Chapter 113

Death?

Zhao Xin heard the jeers and murmured.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a sneer of sarcasm.

Slowly opened his mouth and said: "do you want the spirit of the family?"

Boom——

A hurricane suddenly, everyone was shocked, looking at the scene in front of him.

Big tree is only a few millimeters away from Zhao Xin's head. If it slows down by one second, his head will be blasted by big tree.

Everyone's got their heart in their throat.

Peony stopped and looked at the scene in shock.

Why did trolls stop?

It's true that Zhao Xin is at the end of the storm, but it doesn't mean he doesn't have the strength of the first World War.

"I'm not blind. What do I see?"

"The cruel and murderous Troll stopped?"

"Who can tell me what happened? Is the troll taking the wrong medicine? "

Everyone was surprised and at a loss. There was even a man with a runny nose and was blown by the wind.

The troll looked at the human under the tree, and there was a deep color of horror in his eyes.

This human actually knows the spirit of the clan!

Since the war in ancient times, almost 90% of the ethnic groups have lost their spirit. Without their spirit, they have lost their luck. Without their luck, the race will only gradually decline and withdraw from the big stage full of ethnic groups.

Some powerful races are becoming weaker and weaker without their spirits, and the human beings who do not need their spirits can rise rapidly.

As one of the fifteen royal families in ancient times, the trolls lost their spirit, and their strength became lower and lower.

If he didn't lose his soul, how could he survive in such a humble place as ghost prison mountain range.

The war has passed for tens of thousands of years. Except for some super old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, no one knows about the spirit of the clan.

Zhao Xin's voice was very low, only he heard.

The troll took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Xin's resolute and cold eyes, raised his head and roared.

A wave of invisible pressure spread out, and the onlookers around them felt a sinking of heart, and some of the weaker ones directly spewed out black blood.

"No, the troll's gone. Run!"

"Run."

"Big brother, that man?"

"You're stupid. Can you beat a troll? This man will die all the time. Let him live one day today, but we still have one month

When the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, all the people who were lurking to pick up bargains left here.

It's not easy for trolls to get angry.

"Say it, man. You know everything." The troll put down the tree in his hand and spewed words.

Peony looked at the troll in surprise, shocked words can't say.

I've never heard that Warcraft can spew words, and the nine level monsters can only communicate with each other in spirit, but can't spew words.

In front of her, the troll was only six steps, so she was not surprised.

This troll is also famous in the ghost prison mountain range. Everyone knows it, but I haven't heard that it can speak human language.

Zhao Xin's mind moved, and his scarlet sword turned into a streamer and disappeared into his body.

"Is that how the royal family entertains guests?" Zhao Xin said with a smile.

Although he was smiling, he was scared. He was gambling just now.

If you lose, your brain will be spilt on the spot.

The back is slightly cool and sweats.

Troll looked at Zhao Xin and peony and said in a deep voice, "how much do you know?"

"How much do you want me to know?"

"You... Come with me!"

The troll was angry at first and then calmed down.

Zhao Xin nodded, handed peony a best healing peony, motioned to follow him.

Peony took the pill and took it. He adjusted his breath to keep up with Zhao Xin.

After the trolls turn left and right and wander around the forest, they come to a hidden cave gate.

"Come in!"

The troll opened the cover of the hole, revealing a big hole.

Zhao Xin and peony enter the cave. The cave is very shallow. They walk past in a few steps, but just walk out of the cave, there is a strong white light.

White light flashed, Zhao Xin opened his eyes, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Scattered tall houses, a few Troll children playing in the paddy field on the ridge, and some trolls planting crops, are just like a paradise.

Moreover, the environment here is totally different from that in the ghost prison mountains. The sky in the ghost prison mountains is always light red, as if washed by blood.

And here the sky is blue, a vibrant environment, is completely two worlds.

Walking behind the troll, there are trolls greeting the troll in front of him all the way, which is very respectful.

Some trolls noticed them, but they just ignored them.

There are even a few Troll kids following them all the time, as if they are curious about alien races.

The troll took both of them into a wooden house.

"Come on, how can you know the spirit of the clan? What do you mean by that?"

The troll sat down and said straight to the point.

"Family spirit?"

Peony smell speech, doubt of see to Zhao letter.

Zhao Xin shrugged: "my name is Zhao Xin, your future master."

As soon as the voice fell, the troll's face changed greatly and said angrily, "humble human, if it wasn't for you, it would have a little effect on me. You would have died here long ago."

"Oh? Let me die here, who gave you the courage to say so? "

Zhao Xin asked in a strange way. Before his voice fell, his figure moved and his figure disappeared.

The next moment, however, the troll's face changed slightly. The immortal eating sword was on his neck. Zhao Xin didn't know when he would jump to his head.

"Just to confuse the audience, do you really think I'm not your opponent?"

Zhao Xin said with a playful smile.

A voice full of banter lingers in the troll's ear.

The troll was surprised, but then said with a smile: "I, the troll family, will not surrender because someone puts a weapon around their neck."

After that, he took a light sip of the tea cup on the table.

"Kill me, if you can walk this place, you might as well have a try."

"Ha ha... It must be my great honor to have you as my staff. The king of trolls, the only surviving royal clan leader in ancient wars. "

Zhao Xin steps gently, put away the immortal eating crazy knife and return to the original position.

"How much do you know?"

The troll's face changed slightly, and he probably guessed the limit of human knowledge in his heart, but he didn't expect that even he knew about it.

A wary look flashed in his eyes, and the atmosphere in the room seemed to be breeding a sense of extreme suffocation.

Zhao Xin picked up the teacup bigger than the washbasin, took a sip and said with a smile, "surrender or die!"

"You don't live long, do you? If you are seriously injured, use your accomplishments to suppress the injury. Your strength is getting lower and lower. Now you've reached level 6. If you're right, you still have a life span of 180 years at most

After a word, the troll can no longer keep that calm look, instead of panic and constant shock.

What does this 20-year-old know? Is he also a great power who survived the ancient war?

But it's not like it at all. There's no smell of being taken away, and there's no problem with soul perception.

"If you die, where will your thousands of people go? Once you die, they will be discovered in less than ten years, that is to say, more than 100 years later will be the day when your trolls will be exterminated. "

Zhao Xin continued.

But the peony on one side had already heard it. Although she didn't know a lot of it, it didn't mean she hadn't heard of it. Who knew who didn't.

The most important thing is to listen to the dialogue between them. What she did in front of her was the king of the troll family, one of the fifteen royal families in ancient times!