My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 315 This Is My Last Wish
Thunderstorms in late spring and early summer come and go quickly.

After a short while, the rainstorm turned into drizzle like a middle-aged man with a prostate problem.

Wick withdrew his gaze to the sky, and looked directly at the man in front of him who had put his sword back into its sheath: "Your sword is very powerful."

By this time the rain had soaked his clothes.

"Thank you." Wu Qiong smiled, and also boasted commercially, "You also have great ideas about the use of lightning."

It's quite similar to a move in a comic.

"It's a pity that I still can't beat you." Wick sighed, "But seeing such a powerful sword, this wave is not a loss."

Strange to say, there was no bitterness of failure on his face, but joy from the heart.

"What other wish do you have? Maybe I can help you realize it." Wu Qiong said solemnly.

This is the first opponent worthy of a fight that he has encountered since he stepped into the "Taoism of Nature", and he is also a martial idiot who is dedicated to martial arts.

To be honest, he still has a feeling of sympathy with this Wick.

It's a pity that he is a member of the northern barbarians, and he is destined to be his enemy.

So I didn't hold back.

"I have only one wish." Wick looked at Wu Qiong with fixed eyes, "Durant, the God of the Warrior Tribe, I want to see him again to catch up on the old days."

Wu Qiong was startled, smiled and said: "Okay, I will send him to see you."

Hearing the answer he wanted, Wick smiled in relief, and his body turned into dust, which drifted around the Thunder Tribe with the wind, as if guarding the land he had worked so hard for ten years.

On the wind came his last voice:

"Thank you."

Wu Qiong sighed, "If you weren't a barbarian, maybe we could still be friends."

He suddenly lost interest, lost the nature of killing the other two from the Thunder Tribe, turned around and left.

Come when you are happy, and return when you are full.

Wu Qiong on the grassland seems to have regained his original chic.

George clenched his fists and watched him go away.

Then he sighed, and was about to turn around to say something to the chief of the Thunder tribe when a hand pierced his chest.

He turned his head suddenly, and in front of him was Anthony's harmless smiling face.

"you"

He fell, and there was no more sound.

An innate master, died so suddenly, and still died in the hands of his own people.

He will not rest in peace.

Looking at the inexplicably shocked crowd, he smiled coldly.

These guys in front of him are the certificates he handed over to the Fire Sword Tribe.

"An Tianshen! You" the patriarch pointed at him with trembling fingers, "Why did you do this?!"

"Why?" Anthony sneered, "The Thunder Tribe is no longer a thing, so why doesn't this God join the more powerful Fire Sword Tribe?
As for you"

He chuckled lightly: "It just so happens that the Fire Sword Tribe lacks a lot of slaves, and you are the meeting God gave to the Fire Sword Tribe."

Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded:
"By the way, there is one more thing I forgot to ask. How about the warrior tribe? Uh."

Wu Qiong looked at Anthony, who was also speechless, in embarrassment.

He just wanted to come back and ask for directions, but he didn't expect to see such an explosive scene.
"Qiao Tianshen! Please save us for Wei Tianshen's sake!" The patriarch led hundreds of thousands of people to kneel down.

Wu Qiong looked at a large group of Thunder tribe fighters kneeling in front of him, and their eyes were fixed on him expectantly.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, it's none of his business!

But recall Wick's nostalgia for this tribe.
Forget it, since he is the first master of the same level who has fought against him since he was promoted to the "Taoism of Nature", he will give them another hand.

So he turned his head slightly to look at the dumbfounded Anthony.

When Anthony saw his eyes sweeping towards him, he was startled, and ran away without knowing what to do.

Wu Qiong moved his long sleeves in his blue shirt, turned his head, and walked away humming a little tune.

Only an incomprehensible ditty is heard in the wind:
"Pleasant Goat ~ Beautiful Goat~"

But Anthony, who was watched by tens of thousands of people, slowly stopped. After that, he was turned into seven parts as if being dismembered by six horses, and scattered all over the ground.

"hiss"

Tens of thousands of warriors from Thunder Tribe gasped, this Anthony is a god!So easy for him to die? !
Just when the patriarch lamented how terrifying the God of Jordan was, a high-ranking tribe approached him and whispered in his ear: "Patriarch, what should we do?"

The patriarch closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Let's leave the tribe! Take everyone to the Daxue Mountain!"

A tribe without a god is like an old dog without teeth. Everyone wants to step on it a few times, and maybe a few pieces of dog meat will be bitten off by a pack of wolves.

What's more, relying on the prestige of Wake and other gods, they also offended many tribes when they robbed this pasture.

If we let them know that Thunder Tribe has no gods
Thinking of this, the patriarch shuddered.

So he waved his hand and ordered: "Don't wait! Go back and let everyone pack up! Let's go tonight!"

"Also!" He stopped and was about to go back to inform the herdsmen, "Spread the story of God Jordan to the world! Just say that he killed three gods in one move! The more exaggerated the story, the better!"

Those guys definitely wouldn't believe it when they heard such unreliable news, but they would definitely go to God Jordan for trouble.

After all, it is hard to find a god who is not strong but well-known in the grassland. There are many gods who want to be famous in the grassland.

It just so happened that when the water was muddy, they would not be noticed, and they would be more confident in escaping to the Daxue Mountain to seek refuge.

At this moment, Wu Qiong, who was humming "Black Cat Sheriff", stopped suddenly.

He smacked his lips in embarrassment and muttered to himself:
"How should this warrior tribe go?"

I was just pretending to be aggressive and forgot to ask!

Forget it, he shook his head, let's go west all the way first and then north all the way according to the original plan.

If you can meet him, help Wick fulfill his last wish. If you can't, then we'll talk about it when the time comes.

He shrugged his shoulders, humming "How lonely invincibility is" and walked westward leisurely.

At the same time, James, the strongest god of the tribe, has left the knight tribe to practice alone.

Now, there is a person standing in front of him.

That is also a god, a person who might have become the god of the gods, but because he was seriously injured, he is still stuck in the gods of the lower gods.

His surname is Kao and his first name is Sins.

"Why did God come to find me?" James sat cross-legged in the only small tent on the endless grassland.

Cousins ​​was expressionless: "I am here to invite you."

"Please go back, I am the god of the knight tribe, this will not change the fact." James said calmly.

He was born in a tribe of knights, and after becoming a god, he should give back to the tribe.

Therefore, even if the knight tribe is located in a bitterly cold place and its strength is not strong, he still sticks to it.

"But you once left." Cousins ​​said the truth, "Besides, you helped the Knight Tribe win the title once a few years ago after you returned to the Knight Tribe. That year the Knight Tribe had the best ranch. You don't owe them anything What."

Zhan Tianshen was silent for a while, and asked, "So you are here to lobby me for the waterfowl tribe?"

(End of this chapter)