Primitive Tribe Adventure

"It seems that I really don't know."

When Feng Yun asked the person who was very similar to Ravenba, he carefully observed the changes in his expression, trying to find out if he was lying.

As a result, he found no abnormalities. In other words, what he said is likely to be true.

"But why did Raven Lord return to his nest at this critical moment?"

After confirming that the other party did not lie, the problems that bothered Fengyun once again came to his mind.

"I have answered all the questions you asked, you... just let me go."

Just as the situation was distressed, the person who looked a lot like Raven Hesitated for a while, but still mustered up the courage to make a request to him.

Although he thought that Fengyun could not be the opponent of the Raven Ba, as long as the Raven Ba came, he would definitely be defeated, or even killed, but the problem was that he had not seen his shadow until now.

Time has dragged on for a long time, if Fengyun is upset and kills him, it will be miserable.

Even if the crow tyrant comes, it may not be able to ensure that he will not be harmed.

Crowba is a metamorphosis warrior, can fly, and is fast, but no matter how fast he is, he can't be faster than the knife in Fengyun's hand.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Fengyun only needs to wave his hand knife, and his mind is about to move.

As for whether Feng Yun would do this, he didn't doubt at all, after all, the **** example was in front of him.

The people he led had been killed by Fengyun, and he didn't think Fengyun might show mercy to his men.

After much deliberation, he felt that it was ultimately unreliable to trust his fate in the hands of others, and he decided that he should fight for it himself.

Of course, it is risky for him to do this, and it may cause Fengyun to rebound and kill him, but if he waits like this, he also has no hope, and he has to be under tremendous pressure at all times. He feels like he It's almost impossible to survive.

"Spare you?"

Feng Yun looked at the face that resembled the Raven Tyrant, suddenly his heart moved, and asked: "What is the relationship between you and the Raven Tyrant?"

"Araba, no, the king is my father, I am his first son."

"The eleventh? I didn't expect that this old crow could really give birth."

Feng Yun curled his lips and stepped to the other two Black Crow tribe fighters who were still in a coma and walked over.

Huh! Huh!

Accompanied by two soft sounds, Feng Yun had already looked down at their heads, and the blood spring ejected from the cavity hit the chopped heads, pushing them and rolling out a long way.

Feng Yun didn't put the sword in the scabbard, turned around, and walked over to the eleventh son of Yaba.

"You...you...what are you doing?"

The face of Crowba's eleventh son immediately changed, and his voice trembled.

Click...pop...

The sound of blood dripping on the tip of the knife, and the sound of Fengyun’s feet on the ground, passed into his ears, and turned into a thunderous thunder, shaking his mind, despite the sound of dripping blood and footsteps. The sound is very soft.

At this time he even began to hate why his hearing was so good.

"What are you doing? What do you say I want to do?"

Feng Yun's face showed a non-smiling expression, and his eyes deliberately wandered between his neck.

"You...you...you can't kill me. My father is the king of Lei Ze, a warrior of metamorphosis. If you kill him, he will never let you go. Then not only will you die, but your relatives Friends will die, and even your tribe will be destroyed."

In order to survive, the eleventh son of the tyrant threatened Fengyun.

"I'm so scared."

Feng Yun made a very scared expression, but his footsteps did not mean to stop.

"You let me go, you just let me go. I will plead with my father to let him blame you for the past. If you don't believe me, I can swear to the sky. Stop, stop, please stop. Ah. As long as you stop, I will promise you everything."

Seeing Fengyun's continuous footsteps, Yaba's eleventh son really panicked, and kept begging to him, almost crying.

Under the threat of death, he had already abandoned the pride and dignity of the son of the overlord Lei Ze, just to survive.

"What you said is true?"

Fengyun stopped about two steps away from the eleventh son of Ravenba.

"Ok?"

I don't know if he was too frightened. Facing Fengyun's inquiry, he was taken aback.

"Are you scared to be stupid?"

Seeing the other person’s dumb look, Feng Yun couldn’t help but frown, he couldn’t help feeling regrets, and acting a little too far, but in order to achieve his goal, he decided to ask again: "You say you are willing to promise me everything. Is it real?"

If the other party can't give him a satisfactory answer, he can only use waste to him. Although the effect may be a little bit worse, it is better than nothing.

"Yes... it's true. I promise to do whatever you ask me, as long as you don't kill me."

After a brief stupefaction, the eleventh son of Crowba finally understood what Feng Yun meant, and quickly responded, and looked at him pityingly, just like a puppy looking at its owner.

"good, very good."

Seeing that the other party had recovered his sanity, Feng Yun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and then said his request: "Hurry up and shout to the crow tyrant and let him come to save you. If he really comes, I will let you go. "

"what did you say?"

After hearing what Feng Yun said, he couldn't help being stunned. Obviously he didn't expect Feng Yun to make such a request.

"Why? Not willing?"

Feng Yun's eyebrows were raised, and at the same time, he made a move to raise the knife.

"Yes, yes, yes. I will do what you want now."

The eleventh son of Crowba scolded himself in his heart, caring about so much, what he wants me to do, I will do what he wants. Besides, isn't Dad coming to save himself exactly what he expected?

"Father...father...father... come and save me. Father... come and save me, hurry up. You are always late, but you can't see me. Father...save me... help me……"

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and yelled at the location of Crow Island, screaming with great effort.

"Yes, that's it, just shout like that."

Feng Yun looked at his hard work, nodded, showing a satisfied smile.

Although the opponent is not as high as his level, and does not know the skills he learned from Bao, which can make the voice spread farther, but after all, he is a totem warrior, shouting with all his strength, the voice is still very loud, and it can spread very much. Far, it should be able to resist Crow Island.

Raven Tyrant is a metamorphosis warrior. He has very good hearing. As long as the shouting reaches Raven Island, he will definitely be able to accept it. In other words, he shouts like this, his Lao Tzu can definitely hear, and this is exactly what Feng Yun wants.

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