Above the tower, the old man with a gloomy face stroked his beard and showed a sly smile.

On the square, under the fiery gaze of countless shining eyes, Shao Yu slowly got up again.

In this world of great contention, even if killing people is not what he wants, he is helpless.

It's a human being, and it always has to survive.

Things have not yet reached the time to sigh, looking up, the crowd not far away gradually opened a narrow opening, and the person who walked towards him was the Wuhuan King Changgu with a domineering face.

Before the person arrived, the voice came first, and the waiter shouted aloud in an appropriate voice:

"The King Arrives ......"

"Whoa......

After a period of stumbling steps, everyone suddenly woke up, the shock brought to them by Shao Yu before had not completely dissipated, and the arrival of King Wuhuan added a bit of nervousness in a timely manner.

"Meet the King......"

The Wuhuan people and the sergeants present all showed admiration and respect, and bowed one by one.

Throughout the tribe, the king is undoubtedly the supreme presence and symbol.

The royal power has its own divine endowment, and in their hearts, there is a king, a great witch, and Wuhuan is there.

On the contrary, none of the five Qin people, including Shao Yu, bowed down and did not move.

Chapter 117 of "The First Scumbag of Great Qin" The Divine Grant of Kingship is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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