"Ha ha, you are welcome. I want you to come here to ask you some questions. If your answer can satisfy me, your tribe will be protected from the war by Yongfeng Kingdom and be able to recuperate. "

Zhao Fengnian sat down to himself and directly offered his own conditions.

After listening to Zhao Fengnian's words, Wei Yuhan finally calmed down.

My current tribe is on the brink of extinction, and I came here because of this.

It can be said that the fate of his tribe is now completely in the hands of the young king in front of him. If he wants the tribe to continue, he must rely on this man.

Now there are only two people in the room, i.e., myself and the man in front of me. I can see that this person is not very old, and his strength should not be different from himself.

You may be able to control each other with your own strength, but

Think of here, not rain culvert look changeable.

But the people of his tribe are all in the hands of others. Holding him by himself has no effect on the survival of the tribe.

Zhao Fengnian sat on a simple chair, looking at the uncertainty in front of him, holding his hands together, sometimes tight and sometimes loose, his face was cold.

With Zhao Fengnian's perception ability, how can we not guess the idea of not rain culvert at this time?

Heart cold hum, "hum! It's really a toast without eating or drinking. It's because you don't know your current situation! "

Then, Zhao Fengnian divided dozens of Lingli silk threads, and in an instant, he went toward the rain culvert.

But not rain Han only felt a burst of pressure, and then felt that his head scarf had no wind automatically, and flew directly from his head.

"Ah A cry of surprise never sounded from the mouth of the rain culvert.

Then not rain Han that beautiful face was exposed in the air, and Zhao Fengnian's eyes.

Zhao Fengnian, who wanted to give weiyuhan a strong hand and let this woman who didn't know the sky and earth to see his own strength, was stunned.

Oh, my God, this is such a beautiful face, just like a person coming out of the painting.

Contrary to Zhou Bing's coldness and beauty, his face without rain gives people a kind of affinity, just like a fairy falling to the earth.

Wei Yuhan's face is white, eyes are not too big, thin eyebrows, high nose, and plump lips.

He has long flaxen hair with curly hair, and the unique exotic features of prairie people.

Zhao Fengnian was shocked by the sudden and thrilling beauty, so that he stood on the spot.

At this time, Wei Yuhan has reflected that he knows that the man in front of him, who is about his age, is even more powerful than himself and has reached the realm of spiritual control.

Although not rain culvert's scarf looks loose, as if the wind can fall.

But it's actually wrapped in a special way.

If you want to take it down, you can't do it with the strength of the wind.

In this camp, she and Zhao Fengnian are the only two people. Obviously, Zhao Fengnian is the one with strong spirit control realm.

For his own speculation, not Yuhan heart is also very shocked.

He was born good because of his aptitude. He also got the precious grass and wood inherited from the tribe.

Finally, he was so young that he entered the high level of spiritual guidance realm. But how did he do it?

But then he figured it out, since this man was called the Lord of the state.

That he has resources will not be less than his own, if so, than his own strength, that is normal.

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