"We came here just to get something back! As long as we get the thing, we both will leave immediately, and we will never mention the location of this tribe to others!"

Qinghe's hands surrounded her chest and said calmly.

There was no trace of fear above his expression, and he was not scared by the form in front of him at all. "Things? Haha!"

After Tulimu was puzzled, two cold laughs came out from his throat, saying, "There has never been anything from others in my clan! As long as it reaches my clan's hands, it is something from my clan!"

Such a robber theory really made Qinghe speechless.

"So, if I can replace the patriarch of your tribe, then you all have to obey my orders?"

Qinghe smiled coldly and asked back quietly.

"You little girl dare to speak rudely! It seems that I have to teach you a good lesson!"

Tulimu held his hands in front of his chest angrily, and then his eyes became colder and he stared at Qinghe fiercely.

Then he ordered the other subordinates beside him and said, "If anyone can subdue this woman, I will leave this woman tonight to deal with it!"

When they heard such a good thing, their subordinates were ready to go. After all, the women in the barbarian tribe were exposed to the wind and sun all day long, and their skin was like black charcoal. How could they be as tender as Qinghe? Moreover, Qinghe's delicate figure had long been so tempting that they could not keep their saliva flowing out.

"Brother, brothers will take this kind of trivial matter!"

The eyes of the group of subordinates were circling on Qinghe's body one by one. After responding with laughter, they approached directly towards Qinghe.

Qinghe's eyes were curved into two crescent moons, and her fair face was filled with a faint smile, "It's really a group of guys who are not afraid of death! Since she has such courage, let's come over!"

The group of subordinates rushed towards Qinghe like hungry tigers.

However, Qinghe's body turned, and several strong winds suddenly flew behind him. The strong wind was like a sharp blade, and in just a moment, it hung all the subordinates out, falling to the ground one by one. The clothes made of animal skins had already been hanged on his body like cloth strips, and there was obviously traces of knife and axe chopping on his skin. Blood flowed out along the wound, and there was no more power to fight back.

After seeing the scene in front of me, Tulimu let out a contemptuous cold snorting in his breath and said sarcastically: "It's really ridiculous that this little bit of strength can dare to show off his skills in front of me!"

And just as he finished speaking, his body suddenly flashed forward, and in just a moment, he stood in front of Qinghe, and then he lifted his fist without saying a word and hit Qinghe.

And his iron fist, as big as a sandbag, was wrapped with Ling Han's fist wind, whistling and making people shudder.

Seeing this, Qinghe raised her arm and blocked her chest. She could only hear a muffled bang. The force of these fists was really not light, like a heavy hammer, which made Qinghe's arms hurt. Her feet retreated back several steps, and a little painful appearance was faintly revealed on her face.

He also did not expect that the strength of this guy Tulimu was above his expectations, and he was a little confused about how he could deal with such a guy for a while, and he didn't know if he could handle it easily.

"What are your damn skills now?"

Turim said mockingly.

"Then let you taste the power of my aunt's divine ring!"

Qinghe said coldly.
Chapter completed!