Since Wu Yan had a deal with Yuan Xiaoyi, he said to Namil:

"We will not do the transaction of Han slaves for the time being. Lord Naomier please come back."

“Don’t do it anymore?”

Nammier suddenly showed an unhappy expression on his ugly face.

He has been obsessed with insulting and abused Chinese women recently, and it is the time to eat the marrow and know the taste.

Now Wu Yan suddenly told him not to sell, just like a person who is obsessed with gambling is not allowed to gamble.

How could this make Mir bear it?

Nan Mil said to Wu Yan in a bad tone:

"Wuyan, this tribe is the tribe of the head of the young master of Louban, and you can't cover the sky with one hand.

Even if the young clan leader is not in the tribe, my brother Nanlou will be on par with you.

Why can you decide not to sell slaves?”

Wu Yan smiled and said to Mir:

"I'm about to discuss this with Nanlou. You can go over and listen to it and see what he says.

For the sake of the young clan leader's plan, I believe that Nanlou will make the right choice.

If you are making trouble here, then the warriors in my village will be welcome."

Although Nanmil was a nobleman of Wuhuan, Wu Yan was not afraid of him at all.

There are tens of thousands of warriors in the village of the young clan leader, all of whom can fight.

It is hard to have the hundreds of tribes under Mir's command. It is not enough to fight to the more than 10,000 warriors to get stuck in their teeth.

For the sake of the Uncle, Wu Yan gave Uncle a three-point thin face.

Now this guy wants to be arrogant, so don’t blame yourself for not giving him face.

Nanmil's face turned red by Wu Yan's words, and he had to mutter:

"Then I'll ask my brothers, and see if you still do this business."

Wuyan took Namil and Yuan Xiaoyi to leave the area where Han slaves were imprisoned, leaving behind the terrifying Han women and dumbfounded people.

Looking at Yuan Xiaoyi's back as he left, tears flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you for your life..."

"If you have the chance, the little girl will definitely serve the young master next to you to repay the young master's great kindness."

"The little woman is willing to give herself to her, just hope she will meet the young master again."

Never look ugly, but his vision is still good.

The girls he selected were all beautiful and beautiful women.

If Yuan Xiaoyi knew that a few beautiful girls had such a high evaluation of him, he would probably be excited for a long time.

The men who were locked in an iron cage were also very surprised.

Zhang Ergou: "So this young master is really the king's nephew?"

A Zheng: "Then is fake? My son is a direct descendant of the Yuan family in Runan."

The black-faced man: "Oh my God! I was actually locked in a cage with the king's nephew.

If I had the chance to go out alive, this would be enough for me to brag about for the rest of my life!”

...

When Lou Ban and Su Puyan were in Shouchun, Wu Yan and Nanlou discussed and decided on all matters in the tribe.

How many people can dominate Wuhuan in the future are all brave and brave.

Therefore, Wu Yan talked about Yuan Xiaoyi's situation and Nanlou, Nanlou agreed to Wu Yan's strategy and persuaded his brother Nanmu to wait for a little longer.

Nanlou prepared a banquet in the tent to appease his brother who had not been able to get what he wanted.

They were afraid that Yuan Xiaoyi would starve to death, so they asked Yuan Xiaoyi to attend the banquet.

Yuan Xiaoyi had been hungry for two days. When he saw the food's eyes glowing green, he grabbed a roast lamb leg and chewed it all over his mouth.

When people are extremely hungry, everything is delicious.

This roasted lamb leg is definitely the most delicious meat that Yuan Xiaoyi has ever eaten in this life.

Since he was sitting at the same table for dinner, Wu Yan also squeezed out a smile and poured Yuan Xiaoyi a glass of wine.

"Little brother, have a glass of wine to quench your thirst."

Wu Yan's behavior seems to be a simple Wuhuan man.

But thinking of what they did, Yuan Xiaoyi shook his head secretly.

They don’t treat Han people as humans, and they are no longer different from animals.

Yuan Xiaoyi felt a sense of resentment for the three beasts in front of him.

Unfortunately, he did not have the invincible force of his uncle, otherwise he would have really wanted to kill these beasts now.

Although he hated Wu Yan and the other three in his heart, in order to save his life, Yuan Xiaoyi still had to slander a few people.

He put down the lamb leg in his hand and drank the muddy wine in his cup.

"hiss…"

I don’t know how Wuhuan’s turbid wine was made, it’s not very good and has a little sweet taste.

Another leader in the village saw Yuan Xiaoyi having a turbid wine directly, and laughed:

"good!

The little brother is indeed generous and deserves to be from the Yuan family of Runan.

Come on, let’s have another drink!”

Yuan Xiaoyi naturally refused everyone. With his outstanding emotional intelligence, he formed a group with several Wuhuan leaders, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually became warmer.

After three rounds of drinking, Yuan Xiaoyi finally got full.

He patted his stomach, and his fullness made him temporarily forget his concerns about the future.

At this time, I suddenly heard the noise outside and the shouts of killing gradually sounded.

Nanlou suddenly looked terrified and his drunkenness went a little.

"What happened? Why are there shouts of killing outside the tent?"

Wu Yan gritted his teeth and said:

"It must be that Tadun saw that the young patriarch's power has expanded too quickly in the past two years, so he couldn't help but act first!"

Nanlou nodded suddenly. Apart from the attack of Tadun, he couldn't think of anyone else who could cause such a big riot to the tribe.

"What a thief, Da Shanyu is not dead yet, he can't wait!"

"When the young clan leader comes back, we must contact the various divisions to execute Tadun, a wolf-like ambitious man!"

Wu Yan pulled out the scimitar from his waist and said to Nanlou and Nanmu:

"Now you have to go out and gather the warriors to repel Tadun's attack before you can talk about anything else!"

Several people were holding sharp blades and were about to leave the tent, but the door to the tent was opened.

A middle-aged man in black walked in.

This person has a slender figure, a cold face, a bulging forehead, and neat short beards.

The black robe on her body is automatically windless, as if it is integrated with the night, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

A blood-red wolf tooth mark was embroidered at his neckline.

The sword in the man in black was sharp and slender, with a little cold light, emitting a heart-pounding and dangerous aura.

The fangs of the Greedy Wolf, the leader of the Anthracite!

Sword Saint King Yue!

Wang Yue glanced at the few people like lightning, and said lightly:

"It turns out that the thief chiefs in the village are drinking and having fun here, which has saved a lot of trouble."

Although Wuyan and Nanlou are some of Wuhuan's warriors, their strength is still very different from that of Wang Yue.

Facing Wang Yue, they naturally felt fear in their hearts, just like ants facing gods.

The few people dared not move at all.

Wang Yue was not in a hurry to take action, but he exuded a sense of oppression in the half-step path realm, which made several people unable to bear it.

"ah!

I'll fight you!"
Chapter completed!