My wife is the reborn boss

Chapter 317 The Young Man in Green Shirt Humming

After the rain, the sky is sunny.

Wu Qiong walked leisurely on the grassland humming a little song, leaving behind only three dead gods and tens of thousands of waterfowl herdsmen who dare not even get angry, let alone speak out.

A master must have the force of a master, kill the weak. When they don't insult their personality, I don't bother to do it.

And his next stop, among the powerful Fire Sword tribe, several gods are holding a private banquet in broad daylight.

A masked man with a height of 1.8 meters three showed serious eyebrows and eyes outside: "Why hasn't Anthony come yet?"

That's right, this banquet is a welcome party specially organized for the god Anthony.

But he won't come.

Next to him was a man with a round face drinking in silence. He was Gordon, the god of the fire sword tribe.

And the bearded man sitting on the top is having fun with a thick, dark-skinned woman with a big buttocks and some deformities.

Everyone must know that this is the leader of the Fire Sword Tribe, the God of Heaven Harden!
"It's okay, he must have been delayed by something." The bearded Harden said indifferently.

A 1.8 meter three masked man frowned, he felt that things were not that simple.

It was agreed to come to the Fire Sword Tribe today, and I also prepared a welcome banquet on my side.

If he does not come due to something, he will definitely find an opportunity to send someone to notify him.

But now he didn't come, and he didn't receive any news from his own side.
Is something wrong? !
Could it be that he suddenly regretted it?

The 1.8 meter three masked man was contemplating when suddenly a panicked figure rushed in: "Three gods! It's not good!"

Ok? !

The masked man was startled suddenly, and asked, "What's wrong? Tell me!"

He had a bad feeling.

"Yes, yes!" The patriarch stabilized his mind, bowed and said, "Report to the god of protection! According to the report from the scouts, the five gods of the warrior tribe are coming towards the fire sword tribe!"

"What!" The 1.8 meter three masked man slapped the table and said angrily, "They are bullying too much!"

"Don't worry." The bearded Harden narrowed his eyes slightly, "They dare not do anything before the meeting time."

If they break the rules of the game first, no one else will follow.

And they are bound to become the target of public criticism. Even if they have two upper gods and three lower gods, they will still die without a burial.

Just as he was thinking, a middle-aged man with a baby face opened the curtain and walked in, followed by four imposing masters.

This person is Babyface Kuli!
And the tall, thin man with a cold face next to him is the "Grim Reaper" Durant who is known as the "Peerless Handsome" on the grassland!

The other three are "Wan Jiasheng Buddha" Thompson with a kind smile on his face.

And the other two Green and Andre.

"You guys are not staying in the Warriors Tribe, why are you coming to my Fire Sword Tribe?" Harden's tone remained unchanged, and he even rubbed oil on the two strong buttocks on the left and right.

"You are not afraid. The old nest was taken by Jordan?"

"I'm not afraid. If he dares to come, there is no need to go." Curry was full of confidence.

Although he looks like a boy in his teens, he is actually in his forties this year, otherwise no matter how talented he is, it is impossible to become a god in his 30s or [-]s.

That kind of peerless evildoer does not exist.

The 1.8-meter-three masked man wanted to say something, but Harden interrupted him with a wave: "Then tell me, why are you coming to my Fire Sword Tribe?"

"I'm not here to provoke, but to join hands with you." Curry smiled all over his face, and with his face like a gentleman, he looked a little shy.

Just thinking of his age, tsk
"Joint together?" Harden's beard trembled slightly, "You are already the strongest tribe but you still want to join forces with us, is it possible?"

"It's the 'Murphy'." Curry praised, "We're tired of playing this kind of game. To be honest, I thought about it for 20 years before I realized that no matter how much we fight, the one who finally allocates the pasture is that Xiao." magnificent.

We're just fighting pointlessly. "

Harden's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, since Xiao Hua came to the grassland 20 years ago, there have been fewer battles on the grassland, but everyone has gradually lost their aggressiveness, waiting for the gods to decide who is the leader every year, and then everyone listens to Xiao Hua. instructions.

