Chapter 1708 (1/2)

Kulun looked at it and found that there were two people standing not far down the river.

In the dark, coulon couldn't see who the man was, but saw his son's body robbed, and all the resentment and despair burst out.

”Who are you?” Kulun rushed like a shell, holding a machete in his hand. ”Dare to move my son, I want your life.”

However, the expected scenario of cutting the man in half did not happen. Coulon's wrist was suddenly held by someone, and a powerful force that could not resist came, which made him unable to step forward or backward.

Kulun raised his red eyes to a boy with a ferocious scar on his face.

The young man was wearing a big red dress, with black hair like ink, flying gently, and a pair of cool eyes shining in the night.

Kulun struggled several times, but did not break free from the shackles of the youth. He turned to look at his son's body.

In the dim light, a girl kneels beside her son, turns her eyes and touches her neck.

”Who are you?” ”You're not from our tribe? Where are you spies from? ”

Kulun said that he was about to pick up the bone whistle hanging around his neck to sound a warning, but before he touched the bone whistle, he was gently plucked by the young man.

The bone whistle fell on the grass, and Cullen was still unable to move.

”Unknown, tell him to shut up and don't disturb me.”

Coulon, who still wanted to shout at the top of his voice, was choked by someone. He blushed and wanted to shout, but his eyes were cold and heartless, even smiling.

The master of those eyes told him clearly that if he dared to make a sound, he would die.

Kulun's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked anxiously and panic at the direction of the tribe and his son.