dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The setting sun slanted.

If it weren't for the primitive people who were all very nervous because they were afraid of Hua Jiu's disaster, the scene of them carrying Chen Daji and others walking back would be very similar to the picture of "Returning from Hunting".

"Zhang Chao" has a profound morality, and the zombie has no sense, not to mention being tied up like this, even if he is strangled and hanged, he will not feel uncomfortable.

They don't care, but Chen Daji can't do it.

This guy was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, when did he suffer from this kind of crime.

After a while, my hands and feet were numb and dizzy, so I had nothing to say in order to distract myself.

"Oh, Ma Chaoer, where do you think we are going to carry these muscle sticks?"

"Won't you find a place to cook and eat directly?!"

"Zhang Chao" continued to pretend to be stupid.

"Chen, Boss Chen, you can't!"

"They don't dislike my smelly feet?!"

"Damn it!" Chen Dage was stunned when he heard the words, and realized for the first time that there are some benefits to having stinky feet...

Seeing that Zhang Chao was excluded from danger, Chen Daji hurriedly asked "Chang Baye" for help.

"Baye Baye, these big brothers are really going to cook us up in a while, you have to turn into a big grid!"

"That way...then maybe they will be full just by eating you, so the boss and I can take the opportunity to run away..."

In such a dangerous environment, Chang Baye just wanted to be a "quiet and beautiful bug" so as not to attract the attention of the enemy.

Although Chen Daji was fuming, he could only hum to himself twice, but did not dare to speak back.

Seeing that Master Chang ignored him, the restless Chen Dage began to try to communicate with primitive people.

Since it is communication, the first step is to imitate the other party's language.

So the guy cleared his throat, and began to howl like Tarzan the ape.

It may be that Chen Daji is too similar, or it may be that the "fools" have their own unique communication methods.

Anyway, after hearing Chen Dage's cry, the primitive man was taken aback for a moment, and then yelled at him suspiciously.

"Ow?!"

Chen Dage looked surprised and nodded again and again: "Oh, oh, oh!"

Baye Chang looked at it with novelty, and quietly asked Hua Jiu about it.

"Little, little mister, is the little bastard so smart? He has learned a foreign language in just a while?"

Although Hua Jiunan was extremely uncomfortable, he still maintained his mind with great perseverance.

Hearing this, he helplessly popped up the totem fire to connect to everyone.

In an instant, everyone could understand each other's language.

It turned out that the primitive man pointed at Chen Dage and said: Brothers, take a look, this little monster seems stupid!

As we all know: do not slap people in the face when you beat them, and do not expose your faults when you swear.

The words of the primitive people are like poking at Chen Daji's sore spot.

"..."

"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

"If you want to let Master Ji come down, we will fight you one-on-one!"

Hearing the little monster speak suddenly, it startled the group of giants.

But immediately after, the giant scolded by him was furious.

"Little monster, I, the number one warrior of the Kuteng tribe, 'Kugo Sanyili Stirner', accept your challenge!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a small pale bone knife, and cut off the branches tied to Chen Daji with two or three strokes.

The rest of the giants didn't stop when they saw this, but stopped and screamed around the two of them.

Apparently among the customs here, one-on-one duels between warriors are sacrosanct.

Chen Daji was originally a half-bad boy, and he was suffocated by being called a fool by the giant. He was not stage fright when he saw this, and he was eager to try his hands and feet that were bound and numb.

Seeing the huge difference in body size between the two sides, even if Chen Daji stood on tiptoe, his head would not be able to hit the heavy weight, Chang Baye couldn't help worrying about his good friend.

"Little, little bastard, you have to be careful!"

"Don't be careless and let people trample to death..."

Chen Daji has blind confidence in his own strength.

"Baye, don't worry, it's absolutely impossible!"

"Look at how we clean up this muscle stick!"

Yan Bi stretched out his hand and grabbed the tiger talisman on his chest, the general who defended the frontier of China and died without regrets returned instantly!

The dark wind howled, and the black flame horse appeared beside Chen Dage, neighing.

Under the shocked eyes of the primitive man, Chen Dage smiled and patted the black flame horse lightly.

"Old man, get down on the ground, we have short legs and can't jump up..."

The black flame warhorse looked disgusted, turned its head and grabbed the thing and threw it on its back.

Chen Daji "has no shame", Da Xia Longque pointed at the giant opposite.

"Hey, everyone is going to die soon!"