"You!" Pig Gang snorted in pain, turning his head and glaring, only to find that in this short moment, the storm had come behind him.

The continuous use of skills made Fengyun a little tired, but the shock and anger made him forget about his physical discomfort for a while, he snatched the wooden gun from Zhu Ganglie's hand, and said angrily: "What are you doing? You almost killed him!"

Pig Ganglie shook his wrist that was being dragged painfully, suppressed his dissatisfaction and anger, and said: "He is my slave! Lord Li, you are from a big tribe, why don't you even understand this rule?"

The slave was panting, her eyes were cracking, her limbs were tense, and the wounds on her legs were dripping with blood, dripping down the piercing wooden spear.

Fengyun looked at Zhu Ganglie and said, "I don't care about any rules, you can't kill him!"

Pig Ganglie gritted his teeth and said, "Why?"

Fengyun said coldly: "Because I am not allowed!"

"Don't bully people too much!" shouted Pig Gang fiercely, waving his hand vigorously.

"Roar!" the Mountain Paste Clansman let out a low roar, raised the wooden spear in his hand, and spread his bow and waist to enclose the wind and clouds in the middle.

The tribe is the foundation of all those who survive here, and unity is the greatest dependence of the human race, only in this way can they capture bigger prey and drive away more ferocious predators. When the leader does not give orders, they can succumb to their desire to survive, but as long as the leader speaks, even if they know that they will die, they have to fight hard, which is the basic requirement of being in the tribe.

The mountain paste clan who was whining beside him didn't even let Fengyun breathe for half a minute, he just stared at the pig's fierce movements.

Zhu Ganglie stretched out his hand to hold the wooden gun stuck in the slave's leg, and said angrily with a red face: "He is my slave, you can't control it!"

Fengyun Wei stretched out his hand and pressed the wooden spear and said, "I'm in charge." ”

Fengyun's tough attitude made Zhu Ganglie a little surprised, how could this Li people not understand the rules at all? Everything about slaves belongs to their masters, and it is the same in any tribe, and he is in charge of this matter, even if the Li people come to him, he will have something to say! But the Li people in front of him do not give face at all, which makes him a little embarrassed.

Zhu Ganglie hesitated a little, he was bluffing, but he didn't expect Fengyun to play cards according to the routine. He has seen Fengyun's combat effectiveness, and he hopes that these warriors in the clan will still not be able to do it if they start again.

He didn't know the rules? Or did he pretend on purpose? He didn't seem to have much food with him, so did he have a crush on the slave's meat? Want to grab it and eat it? If so, it's okay to give him something to eat, and find a new swineherd. Zhu Ganglie regretted his impulsiveness a little, and the shouts of the clansmen behind him made him a little unable to get off the stage, and he was so anxious that his head was sweating, thinking about a solution.

Fengyun was also a little depressed, the burst of potential greatly consumed his body's energy, not to mention the successive use of three vigorous steps, which made his muscles sore and swollen, if he did it again, he would definitely not be as easy as Fang Cai. But even so, it's enough to deal with these guys, but it will take a little effort, but it's really not good, and there are gray Liu'er and Fuwa. But the current stalemate situation has to find a way to solve it, and his eyes lit up and he remembered a skill.

Holding the upper end of the wooden spear, Zhu Ganglie tried to exert his strength but achieved nothing, subconsciously looked up at Fengyun, but found that he had changed his position slightly, and the sunlight behind his head was a little dazzling, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Fengyun is a head taller than Zhu Ganglie, and under the deliberate guidance, the change of visual angle makes the sun behind him seem to be used by him, adding a bit of power to him. Seeing that Zhu Ganglie couldn't help but squint his eyes, Fengyun secretly said that there was a good opportunity.

