Yun San swallowed a mouthful of spit and said in a loud voice, "Excuse me, which one is Lord Fan Qing, the patriarch of the Ghost Face Clan?" ”

In the face of the catastrophe, Yun San actually maintained his politeness.

From among the tens of thousands of warriors of the Ghostface Clan, came a tall middle-aged man, his skin was dark, covered in scars, and his face was covered in oil paint with a demon mask and two black horns on the top of the mask.

Standing opposite Yun San, Fan Qing spat at the ground and said, "I'm your grandfather Fan Qing, what's the matter with me?" ”

Yun San was stunned for a moment, and said to him: "I am Yun San, the patriarch of the Tree God Clan, and in addition, I am the grandson of Yun Yi, the first patriarch of the Tree God Yun Family, not yours." ”

Hahahaha~

The warriors of the Ghostface clan laughed, this tribe known for its barbarism, where had they seen a kind and bookish guy like Yun San, and he was treated as a joke.

Fan Qing clasped his fingers on the yellow plate teeth and said, "Yun San, death is coming, what do you want to say?" ”

Yun San said in a deep voice, "I don't understand, why do you Ghost Face Tribe want to attack us?" What exactly are we doing wrong? We always deliver the tribute you want on time, even if my people are still hungry, we must ensure the supply of the Ghost Face clan first. ”

"But why are you unwilling to abide by the peace agreement? Destroying our Dryads won't do you and your people any good? ”

Fan Qing pulled up his nose again, and said disdainfully: "Originally, a weak guy like you, I didn't bother to kill you, and it was good to keep you to help us plant fruit trees, but unfortunately, someone told me a secret, so I decided to kill you." ”

"Secret?" Yun San was stunned and puzzled: "What is the secret of our tree god clan?" Who doesn't know that we live from agriculture and are only good at taking care of fruit trees. ”

Fan Qing waved his hand and said, "Who told me that you are not qualified to know, but now that I already know, the two big guys who are with you have a very strange origin!" ”

"These two big octopuses are called water immortals, and they are fatalistic creatures from the back side of the universe, with legendary divine power!"

"Like all fateful creatures, the Water Underworld is destined to live a miserable life, the number of their people will decrease with the reproduction of generations, and by the ninth generation, only the last member of the Water Immortal Clan will remain, and all the other people will die."

"However, this ninth-generation water underworld will have the most powerful ability of the Fate Clan!"

"Now under your care, the ninth generation of the Water Underworld Clan has been successfully born, and it is also the youngest and strongest one in their clan, the game is over, you are so weak, you don't deserve to have the strongest fateful creature, the ninth generation of the Water Underworld will belong to me!"

"You want Xiaobao!?" Yun San was stunned and looked back at Hong Heqin.

Hong Heqin did not deny it, it seems that what Fan Qing said is true.

As a fatalistic creature, Hong has strong wisdom and soon became a mentor and friend of Yun San, and they lived in the territory of the tree god clan and gave birth to Xiaobao here.

For Yun San, Xiaobao is like his own son!

Cut!

Fan Qing said disdainfully: "A broken octopus monster, only idiots like you have the time to name him!" Now hand over the water god named Xiaobao, otherwise, I'll catch it myself. ”

Yun San only felt trembling all over, and asked excitedly, "What are you going to do with Xiaobao?" ”

Fan Qing sneered and said, "Since he is a fateful creature, of course he wants to be my slave, this is his fate that he can't change!" ”

"The man who told me about this said that the fatalistic creatures were to be slaves to others, and that they had been displaced and miserable all their lives, and that they had betrayed the creator in the first place, and the creator thought it was too cheap to kill them, so he set a cruel punishment for them, and each generation of fateful creatures had to be judged by fate, and the number became smaller and smaller, until the last generation, they would bear a fatal fate worse than all the previous generations combined! And then die. ”

"Impossible!" Yun San roared: "How could Xiaobao be such a well-behaved child, how could he bear a tragic fate? It's impossible, and it's not fair! ”

Phew!

Fan Qing had a cold face and said impatiently: "It's just a soft bastard like you who says fair and unfair, there has never been such a thing as fairness in this world!" Just see whose fist is harder! ”

"Otherwise, you can explain, everyone is a wise race, why did your tree god clan starve by themselves, but they were sent to Lao Tzu's territory by the fruits they worked so hard to get? Explain again, everyone is a wise race, why is it as easy as I am to kill you as it is to play, but you have no power to fight back? ”

"Fair? That's the fig leaf for you softass! A powerful being like us doesn't like fairness at all! We like to bully you, and now we're going to kill you! Even the tree gods you worship will be uprooted today! ”

Papapa~

As soon as Fan Qing's words fell, when Yun San and his people were already on the verge of despair, suddenly someone applauded in the distance.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a group of strangers coming from outside the enchantment, the leader was quite young, only in his twenties, people and animals were laughing and applauding without harm, and next to him was a very tall old man, serious, and his brows were already very unhappy.

