Lord of the Low Version System

Tamil stays up all night.

The barbarians were too excited to fall asleep.

Well, in fact, the main reason is that the ground is too cold and colder than ice and snow. After all, Fire Dragon Crystal has not stored enough heat.

Nothing happened, Tamil simply taught the war songs just learned to the people.

Singing and dancing are the strengths of barbarians. Although the five-tone incomplete ghost cries, but the emotions are so full that it explodes.

Especially, "Barbarian March" has a rough style. You have to have a big tongue to sing that kind of charm, which is more in line with the style of barbarians.

As a result, the barbarians sang more and more, and the more sings, the more irritable ones have begun to jump up and down and jump from one to the other, twirling their bodies madly, shaking their heads, scenes of a group of magic dancing in the castle.

The castle is like a tin horn, gathering and gathering the voices of barbarians, then emitting them, breaking the silence of the night sky, and breaking the sleep of many souls.

This is a sleepless night.

Xi Xitong rubbed his sore eyes.

Although he wanted to sleep, the three animals couldn't sleep. They couldn't sleep naturally and didn't let others sleep. Four of them planned for a night to make a fortune.

Of course, Xi Tong, who is "unhealthy", can only listen to it, mainly three animals talking.

Xitong yawned, brushing his teeth while connecting the system to Tamil.

He saw Tamil sitting on a tiger skin chair—a tiger skin on a stone.

On the opposite side, a few weird creatures or sitting on the floor, or looking for a stake, some simply stood.

Xi Xitong was a little puzzled, "What happened? Who are the opposite people-what creatures?"

主人 "Master, this place you chose has many original residents, such as Green Goblin, Plant Elves, Tidal Frogmen, Hill Dwarfs. They are demonstrating to new neighbors, but the demonstrations have failed and they have become negotiations."

It turned out to be a foreign guest. Tamil was too rude. Did n’t invite guests in?

(Even if Tamil invited those people to the castle, they didn't dare to enter)

I ’m outside, just outside, anyway, it ’s a diplomatic meeting. You do n’t have a table, a bench, no tea and snacks, no ...

唔 (唔 ... it looks like he didn't have it)

Fortunately, races such as Green Goblin and Tide Frogman are behind the barbarians. They are not so particular about it. The messengers who haven't seen others are naked and don't wear any clothes.

So I sent a representative from the family to sit in a circle and have a meeting!

系统 "System, what are they talking about?"

"Tamil they sang the song all night, even if it was awful, it was so loud, and they only sang one song from beginning to end, disturbing the people."

Hey, I'm going, the savages are too much. If it were on the earth, it would have been taken away by the police.

No wonder those creatures are excited, jumping up and down.

Tamil didn't realize that he was doing something wrong. Actually, like Xi Tong, he didn't know what these strange and strange guys were talking about.

The dialects between the savage savages can even make guesses, and these foreign languages ​​are only stubborn. After all, the tide frogman does not even have a finger.

Language?

Tamil just patted his head, how to forget the task.

Load language 4: Load 100,000 language packs in 1 month, and the task rewards 1 million dragon coins. There are currently 29 days 11 hours 37 minutes remaining.

Alas, Tamil gave several representatives a head-to-head kill.

"Look!"

"Sink?"

"Sink ..."

"Live ... slot!"

"Lying? Slot!"

"Lying ~~~ slot ~~~"

Seeing these people's funny looks, Tamil laughed. His laughter infected many barbarians, so the scene was full of cheerful atmosphere.

好 "Well, please start your speech."

A thin, dry, ugly-eared green-skinned creature that was less than 1 meter tall stood up, and seemed to feel insufficient, and stood on a tree stump and stomped.

"Dear Chief ..."

Barbarians: "Call Your Majesty the King."

My Goblin was so frightened that he knelt down with a soft leg. "His Majesty the King, this is the valley of immortals. Our Green Goblin family lived here 800 years ago. Since ancient times ..."

Tamil knew the following as soon as he heard the words "Since ancient times".

He shrugged helplessly, "Unfortunately not now, nor will it be the next 800 years."

The representative of the Green Goblin jumped madly, but looked at his hundreds of compatriots, and then looked at the savage people on the opposite side, and he sat down with interest.

The elf's representative stood up, "Her Majesty the King, your singing in the middle of the night severely disrupted the peace of the forest. And ..."

The elf raised his chin proudly. "When it comes to singing, we elves have been from ancient times ... we have crowned the continent from tens of thousands of years ago, and the sound of heaven is the unique glory of our elf clan. If His Majesty the king agrees, we can send the clan Chinese musician, teach your people how to sing correctly. "

Xitong felt a shock in his heart, elves, there are even elves in this world.

So beautiful, as described in the novel, handsome men and beautiful women. Discourse was full of pride and contempt, even the temper.

Hey, aren't your elves close to nature? Then why wear clothes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Isn't it good to go light as a goblin? How can proud spirits abandon ancient traditions and bow their heads to worldly eyes?

Tamil's anger was soaring, his eyes showed signs of congestion.

He can tolerate the elf's criticism of his barbarity and ridicule himself for being rude, but he will not tolerate the war song given by the evil's mean system god.

Tamil raised his hand, his index finger drew a circle in the air, and then pointed upward hard, "Ready! Sing!"

The barbaric man behind him entered the state in an instant, and the words uttered anger and vigor.

Last night, these races couldn't understand the meaning of the lyrics, and thought it was the noise of ghosts crying, but now they understand the Huaxia language one by one, and their expressions are pale and trembling.

"The plateau barbarians will punish the mainland! The mainland peoples submit! The king rules all beings!"

How dare they say that, since ancient times, no force has dared to shout such slogans.

This basically means that everyone here, I don't target anyone, one of you counts one, all clean your **** and wait for me to conquer it.

This is tantamount to declaring war on the mainland! The savage king is crazy!

However, this song is really imposing, so it feels so, why do I have the urge to raise my arms and shout, and the desire to run wildly?

After a short song, the Elf representative sat back in despair.

The layman watched the door, and the layman watched lively. From this song, she had heard the ambitious ambitions of the barbarians, and even heard their strong self-confidence and the determination to keep up.

Tamil looks to the next representative, "Excuse me, what's the noble's appeal?"

That representative instantly shook his head into a rattle.

"I just passed by soy sauce, oh, what is soy sauce?"