After the rain, the sky is clear.

Wu Qian hummed a little song and walked leisurely on the grassland, leaving only three dead gods behind him and hundreds of thousands of waterfowl tribesmen who didn't even dare to be angry, let alone speak.

The master must have the compulsion of the master and kill the weak...... When they didn't insult their own personality, they disdained it.

And his next stop, in the powerful Fire Sword Tribe, several gods were holding a private banquet in broad daylight.

A masked man with a height of 1.83 meters showed serious eyebrows and eyes: "Why hasn't Anthony come yet?"

That's right, this banquet was a welcome party for Anthony, the god of heaven.

But he won't come.

A round-faced man next to him was drinking silently and quietly, he was Gordon, the lower god of the Fire Sword Tribe.

And the bearded man sitting at the top was holding a stout dark-skinned woman with a large hip and a somewhat deformed hip in one hand.

Presumably everyone knows that this is the leader of the Fire Sword Tribe, the god Harden!

"It doesn't matter, he must have been delayed by something. The bearded Harden said nonchalantly.

A masked man of a certain meter eighty-three frowned, he felt that things were not so simple.

I agreed to come to the Fire Sword Tribe today, and my side also prepared a welcome banquet.

If he doesn't come, he will definitely find an opportunity to send someone to inform.

But now he didn't come, and he didn't hear from his side......

Is something going on?!

Could it be that he suddenly repented?

The masked man of one meter eighty-three was pondering, when suddenly a panicked figure rushed in: "Three gods!

Well?!

The masked man was startled and asked, "What's wrong?"

He had a bad premonition.

"Yes, yes!" The patriarch stabilized his mind and bowed down and said, "Report to the Heavenly Gods!" According to the scout's report, the five great gods of the Warrior Tribe are rushing towards the Fire Sword Tribe!"

"What!" the masked man slapped the table and said angrily: "They deceive people too much!"

"Don't worry. The bearded Harden narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's not time for the conference, they don't dare to do anything." ”

If they break the rules of the game first, then ...... Others won't comply.

And they are bound to become the target of everyone, and even if they have two gods and three gods, they will also die without a place to be buried.

Just as he was thinking about it, a baby-faced middle-aged man opened the curtain and walked in, followed by four imposing masters.

This person is none other than Babyface Curry!

And the tall thin man with a cold face next to him is Durant, the "Grim Reaper" known as the "peerless little handsome" on the grassland!

The other three are Thompson, the "Buddha of Ten Thousand Families" with a kind smile on his face.

and two others, Green and Andre.

"You don't stay in the Warrior Tribe, what are you doing in my Fire Sword Tribe?" Harden's tone did not fluctuate, and he even rubbed oil on the two strong women with big buttocks on the left and right.

"You will not be afraid...... The nest was served by that Jordan?"

"He is not afraid, and if he dares to come, there is no need to leave. "Curry is confident.

Although he looked like a teenager in his teens, he was actually in his forties this year, otherwise no matter how talented he was, he would not have become a god in his twenties and thirties.

That kind of peerless demon doesn't exist.

The masked man of one meter eighty-three was about to say something, but Harden interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Then let's talk about it, what are you doing with my Fire Sword Tribe." ”

"I'm not here to provoke, but to ...... We want to join forces with you. Curry was smiling, and with his Shota-like face, he looked a little shy.

It's just that when I think of his age, tsk......

"Teaming up?" Harden's beard shook slightly, "You're already the strongest tribe, but you still want to join forces with us, don't you ......"

"It's that 'Mo Fei'. Curry praised, "We're tired of playing this kind of game." To be honest, I thought about it for 20 years before I figured out that no matter how we fight, it was Na Xiaohua who finally allocated the ranch.

We're just having a pointless fight. ”

Harden's heart moved.

Indeed, since Xiao Hua came to the grassland twenty years ago, there have been fewer battles on the grassland, but everyone has gradually lost their enterprising spirit, waiting for the gods to decide the burden every year, and then everyone will follow Xiao Hua's instructions.

