"Man, it's normal to have three wives and four concubines. ”

Little Lori said very sincerely.

In her impression, men have three wives and four concubines, otherwise how can they inherit the incense?

The strength of one person is limited, and it takes at least four or six women to spread out the leaves.

Moreover, she saw that this woman named Sierra had big breasts and a big buttocks, was easy to give birth to, and had enough milk, so she was a very suitable candidate.

"Okay. ”

Little Lori's impression in Ling Bai's mind was subverted.

He really couldn't imagine that his life was so good.

Ha

Woman.

Enlightened woman.

Pulled forward by Serra, Ling Bai's attention was not only on her body, but also on the entire tribe's buildings.

This tribe called 'Trace' is completely formed by a building made of stone masonry, which makes people think that they have come to a primitive tribe at first glance.

Serra's house is in the middle of the tribe, a stone house several meters high.

"Abba, I'm back. As soon as she reached the door, Serra hurriedly shouted.

Immediately, a middle-aged man with a shirtless body and a beast skin skirt tied around his waist walked out of the stone house.

"Serra, why are you alone?" asked the Father in a deep voice.

After speaking, his razor-sharp gaze fell on Ling Bai, his brows furrowed, and he secretly clenched his fists.

"Abba, this is the eldest brother of the Shouyin clan. ”

Serra hurriedly recounted what had just happened.

"What?"

Father Zai's face was like frost, "Elder Lu Chi dares to do this, I really think that the sick tiger is easy to bully." ”

He had been seriously injured in the Savage Land before, and now that his injuries had not recovered, Lu Chichang was impatient to take the throne. Elder Lu Chi's son is good, but it is far from the standard he thinks, and it is not so simple to marry his daughter.

"I'll go to him right now and see how dare he do it. ”

"No, Abba, in your current state," Serra said later, but the meaning was already obvious.

If you go now, you will be sent to death.

Elder Lu Chi has completely torn his face, and the slaughtering father is alone in the door, and it is considered light if he is not stripped of his skin.

"But what is the case now?" the father thumped his chest in frustration.

"What's good? ”

At this moment, a joking voice sounded.

Father Zai and Serra's faces changed slightly, and they looked back at the back.

I saw an equally burly middle-aged bearded man walking over surrounded by a group of people.

"Lu Chi, what do you want to do?" After all, Zai's father is now the head of the clan, and he is quite powerful in the tribe, and the people who are swept by his gaze bow their heads in shame.

"Don't be afraid. ”

Lu Chi snorted coldly, staring at the Zai Father with burning eyes, "He is no longer the Zai Father before, his combat power is now weak enough to be strangled to death by a sick cat." The tribe needs the strong, and it needs stronger people to protect the people. The position of the patriarch is inhabited by the capable, and I, Lu Chi, challenge my father today. After three days, the winner will be the winner. ”

Lu Chi's voice exploded like muffled thunder, and there was a faint flash of thunder on his muscles. This is the embodiment of the cultivation of the physical body to a certain level.

"Father, do you dare to agree?"

"Oh, knowing that my Abba was injured, he challenged at this time. When my Abba was in his prime, why didn't you see Lu Chi, you had the courage. Serra said indignantly.

Ling Bai thought so, this shameless appearance was not much better than Lao Zhang.

Don't be Bilian,

Stinky rascals.

The father raised his hand to stop Serra, and said coldly: "I accept your challenge, and in three days, if I am defeated, the position of patriarch will be yours." ”

The demon tribe respects the strong, and it is indeed reasonable for Lu Chi to make such a request. If he avoids and does not fight, he will be laughed at by the clansmen, and what this patriarch will do in the future will not be interesting, it is better to fight in a dignified manner.

"Okay," Lu Chi laughed, pointing to a sturdy young man next to him, "It's not fun just like that. How about we add a little more leverage? If you lose, Serra will marry my son Clapen. ”

Zai's father changed color, he can not be afraid of failure, even if he loses the position of the patriarch, he has to fight Lu Chi even if he is injured, but he can't bet on his daughter's happiness in life.

"No, I wouldn't bet on my daughter. ”

He shook his head and coldly refused.

Lu Chi seemed to know that he would respond like this, his eyes rolled, and he smiled: "Since this is the case, then let Clapin fight with you, if you can get the approval of your father-in-law, this marriage will be completed." ”

Lu Chi's words can be said to be heart-wrenching.

Everyone heard it and changed color slightly.

First of all, the identity of the father is the patriarch, and the seniority and age are higher than that of Clapen, and if the father agrees, he has already lost half of it.

Even if he wins in the end or beats Clapen, it is a majestic sweep.

"Hehe," Father Zai could only sneer at this.

"Why are you so belligerent, you old stubborn? You want to fight, don't you? Let your son fight me, and see that I don't pop his balls with one hand. ”

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded, breaking the silence of the scene.

Father Zai looked at Ling Bai beside him, his brows furrowed.

Serra looked at him in the same surprise, and there was a hint of joy in her heart.

Faced with the obstacle that suddenly stood up, Lu Chi was stunned at first, and then frowned: "Who is this? ”

"The Shouyin clan, Zhuo Ye, the next generation of demon lords. Ling Bai stepped out and responded lightly.

Lu Chi shook his eyes again, and then laughed.

"Shouyin? It turned out to be from that clan. You're so thin and weak, and you dare to talk about fighting with me? Aren't you afraid of not punching me into slag?"

Everyone looked at Ling Bai with sympathy in their eyes.

Because his body is too short, and compared to Clappen, he is not like words.

Sera walked up to Ling Bai and said with concern, "Brother Zhuoye, you don't have to be like this. Krapen has been bathed in magic light four times, and his physical body is extremely strong, and his strength is also very terrifying. I know you're well-intentioned, but I can't watch you die. ”

Seeing that the beautiful and hot Miss Sierra was so concerned about a short man, and behaved so intimately, Clappen was furious. He remembered that the men he had sent out did not come back with him, and he could not help asking, "Miss Serra, what about Barton, whom I sent to meet you?" Did you see him, and why didn't he come back? ”

Serra changed color slightly, and was about to speak, but was preempted by Ling Bai.

"Do you mean the guy I trampled to death?"

"What did you say?"

Clappen changed color, but Patton had brought more than a dozen elite warriors with him, how could he be killed by this thin little man?

With the strength of Barton and these people, it can be said that it is quite easy to snatch Sierra back.

But

Serra is now standing here in perfect condition.

And Barton.

Could it be that ..

Clappen couldn't imagine it anymore.

Could it be that there are other clansmen secretly helping Serra?

Damn, don't these people understand who is really in power?

He looked at Ling Bai with a gloomy face, and said with a cold smile: "What you said is very annoying, Zhuo Ye boy, since you want to die, I will fulfill you." If you lose, Miss Sierra is mine. If you win, Miss Sierra is yours. ”

"What are you talking about, are you mentally retarded?" Ling Bai sneered disdainfully, "Sierra was originally mine. ”