Zogil's face was extremely complicated, and there was a hint of fear that could not be concealed.

Luo Jun said, "Oh, yes. Then let's visit the patriarch. ”

Dragir said, "Little brother, are you really going?" he hesitated.

Luo Jun said: "We have traveled 300 miles, are we here to play?

"You see there are so many horses over there, it's much easier for us to go and get them," said Zogil. ”

Luo Jun said: "Then how can you do it, if you go to take the horse like this, it is stealing." Oh no, they're still chasing after us. I'm going to get a horse above board. ”

"Little brother, you don't know. Drogill said.

"What do you not know?" Luo Jun asked.

Zhuoma on the side suddenly interjected and said: "Brother Luo, in the Kol clan, it is not the patriarch Zhuo Harin who has always been in charge, but the patriarch's mother Lu Ying. Lu Yingnai is the queen mother of the Kol tribe, she was actually a Han in her early years, and later married into the Kol tribe. She has power on the side of the Han people, and she is still a master. ”

Dragir said: "My son and daughter-in-law were killed by the order of this vicious mother-in-law. Little brother, I don't want revenge. However, Lu Ying is not only a high-level cultivator, but she also has two maids by her side who kill people with hidden weapons. The two maids were in their fifties and had been following her. They kill people without a trace, and I don't even dare to have the idea of revenge all these years. Also, there is an old thing with Lu Ying, called Ghost Uncle. The ghost uncle is a ghost on the grassland, and he doesn't know how many people he has killed. These three people have always been inseparable with Lu Ying! The old man knows that you are a master in the world, but this time you enter, the risk is too great!"

Luo Jun smiled and said, "Okay, I know." Let's go!" he said and walked ahead.

"The big deal is death, but Grandpa Zhuo, don't you really want to avenge your son and daughter-in-law?" Luo Jun stepped forward and said without looking back.

Drogil's body shook, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Then, he said: "Well, if you die, my old man will not live in vain." ”

Dolma immediately followed.

Zhuo Jier wanted Zhuo Ma not to go, but he saw that Luo Jun was so confident, and finally held back and didn't speak.

Qiao Ning with Zhuoma.

The yurt is surrounded by an iron fence, and there is only one entrance to enter the yurt group. It was also guarded by Kol soldiers.

Luo Jun came to the entrance, and four soldiers in grassland costumes surrounded Luo Jun and others.

"Who are you, daring to trespass on the Kol stronglands!" the first of the four soldiers snapped.

Zhuo Jier muttered behind Luo Jun and said, "What day is today, the guards are so strict. The Kol have never had many outsiders coming, and they basically don't fence them or send troops to guard them. ”

Dolma whispered, "Could it be that an important person is coming?"

Luo Jun said, "Whatever." After he finished speaking, he ignored the soldiers and walked straight inside.

Several soldiers couldn't help but lose their color and immediately drew their swords.

Luo Jun sneered, and he threw the small pebble that had been prepared with one hand.

Bang bang!

The scimitars of the four soldiers fell to the ground in unison, clutching their wrists and groaning in pain.

The stone hit their tendons directly, and the pain couldn't be relieved for an hour.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers immediately surrounded them.

However, their speed was a little slower, and Luo Jun had already taken the lead in front of the king's tent.

The door of the king's tent was shut, and there was a sound of speech from within.

Luo Jun stepped forward and kicked the door open.

Bang!

The laughter and laughter came to an abrupt end.

Obviously, the chat was pleasant, and no one noticed that something had changed outside. Even if there was a noise, everyone was not surprised and did not think that anything would happen.

Luo Jun and others appeared in front of the gate.

At the same time, Luo Jun also saw the situation in the king's tent clearly.

At the top of the table was an old woman, dressed in the service of the Han people, dressed in a silver robe, looking extremely luxurious. She is very well maintained and looks to be in her fifties. But Luo Jun is sure that she is already eighty years old.

"Sure enough, it's a master!" Luo Jun said secretly.

This old woman is extraordinary, and her eyes are as chilling as eagle falcons. Needless to say, it must be the old queen mother Lu Ying.

On both sides of the old empress dowager Lu Ying stood two old women, who looked to be in their sixties. They lowered their eyebrows as if they didn't exist.

"Shadowless and invisible, with low internal breath, he is really a master of hidden weapons. Luo Jun swept away this glance, and he knew it in his heart.

And next to Lu Ying, there was an old man, and this old man was the ghost uncle. The ghost uncle is dressed in a black robe, and his body is thin, which really gives people a ghostly feeling.

In addition, four people sat at the bottom of the head. One of them was Lü Ying's son, Zhuo Harin. Also the patriarch of the Kohl clan!

Djoharin was sixty years old, and he looked older than his mother. If these two are husband and wife, it is very similar.

Drokhalin had little to do.

The other three were guests, and they were Han Chinese costumes.

One of the three was a monk, one was a young man, and one was a middle-aged scribe. It seems that the middle-aged scribe is the leader.

