If the berserker tribe doesn't come, forget it, if they dare to come, Qin Hong doesn't mind just letting them all stay here.

Glancing at Moulton, Qin Hong smiled slightly, raised his right hand again, and faced the constantly shouting Dane.

"If you say one more word, I'll send you to your demigod on the spot, do you believe it?"

Qin Hong said with a sneer, but it didn't have any effect at all.

Berserker Dane was still shouting loudly, threatening Qin Hong with all kinds of cold words.

"Boy, do you know what level of existence our berserker tribe is in this demigod snow town!"

"Don't put me down yet! Not......

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