Psychological suggestion skill activation!Witch power attached skill activation!A faint blood mist filled his body, combined with the sequelae of his potential explosion caused by the muscles and muscles that caused the green muscles to burst out, in Zhu Ganglie's eyes, he seemed to turn into a murderous demon god in an instant, and the invisible pressure made Zhu Ganglie feel a trembling feeling out of thin air.

Fengyun shouted angrily: "Pig Ganglie, are you going to go against me!"

Fengyun's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder in the ears of the pig, and the sound knocked on his heart, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Zhu Ganglie is not greedy, and in the face of this inexplicable attack method, he was hit almost instantly.

"The Psychological Suggestion Skill is successfully activated, and the user can affect the target's mind through language, movement, environment and other factors, lasting 29 minutes and 59 seconds. ”

Pig Ganglie was confused for a while, and the wind and clouds in front of him instantly turned into a god-man with a pig's head and a human body, and his body quickly became taller, occupying almost the entire sky, and he himself was almost humbled to the dust. This contrast made him unable to give birth to any desire to resist.

With a pop, Zhu Ganglie knelt in front of Fengyun and worshipped: "Pig God! You are finally back! Our Shanjiao people have been looking forward to you day and night, and we have finally brought you back!"

The corners of Fengyun's mouth twitched, and he almost broke his skills.

Zhu Qiangqiang behind Zhu Ganglie was a little puzzled, stepped forward and patted Zhu Ganglie's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Leader, did you admit that you were mistaken, he is from the Li tribe!"

Zhu Ganglie jumped up and slapped him on the head with his backhand, and said angrily: "You dare to be disrespectful to the pig god! Look at the pig god's towering nose and fan-like ears, I will admit my mistake? Kneel! Admit my mistake to the pig god!" The pig was strong and confused, but he still knelt down and kowtowed to the wind and clouds, begging for the pig god's forgiveness.

"And you! all kneel! Kneel!" Zhu Ganglie made the clansmen kneel to the ground, and then crawled and cried to Fengyun: "Zhu Ganglie is useless, he has failed to protect the witch fire in the clan, and there has been no great witch inheritance in the Shanjiao clan for thirty years, please punish the pig god!"

Last time, he didn't succeed in using Li Greed, but this time it was the first time Fengyun had successfully used it, and the actual effect surprised him a little, and the effect was also strong, right?

Regarding Zhu Ganglie's reaction, Fengyun was also a little confused at the moment, so he had to say vaguely: "This, let's talk about it later! Let me ask you, why are you in this place?"

Zhu Ganglie said respectfully: "Back to the words of Lord Pig God......"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Fengyun interrupted him and said, "Don't call me a pig god." ”

Zhu Ganglie asked suspiciously, "What's that called?"

Fengyun rolled his eyes and said, "Call me Monkey King." ”

"Yes! Zhu Ganglie nodded and said, the slave who was thrown on the ground by the clansmen had a strange face, staring at the wind and clouds without saying a word.

Fengyun was playful and asked, "Pig Ganglie, let me ask you, what kind of mountain is this mountain? What kind of hole is there in the mountain? How many monsters are there in the cave?"

Zhu Ganglie replied: "This mountain is the mountain of grass, and the mountain is ...... It doesn't seem to have any holes, what are youkai? I only know about the demon clan, so there's one. As he spoke, he pointed to Gray Liu'er.

Fengyun coughed dryly, scratched his head, and asked, "You said that you are the Mountain Paste Clan, why are you called the Mountain Paste Clan?"

Zhu Ganglie replied seriously: "My mountain paste tribe was born in the mountains and likes to eat pig paste, so I call it the mountain paste tribe." ”

Fengyun asked suspiciously, "What is pig paste?"

Zhu Ganglie untied a rough wooden jar from his waist, handed it to Fengyun, and said, "This is pig paste." ”

Taking the wooden jar, Fengyun looked at it, the black mouth of the jar should have been burned with fire, and there was a wooden stopper on it, but after taking it off, it was half a jar of milky white ointment.

