Kill the remaining four wolf demons. Ye Ziheng takes out the inner elixir of the six wolf demons and the inner elixir of the six tiger demons killed before. These two things can be said to be the most valuable among them.
As for the corpses, ye Ziheng didn't care, so he asked them to stay there directly, and then went on the road,
after that, ye Ziheng walked for another five or six hours. He went to a stone, sat down, took out the road map, and studied it carefully.
"Another walk should take you to the next camp."
Ye Ziheng said, of course, the next camp he talked about is not Jeff's camp, but the camp that xianhemen disciples told him before he came.
Although there won't be any Chinese in that camp, ye Ziheng feels that he still needs to go there to have a look. After all, if there happens to be any missing disciples in tianxingmen, it's not necessarily.
So ye Ziheng followed the tips on the road map and slowly felt into the camp. However, as soon as he stepped in, ye Ziheng was treated badly.
He just walked in and before he could say anything, a man with a stick in his mouth suddenly came over and put the knife directly on ye Ziheng's neck.
"Take the knife away."
Ye Ziheng turned to look at the chakra people, with a chill on his face. But when the chakra people heard that ye Ziheng was speaking Chinese, they couldn't help laughing and began to speak loudly in poor Chinese.
"Chinese? Hahaha! It turned out to be a Chinese! Get down on your knees and call for Dad! "
A few chakras heard that ye Ziheng was a Chinese, and they all looked at ye Ziheng's head.
"Hey, don't go too far. How can you let him call dad? Can you tell Grandpa not to call him? Besides, don't kneel, just throw yourself to the ground. Hahaha! "
"The Chinese, is that the country that plagiarized the martial arts of our chakra country and then said it was invented by ourselves?"
"Oh, I also remember that they said that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, shennongyan emperor and Qin Shihuang were their people, and that Han Gaozu was their Chinese. It was shameless."
……
One by one, these chakra people spoke without stopping at all. What's more, they spoke in Chinese, but the Chinese was worse than the other.
Looking at their appearance, ye Ziheng couldn't help but feel sick.
"Put your knife down."
Ye Ziheng once again said that his tone was full of warnings to the chakras.
But the chakrans couldn't help laughing when they heard it.
"What's the matter? Are you angry, Chinese? Do you want to bite me? Ha ha ha ha! "
Then, the other chakras laughed together, and the kinkola people and the local people, all of them with a big look.
Ye Ziheng, however, never felt that he was a kind-hearted person. Since these people had to live with him, he would naturally teach them a lesson.
Then, he saw a silver light cut off, and all the people stopped laughing. The chakra man with a knife rest on ye Ziheng's neck, this time, was split in two by Ye Ziheng.