"Enough! Enough! Can you stop a bit? I've said it many times, I'm not your king, and I don't want to be your king. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIf it's a misunderstanding, I'll give it back to you!"

Counting the time, it's been ten days. It was okay at first, but after such a long time, Lei Qiansong had an urge to kill. During these ten days, this group of wild people took care of him meticulously.

All the things that can be found here will be given to him with the best, and Lei Qiansong will basically be regarded as their king. The injuries have long since recovered. But such a sticky person is really unbearable, and there are all kinds of rituals.

After explaining many times, Lei Qiansong explained that this was a misunderstanding, but sadly, they couldn't understand what Lei Qiansong was saying at all. It's really crazy to watch these people with colorful faces dangling in front of you every day!

Moreover, Lei Qiansong is a person who advocates freedom, and his life is unrestrained and uninhibited. But since he arrived in this tribe, these wild people have not allowed him to go far at all, except for activities among the tribes!

Please, he's not here to be the Earth Emperor of the Savage Tribe, he's going to conquer this land of burial gods. What is it to be trapped in this place all the time? Lei Qiansong tried many times, but every time he tried to escape, he was caught.

What's even more tragic is that Lei Qiansong wanted to make a move, but this group of savages didn't fight back at all, allowing Lei Qiansong to seriously injure them. The former is not a fierce person, after all, they saved themselves, and they can't bear to be ruthless!

On the huge recliner paved with animal skins, Lei Qiansong put on the so-called crown, and everyone waited. But he has always had black lines on his head, and such days are simply torture for a warlike cultivator!

"Okay, that's enough! You guys can let me go, I really don't want to stay here anymore, I'm so depressed!" I don't know if this is the first time Lei Qiansong has gone crazy, but this group of people can't understand it, and there is really no way.

In the next second, all the savages knelt down again and bowed to Lei Qiansong. And the first one also respectfully lifted a whole roast pig, meaning to let Lei Qiansong enjoy it. The latter's face turned green in an instant.

Bang, bang, bang, slap, and the handrail shattered. Lei Qiansong stood up and glared angrily: "That's enough! You want to raise me into a fat pig! I am a cultivator, and I need bloody battles, not pampering." ”

In my heart, I must rush out today no matter what. A little step, a leap up. In the next second, many wild men surrounded it again. Bang, bang, bang, turn your fist into a palm, and hit it hard.

Boom! The air wave exploded, and many wild people flew upside down, spurting out a mouthful of blood. The other people fell to the ground in panic, thinking that the leader was angry, and did not resist at all.

Seeing this, Lei Qiansong sighed helplessly and landed steadily in the center. The strength was retracted, and his hands were thrown back: "Alas...... Why are you doing this, what do you want, who is going to save me?"

"Babble... Suddenly, many wild men began to wave their hands, and some incomprehensible sounds came out of their mouths. Immediately after, the crowd retreated, and a group of people walked quickly with two figures.

I saw them pointing at the two people angrily and yelling incessantly. Lei Qiansong can understand this, every time they catch prey, they do this. But when you look closely, it's obviously two people!

Flashed forward, when Lei Qiansong saw the two people's Mu Yang clearly, he was stunned on the spot, and at the same time, old tears almost poured out. This is to see his relatives! Someone can finally save him out!

With a wave of his hand, he motioned for everyone to let it go. These two are none other than Muyang and Ruan Linlin. It's good that the two of them can always be together no matter where they are, and the most pitiful thing is themselves!

"Brother Lei, your life here is quite nourishing! You're all the leaders!" Mu Yang smiled mysteriously and deliberately teased. Lei Qiansong hugged him: "You still dare to tease me, I'm depressed to death!"

"You don't come! These subordinates of yours treat us as prey, is it your dinner tonight?" Lei Qiansong couldn't cry and laughed, and told Muyang and the others what happened.

After a while, Mu Yang put his hands behind his back, thoughtful: "Oh? I see, that black bead was really found in a mass grave? And it automatically flew into your hands? Could it be related to the Dry Bone Sect?"

Inside the tribe, Lei Qiansong held everyone back and discussed it carefully with Muyang and the others: "I don't understand this either, I've been recuperating from my injuries these days, and my head is too big, so I don't have time to study that thing!"

Ruan Linlin stood up: "We fell in another place and found that there were traces of a fight in the mass grave, so we followed all the way to find it." The key now is, what did the people of this tribe misunderstand?"

The black beads were indeed found in mass graves, and they contained the skull marks of the Dry Bone Sect, as well as powerful powers. Could there be some subtle connection between this group of wild men who appeared after the mass grave?

Silent, the three of them had their own thoughts in their hearts. After a while, Mu Yang turned around violently, turned his palm into a claw, and the black bead flashed a black light, holding it in his hand: "It's so rich of death, are you really not familiar with this feeling?"

Hearing this, Lei Qiansong was a little embarrassed: "It's true that the breath on this bead is very similar to the exercises of my Dry Bone Sect, but I'm not sure if it's or not." And what's going on with these wild people?"

"Let me do it. Lin Lin stood up, his expression a little serious: "I just hope that the power of my purple pupil will not lose its effect in this place of burial gods!" Lianbu stepped forward, glanced at Mu Yang, and nodded to each other.

In the outside world, all the savages were guarding in strict formation, and the intention was obvious, that is, they were afraid that Muyang and the others would be unfavorable to Lei Qiansong. Seeing this, Mu Yang couldn't help but laugh again: "Brother Lei, or you will follow them!"

It's not a joke, Ruan Linlin's hands are sealed, and Muyang has been guarding behind him. Waves of qi swept away, and powerful soul power enveloped all the savages. His eyes flashed, and his purple eyes flashed.

The communication of the soul is not limited by language. Lin Lin said softly: "Who do you belong to? Why did you prostrate at Lei Qiansong's feet?

As if they really understood, all the wild people closed their eyes in unison. In the next second, a skull mark appeared at the center of their eyebrows. Ruan Linlin was quite surprised to hear the truth of the matter clearly.

Nervous, holding his breath, Lei Qiansong, such a free and easy person, instantly became serious: "How long will it take?" Can you really know what's going on?" Unconsciously, his hands trembled a little.

The power of the purple pupil is not something that ordinary people can guess. Even Muyang couldn't say clearly. The final result can only be known for sure after Lin Lin recovers the secret technique.

"Look, is the mark on their head the mark of your Dry Bone Sect? If I'm not mistaken, Brother Lei, you've got a great transformation this time. Maybe we can even solve the unknown mysteries of your Dry Bone Sect!"