I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

Ride your horse into the sky, and leave me three breaths back.

From Mu Fengti slipping Leibao's roar to the time he took the Great Chief who took the Barbarian Cow, it took only ten or so seconds. In detail, it was only three to five breaths.

Mu Feng came and went so fast that he was about to throw the Great Chief of the Barbarian Cow on the ground, and Changning, Hanshu, Konoa and others had not been relieved from their shock.

"This, this is..." Konoah exclaimed in surprise, "This is the warchief of the bull department!"

Mu Feng nodded: "Well, it should be! At such an age, he still looks delicate and tender, he shouldn't run away!"

Changning also said in surprise: "We will be able to fight if we catch him this time!"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "It's easy to do next!"

"But," Chang Ning Xiu frowned, with a helpless expression, "Now all the mounts are affected by your strange horse, so I can't get up!"

Mu Feng scratched his head in embarrassment, Hu Leibao’s indiscriminate deterrence made him unable to help him: "When something happened suddenly, I didn’t expect this old guy to be so courageous and dare to run in the front of the crowd. !"

He looked around and found that the three parties were in a "stalemate" due to the Hu Leibao. Then he said, "Wait, it's best for these cattle to not rush up, and it saves us too much loss. Just relying on their armored earth dragons, they certainly won't be our opponents!"

Changning clutched his nose and frowned and said, "If that's the case, can you step back, it's really smelly here!"

Mu Feng nodded awkwardly again: "Okay!"

Speaking of picking up the old man on the ground, he stepped back and smiled: "Old man, if you pretend to be dead, I will really treat you as dead and bury you!"

The old man on the ground then got up from the ground and looked at the people around him in panic.

Mufeng, Changning, and Hanshu are all tender and tender, but Konoah and Aziger are well-known old-fashioned, respectful, brave and courageous fighters.

But judging from the looks of several people, he could clearly see that several people respected the seemingly young man and woman, and the two of them clearly respected the juvenile.

The old man asked with a look of horror: "You, which tribe are you from?"

Mu Feng asked instead: "Don't worry about which tribe we belong to. Tell me your name first?"

The old man looked terrified: "I, my name is Niu Ben!"

"Hey!" Mu Feng smiled, "What do your people call Niuda, Niu Er and Niu Jiao? You are the only one called Niu Ben. It seems that you are the chief chief, right?"

The old man trembled: "No, it's not me!"

Mu Feng smiled and shook his head: "I said, old clapper, if people don't speak secretly, I know what kind of person you are. Don't pretend to be timid here. You dare to fool even the upper part of the dragon department. , Will you still be afraid of us?"

"You are..." The old man pretended to panic.

Konoah slammed a stick on his shoulder and cried out: "Old counseling bag, what are you still doing here, didn't your people just shouted out to kill the blue bird barbarians? Now we are right in front of you and let you The people of the people come to kill!"

"They don't know, nonsense, nonsense!" The old guy gave a wry smile and answered carefully.

Changning leaned close to Mu Feng: "Can you make a mistake, can such a timid person be a great chief?"

Mu Feng grinned and sneered: "You forgot that fat man from Lei Zebu?"

Changning suddenly thought that the Chief Lei Zebu, who was called "Little Fat" by Mu Feng, seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, and timid.

But after Konoah went back and talked about the fat man's evil deeds last time, she shuddered with fright.

But can't all the great chiefs look like that, right? The timid person in front of you is the bull chief who dares to send someone to fight Da Jiang?

Changning looked puzzled.

Mu Feng saw her doubts, and only said: "You can't look good!"

Then he didn't speak much, stretched out his hand and took out the rope to tie up the old man. He rode the horse to the front again, and the man of the Barren Niu tribe shouted, "Listen to the men of Barman Niu, now you hold your hands. Put down all the weapons inside, or I will kill him!"

Changning, Konoah, Azig, and even Hanshu were taken aback, Da Jiang and the soldiers from the Blue Bird Club looked at Mu Feng with incredible eyes.

Almost everyone has this idea: "What is he doing?"

Before they could react, the people in the Barbarian Department suddenly yelled, "Release our warchief, or we will never die with your Blue Bird Department!"

"Quickly let him go, how can my bull chieftain allow you to be so bullied!"

"You dare to kill our warchief, our bull department will pay the blood debt!"

...

The barbaric cows roared and shouted.

Almost everyone is inseparable from the three words "Great Chief".

They had their hearts attached to their warchief and threatened Mu Feng with words, but unexpectedly the three words "warchief" that came out of their mouths were exactly the urging talisman for their warchief!

Almost after the first person yelled out the three words "Great Chief", the hatred in the eyes of Changning, Konoah, Aziger, and other members of the Blue Bird tribe was as real as it was, and they stabbed the Barbarian Cow like a sharp sword. Great chief.

But at this time, I didn't expect to be so depressed and angry by the old guy who was so easy to determine his identity, and his voice bitterly: "These idiots!"

But Mu Feng grinned and said, "How about it, old stick, now you continue to pretend to be confused!"

The old guy finally put away a look of horror, and then a face of indifferent expression, seeming to acquiesce to the result before him: "What do you want, revenge for your Blue Bird Ministry?"

"Take revenge for the Blue Bird Ministry?" Mu Feng looked strange, "Can't I avenge my own tribe? Why do I have to avenge the Blue Bird Ministry?"

The old guy frowned and asked, "Are you not from the Blue Bird Club?"

Mu Feng snorted coldly, not looking at him, and continued to shout at the man in the barbarian cow department: "I count three. If you don't put down your weapons, I will kill him!"

"One!"

"two!"

"three!"

After three sounds, all the people in the bull department were forced to put down the bone knife weapons in their hands, with a look of resentment and jealousy.

The old guy's eyes widened, with an extremely angry look in his eyes: "Stupid! You will only die faster if you put down your weapons!"

"Pop!" Mu Feng slapped his face with a slap, "Shut up, old clapper, they will only die faster with weapons! I just can't bear so many slaves die!"

Then he shouted at the man in the barbarian cow department: "Very well, you don't have to die if you put down your weapons! I said you will definitely not die!"

The expressions of the people in the barbaric department are different now.

They don't understand. Since the other person doesn't want to kill them, what are they here for?

revenge?

Looting?

But they are members of the Blue Bird Club, aren't they just to kill them?

However, some people show a fluke on their faces.

As long as you don’t have to die, that’s good!

The expressions of these people were seen by Mu Feng one by one, and they had a better understanding of their desire to survive.

He grinned and said, "Did you see, old clapper, you don't seem to be good at talking!"

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