Although Di Qing is young and strong, when facing the second leader of the Juxi tribe, it is obviously not enough. Han Xiaoning doesn't need to look at the result of the battle, just look at the difference in strength between the two sides. One is the rising star of a small tribe, and the other is the second leader of a large tribe, and this difference in identity represents a gap in strength, not to mention that he is also a head shorter than others. What's more, there are so many guards around them!

Sure enough, before Di Qing, who had escaped from the almost evenly matched melee, rushed in front of the others, he saw that two troll clansmen had already rushed over, wanting to stop Di Qing's steps. They are the subordinates of the second leader, and if anyone wants to attack the second leader, they have the duty to stop them.

"Wait a minute, weird funny, let me play with him. The second leader of the giant tribe said this, and the two subordinates stood back respectfully, only to see the two leaders walk out slowly, smiled, and then changed their bodies suddenly, and suddenly there was a man more than three meters tall, and a troll more than thirty meters high.

Han Xiaoning looked at Mo Zifeng, Mo Zifeng pouted helplessly, there is no way, people are congenitally well developed, it belongs to the racial advantage, and they humans have no way to be envious and jealous. Races can't be crossed, and they can't be imitated, no matter how much they can rise, they can't rise by 30 meters.

I also understand that in terms of physical fitness, we are indeed inferior to others, but every time I watch the transformation of the troll clan, I always have a feeling that a human monk is willing to bow to the wind, and I am very unhappy in my heart. Han Xiaoning chatted with Mo Zifeng through his divine sense, and at the same time showed a trace of contempt to look at the unsuspenseful battle next door.

'The ruler is shorter, the inch is longer, we don't envy other people's places that are better than us, you think so, at least we are more beautiful than them. Mo Zifeng said with a smile, and explained his daughter-in-law in his heart.

"Master, the aesthetics of different races are different, in the eyes of the troll clan, human monks look very strange, okay?" Han Xiaoning said helplessly, and rolled his eyes, his movements were done in one go, and he was stunned when he saw Mo Zifeng.

Is this what he means by disgusting himself? Why is he going back more and more in the mix? Being disgusted by his daughter-in-law! This is not good, and we have to actively improve the situation.

No matter what aesthetic changes, you are the most beautiful in my heart. Mo Zifeng thought about the meaty tricks he had learned, and hurriedly said so, which made Han Xiaoning stunned for a moment, and then did not roll his eyes, but lowered his head shyly, and glanced at Mo Zifeng from the corner of his eye.

Mo Zifeng instantly felt that it was worth it, although what he said just now didn't match the atmosphere of the scene at all, but as long as his daughter-in-law was happy, he didn't care. But these troll people are too unlikable. They are living well here, why do they have nothing to do, and they have caused their daughter-in-law to be sad, so they should be taught a good lesson.

Thinking so, Mo Zifeng saw the battle in front of him, as the two troll clansmen attacked each other, one by one the fireballs kept falling, smashing on the house and smashing on the ground.

Seeing that a few more were about to hit them, Mo Zifeng stretched out his fingertips a little, and saw a white barrier appear, then I, the stone with flames turned into powder the moment it touched it, and dissipated in the air.

The old leader who saw this scene was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mo Zifeng and Han Xiaoning with excitement, he never thought that the cultivation of the two of them might be very high.

After all, Han Xiaoning and Mo Zifeng were taken in by them at the beginning. Although they can make alchemy and have a lot of pills, but in the old leader's mind, the two of them seem to be healers, although they can see and treat diseases, but their cultivation is not high, otherwise how could they break into the territory of the troll clan?

Looking at it now, I am afraid that there is something misunderstood, these two people are not shocked at all, and they are not afraid to look at the fight in front of them, which clearly does not mean that the fight of the troll clan is in their eyes.

Now the old leader doesn't care at all what the identities of Han Xiaoning and Mo Zifeng are? He only knows one thing, if their Black Earth Tribe doesn't want to perish, they need someone to help, and now Han Xiaoning and Mo Zifeng are obviously the only candidates. So the old leader held on to his crutches and walked in the direction of Han Xiaoning and Mo Zifeng step by step, and Han Xiaoning smiled when he saw this scene.

The huge rocks kept falling, but Han Xiaoning held up a piece of the sky for the old leader, when the time came, you looked at the white enchantment on your head, and then looked at the blocked and falling boulders, what else did you not understand. These two people have a very high level of cultivation, but they don't want to take action easily and participate in their internal fighting.

That's right, there is an infighting between the two tribes, and whether they are demon beasts or human monks, they obviously don't want to participate. saved his life, but had no intention of helping, and the old leader saw it clearly. But he had no other way, he could only beg now, even if he was begging others on his knees, to protect his tribe and people.

"Two benefactors, now it's time for our tribe to live and die, please ask the two benefactors to help again, and from now on, my Black Earth tribe will listen to the orders of the two benefactors. The old leader was about to kneel down as he spoke, how could Han Xiaoning really let him kneel, smiled slightly, and with a little support with his hand, the old leader stood up.

"It's not that I don't want to help, but because this is an infighting between your two tribes, if I make a rash move, I'm afraid that there will be more trouble, here, after all, we are foreigners. Han Xiaoning said sincerely, and the old leader also understood their difficulties.

"It's me who asked the two of you, it's not that the two of you want to meddle in the fight of my troll clan, I can assure you that I won't wait until the time, my black earth tribe will listen to you, and thank you for saving your life. ”

The old leader said this, two lines of hot tears flowed, and at this time there was a loud noise, and everyone saw Di Qing fall to the ground, becoming a normal size, obviously seriously injured, the depression in his chest, while breathing, the blood spit out proved that Di Qing's situation was not optimistic.

"Di Qing, how are you?!" Alan didn't care about anything else, and pounced directly on Di Qing's body, looking at it like this, he was so frightened that his heart trembled, Di Qing was obviously about to die, he looked at her with his eyes open, and tears fell.

"Don't speak, don't talk now, I'll go and beg Miss Han, they have elixir!" Alan said as he rushed towards Han Xiaoning and Mo Zifeng.

However, it was obvious that Alain's speed was not fast enough, and a huge foot appeared in the air, obviously trying to destroy Alain and Di Qing together.