"But this is also good." He retorted Curry, "There are fewer fights on the grassland, and everyone develops better. Isn't that good?"

"I used to be as naive as you." Curry sighed, and said quietly: "Until I went to the southern country once."

A few years ago, he sneaked into the Southern Kingdom quietly, but was discovered as soon as he entered, and was chased and intercepted by several gods, and finally escaped with difficulty!

They charge money for eating in the so-called restaurants over there? !
When had he ever paid for a meal?It is said that money is not needed on this grassland, everyone is bartering.

But he didn't dare to do anything, for fear of attracting the gods of the southern kingdom to hunt him down.

As a result, he was a dignified god who spent three days washing dishes in that restaurant before he was released!
This is not the most annoyed, the most annoyed is that he found out later that the meal he ate was actually paid for by washing the dishes for a day!
The minds of the people in the southern country are greatly broken!
And until now, he still didn't understand why those gods in the southern country could find him? !

Obviously he's pretending well
And the gods!They don't follow the rules of the grassland at all to fight one-on-one!

There are at least two of them!There is simply no reserve of being a god at all!

So he ran back to the grassland in despair.

But this lurking is not completely fruitless.

At least he knew a secret!A big secret about Xiao Hua!
This Xiao Hua, he is from the Southern Kingdom!
Because only Xiao Hua ate the meals he had eaten in the Nanguo restaurant when the conference held banquets in the past!

But those meals were delicious!
Recalling the sadness and sweetness of the past, Curry gritted his teeth and said: "Our grasslands have always paid attention to the law of the jungle. Think about it, if there is no such bullshit rule, if we directly annex those tribes, wouldn't we be able to develop better than we are now?"

Harden closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes: "It's just you and me. I'm afraid it's not enough."

Curry could hear what he meant. If only you, the Warrior Tribe, wanted to make trouble, then don't think about dragging our Fire Sword Tribe into trouble.

So he threw out a heavy chip: "Of course more than that, we also invited a god."

"There is only one god?" Harden was a little puzzled.

Suddenly!His eyes widened!
Turning his head, he exchanged a glance with the 1.8-meter-three masked man, and said softly, "Could it be Zhan Tianshen you're talking about?"

"That's right, it's him!" The corners of Curry's mouth curled up slightly, and he saw it poorly, "We agreed to meet here, and he must be here soon."

"Oh, by the way, there are also tens of thousands of iron cavalry escorting me from my warrior tribe, but I'll be one step ahead, and I think they will be here soon."

Harden's eyes were fixed, the other party was playing both soft and hard ways.
Pull yourself into the gang first, if you don't agree, I'm afraid there will be no Fire Sword tribe on the grassland from now on.

"Okay, let's join!" After a long while of eye contact, the masked man nodded, and Harden agreed with a slap on his thigh.

"It's so good." Curry and others were overjoyed.

So for a while, everyone chatted with each other, feeling uncomfortable.

As for Anthony, it doesn't matter whether he comes or not.

When the wine was half drunk, Harden toasted slightly drunk: "Toast the fire and sword, the friendship of the warriors will last forever!"

After waiting for so long, his tens of thousands of cavalry did not come, so I can rest assured.

Curry and others smiled and raised their glasses in return.

After putting down his glass, Curry exchanged glances with Durant and Thompson.

Strange. Why haven't people come yet?
Boom.
Thirty li away to the east of the Huojian Tribe, tens of thousands of cavalry were galloping on horseback.

Afterwards, the leading knight waved his hand, and everyone stopped the galloping horse in unison.

The leader looked forward with a serious expression.

Under the dark clouds in the distance, a figure in a blue shirt from the southern country was walking leisurely humming a tune.

Although the other party was only one person, the cold sweat from the leader's felt hat still flowed down his cheeks and chin, and finally fell on the horse's back.

He felt fear, unexplainable fear.

The man approached slowly, and the dark clouds in the sky slowly covered the blue sky as if following his footsteps.

Then, the opponent pulled out a rouge-colored long sword.

The last thing the leader heard in his consciousness was an inexplicable tune.

"I'm going all the way north~Leaving the season with you~"

(End of this chapter)