"Wow!"

Hundreds of horses were forcibly held by the reins, and people stood up with a roaring neigh!

The tribal chieftain led by Cheng Yue saw that Cheng Yue was dressed no different from himself, and thought that he was also from Xirong, so he immediately said a lot of things that Cheng Yue couldn't understand.

Cheng Yue had already let the prison cow fly into the sky in advance at this time, so on the surface, he had become a person again, and when he saw the chief of Xirong shouting at him, he hurriedly asked the tyrant with his divine thoughts: "Lao Zhu, you are well-informed, do you know what this thing is talking about?"

The tyrant couldn't help but roll his eyes: "It's true that I'm well-informed, but what's the need to learn a barbarian language?

"Just don't you understand?" Cheng Yue asked expressionlessly, his tone and demeanor seemed to be mocking the tyrant's incompetence.

"There's no need to understand!" the tyrant repeated in exasperation.

Cheng Yue raised his head towards the tribal chief: "But it's necessary now, because I don't even know what Ya is talking about." ”

"What the hell?!" the tyrant was angry.

Cheng Yue didn't mean to be angry with him, since he didn't understand, he just didn't know how to pretend to understand......

"Uh, you're asking who I am, right?" Cheng Yue pointed to his nose and gestured to the tribal chief.

However, it didn't matter if he opened his mouth, the Xirong people immediately blew up the pot, and someone shouted: "Qin people!

This time Cheng Yue understood, he rolled his eyes and said, "Dare to say human words, then why didn't you say it just now?"

"Because you're wearing the leather robes of the Sijon, aren't you?" said the tyrant angrily, obviously still angry at what had just happened.

The tribal chief said a few more words, but not to Cheng Yue, but to his subordinates.

Immediately, several powerful Xijon men came out of the crowd, threw out long nooses, and tried to lassoe him like a horse.

Cheng Yue didn't mean to dodge at all, so he just stood there and let them trap.

The Xijon people are a race on horseback, and the skill of throwing the lasso is not too high, and Cheng Yue is motionless, which is equivalent to fixing the target, so it is not easy to set it up?

Seeing this, the Xirong people urged the war horse, and pulled the rope with one arm, intending to drag Cheng Yue behind the horse.

However, I don't know, I don't know, I am scared when I drag it, no matter how hard they try, a few people together, and they can't pull Cheng Yue with horsepower!

Cheng Yue raised his hand and yawned, looking boredly at the red faces of these people who were holding back the rope, and the green tendons on his body burst out.

"I said, have you pulled enough?" asked Cheng Yue.

The Sijon people did not answer, but at the chief's shouting, a few more people came and helped pull the ropes.

"It's really a dog!" Cheng Yue pursed his lips, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his hand to pull the rope very casually.

"Boom!"

The carriage over there immediately became lively, and nearly ten Xirong men were torn off their horses and fell to the ground!

Seeing this unbelievable scene, the people of Xirong were dumbfounded!

“@#￥%%！”

The chief was the first to react, pointing a flag gun at Cheng Yue and shouting.

This time, Cheng Yue directly understood, the other party was giving an order to attack him.

"Since that's the case, then I'm not welcome!" Cheng Yue smiled and slapped at the chief in the air.

The next moment, the chief fell off his horse.

“@#￥！

“%%！”

The people of Xijon were so frightened by this scene that they screamed in horror.

"It's all said that don't scream anymore!"

Cheng Yue was annoyed by these chatters, lifted his middle qi, and slammed off with his sonic power!

The Xirong people were dizzy and dizzy by Cheng Yue's throat, and they sat unsteadily, and they fell from their mounts like dumplings.

"It's too weak, is this really Xijon with 500,000 string-controlling cultivators?" Seeing this scene, the tyrant was surprised, if he was not mistaken, these were just ordinary people.

Cheng Yue was also surprised, but he didn't say it like a tyrant, but ran to pull the chief-like guy by the collar and asked sharply: "Say, which tribe are you from, how can you be so weak?"

“@#￥%！”

The chief shouted in panic.

"Can you speak human language?" Cheng Yue yelled at the chief's voice.

The chief's face turned pale with fright, and it took a long time before he spit out one word: "Yes." ”

"Why don't you say it?" Cheng Yue was angry.

The chief glanced at the leather robe on his body, and said with a strange expression: "Qin, cub, dare you drill into the western nong's clothes, and I will speed the western nong's language." ”

The chief's pronunciation of the seven Chinese is not very standard, and he stammers, and he wants to understand that he has a certain degree of brain supplementation ability.

Fortunately, Cheng Yue's brain replenishment ability has never been bad, and Lian Guess basically understood: "You mean that I am wearing your clothes, so you subconsciously speak your language to me?"

"Don!" the chief nodded.

The corners of Cheng Yue's mouth twitched, and he pointed to the herdsmen in the area and asked: "Aren't you claiming to be 500,000 monks? Why are you so weak? Especially you, you are the chief, right? Why is your strength so poor, aren't you Xirong respected for strength?"

"I'm not Chief Su, but Chief Su's brother. This person first corrected him seriously, and then replied: "The young people have all started the Demon Domain, the young warrior parents have all started the Demon Domain, the chiefs have started the Demon Domain, and the people of Liuha have all risen to the Demon Domain." (The young people have gone to the Demon Domain, the young warrior parents have also gone to the Demon Domain, the chiefs have also gone to the Demon Domain, and those who have left behind are ordinary people.) ）”

"Damn!"

Cheng Yue screamed angrily, he really didn't come at the right time!

"Is there anything else?, are there still cultivators in your tribe?" Cheng Yue asked reluctantly.

"Yes!" the chief's younger brother nodded, "Eight years are all old bones, and they are no longer used." (But they're all old bones, so they're useless)"

Cheng Yue suddenly lost interest, beating the old man and the old lady was not his hobby, although he was a little scum, but not to that extent.

"Let's go!"

Cheng Yue left the chief's younger brother, greeted the invisible tyrant and Xiao Qian, and turned around to flash people.

However, at this moment, a strange change occurred!

"Where did the kid of the Qin Kingdom come from, dare to spread wild here!"

An old voice suddenly sounded behind Cheng Yue!

Cheng Yue was startled and hurriedly turned around to be on guard.

The visitor was a slear, skeletal-skinned old man with crutches in his hand, who seemed to be unable to stand on his feet.

Cheng Yue laughed and put down his posture: "I said the old man, when you are old, you will go to recuperate, why do you have to come out to fight, if you are injured, won't it be too late to regret it?"

The old man didn't answer, but very casually raised his hand and buckled a piece of boogin, and flicked it towards Cheng Yue.

Cheng Yue wanted to dodge, but he didn't expect that the speed of the boogers was extremely amazing, and by the time he reacted, it had already arrived in front of him!

"Uhh

Just like that, he was blown out by the old man's boogers.