The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 241:

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It's better to stay away. After all, Hongjile is still a normal person.

Kled was still smiling and caressing the slave girl's fingers, and said leisurely and fascinated: "When I get her, I want to have a good time... I heard that the Central Plains women are slender and have fingers like green onions. I don't know what they are like. Such beauty...Ah, your rough fingers holding a pot to squeeze mare's milk and sweep sheep dung...are really disappointing..."

As soon as the word "true" was spoken, a faint "click" was heard.

Before the slave girl could say "Ah", Kled smiled and picked up the leg of lamb that was rolling on the ground before stuffing it into her mouth.

In the five words "It's really disappointing", there were five faint sounds of "Ka" and "Ka" in succession. The female slave, who was blushing just now, now had a pale face, tears streaming down her face, could no longer sit still, and lay trembling all over. On the ground, the fingers in Kled's hand had turned into five soft, strange-shaped things, which Kled kneaded and kneaded with a nonchalant look on his face. There was only the faint sound of broken bones rubbing against each other, and it was eerie in the silence.

The patriarchs looked at each other, and Kurcha reluctantly said: "Kled, you can really bring down the fun at any time... Whatever sacred tassel you want, I'll give it to you..."

"Bang!"

Something was suddenly thrown in and landed heavily on Hongjile's desk, flattening a whole roasted lamb in front of him. However, a golden knife stuck on the lamb jumped up strangely and swung forward. Hongjile's eyes.

At the same time, four voices sounded at the same time.

"Who the **** dares to seek death for my concubine?" He was forceful and murderous.

"Who is looking for death and dares to take my wife?" A fierce and loud voice.

"Who? Looking for death?" The dry and simplest one.

The last one has a calm and graceful voice, even with a slight smile.

"Kled, I'm sorry, you are so stinky that I don't dare to have you."

The whole room suddenly stood up. Hongjile was busy hiding from the ghost-like meat cleaver while shouting: "Who! Who! Come here! Come here..."

But Kled had already laughed. He narrowed his slender golden eyes, truly as cunning and nimble as a fox, and said leisurely: "It came so fast..."

He gently pushed away the slave girl who had fainted from pain, clapped his hands and stood up, stepped over her casually, and said with a smile: "Our King Shunyi and his concubine are here, why don't you all go and greet them? ”

The patriarchs had also reacted at this time, and their faces were a little uncomfortable. The skinny Kurcha's expression changed, and he looked at Hongjile, but Hongjile was still busy dealing with the knife - the knife was stained with He was the same, chasing endlessly, he was jumping up and down, extremely embarrassed.

"A group of wolves kneeled down to the moon, probably to get more prey." He Lianzheng's nonchalant voice came to the tent door in an instant, "We really have too many greedy wolves on our grassland!"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, He Lianzheng strode in. Without looking at the livid-faced patriarchs who stood up and didn't know what to do, he strode to the upper seat and sat down. Hongjile was already trying to avoid the flying knife. Standing out of the way, he cut off a piece of grease-drenched lamb tenderloin and ate it. While eating, he said: "You bastard, the meat is roasted well!"

"Zadalan!" Hongjile finally came to his senses and threw a table to meet the flying knife. The knife inserted into the table with a swish, just inches away from the tip of his nose. He touched his forehead with trembling hands. In a cold sweat, he put down his desk and said solemnly: "How dare you break into the Golden Alliance tent!"

"If you dare to kill the King of the Grassland, I will dare to break into the Golden Alliance tent!" He Lianzheng slapped the leftover meat on his face, "I will dare to kill you!"

"The Golden Alliance is located within a radius of ten miles. No killing is allowed, otherwise we will become the common enemy of the grassland!"

"You are the first to think that I am your enemy, what do I care about whether we are common enemies or not?" He Lianzheng smashed the table and smashed it, frowning and not giving up, "I'll stab you all to death, die." One by one! No matter the grassland behind me is turning upside down!"

The clan leaders were dumbfounded and stared blankly at He Lianzheng's murderous brows. From that look, one could tell that he was definitely not bluffing. In their impression, Prince Shunyi was cheerful, cheerful, laughing, and a bit of a scoundrel. They didn't want to see his true colors today. .

They looked at each other - the Golden Alliance tent was located in a narrow valley surrounded by mountains on three sides. The exit was extremely small. The armies of the heads of the ten families had already been deployed on the side facing the exit. They were completely surrounded, and the other three sides were slippery. Even the so-called martial arts masters in the Central Plains may not be able to successfully climb the rocky mountain in their hands. One man can really block it and no one can break it. There are warriors guarding the valley. How did He Lianzheng and the others get in without anyone noticing?

With such tight security, He Lianzheng would not be able to break in, but since he did, it means that He Lianzheng is not easy to mess with. If he really goes crazy and breaks the rules of the Golden Alliance regardless of the consequences, he will die. Even if you have to drag a few people to support you, you will only consider yourself unlucky.

In the final analysis, rules are set by people. Rules are always meant to be broken by violence. When rules meet those who do not follow them, it is nonsense.

"Ignorant boy, who are you scaring!" Lu Zan, the leader of the Canglang Tribe and a good friend of Hongjile, yelled, "This is Wanya Bing Valley. Outside the valley, there are ten guards with a total of 30,000 troops. Inside the valley There are also thousands of guards. If you want to die with us, you have to see if you are qualified!"

He Lianzheng put his hands on his knees and stared at Luzan without saying a word. His eyes were truly like a wolf in the dark night, making Luzan tremble unconsciously.

"Boom."

Just as He Lianzheng stared at Luzan with a fierce glare, which made Luzan unable to sit still and forced himself to look stern and angry, the tent was completely silent. Everyone was trying to smooth things over, and when Hongjile rolled his eyes and was about to speak, there was an explosion. Loud noise.

It was like Gonggong crashed into the mountain, Ao Guang overturned the sea, and the battle between the gods in the nine heavens turned the world upside down. The whole ground shook violently, knocking several clan leaders sitting on the ground to the ground.

"What's going on!" Hongjile exclaimed before a figure flashed at the entrance of the tent, and a guard rushed over with a face full of panic, shouting: "No - landslide, landslide, landslide, landslide..."

A shiny hand covered with gold rings pushed him away, and laughed and said: "Jin Peng's men are fools, they can't even speak clearly, Beng Beng Beng Beng, what the hell, she's still a concubine I will draw the curtain myself so that you adults can see clearly."