True Martial World

At this time, the Lian’s tribe’s old courtyard

"What!? Jiang Xiaorou, this little monk ran?"

After Lian Chengyu got the news, he directly crushed the tea cup in his hand!

"Snapped!"

The hot tea splashed out and scared Zhao Tiezhu.

He didn't know how Lian Chengyu had such a big temper. In fact, Lian Chengyu is a person who is both inferior and proud. He will feel inferior when he faces the patriots of the big tribes. However, in the face of the poor people of the Liberal tribe, he will never do anything that is detrimental to his pride.

For example, for Jiang Xiaorou, Lian Chengyu wants to get Jiang Xiaorou, but he has never shown it in front of his subordinates. Just like the emperor suddenly saw which little palace girl, it will only be fortunate and not likely to pursue.

How can a person who is worthy of his pursuit?

Therefore, Zhao Tiezhu didn’t know what it was, and even Cheng Yu’s thoughts on Jiang Xiaorou’s fight, even now, he’s still in a state of utter disappointment. How does Jiang Xiaorou run away, and even the jade will be so big?

"Go on!" Lian Chengyu waved his hand and his face was gloomy. I didn't expect this little monk to be so embarrassed, preferring to die, not wanting me to get it!

Lian Chengyu will be so angry, because Jiang Xiaorou is really temperament and looks good, let him kneel.

The second one is the most crucial thing. That is, Lian Chengyu lives in the Lian’s tribe, where resources are scarce. For a long time, there are too many things he wants, but he can only look at others’ squandering, and he, However, in order to a little bit of resources that others have eliminated, he has bowed his knees to the great tribe's arrogance. Over time, he has produced a strong and possessive desire.

It is not his thing, he wants to get his hand, and what should be his, it is his imprisonment, no one can move.

In the view of Lian Chengyu, Jiang Xiaorou belongs to the Lien clan, and naturally it is his imprisonment.

The things of other people's homes can't be eaten. The things of the Lien clan are their own. The things in their own homes still let her run. What makes him angry more than this!

"This little monk, maybe it is dead now."

A fifteen-year-old girl needs a lot of courage to run away from home and go to the wilderness, because running out is basically tantamount to suicide.

It’s basically impossible to send people to look for it. The big wilderness is so big. Who knows which direction Jiang Xiaorou ran?

Moreover, he has only a few dozen soldiers to prepare for the camp, and he can move it out. Maybe he will die a few more, and it will not be worth the loss.

The news came one after another, and soon, Lian Chengyu got a second report.

That is, the strong men who had served the blood Dan before, finally fell ill! In fact, their ill time has been postponed a lot more than the original prediction of Lianchengyu.

They are all physically imaginary, weak and weak, and even coughing will cough and bleed.

These ill-fated sluts, which are not the pillars of the family, were originally expected to earn extra rations when they were refining the bones.

But now, their home is almost finished!

These days, because of the lack of food, in fact, a small number of people in the entire Lien clan have died of hunger and cold.

The first to starve to death are old, weak and sick.

Those families who have strong families can still barely maintain their days. Now that they are young and strong, they can’t imagine the future!

In this regard, the Lien's tribes did not come forward to appease, they did not send a grain of food for these young people, because in the eyes of Lian Chengyu, these people can not stand for a long time to die, have lost their use value.

The only food left in the tribe, but also to continue to recruit strong men to refine the bones.

Of course, after abolishing a group of strongest physiques, this second batch of Zhuang Ding may not be able to summon anything good, but what is the relationship? Anyway, the bones will soon be refined.

The top executives of the Lien clan were so indifferent, but the people were all kept in the dark. They were completely ignorant of the truth, because Yi Yun came back to the black pot.

The desperate family members of the Zhuang Ding came to the Lian’s tribe’s old courtyard to replenish their food, and also to see if they could go to the previous **** Dan who “save” their men’s lives.

