However, once this explanation comes out, I feel even more dissatisfied with convenience.

"I feel uncomfortable, so I'm here to participate in this grand event and fight here? You are deliberately looking for trouble for the Bozha Tribe."

Tribal event, this dragon event, to put it bluntly, is a battle event.

The tribe established its position through this grand event. The Bozha tribe previously gained resources through this grand event, thus establishing this position.

And when fighting, bringing a sick child with him, who do you look down on?

"Of course not." Naris shook his head and denied.

Although the other party's words were aggressive, he had no intention of conflict with him.

After all, this is the territory of the Bozha Tribe.

"You're going to say whatever you want on your face."

"Are you planning to throw this sick guy into the ring at the beginning of the event, and then die of illness on the ring, so that we can kill us?"

Naris frowned.

No one will remain indifferent when his son is insulted like this.

Listening to this smell of gunpowder, these people came to make trouble on purpose.

"Did you take advantage of other tribes and come to make trouble on purpose?" Naris said coldly.

In an instant, the faces of the two who came to make trouble suddenly changed.

What Naris said was naturally true, but what he said would be harmful to them.

Not to mention the ineffectiveness of doing things, the treasures obtained are enough to make those greedy tribe members take the blame, so they naturally will not admit that they will not admit it.

"What did you say? You are slander!"

"Don't talk nonsense. We are following the rules. You brought the sick guys yourself. You can't say that we asked you to bring them."

The two of them clearly acted like rogue.

Just when the conflict broke out here, Yoer's dragon eyes stared here.

He muttered, "So the way to find trouble is so simple."

After Yoer stared at him for a while, the two of them obviously also discovered this dragon eye.

"That dragon... is looking at us!" one of them shouted.

As long as those who have hunted know that when the dragon's eyes stare at you for a long time, there are only two situations.

One is to attack the people behind you; the other is to attack you.

The two were very nervous. Judging from Yole's body, there seemed to be no need to be afraid.

However, the movements caused by the dragon are completely different from those caused by the human being, and things will inevitably be big at that time.

No matter what the other party's ending will be, they will definitely not be able to escape punishment.

For this reason, they were ready to settle the situation.

"This is the dragon that your tribe controls. Take care of your dragon and go to the venue with us."

But Yoll was not going to do so.

His movement of stepping on the ground was like he was kicking his feet from the movement.

But this action was mixed with the magical attack he used.

Magic knocked two people to the ground.

Yoll's words followed.

"Why are you lying on the ground? You are disgusting me for being short, so you have to lower your posture and talk to me? It's too much! He actually said one of the things I hate the most!"

The people around him, even the other tribes landed in the distance, heard Yoll's voice.

The first feeling is, darn, this dragon is shameless!

It was clearly what you said.

"I am a poor dragon and a spiritually fragile dragon. I need some compensation to save my wounded heart."

Blackmail, explicit blackmail.

The two people who came to pick them up were completely confused.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"This is the Bozard Tribe, how dare you, a dragon, do such a thing?"

The two had no intention of surrendering to Joel.

So Yole said with a sad look on his face: "You also threatened me...my heart is hurt."

Although he said this verbally, Yoer acted revenge quickly.

The magic line wrapped around the two of them, and as they waved their claws up and down, they made them swing.

After a while, I stopped.

"I just said something, why did you become like this!" Yoer pretended to be stunned.

This black-hearted dragon!

We don’t know whether your heart is hurt, but we are physically injured and seriously injured.

The two men who had no time to talk or were unable to speak had to shake their heads with their bruised and swollen faces, indicating that they dared not.

"Now, you must be willing to lend me your wealth for a while, right?" said Yoll.

Narnia, who had just been sarcastic, has already passed away from her sickly appearance.

He said something angrily to the two who mocked him, "Actually, Lord Yoll is not an exaggeration at all. He will just borrow your treasures, and then think of ways to make the borrowed treasures your debts into your debts, and let you bear more than several times the amount of debts. The most important thing is that you can't escape his claws. He will stare at you all the time until the treasures are paid off."

The following words are naturally used to scare people.

However, the previous words actually happened to Narnia.

Yoll snapped his fingers.

Nabolu took out a bowl of good-looking dishes in a tacit understanding.

But when the two of the Bozard tribe saw, Narnia's face suddenly turned dark and even tried to escape.

"Well...I don't think your nutrition can keep up with the training courses, so add a meal," said Yoll.

Nabolu poured food into his nephew's mouth.

It seemed that the amount of dishes was not enough this time. Narnia did not faint, but just lay down next to her and made dry retching.

Naris looked silently, muttering, "Although it's a little unpalatable, my father is for your own good."

"Back to the point, you must be willing to lend me the treasure," said Yoll.

Witnessed Narnia's experience of becoming a sick person.

The two of them nodded quickly for fear that such a dish would act on their heads.

Just the moment the deal is concluded.

Someone is coming from the Bozha tribe.

The noise here is attracting attention.

“What happened here?”

The visitor was Banlocha's confidant general of the Bozha tribe, and Tours was also the second strongest man known as the Bozha tribe.

Although the reputation of the second generation is far inferior to that of the first, this does not mean that the strength of Toul Cong is weak. In fact, if his strength is not due to his relationship with the Waka Claw Tribe, he would be able to be the commander in many tribes. The dragon that Toul Cong controls is a giant dragon over 40 meters, which is enough to show his strength.

Seeing the visitor, the two people who had just been blackmailed, looked at Toul with sad expressions.

Tour also noticed the two of them obviously.

But the two of them were no longer in shape at this moment. He would not have recognized the patterns that belonged to the Bozard Tribe.

Being beaten so badly? Tour was never shocked.

"Who beat the people from the Bozard Tribe into such a look?"

The eyes of everyone around him could not help but focus on Yole.
Chapter completed!