat elder wanted to say something, but the thief shouted: "I have no mercy and reasoning, you don't want to listen, that's good, hunting!"

Hearing shouting himself, Hunt immediately agreed: "Patriarch, I'm here!"

Ji Thief pointed forward with his hand: "These Frost Valley people, not one of them will be left, they will all be killed by me!"

Everyone present was shocked when they heard this, and Songtsan cried even more: "Don't, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die yet." ”

Ah Hu dragged his body in his hand and stopped in front of Songtsen, looking at him like that, making it clear that even if he died, he wanted me to die first.

Hunter hummed and stepped forward with a wooden spear, and the crowd was all around.

For a while, the Frost Valley people who came with Songzan from Qingfeng and Mulian were all frightened, and they all knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

At this time, they were like lambs to the slaughter in front of the thief.

"Brave, warrior, don't, don't. ”

At this moment, the fat elder ran up again and shouted: "There are now more than thirty male clansmen left in the Frost Valley Tribe, if you kill everyone, the Frost Valley tribe will not survive in the large mountain range!!

The situation was urgent, and the fat elder had no choice but to move out the thin elder who had given his life to save the thief.

I have to say that this trick is still relatively easy to use.

When the words fell, the thief hesitated.

Killing these twenty Frost Valley Clansmen is certainly a relief, but just like the fat elder said, if he does this, the Frost Valley Tribes will not be far from disintegration.

Although it is said that killing them by himself did not directly destroy the Frost Valley Tribe, but the destruction of the Frost Valley Tribe in the future is also indirectly related to himself.

I don't kill Beren, but Beren dies because of me.

In Ji Thief's heart, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Hunt snorted: "What does it have to do with us in your Frost Valley, and it wasn't us who wiped out the Frost Valley tribe!

"Hunting!"

Ji Thief drank the next words, and the latter turned his head to look at Ji Thief in confusion.

I saw that the thief's face was entangled, and he breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, and said to the fat elder: "I can not kill you, but today, one person must die." Except for you and Ah Hu, you can just push out one person. ”

Ji Thief said.

Everyone took a deep breath, you look at me, I look at you, and they all stepped back, not daring to make any moves to attract attention.

However, Songtsan returned and grabbed a clansman casually: "He, it's him." ”

The clansman who was arrested almost hated Songtsan to death in his heart, damn it, why don't you go out yourself, let me die for you!

In a hurry, the clansman scolded at that time.

Songzan's expression turned blue and purple when he heard this, and he felt that he couldn't hold back his face, and he turned around and roared: "Shut up for me!"

As he spoke, he looked at the thief with a flattering expression: "Warrior, just kill him, kill him." ”

Of course, the people cried out.

Ji thief gave Hunt a look and said, "Hunt, do it." ”

Hunter understood what the thief meant, nodded, agreed, and stepped forward with the wooden spear.

Songtsam's face couldn't help but show joy, good, good, no matter who it is, as long as it is not himself who dies!

It's just that the Frost Valley tribesman who was chosen from the Mulian tribe didn't think so, and if he could, he even tore Songzan's heart alive.

Hunter walked over step by step, and when he passed Songtsam, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and without saying a word, drew a wooden spear.

With a bang, the wooden spear fell on Songzan's arm, and the force was so great that even the wooden spear made of white wax rod was broken by Hunt.

There was silence in the open field for two seconds, and the next second, Songtsam's heart-rending roar echoed across the plain.

Hunting scolded and scolded, glaring at Songzan: "Bah, I look down on you the most for being a waste, let your people die for you, how can your life be your life!"

Songtsan covered the arm that Rang Hunt had broken all at once, and cried out, and his face was directly twisted in one place.

The fat elder was anxious to move, but he pointed half of the wooden spear in his hand at Songzan's neck: "If you want him to die, you can come here!"

When this sentence fell, the fat elder really stopped in place honestly, not daring to make any out-of-the-ordinary moves.

"Phew. ”

After spitting, Hunter smashed Songtsam with a wooden spear and smashed his head and face, and he couldn't stop screaming in pain.

After hunting for a long time, he put down the half of the wooden spear in his hand, and scolded Songzan in the tone of a thief: "Fuck, waste!"

Ji Thief: "···"

He looked at the hunt suspiciously, and said in his heart that it had only been a long time, how could he even learn from hunting.

"Ahem. ”

Hearing the cough of the thief, Hunt quickly turned his head, trotted to the thief, and said with a sneering face: "Patriarch, what did I scold just now?"

Ji Thief looked at him speechlessly: "It's really not easy to learn well, and if you learn badly, you slip away." ”

As he spoke, Ji Thief looked at Songzan: "It seems that my brother thinks that this substitute ghost you found is a bit inappropriate, or else, you will go into battle by yourself?"

Songtsan had the heart to die, he opened his mouth, raised his arms, and trembled at a person who had been lying on the ground and pretending to be dead from the beginning to the present: "Yong, Lord Warrior, you, what do you think of him?"

Everyone's attention followed the direction of Songzan's finger, and when he saw the person on the ground, Ji Thief was stunned and nodded: "Yes." ”

As he spoke, he gave Hunter a look.

The latter hummed, took the wooden spear from one of his clansmen and walked towards the man.

When he heard the footsteps in his ears getting closer and closer, Ah Tu, who was pretending to be dead, couldn't help it anymore, he hurriedly looked up, and saw the expression of Hunt smiling at himself, he was startled, and he jumped up from the ground with a bang, and said with a trembling mouth: "Don't, don't, there is, what's the matter, let's discuss it slowly~"

Hunting pouted: "Discuss? How to discuss? Discuss with the wooden spear in my hand?"

As he spoke, the wooden spear was raised and rushed to Atu.

Atu, who couldn't avoid the hunting attack no matter what, simply ignored anything, and scolded: "Damn Songzan, you dare to harm me! The patriarch will never let you go! You wait for death..."

Before the word bar could be spoken, the wooden spear of the hunt went directly through Ah Tu's neck.

The anger on the latter's face had not completely dissipated at this time, and until he died, he had endless resentment and anger in his heart.

What he was resentful about was why he listened to the words of the patriarch and followed Songtsam, a waste, to a large mountain range, and did nothing to do it.

Annoyed, even Songtsam, this waste, really dares to push himself out, damn it, damn it!

Stepping on Ah Tu's corpse with one foot, he pulled out the wooden spear, shook off the blood stains on it, and let out a disdainful sigh.

With a thud, Atu's body fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the clansmen of the more than ten Qingfeng tribes couldn't help but open their eyes, and roared one by one: "Lord Atu!!"

Hunt Wenyan was stunned for a moment, Lord Tu?

He glanced back at the corpse on the ground, and said in his heart, "This thing is also called Atu?"

If I'm not mistaken, there seems to be a brute named Ah Tu in the Qingfeng tribe, tyrannical and cruel, could it be this guy?

Probably not, how could the Qingfeng tribe come to such a small place as a large mountain range.

Well, it should just be the same name.

Thinking like this in his heart, Hunt was relieved, looked back at the more than ten Qingfeng clansmen, and said: "I don't see it, such a guy who only knows how to pretend to be dead when he encounters danger, and some people love him?" Okay, don't howl, you all have the ability, you can come up together, and see how your family Hunter has cleaned you up one by one." ”

Hunting's words fell, and the more than ten Qingfeng clansmen instantly closed their mouths.

When Hunter led people to block Songtsan and himself before, he had seen Hunt Da exert his might.

The combat effectiveness shown by the hunt is not a normal person at all, okay, besides, there are so many Lihuo people in the people, who dares not to go up and lead the death with a long eye?