Qin Feng, who was staying at the gate of the barracks, suddenly felt that the pressure on him had completely disappeared after he gave up resistance, and he was even more sure of his thoughts.

On this trip to the orcs, it seems that his martial arts skills should not be used, and in front of this large number of masters who are also at the bottom of the Sword Saint level, his little thing is not enough. Since martial arts are not good, then use magic and brains, which are what orcs lack the most.

Just as Qin Feng was thinking about it, Emperor Bimeng, the Great Prophet and the leaders of the beast clan walked out of the imperial tent one after another, Qin Feng looked carefully, the giant man who was more than four meters tall who walked in front was wearing simple armor and covered with pale golden fluff, this emperor who thought to be the orc clan was Emperor Bimeng, Qin Feng thought. But then his face changed greatly, because he found that the steps taken by Emperor Beamon were actually the same as his heartbeat rate, intentionally or unintentionally!

What kind of concept is this? In other words, he has already found Qin Feng's weakness and has a faint warning meaning. We know that when we punch the most, it is at the moment when the heart beats, and when we are exhausted, it is at the moment when the heart stops, so if we hit the opponent at the moment when the opponent's heart stops, it will be difficult for even a master to resist head-on.

"Qin Feng, the ninth prince of Great Qin, came to visit the orc clan on the order of the king of Qin! Qin Feng took the lead.

"Hahaha, I have long heard that His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince of Great Qin is extremely intelligent, and when I saw it today, it really lives up to its name!" The beast clan people came to a stop five feet in front of Qin Feng, and the four-meter giant man said in his voice that could be compared to Jiao Lei.

At this moment, Qin Feng completely knew what pressure was, although there was one just now, but it was far away, and it was mostly temptation, now, standing so close, facing the momentum naturally exuded by a high-ranking sword god, four sword saints, and a great prophet who didn't know the depths, Qin Feng even felt difficult to speak.

Dandong, the great prophet of the fox clan beside Emperor Bimeng, saw that Qin Feng's originally warm face suddenly turned red, and hurriedly reminded Emperor Bimeng, so that Emperor Bimeng, who was only happy, was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and hurriedly asked several leaders of the beast clan who didn't know that they almost suffocated Qin Feng to put away their momentum.

In fact, this can't be blamed on Emperor Bimeng, the orcs have always respected the strong, and they have a natural fanaticism for fighting, and they are even more so at the top of the orcs, but as the superiors, they don't fight like others, so they changed to a competition of momentum, like they are competing all the time together, so when they get close to Qin Feng within five feet, the habitual momentum will crush Qin Feng half to death.

Qin Feng gasped for breath after Emperor Bimeng and the others put away their momentum, it can be said that this time was the most embarrassing one Qin Feng had encountered after his martial arts advancement.

"I'm sorry, His Royal Highness Qin Feng, hehe......" Emperor Bimeng said embarrassedly as he looked at Qin Feng's embarrassed appearance.

What else can Qin Feng say besides smiling bitterly, if you want to blame yourself, you can't blame yourself for not being strong enough,

In the tent of the Beast Emperor, Qin Feng and the leaders of the Beast Clan, such as Emperor Bimeng, sat as guests, Qin Feng picked up the Beast Clan specialty in front of him, took a sip of milk tea, and suddenly a milky smell rushed into the nasal cavity, and after swallowing it, a strong milky fragrance overflowed the entire mouth.

"Good tea!" Qin Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

"Hehe, it's good if you like it, we orcs are poor, we can't compare with humans, there's nothing to take, but you humans still don't have these small specialties. The Great Prophet said warmly.

Qin Feng was very surprised by the attitude of the orcs, according to his original idea, the orcs did not have the slightest affection for humans, and it was already very good that he could not be thrown out by rushing to see them, but he didn't expect them to be so enthusiastic, I really don't understand!

As if seeing through Qin Feng's thoughts, the Great Prophet of the Beast Clan smiled at Qin Feng and said, "I wonder if the Ninth Highness has come down to find us?"

"I'm here mainly to help my orc friends live a good life!" Qin Feng put down the milk tea in his hand and threw out a topic that surprised the audience.

The Great Prophet Dandong also calculated that Qin Feng's visit this time was definitely not a trivial matter, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, it would be such a topic with fatal temptation for the beast clan.

Looking at the expressions of the people in the tent whose jaws were about to drop to the ground, Qin Feng finally found a little balance in his heart, and the wretched qi he had just received finally came out.

The Beast Emperor and the Great Prophet exchanged glances and said, "I don't know if His Highness the Ninth has any good ways to help our Beast Clan live a good life?"

"It's simple, trade!" Qin Feng smiled.

"Trade?" the Beast Emperor wondered.

"Yes, it's trade! The orcs live in a harsh climate, the land is barren, although you are very industrious, but the annual harvest is not high, plus your population is large, there is not enough food! However, because of your special geographical location, your specialties are also very sought-after in the human world. Qin Feng paused and continued:

"So, I propose that Birdan be our trading city, and that we exchange food, iron, and other materials you urgently need for your hides, cores, and so on. ”

For a while, the tent was quiet. After all, this proposal is too bold. The grudge between the beast race and the human race can be traced back tens of thousands of years, and there has never been anything else between the two except war and hatred, but now Qin Feng has proposed something that they can't even think of.

"I think that with enough food, then the number of orcs who starve to death every year due to lack of food will be greatly reduced, and with iron tools, both in terms of the combat effectiveness and production capacity of the orc army, you will have a huge development. Qin Feng took a sip of milk tea and continued to tempt.

After a while, there was a sound of nervous breathing in the tent, obviously, the leaders of the beast clan present had fallen into the dream that Qin Feng had woven for them, this was a dream that the beast clan had not realized for tens of thousands of years, and now it was possible to realize it in the hands of himself and others, could this not be exciting?

For a long time, it was the Great Prophet of the Beast Clan who reacted first, and he forced to take a breath to calm his mood and said:

"I don't know what His Royal Highness Nine wants, don't tell us, you are here to help our beast clan solve this problem that has plagued us for ten thousand years!"

"Of course, there is no such thing as a free lunch, and I have my own conditions. Qin Feng playfully took a sip of milk tea, not caring at all that the eyes of the entire emperor's tent were focused on him.

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