I leaned under my nose and smelled it, and there was a greasy fishy smell, which Fengyun recognized, which was clearly lard.

Zhu Ganglie explained: "When the meat is roasted, the pig paste is smeared on the meat, and the flavor is particularly strong. ”

Fengyun nodded and said, "It's mine." ”

"Okay!" Zhu Ganglie did not hesitate and nodded in response.

Fengyun thought for a while and said, "I want those earth oil lumps, I want them too." ”

"Okay!" Zhu Ganglie took the basket and respectfully placed it in front of Fengyun.

This skill is domineering! Fengyun secretly admired, and couldn't help but wonder where the upper limit of this skill was.

After thinking for a while, Fengyun opened his mouth and asked, "You punch yourself now." ”

"This ......" Zhu Ganglie hesitated a little, Fengyun glared, and said, "Hurry up!"

"Uh...... Okay!" Pig Ganglie punched himself hard in the stomach, looking at Fengyun with a look of resentment. The pigs were strong and they looked at the leader in shock, looking at each other, not knowing what he was crazy about.

After watching the pig beat himself strongly, Fengyun said again: "Now you break your right hand." ”

"Ah?!" Pig Ganglie was very surprised, and looked at the wind and clouds with some hesitation, and the pig was strong and they exclaimed: "Don't!

Zhu Ganglie asked in surprise, "Why?"

"The target's mind fluctuates, and the skill duration is reduced by 10 minutes. ”

It seems that this skill can only affect the target's thinking, but cannot force him to hurt himself, Fengyun has a little bottom in his heart. After thinking about it, he asked again, "Where are you Mountain Paste Clan?"

Zhu Ganglie did not hesitate this time, and said happily: "In the red leaf forest in the north of the mountain." The pigs looked at Fengyun in disbelief, not knowing what kind of magic he had used, so easily let the leader explain the location of the tribe. You must know that if a small tribe wants to survive safely, it is the most important point not to easily reveal the location of the tribe. They used to go out to hunt, and they had to deliberately remove the traces. On normal days, they believed that even if the enemy stabbed a wooden spear in the leader's neck, he would not be able to say a word, but now without striking a beating, they told the Li tribesman the location of the tribe. This strange power made them a little panicked, and they didn't know how to respond.

Fengyun said, "I want all the pig paste and earth oil lumps in your tribe. ”

Pig Ganglie's expression was very struggling, he hesitated and said: "This is the savings of my clan, the snow season is coming, and the newborns in the clan rely on these ...... winter."

Fengyun said: "I want them all." ”

"The target's mind fluctuates, and the skill duration is reduced by 10 minutes. ”

Fengyun probably also understood this skill, and he pointed to the slave on the ground and said, "I want this slave." ”

Zhu Ganglie did not hesitate and said, "Okay!"

Fengyun waved his hand and beckoned Gray Liu'er and asked her to help the slave up. The blood from the wound on the slave's leg had begun to coagulate, but the wound was still bleeding out after a slight movement.

Fengyun waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go back!"

"Huh?" Pig Ganglie looked up and said, "Respectfully Pig ...... The Monkey King returns to the tribe to help rekindle the witch fire in my clan!"

"I'm not available, okay?" Fengyun glanced at the duration of the skill, there were only more than 7 minutes left, almost enough for them to leave, he patted the pig Ganglie on the shoulder, and said, "You are so responsible for your people, I believe you will definitely be able to rekindle that witch fire." ”

"Really?" Zhu Ganglie's eyes lit up, and he turned back to the people and shouted, "The pig god has blessed us, we can rekindle the witch fire!" The people of the Mountain Paste Tribesmen behind him looked at him with a confused expression, and Fengyun found that this skill seemed to be able to lower people's IQ......

After Fengyun spoke, the pig was strong, and they hurriedly ran to the mountain with the excited pig Ganglie, and they didn't dare to turn their heads back, they were really frightened by Fengyun's ecstasy skill.