Of course, in the eyes of these families, it is the "God of Dan" that saves lives.

However, for these requirements, the Liberal tribe executives simply ignored it. There are also a number of blood-dans, and it is necessary to overdraw the potential of life to exert its effects. How can it be wasted on those who have no vitality?

Zhao Tiezhu, the spokesperson, stood on the high platform with arrogance and looked at the family of the Ding Ding under the stage with a scornful look.

He used to be a member of the inferior poor, but now, Zhao Tiezhu feels that he is no longer a poor. He has left the boundaries of the poor, and the inferior creatures with these ants are completely two species.

He is now a man of Lian Chengyu, waiting for Lianchengyu to become a warrior of the Taishen Kingdom, and even the legendary "Guo Shi". At that time, he is the family of the Guoshi!

What is the concept of Guoshijia Dingna? Prime Minister of the Prime Minister's door, Zhao Tiezhu, but later to be a wife and a wife, flying yellow! How can you confuse these mud legs with the soil?

"Noisy! Noisy! You mud legs, you want God Dan to save your life, how much do you think the tribe's kind of gods? Do you know the price of refining a god?"

Zhao Tiezhu looked at a group of ragged women and children, and his face was full of disdain.

However, when they saw that they were shocked by their own words, the heart raised a sense of satisfaction that belonged to the superior. "If you say nothing, add up the fate of your mud legs and you won’t be able to change two gods. Dan!"

"I want food? Want God Dan? You all die!"

"The tribe saved your man once, and also hoped to save the second time? Your men are accidentally infected with the plague. It doesn't matter to the tribe. Who makes you so bad? To blame, blame that It’s called Yi Yun’s kid. It’s all he’s sick and infected with you. This little beast is dead and hurts!”

Zhao Tiezhu ignited with ulterior motives.

At this time, in the crowd, there was immediately a mean voice: "Zhao Junshi said yes, it is Yiyun that little broom star!"

This is the voice of Lian Cuihua. She has been mixing in the team, just waiting for this time to guide the public opinion.

"There is also the fox Meizi called Jiang Xiaorou! At the beginning of our Liberal tribe, they kindly took care of them and gave them a meal, gave them food, and gave them a house, but they not only refused to repay, but also gave us disaster!"

"Citizens, blame two small broom stars!"

Lian Cuihua shouted at the scorpion, and the family members of the Ding Ding at this time were in desperate state, and they had the ability to distinguish between right and wrong.

Moreover, the truth of the matter is too complicated for them to understand.

"Now that little man named Jiang Xiaorou ran away, she fled with sin! We went to burn their house! Let her die if she came back! Starve to death!"

"Burn their houses, they can also exorcise evil spirits, go folks!"

Even Cuihua took off the ragged coat and only wore a vest and jumped to the high platform, shaking her clothes like a small flag.

People have a herd mentality and are easily confused.

What's more, in their minds, it is indeed Yi Yun, the pillars of their homes have fallen, and they have no way to go in the future, they are likely to die of death.

Under the intentional incitement of Lian Cuihua, people once again besieged Jiang Xiaorou’s home.

These people are either really angry, or blindly obedient, or unable to bear.

But the result will not change. A dozen torches were thrown at the ruined house of Jiang Xiaorou, a house full of cow dung.

The flames vacated.

The sound of sly, like the devil's **, the fascinating fire snake smashing the sky, the black smoke rises, blackened the original beautiful red glow of Xitian...

Not far away, Lian Chengyu looked at this scene, and looked indifferent. The home of burning Jiang Xiaorou could not let Liancheng jade deflate. If you can find Jiang Xiaorou, it makes sense.

He faintly said to Zhao Tiezhu who was behind him: "If you want to go down, don't affect the cultivation of the bones. In addition, if you can find Jiang Xiaorou when you are hunting, bring her to me and reward!"

"Yes, even the son, I promise you to do a proper job!" Zhao Tiezhu took the lead.