The monk was in his thirties, dressed in a monk's robe, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. The young man is holding the sword of the green edge, and the edge is exposed. The middle-aged scribe was extremely elegant.

"Old Empress Dowager, you seem to be in some trouble!" After the middle-aged scribe saw Luo Jun and the others breaking in, he was slightly stunned, and then said to Lu Ying with a smile.

Lu Ying's gaze stayed on Luo Jun for a moment, and then he glanced at Zhuo Jier and Zhuoma. Her face was extremely ugly.

Obviously, the sudden intrusion of Luo Jun and his party made her very faceless.

The group of soldiers gathered around, hesitating, not knowing whether to make a move. Lu Ying just waved his hand with a cold face, and then the group of soldiers retreated.

Patriarch Droharin's face changed slightly when he saw Zogil, and then he smiled and immediately stood up. He pointed at Zhuo Jier, and then said to the middle-aged scribe: "Mr. Li Wenzhao, this person is Zhuo Jier, and the Dragon King's treasure map is on him. This is really a nowhere to find in the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!"

The faces of Li Wenzhao and the others suddenly changed. The three of them stood up at the same time, and Li Wenzhao suddenly smiled and said, "But obviously, they are not here to deliver the treasure map. ”

"But so what. Mr. Li Wenzhao, you are a few masters in the Holy Dragon Gate, are you here, can they still escape?"

"Haha!" Luo Jun suddenly laughed three times, and then he said, "The person who is going to flee today will never be me." ”

Qiao Ning was behind Luo Jun, and when she heard Luo Jun say this, she immediately felt funny and angry. How much does this product worship the God Emperor in his heart! Isn't this imitating the God Emperor's speech?

Probably this product has really arrived in this capital without mana, and he feels that he is the God Emperor himself. Otherwise, how could he be so happy.

Being a human being can do the level of the God Emperor, as soon as people hear the name, they will be terrified, no matter what ancient demon you are, the Immortal Emperor, you must be in awe of this name. To do this, it is really worth this life.

Luo Jun looked around at the scene, his eyes were wide, and he had a sense of arrogance between his impassivity.

Then, Luo Jun pointed at Lu Ying, and he said, "I'm here today to kill you!"

"It's up to you, little crumb!" Lu Ying was furious.

"The mouth is rampant, and you will be given your life back in a moment!" Luo Jun sneered.

Then Li Wenzhao, the monks, and the young people all stood up.

Li Wenzhao was polite, and he also saw that Luo Jun's was not simple.

Dare to come to this place like this, and be so arrogant when you come. Fools know that this man is not simple.

Li Wenzhao clenched his fists and said to Luo Jun: "Li Wenzhao, the helmsman of Liuxi, who is in the Lower Holy Dragon Gate, has not yet consulted Your Excellency's name!"

Luo Jun didn't hold his fists either, he sneered and said, "It's good to say, the people in the rivers and lakes are called King Garan, Luo Jun!"

"King Garan, it seems that I have never heard of such a good man in the rivers and lakes?" Li Wenzhao was a little puzzled.

Luo Jun said: "I haven't heard of it now, but before long, the three words of King Garan will make you thunder." But maybe you won't have a chance to live to that point. ”

At this time, Luo Jun was absolutely sharp.

This made Luo Jun feel extremely happy.

In life, if you can live happily, how good it is.

The young man and the monk's eyes flashed with anger. The young man said, "Helmsman, let your subordinates kill this guy!"

Li Wenzhao stretched out his hand and motioned to the young people not to act rashly. He said to Luo Jun: "Previously, the Caiyi Hall Master of my sect and several brothers were killed by a lame master. Could it be that the lame master is Your Excellency?"

Li Wenzhao looked at Luo Jun carefully, but found that Luo Jun's leg was not lame. So at this time he was a little suspicious.

When Luo Jun heard the words lame master, he immediately vomited blood in his heart. "That's right, it's me. ”

"Your Excellency's leg is not lame?" Li Wenzhao said.

"Cripple, you're numb!" Luo Jun scolded in his heart.

Qiao Ning in the back almost didn't laugh, this dialogue really hit her laughter inexplicably, but she could only hold back her laughter. How serious this scene is! How bad it is to laugh at this time!

Luo Jun's face was grim, and he said: "The Dragon King Treasure Map is in my hand, if you want it, come and get it!"

Li Wenzhao was a little shocked in his heart, he felt that the Garan King in front of him was full of strangeness. But at this time, he has no reason for stage fright. So he waved his hand and said, "A monk, Huawen, you have fought with this Garan King." ”

The monk is a monk, and the Chinese is the young man. A monk has always lowered his eyebrows and is pleasing to the eyes, but Huawen has already revealed his murderous intent, and Huawen himself is an arrogant character. Today I met Luo Jun, a person who is more arrogant than him. He had long wanted to teach Luo Jun a lesson.

Hua Wen suddenly drew his sword, and the Qingfeng sword suddenly felt cold. The blade of the sword made people look at it as if their skin would be cut.

What a sharp sword!

At the same time, Huawen took the lead.