Chapter 3015

"Am I wrong?"

Johanson looked at the direction of the group of people in the wilderness in shock, and said in a stupidly subconscious way.

"No, I can't read it wrong!"

He watched the landing dragon carefully, identified it again and again, and finally determined that he was not wrong.

He once went to luochaguo with Tianlong. He also fought side by side. He confirmed that he had not read wrong. The guy standing in the front of the team was Lu Tianlong.

"How could Lu Tianlong be with these alien races?"

A question arose in Johansen's mind. He had just heard the cry of the people opposite him. The group of people coming were from the desolate race, and they must also be the alien race in the land of punishment.

But why is Lu Tianlong with them?

What's more, seeing Lu Tianlong talking to another man around him, he looks familiar, isn't he

Did Lu Tianlong rebel?

Johanson's eyes widened and he was startled by his conjecture.

But the next second, he immediately denied this speculation. It is impossible. It may be possible for other people to betray the ancient clans in the world, but Lu Tianlong will never.

What's more, people who came back from Longcheng said that Lu Tianlong went to the place of punishment and returned safely. He agreed with the holy family that he would not be allowed to attack the ancient city within one month.

"But what is the matter?"

"What the hell is Lu Tianlong doing?"

"Since it is impossible to betray the ancient clans in the world, how can they be together with the alien tribes in the land of punishment?"

Johnson was puzzled by the fact that there were no answers to questions raised in Johnson's head.

"Roar!"

"Here comes our helper. Today we are going to break through your city of Lihuo!"

On the other side, the master of the Abel clan yelled at Johansen. The arrival of the barbarians greatly boosted the morale of this guy. Now he is obviously more energetic than before.

"Break us from the city of fire? Bah, I'll do it first! "

In the face of the other party's provocation, Johnson can only put Lu Tianlong's affairs aside and deal with the guy in front of him.

"Come and fight!"

"Fight, fight!"

Two people almost at the same time issued a roar, directly to the other side.

"Bang bang bang!"

They are surging around the ancient power collision, again issued a dull sound and burst sound.

The strength of the two men is between Bozhong, and neither of them can take the upper hand. They have been fighting for a long time without winning or losing. Judging from the current situation, they should still not be able to win or lose for a while.

Just as they were fighting, Lu Tianlong and desert were at the forefront, leading nearly 2000 people of the barbarians to the forefront of the battle.

However, they kept a little distance from the tens of thousands of the Abel people, and seemed to despise the company of the Abels.

"Pedaling, pedaling, pedaling!"

As soon as they arrived, a figure appeared among the Abels, coming towards this side quickly.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties. He looks very strong and his eyes are especially bright.

"Hello, friends of the barbarians, I am saiah, the leader of the Abel tribe."

This middle-aged man is the leader of the Abel people!

"Oh, I'm a desert."

The desert looked at him and replied faintly.

"Lord desert, I don't know that there is a sedan chair behind..."

Saiya, the leader of the Nabo tribe, also saw that the desert should be the pioneer of the wasteland, but the real leader of this team should be in the red sedan chair behind.

"That's our wife."

Once again, the desert opens its mouth.

Ma'am?

Hearing his words, Lu Tianlong, standing next to him, was stunned. He had wanted to ask about the identity of the woman in the sedan chair before, but after thinking about it, he still did not ask, for fear that it would arouse suspicion.

It is not until now that the one sitting in the sedan chair behind is actually the wife of the famine clan.

But what lady is it? Who is her man?

"Madame of the leader of the famine clan?"

Saiya, the leader of the Abel tribe in the opposite area, obviously knows more than Lu Tianlong. When he hears the answer from the desert, he stares at him with a trace of panic in his eyes.

The wife of the leader of the barbarians!

He said the identity of the women in the sedan chair, which was beyond Lu Tianlong's expectation, and turned out to be the wife of the leader of the famine clan.

That status should be like the wife of the saint leader, that is, the mother of Princess Diya, who is the leader wife of the super ethnic group in the land of punishment!

"Hello, madam."

In response, the Abel leader bowed respectfully in the direction of the red sedan chair.

"Hum."

From the sedan chair came a cold hum, which seemed to disdain to answer with words.

The leader of the Abel clan did not dare to have any opinions. After a glance at the red sedan chair, he quickly withdrew his eyes and set his eyes on Lu Tianlong."What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes?"

Seeing the leader of the Abel family staring at himself, Lu Tianlong raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly.

"You..."

When he said this, he made the leader of the Abel tribe stupid, and then seemed to be angry.

Anyway, he is the leader of the Abel people. Now he is said to be a dog's eye. This is the greatest insult to him!

But the anger turned to anger. Saiya, the leader of the Abel tribe, did not dare to vent his anger directly, because he thought Lu Tianlong was also a member of the desolate people. How could he retort boldly in front of his wife?

"Lord desert, are you rude to me

The chief of the Abel tribe also looked at the desert and spoke more easily. He turned his head and began to speak with dissatisfaction.

"What do you say?"

Listening to the leader of the Abel tribe, Lu Tianlong did not want to speak in the desert.

With a stare in his eyes, he stepped forward before the big stride. He swung his arm like lightning and slapped it directly on the guy's face.

All of a sudden, Lu Tianlong's speed was too fast. Saiya, the leader of the Abel tribe, didn't react to it or dodge to it. He was beaten by this slap. He turned around and almost fell down.

"You, you, you, you, the barbarians are deceiving too much!"

Even if he was afraid of the strength of the barbarians, Saia, the leader of the Abel clan, could not help getting angry.

In front of tens of thousands of clan members, this guy slapped him directly, which is unforgivable.

"Even if you are a desolate tribe, how can you publicly humiliate me? Are you afraid that I will go to the Holy Family and ask the holy family to give me an explanation?"

He angrily looked at Lu Tianlong and the desert, biting his teeth and growling in a low voice.

"Not afraid!"

Seeing his gnashing teeth, the desert felt a little funny. He looked at the head of the Abel nationality in front of him and shook his head seriously.

"Because it's not our barbarians who beat you, but the patrol agent of the holy people, Mr. Tyson."

"Ah?"

"He, Mr. Tyson, the saint's patrol agent?"

Hearing the words of the desert, the leader of the Abel tribe was so stupid that he couldn't believe looking at Lu Tianlong.