C273 (1/2)

”Sage, I can't help it. He's not a member of our tuerdo tribe, and he's so weak that our warriors will die!” Khan's face was unbelievable, and his voice was a little shrill.

But Lin Qiyuan gave a cold hum, and his powerful aura made him pale and paralyzed in his chair.

”Turdo tribe, am I the leader, or are you?”

This time, everyone was silent and did not dare to raise any objection.

Lin Nan picked to pick eyebrow, saw Lin Qiyuan to turn head apologetically to say: ”I didn't expect them to be so rampant.”

”Nothing. After all, they don't know anything about the warrior.” Lin Nan shook his head and didn't care.

After the meeting was dissolved, Lin Nan was assigned to spend the night in a small cave.

There is a tribal grass skirt and green juice on the side. It is said that they want to put this on their bodies to prove that they belong to the turdo tribe.

In addition, there is a stone spear, a bow and arrow. Every warrior who participates in the fight of life and death will be allocated, and Lin Nan is no exception.

He looked at the green juice in the bowl in distress. It's hard to wipe it off, not to mention the straw skirt. He could see the bottom egg with a little bigger step.

”Well, I can't help it. Do as the Romans do.”

Lin Nan sighed, took off his sportswear and put on the straw skirt. Then he put his bow and arrow on his back and held a stone spear. In a flash, he changed from a city man to a primitive aborigine.

However, the quality of the stone spear is not good. It is estimated that it will break with two strong swings. Lin Nan takes a fancy to the ring on his hand and misses the black scabbard more and more.

With Lin Nan's five elements, there are not many weapons that can support his strength.

It was late at night. Just as he was going to have an early rest, several uninvited guests broke into the cave.

Lin Nan eyes across a touch of cold, muscle taut, storage force ready to go.

The figures began to show their faces.

”Madden?” Lin Nan frowned.

The rest of them, whom he knew, were all candidates for the fight of life and death.

”What are you doing here?” Lin Nan light said: ”the sage should have told, everyone should have a rest early, to deal with tomorrow's fight for life and death.”

Madden disdained to curl his lips. ”It's too easy to kill the mengyahe tribe with my strength. You post menders don't need to play at all.”

”What are you here for?” Lin Nan said calmly.

”Ha ha, although I Madden will definitely win to the end, other people in the tribe are not as strong as me. I'm here to tell you that if it's time for the reserve to play, you'll be at the bottom.”

Madden said jokingly.

Lin Nan has no facial expression, ”are you worried about my safety?”

”Ha ha ha, don't be funny!” Madden disdained: ”the jungle fighting is very particular about tacit understanding and cooperation, where there are many trees, where there are wild animals, what terrain You have to keep it in your head, but you, an outsider, don't know anything

”It'll hold us back!”

Madden arrogantly looked at the people behind him, ”are you right?”

”That's right. I hope you don't interfere. It's a war between the Turks and the Mongolians.” Said a middle-aged man with a beard.

Then, the group left arrogantly.

Lin Nan shakes his head and lies down to sleep again. Even if Madden doesn't let him go to the bottom, Lin Nan will be the last one to appear.

Now he can't figure out the true strength of Sun God and Lin Qiyuan. It will be disadvantageous to expose his cards too early.