The Heavens: Start from Panlong to gain the favorability of the protagonist

Chapter 143

Colette nodded in satisfaction, and praised in her heart, a woman does not give way to a man.

"Yun Qing!"

Colette shouted, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and a scream was heard in the air, resounding through the sky.

Haiweier and the others felt that the sky was beginning to darken.

Qingtian Yunpeng landed on the ground with one wing spread out on the ground.

This is a road paved with feathers.

Colette could have taken them to fly up, but for the first time, he finally decided to let them go up by themselves, symbolizing that they will never return, and also symbolizing their will to never regret.

Haiweier and Hailier are both intelligent people, and they instantly understood what Colette was thinking.

The two of them took one step after another until they climbed onto the back of Qingtian Yunpeng.

Qingtian Yunpeng raised his head and let out a long cry. Colette lightly jumped, also came to the back, and patted it, "Take off, just like before, fly eastward, and you decide when to stop."

The wings flapped, sand and rocks flew from the ground instantly, and strong winds blew up.

In an instant, a white mark crossed the sky, and Qingtian Yunpeng had long since disappeared.

Half a year later, Colette and his party came to a prairie.

"This is the grassland, it's really endless."

Hai Lier took a deep breath, opened her arms, and enjoyed the breeze, "I feel the breath of life."

This look has the taste of a magic stick.

After these few months, Haile and Haile are no longer the little girls they were when Colette first met.

Their magic progressed very quickly, firstly because of the help of the Heart of Elements, and secondly, unlike Colette, who practiced both magic and martial arts, they also practiced all magic.

Now, they have entered the fourth level of magician, and they have the initial strength to protect themselves.

But in Colette's view, it is far from enough. In his eyes, the initial power of self-protection must start with a seventh-level magician.

Not long after walking, suddenly there was an earthquake in front, which was the sound of galloping horses.

What appeared in front of them was a group of arrogant people with bare breasts.

Each of them has more or less scars on their bodies, and most of their weapons are machetes.

"Stop!"

The leader of this group of people raised his hand, and those who followed immediately tightened their horse ropes. After the group of horses roared, the movement began to quiet down.

"You are outsiders, what are you doing in our prairie?"

Colette laughed and said: "We are ascetics who have traveled the world, why do you think we are here!"

"court death!"

A tough man couldn't understand Colette's attitude towards the leader's conversation. He rode forward, raised his machete and slashed vigorously, showing no sign of holding back his hand.

It seems that the folk customs here are really tough!
At this time, Youyou in Colette's arms jumped out and directly stepped on the face of the attacker.

He didn't have time to react, an irresistible force stepped him off the horse.

Youyou didn't land on the ground, she did a backflip with an elegant posture, landed firmly on Colette's shoulder, and let out a "meow".

The leader's pupils shrank, and he said in his heart that this monster was not easy, and the speed was so fast that even he could not dodge it just now.

He laughed heartily: "What a powerful monster. You can conquer such a monster. You are truly a strong man."

"Our prairie welcomes all strong people."

The people behind waved their scimitars and shouted loudly, like a welcome ceremony.

"My name is Ke Dao. Dear strong man, we still have something to do, so let's take the first step!"

Colette nodded slightly, and said loudly with the carving knife: "Today we must conquer the Dar tribe. It is God's affirmation for us to meet strong men from afar."

"Today, we will win!"

After finishing speaking, the carving knife continued to lead the people forward, and the sound of galloping horses gradually faded away.

The corner of Colette's mouth raised slightly, and he whispered: "Interesting, he is a good leader."

Hai Lier was puzzled: "Just let them go like this?"

"The people here are strong and strong. If you are strong, they will respect you. If you are weak, you will only be bullied."

"So it's nothing."

"It's really a blatant law of the jungle!" Hailier sighed with emotion.

"Okay, let's move on."

In the Far East Prairie, there are violent tribes led by Ke Dao, and there are also enthusiastic tribes.

But hospitality is one thing, and if any rules of their tribe are violated, they will also turn into furious warriors.

Because of the ever-changing, their sturdy nature has not changed!

The Chamuer tribe is a relatively large tribe on the Far East Prairie. The leader and the two deputy leaders are all ninth-level fighters.

Colette and the others are here as guests. Colette has a big tent by herself, and the Havel sisters live in the same one.

When Colette and the others first arrived, the Chamuer tribe warmly welcomed them, but they did not give them any special treatment.

But that night happened to be the once-a-month bonfire party, and people from all tribes were divided into dozens of waves, setting up bonfires one by one, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

Everyone was full of enthusiasm, singing and dancing, and the singing with unique flavor resounded through the sky.

Colette and the others were invited to the largest bonfire as guests, that is, the group composed of leaders, important figures of the tribe, and family members.

After the singing and dancing, it is the home of the tribal warriors. This is the best moment for them to express themselves, win the attention of the leader, and admire the tribal women.

And the lowest level fighters who can play are seventh-level fighters, so watching them fight is generally not boring.

Colette and the others thought they were just spectators, but after an eighth-level warrior won, he invited Colette to fight.

Colette pointed at herself with an innocent face: "I'm not from your tribe, so it's not good to challenge me."

The leader of Chamuel, Kirk Hill, smiled and said: "Guests from afar, our Chamuel rules, at the bonfire dinner, if the winning fighter wants to continue fighting, then they have the right to choose everyone present, Even I, the leader, have to obey."

"This is an ancient rule. I hope the guest will not refuse."

Although Kirkhill had a smile on his face, behind the smile was a tough attitude.

Colette sighed helplessly, "Don't blame me if you get hurt!"

"Duels are extremely sacred in our prairie. Even if you die in a duel, the family members of the deceased must not do anything to the winner, because this is not allowed."

"So that's it, I understand, then I'll go up and play."

Colette smiled slightly, got up, and went on stage.

"I heard that there are many strong people outside the grassland. Since the guest has cultivated so hard all the way, his strength must not be weak."

The eighth-level warrior Carlo said slowly, "But in my heart, the ones on my grassland are the real strong ones, who have passed the test of blood and fire."

"Oh oh oh~"

"well said!"

The people around let out a howl and seemed extremely excited.

Colette smiled and didn't speak. Actual actions are more convincing than words at this time.

He stretched out his right index finger and hooked it towards the opposite side.

That slightly slanted smile and plain eyes were full of contempt.

Carlo's veins protruded, his face was full of rage, and with a blink of an eye, he came to Colette, waved his huge fist, and punched Colette in the front.

Colette raised his hand calmly, and pressed a finger against the furious fist. The moment of contact, a wave of air rippled around.

Carlo's whole body stopped suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

He felt that what he was facing was a mountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push it forward!
"Proud, powerful steppe warrior, that's it?"

(End of this chapter)