It's Han Lang and his brothers!

Whining~

Xiaobao shouted loudly in the distance, Han Lang saw him, disaster was coming, Yun San arranged for someone to hide him on the big tree, he saw Han Lang as if he saw a savior, he wanted to rush over, but was held down by the people around him.

Han Lang glanced at Xiaobao, and then said to the brothers around him as if nothing happened: "Brothers, if you don't like fairness, it depends on whose fists are hard, this is what he said himself, you all heard it clearly, right?" ”

"Originally, I thought that it would be too ruthless to kill a tribe rashly, but now that they think so, then I don't have any burden in my heart."

Han Lang's joke made everyone laugh, and it also made the warriors of the Ghost Face clan unhappy.

"What tribe are you from?" Fan Qing said with a dark face, he felt the powerful killing intent of Sima Soul Wind, and he was a little uncertain in his heart, so he didn't rashly attack Han Lang and them, after all, he was a super war god powerhouse, and the effect of Sima Soul Wind appearing here was like a male lion coming out of behind a pack of wolves, which was quite scary.

Han Lang sneered: "We are not from any tribe, we are us, the tribe is hierarchical, what are the patriarchs, elders and other high-ranking guys, and we are just a group of brothers." ”

"Look at the guys behind me, they're not good people, let alone my subordinates, we just like to mix together, don't look at them listening to me on the battlefield, when I get home, they all dare to cut me with a knife."

"If you want to know, all I can tell you is that when we brothers are combined, it's called Wolffang."

Hearing Han Lang's strange words, Fan Qing didn't understand and widened his eyes, while his brothers such as Boya felt comfortable.

They have never been an organization of legions, tribes or the like, just a group of friends, a group of brothers, everyone is equal, no one manages anyone or anything like that, they are together when they are happy, and they break up at any time if they are unhappy.

Fan Qing had obviously never seen such a loosely structured army, and he did not believe that such an unruly army would have combat effectiveness.

Although Sima Soul Wind was very scary, Fan Qing still didn't take Han Lang and them seriously, after all, Han Lang and they were few, and there were only about a hundred of them, and most of them were still outside, but after hearing about Xiaobao's situation here, the brothers who stayed at home discussed it and felt that they should help with this matter, so they came together.

Fan Qing had a cold face and said in a deep voice: "I don't care if you are a tribe or what, if you dare to meddle in the affairs of my ghost face clan, you will die!" ”

Boom~

The warriors of the Ghost Face clan, tens of thousands of horses, surrounded Han Lang, the one hundred and tenth.

Fan Qing kept glancing at his most powerful subordinates, meaning that as long as the battle began, he would deal with Sima Soul Wind first, that was the person he feared the most, although it was the first time they met, Fan Qing could clearly feel the pressure brought by Sima Soul Wind's super high level, as for others such as Han Lang, Fan Qing didn't care much.

"Han Lang, this has nothing to do with you! You are outsiders, don't meddle in the wars of the tribes! Once you do it, you're against all the tribes! Yun San shouted anxiously.

"Let's see death or not save us? ! Han Lang's face suddenly changed, and he reprimanded Yun San fiercely: "Isn't it great to be an enemy of the tribe?" Our brother was here in the blood of the gods! ”

"Since we dare to be enemies of the gods, we dare to be enemies of the tribes! Dare to be the enemy of the whole world! ”

"I don't believe you ask, do any of these brothers behind me care!?"

From Boya to Sima Soul Wind, and even Luo Ying, they all looked disdainful, they were originally killed from the Gods Group, and they were not even afraid of a behemoth like the Gods Group, let alone afraid of these tribes!

Raising one hand and pointing at Fan Qing, Han Lang said loudly: "I'll tell you!" There is no such thing as fate in this world! At the beginning, they all said that the earth was going to end, Lao Tzu didn't believe it, today you said that Xiaobao is destined to be miserable for a lifetime, I still don't believe it! ”

Click~

Han Lang's right hand was slowly spreading, and the bone joints clicked.

"Three minutes!" Han Lang shouted at Fan Qing: "In just three minutes, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

Arrogant!

It's arrogant to the bone!

When Fan Qing, the patriarch of the Ghost Face Clan, was threatened like this, he immediately became furious and commanded his subordinates to swarm up.

"Extinct Realm, open!" Han Lang's right hand finally opened completely, and he said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )