"Haha!" Shama Naigu laughed loudly, put down the wine jug in his hand and shook his head: "Dao Chief, you look down on me Shama Naigu, I never thought that the Light Man would hurt me, even if he brought thousands of troops, I am not afraid." ”

Wuwei Daoist nodded, understood what Shama Naigu meant, and said with a smile: "In the same way, if the leader wants to hurt his life for no reason, Lao Dao will not stand idly by. He glanced at Shamanaigu and said, "After all, both of you are old friends, and we don't want any of you to make a mistake." ”

Shama Naigu nodded approvingly: "I naturally believe in the Taoist Chief, and my father and I admire the Taoist very much, otherwise I would not have been able to follow you to this barren mountain and wilderness to see the person surnamed Jia." ”

After taking a sip of wine, Shamanagu sighed again: "Alas... It's just a pity that my Zhen tribe has not avenged it, and the ring of the contract has reappeared, but God can't help my Zhen tribe! But this is the last ring of contract, from now on, we have nothing to do with Daguang, one day, I will seek this justice. ”

Wuwei Daoist smiled noncommittally, he didn't talk too much to Shama Naigu, as long as the Zhen people were willing to withdraw their troops and let the Kangzhou Mansion avoid this war, he already felt very lucky, as for Yang Yi wanting to subdue the Di people, it would depend on his own ability.

At this time, the door of the ancestral hall suddenly opened, and a strong man of the Zhen tribe walked in, this person knew that it was Zmoyo, who had gone to Connecticut City with him before.

I saw Zmoyo walking quickly into the ancestral hall, coming to Shamanaigu, and said coldly with an unkind face: "Chief, people are here." ”

Shamanaigu paused, his pupils dilated slightly, and asked, "Huh?" How many people came? ”

Zmoyo hesitated for a moment, and asked, "There are only three of them." ”

Shamanagu glanced at Zmoyo suspiciously, but saw that Zmoyo's expression was strange, as if even he couldn't believe it.

"Only three people? The one with the surname A can be among them? Shamanagu wondered.

Zmoyo nodded without the slightest hesitation, and said with some trepidation: "Yes, I can be sure that it is him, and that hateful face Zmoyo will never forget!" ”

Shama Naigu looked at the Wuwei Daoist suspiciously, but saw that the Wuwei Daoist was just looking at him with a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be too surprised.

Shamanagu thought for a moment and said to Zmoyo, "What about people? ”

"It's still at the entrance of the village."

"Bring them here."

Zi Moyo ordered him to turn around and leave, but in half a pillar of incense, he led Yang Yi and the three into the ancestral hall.

There were a lot of candles lit in the room, and the light was not bad, and as soon as Yang Yi came in, he saw the oncoming Wuwei Taoist.

"The Taoist is fine." Yang Yi arched his hand and smiled.

"Haha, the child's demeanor is still the same, and he is polite." Wuwei Taoist held the dust and smiled.

Yang Yi laughed, but as he spoke, he was scanning the environment of the entire ancestral hall.

In the ancestral hall, in addition to Wuwei Daoist and Zimoyo, who led everyone here, there were five or six people from the Zhen tribe, who were looking at Yang Yi and the three of them with unkind eyes at this time, and the killing intent in them was self-evident.

There was a person from the Zhen tribe sitting at the table, and after Yang Yi came in, the person was unmoved, but he was drinking by himself as if no one was around, and Yang Yi knew that he should be Shama Nagu without thinking about it.

Seeing Yang Yi staring at Shama Naigu, Wuwei Daoist gently pressed Yang Yi's arm, signaling him to be calm, and pointed at Shama Naigu with the other hand and smiled: "Come, son, I will introduce you to you, this is Shama Naigu, the leader of the Zhen people, and he is the great hero of the Zhen people." ”

Yang Yi took two steps forward with a smile on his face and saluted: "I have heard that the ancient leader of Shamanaigu, LinkedIn, is a martial artist, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation when I see it today." ”

Shama Naigu continued to take a sip of wine before turning his head to look at Yang Yi, and frowned: "Vertical villain, dare to offend my Zhen clan?" Slaughter me. ”

As soon as the words came out, the whole hall was shocked, and before Wuwei Daoist stopped them, several Zhen warriors quickly rushed forward to surround Yang Yi and the others.

Nazi Moyo had a gap with Yang Yi and the others, and he had to listen to Shama Naigu's order to be overjoyed, and he screamed and rushed up as soon as he pulled up his cuffs, just hitting the iron bull.

Of course, Zmoyo knew this brute bull-like person, and when he was locked up in the City Lord's Mansion in Connecticut City a few days ago, this man laughed at him in every way, and the enemy was very red when they met.

Zmoyo, who was only a little shorter than the Iron Bull, grabbed the Iron Bull's thick arm and screamed to drag the Iron Bull down.

Tie Niu smiled, hugged his arms to his chest, and straddled his legs slightly into a horse step to hold down his body steadily, no matter how much force Zmoyo used, he just didn't move.

"Roar!" Zmoyo's face was flushed and furious, his shoulders rested on the waist of the iron bull, and he shouted and suddenly exerted force, trying to fly the iron bull out.

The iron bull didn't dare to hold it up, this Zmoyo brute force was not small. I saw that the iron ox turned around his waist, unloaded Zmoyo's brute force, grabbed his collar for fear of it, and then violently lifted it, Zmoyo's whole person flew out, fell heavily in the corner of the wall, and the heavy body shook the entire ancestral hall.

Seeing this, the surrounding people of the Zhen tribe were furious and pounced on the iron bull one after another. Tie Niu was not afraid, his left and right hands were against several Di men, and he stepped on it hard, and he actually fought with the four Di people.

Monkey Jian'er, who was standing next to Yang Yi, saw the excitement of the iron bull fighting, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly rushed into the battle group flexibly, wandering smoothly in the crowd like a loach.

The strong men of the Zhen tribe didn't know what they were doing when they saw Monkey Jian'er circling around beside them, but at this time, everyone was competing with the Iron Bull, and they couldn't care about Monkey Jian'er.

Monkey Jian'er turned around in the pile of people twice and finally got out, and everyone saw that he had a lot of long cloth belts in his hands, and they didn't react for a while. By the time a few of the Di people realized that the various cloth belts in the hands of the monkey Jian'er were similar to their trouser belts, it was already too late.

The Di people wore little, many people did not wear clothes on their upper bodies, only wore a pair of cloth pants, and Monkey Jian'er took advantage of the fact that everyone could not separate themselves from the iron bull competition, and he untied the trouser belts of several Di people with his hands.

Several big men of the Zhen tribe were furious, and hurriedly let go of the iron bull, and dragged their pants that were about to slip off with both hands, the scene was extremely funny.

Monkey Jian'er raised a large number of trouser belts in his hands and said with a smile: "You guys are really, you come to fight without tightening your trouser belts?" ”

Several Zhen men were ashamed and angry, and one of the Zhen men held his pants in one hand, turned around and took out a big knife from a large vat, and screamed and was about to rush up and fight with the monkey Jian'er.

Yang Yi's face froze, although the two sides fought fiercely, they were fighting with fists and feet, and they would not hurt their lives, and at this time, the Zhen people actually took out hidden weapons, and the situation suddenly escalated.