"But there are benefits to it. He retorted to Curry, "Isn't it good that there are fewer fights on the prairie and everyone is developing better?"

"I used to be as naïve as you were. Curry sighed and said quietly, "Until I went to the Southland once." ”

A few years ago, he quietly infiltrated the southern country, but as soon as he entered, he was discovered, and then he was chased and intercepted by several heavenly gods, and finally ran away with great difficulty!

You still have to charge money to eat at the so-called restaurant over there?!

When did he pay for dinner? In other words, there is no need for money on this grassland, everyone barters.

But he didn't dare to do anything, for fear of attracting the pursuit of the southern gods.

As a result, he was in the hall and the gods actually brushed the plates for three days before they were released!

This is not the most angry, the most angry thing is that he later learned that the meal he ate was actually enough for only one day's wages to wash the plates!

The minds of the southerners are greatly broken!

And until now, he hasn't figured out why those gods in the south can find him?!

Obviously, he is well disguised......

And those gods! Not at all follow the rules of the steppe to fight one-on-one!

They are at least two of them! There is no reserve of gods at all!

So he ran back to the prairie in dismay.

But this lurking is not completely fruitless.

At least...... He knew a secret! A big secret about Xiao Hua!

This Xiao Hua, he is from the south!

Because in the past, when the conference held a banquet, only Xiao Hua ate the same meals he had eaten in the Nanguo Pavilion!

But those meals were delicious!

Recalling the sad and sweet past, Curry gritted his teeth and said: "Our grassland has always paid attention to the law of the jungle. Think about it, if we didn't have this bullshit rule, wouldn't it be better for us to directly annex those tribes than we have now?"

Harden closed his eyes and thought for a moment when he heard this, and then opened his eyes: "It's just you and me...... I'm afraid it's not enough. ”

He heard what Curry meant, if only you warrior tribe want to stir up trouble, then don't want to pull our Fire Sword tribe into the water.

So he threw a heavy bargaining chip: "Of course it's not just that, we also invited a god." ”

"Only one god?" Harden wondered.

His eyes widened!

After turning his head and glancing at the masked man of 1.83 meters, he said softly: "What you said is ...... Zhan Tianshen?"

"Yes, it's him!" Curry's mouth curled slightly, "we agreed to meet here, and he must be there soon." ”

"Oh yes, and my warrior tribe also has tens of thousands of iron horsemen to escort me and others, but I am one step ahead, and I think they are almost there. ”

Harden's eyes froze, the other party is both soft and hard......

Pull yourself in first, if you don't agree...... I'm afraid that from now on, there will be no more fire sword tribes on the grassland.

"Okay, let's join!" After a long time, the masked man nodded, and Harden slapped his thigh in agreement.

"That's very good. Curry and the others were overjoyed.

So for a while, everyone drank and talked happily, so uncomfortable.

As for that Anthony...... It doesn't matter if he comes or not.

When the wine was half-drunk, Harden raised his glass slightly drunk: "The friendship of the Fire Sword Warriors lasts forever!"

After waiting for so long, his tens of thousands of iron horsemen didn't come, and he could rest easy.

Curry and the others smiled and raised their glasses in return.

After putting down the glass, Curry exchanged glances with Durant and Thompson.

Odd...... Why haven't people come yet?

............

Thundered......

Thirty miles to the east of the Fire Sword Tribe, tens of thousands of iron horsemen were galloping on horseback.

Then, the leading knight waved his hand, and everyone stopped the galloping horses under their crotches in unison.

The leader looked ahead with a somewhat serious expression.

I saw that under the dark clouds in the distance, a figure in a southern green shirt was humming a small tune and walking leisurely.

Although there was only one person on the other side, cold sweat still flowed down his cheeks and chin under the leader's felt hat, and finally fell on the horse's back.

He felt fear, inexplicable fear.

The man approached slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly covered the blue sky as if following his footsteps.

Then, the other party drew a rouge-colored long sword.

The last thing the leader heard in his consciousness was an inexplicable tune.

"I'm going all the way north ~ leaving the season with you ~"