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"Long Zhan, you" saw clearly the face of the person who suddenly broke in, Feixing's face suddenly turned pale, and a fear rose from the bottom of his heart, he was not old enough to forget what he had done to Long Zhan and Long Ming, Long Zhan was not good, if it was really unfavorable to him, he couldn't even resist at this time, cold sweat broke out, Feixing himself was in danger, where was he in the mood to care about whether the woman next to him was dead or alive.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll cut off your head right now." The dagger with a cold light was sent to Feixing's neck, and the sharp blade slashed into a string of bloody flowers, which made Feixing, who had just wanted to speak, obediently shut up.

"Bai Li, you sit down and rest for a while, there may be a fierce battle later." Feng who was leaning on the side of the tree carefully wiped the dagger in his hand, and looked at Bai Li, who was standing motionless not far away and looking at the direction of the Flying Dragon Tribe, and said weakly, After standing for so long, he was not too tired.

"When will the patriarch come back," Bai Li asked, still maintaining the same posture as before.

"How many times have you asked this all night" Feng rolled his eyes very distempered, and explained weakly: "Isn't the gray dumpling going out, and the patriarch should wait for it to come back?"

"It's back," Bai Li's low shout interrupted the wind's words, and then strode forward.

Ling Fei was closing his eyes and recuperating, when he heard Bai Li's words, he suddenly became energetic, stood up with his support, and took a few steps forward to see Long Zhan dragging a person from the night, and before he could get close, Ling Fei, who was in the sensitive period to the smell, smelled a faint smell of blood and urine.

"The patriarch is back, the patriarch is back" or the people who were on guard or resting stood up and gathered around.

Walking to the gathering place, Long Zhan shook his hand, and the person who was dragging him rolled to the side.

"Patriarch, who is this" Everyone's eyes were immediately attracted by the people on the ground, and they looked sideways.

"Hmm" Feixing tried to speak, but his mouth was tied tightly by the animal skin, and he didn't say a word for a long time, and his saliva was dripping.

"This, this is" Bai Li couldn't believe what he saw, looking at Feixing and then at Long Zhan, his face was incredible.

"Isn't this a flying star" At this time, the others also recognized the people on the ground, and they were all amazed, it turned out that their patriarch went to catch the flying star, hey, now it's okay, the patriarch of the Flying Dragon Tribe fell into their hands, and they are worried that they won't let go of those people of the White Mist Clan

Their patriarch is really powerful

Originally, Feixing still had a fluke mentality, thinking that if he was seen by the people patrolling the clan, he would be saved, but he was dragged by Long Zhan all the way to a place where he couldn't see anything in the dark ink, not to mention being discovered, he didn't even see a figure along the way, he was extremely scared when he was taken out of the tribe, but he didn't have the heart to run away, what made him desperate was that whether it was uphill or downhill, the weapon of Dragon Zhan had always been firmly on his neck, and he moved the blade a little bit deep into the flesh. Feeling that the blood in his neck was worse, Feixing really didn't dare to move anymore, he kept thinking about why Long Zhan came to arrest him all the way, if it was to take revenge, it would be easier to kill himself on the spot, if it wasn't for revenge, what was it for

Just when he couldn't figure it out, he found that he had walked to the enemy's base camp and ambushed so many people so close to the tribe

Seeing the people of the White Mist Clan in the black pressure in front of him, Feixing felt that it was dark in front of him, and these people actually betrayed the Flying Dragon Tribe

"You also have today" Feng squatted on the ground and looked at the old man for a long time, and said disdainfully to Feixing, seeing Feixing glaring at him, he sneered twice, and said in a negative manner: "You didn't bully us before, but now you really deserve to be caught by our patriarch, how can you feel good if it falls into our hands, how can you have to save an arm or leg, otherwise we can't get this breath in our hearts." ”

You dare Feixing expressed his anger with his eyes, and his heart was in a mess, it was impossible for him to be trapped by so many of them and want to run, those traitors of the White Mist Clan were with Long Zhan, which means that Feida must have also been arrested, and Long Zhan caught them what they wanted to do in exchange for food

With the lesson of Feida last time, Ling Fei didn't dare to step forward, standing behind the dragon station and looking at Feixing, who had not been seen for a long time, the muddy water, red blood stains from the neck to the instep, it looked quite scary at night, in addition to that, it became more bloated, when I saw him before, his figure was still quite burly, but now it is developing horizontally, the double chin is obviously not to mention, and the belly bulge is also very strong, so you can see how comfortable the days of the past half a year are, you must know here, in this environment, Men with bellies are too rare, even the old hunters of the clan who don't participate in hunting are very lean.

"I'll see, which leg to start with" Feng pulled out his dagger and gestured at Feixing's limbs, "My weapon is too sharp, it's too fast to cut off arms and legs, it's not good, I don't understand hatred, I have to use a stone knife, although that thing is a bit difficult to cut, but it can definitely be painful to die." ”

"Hmm" Feixing, whose hands were tied to his back, desperately avoided the wind, with a frightened face, he had hated the wind to death in his heart, this kid should have died a long time ago, he didn't expect his life to survive, and now he dares to do this to himself, if he can get out of trouble, he will definitely find a way to kill him.

"Bai Li, you said that you left your arms or legs, aren't they always making things difficult for you, and now it's time for revenge." Feng Chong Bai Li squeezed his eyes and shouted deliberately.

"Then leave both arms and legs, anyway, the Flying Star Patriarch won't starve if he doesn't have to do anything, and it's a waste to keep his hands and feet" Seeing that the wind just wanted to scare him, Bai Li simply said ruthlessly.

Feixing's eyes widened suddenly, ignoring the threat of the wind, he turned his head to look at Long Zhan, hehe, he wanted to speak at this time, but his mouth was tied and he couldn't say it at all.

Long Zhan didn't even give him a look, it would take a while for the sky to light up, and Feixing was not useful for the time being.

Seeing their patriarch's completely laissez-faire attitude, Feng laughed even more arrogantly, grabbed Feixing over, and then intensified his scare.

The smell of urine in the air is even more pronounced.