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Two hundred and seventy-six see through

I don’t know what he was thinking, but after a full stick of incense, he nodded faintly to Ruomuli and said, “Bring someone to see me.”

Ruomuli was still immersed in excitement. He never expected that Wen Feng could do this, turn defeat into victory and do so beautifully. He was really a rare talent. He heard his father say this, and quickly got off the stage, walked to Wen Feng, patted his shoulder and praised: "Good look! You really didn't disappoint me. It's really good look! Let's go! I'll take you to see my father!"

Wen Feng exhaled, and saw Ruomuli rushing forward excitedly, he thought for a moment and said softly: "I have a few friends..."

Ruomuli turned around and realized that his friend must have been from Wang Ting, and frowned a little, but thinking that he had reported to his father that this person was from Wang Ting, and he liked this person's martial arts very much, he finally nodded: "Let's come together."

Wen Feng glanced at Chu Tingchuan. Chu Tingchuan had already walked up to him and asked him, "Is the injury serious?"

When they were in the capital, they had a mediocre relationship, but when they arrived on the grassland, they were a little vague, although their age difference was not that big.

Wen Feng shook his head, held back the tremor in his chest, suppressed the bloody smell in his throat, and said lightly: "You can still withstand it. Aqiongsang recognizes me. He has seen me before."

It doesn't matter if others have never seen him, but how could these patriarchs not recognize him?

At that time, Banerda was not in the Fire Trunks, otherwise Banerda could have seen his identity at a glance.

He recognized him from the second game, but he waited until now. Wen Feng knew in his heart that this proved that Aqiongsang was not completely resistant to them.

Their chance is still very high, and he cannot lose by taking advantage of this opportunity.

Aqiongsang grew up in a wolf pack and had no high requirements for life, so his tent was not very gorgeous, but it was large. As soon as he entered, it seemed a little empty. Ruomuli led them in, and while he was still excited, "Don't worry, right? My father is not afraid of anyone? You are so capable, as long as you are willing to stay in the Gesang tribe? My father will definitely not treat you badly? Even if he is the Grand Master, he will not cause trouble for you."

He would say such things because Thelchi is having a quarrel with his younger brother now? Everyone knows that they are fighting hard, and who has the time to take care of their affairs.

The followers in front of him all laughed.

The atmosphere was very lively? It was not until Aqiongsang changed his clothes? Ruomuli brought them forward to introduce them.

But Aqiongsang raised his hand and interrupted his son, and said to him coldly: "Do you know who he is?"

Ruomuli turned around and looked at Wen Feng, and then looked at his father, thinking that his father must have a deep meaning? But he really couldn't figure out what the deep meaning was for a while? He thought about it after a while, but he still couldn't remember the person he knew, so he shook his head hesitantly.

A Qiongsang's eyes showed some disappointment, but he didn't say anything else. He just ordered all the slaves serving in the tent to retreat cleanly? Then he turned his head and looked at Wen Feng coldly for a while.

Ruomuli realized that the atmosphere was wrong, and before he could say anything? Aqiongsang suddenly said, "Why is the king here? Shouldn't you be with the Living Buddha now?"

When the Xinwang had a dispute with the Grand Master on the battlefield, it was no secret that the two had a disagreement? Everyone who was interested knew that the Xinwang was forced by the Grand Master to escape and escape to the Living Buddha.

Many people are also waiting for the attitude of the living Buddha.

But after waiting for a long time, I haven't waited for it? Everyone gradually forgot about the matter of the new king. After all, there are many new things every day? For example, the head of the Volcanic tribe gets married, the original alliance, and the current fierce battle.

Arqiongsang almost forgot about this new king.

He thought that he was just a young boy. They were too proud of this new king. He calculated that the new king had no other trump cards except the Wang Jun of the 30,000 Tiger Division of the Wang Court.

But even the Wang Jun and the New King could not be kept.

After all, Wang Jun has been controlled by the uncle who came out of nowhere in the new king.

The new king really wants nothing.

Aqiongsang thought he would run back to the Central Plains, and no matter how bad he was, he should wander on the grassland, or hide under the protection of the living Buddha for the rest of his life and never come out again.

Although the Living Buddha may not be able to justify his name, it is not uncommon to save his life.

But unexpectedly, the new king appeared in this way - he came openly and took the personal guards of the Fire Trunk tribe, using the name of the leader of the Fire Trunk tribe.

This is really confusing. Since he comes from the Fire Trunk tribe, now the Fire Trunk tribe is fighting against the Silver Wolf tribe. Is there any of his work here?

Is there such a coincidence in this world?

He doesn't believe it.

Since it is impossible to be so coincidental, everything must have its own rules.

Ruomuli was already shocked, and he never expected that the brave and cunning person in front of him would be the new king!

He glanced at his father and finally understood why his father had always been so concerned about this young man and even had to intervene in the competition.

So that's it, it turns out that he recognized the identity of the new king from the beginning.

Ruomuli was a little unbelievable.

He had heard that the new king was very young, and even when his father called him a little boy, he didn't expect that the new king was even younger than him.

So small, he actually has such good skills.

No wonder Telchi saw him as a thorn in his eyes.

He sighed a little.

Wen Feng had already stepped forward to give A Qiongsang a grassland greeting and called him uncle.

Aqiongsang and the King of Grassland are of the same generation. Wen Feng's uncle's call is not a loss. Aqiongsang felt calmly and asked bluntly: "You are here to ask me to send troops to reinforce the Fire Trunk Division, right?"

Wen Feng did not hide his sternness and responded decisively: "Now they are in a stalemate. As long as you are willing to send troops, you will definitely be able to seriously damage Thelchi's vitality."

Ruomuli was a little moved, and he had always hated the Silver Wolf tribe to the core, especially the father and son Tierqi and Baitu, who wanted to eat his flesh raw.

Now there is this opportunity in front of you...
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