"It turns out that Shang Wu and Shang Chuan chiefs are here. Welcome, welcome."

Just stepping onto the edge of the Red Eagle tribe’s resident, a group of people greeted him. The leader was a middle-aged strong man. Seeing the group of Shangzhi tribe, he greeted him from a distance and smiled.

It's just that his smile doesn't make people feel cordial, but it makes his face even more awkward. If you are a little bit less timid, you can't help but feel the scalp tingling and the back of your spine.

What caused all this was a long scar across his face, from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the right mouth, dividing the nose and the whole face in two.

What's more serious is that I don't know whether he was not dealt with properly when he was injured, or what hurt him is special. The edges of the wound are uneven. At first glance, it looks like a big centipede is lying on his face.

With such a scar, no matter how good-looking he was originally, it will look a little more hideous. What's more, the appearance of a middle-aged man can’t be related to his good-looking appearance. .

Especially when he laughed, he pulled his face, and the horrible scar on his face also moved. With the unique shape of the scar, in a trance, it would give people a kind of living centipede crawling on his face. The illusion of movement.

"Winner, this is the leader of the Red Eagle Tribe, Eagle Wind."

After Shang Zhuang uttered the sound of the middle-aged man with a centipede-shaped scar on his face, he moved closer to Fengyun and lowered his voice to introduce Fengyun.

Feng Yun nodded and said nothing, but there was a weird look in the eyes of the scarfaced man.

After knowing the identity of the other party, Feng Yun couldn't help but think of his daughter and son. He had seen both of them, and they looked very good. Even before he crossed, it was more than enough to be a star.

However, looking at the appearance of the Scarfaced man, even if the horrible scar is removed and he is said to be a butcher or a bandit, ten out of ten people would believe it.

"This looks like a huge difference, isn't it? Isn't this the leader of the Red Eagle tribe Xi be a father?"

The more Feng Yun looked at the leader of the Red Eagle Tribe, the more weird he felt, and even a faint urge to laugh.

However, his expression suddenly faded, and the strange colors that loomed in his eyes and on his face disappeared without a trace.

I don't know if Shang Zhuang's voice when introducing Fengyun alarmed the leader of the Red Eagle tribe, or for some other reason, after greeting Shang Wu and Shang Chuan, he turned his attention to him.

Feng Yun knew very well how powerful the eyesight of the Metamorphosis Warrior was. Not to mention that they were not too far apart. Even if the distance was increased ten times, the leader of the Red Eagle tribe could clearly see the hair on his face.

Therefore, as long as there are any expressions in his eyes and on his face, even if it is more subtle, he can still see it.

Although Feng Yun doesn't believe that the opponent has the ability to see through people's hearts, but to transform the sensitivity of a warrior, if he does not restrain his expression, the opponent will definitely feel that something is wrong.

From a certain point of view, he is considered to have forged a beam with the other party, but he is not willing to deepen the contradiction between the two sides. He remembers the main purpose of his trip. For this, everything else should be temporarily Put it aside.

The gaze of the leader of the Red Eagle tribe did not stay on Fengyun for too long, and he quickly took it back. He was not a caring person, and did not doubt it. He would only think that he just accidentally saw Fengyun and did not look at the people in the Shang tribe. no difference.

Feng Yun didn't think so. Although the other party's eyes didn't stay on him for a long time, he could still feel the taste of scrutiny from it. Obviously, the other party had paid attention to him.

"Leader Eagle Wind, you come to pick us up personally. It's so polite, so polite."

When Shang Wu and Shang Chuan saw the leader of the Red Eagle tribe walking quickly, they also smiled and greeted each other, and the atmosphere seemed particularly harmonious.

If Fengyun hadn't experienced the Red Eagle tribe making things difficult for Shangzhi tribe, I'm afraid he would really think that the relationship between the two tribes is very good.

"Sure enough, those who can reach high positions are not ordinary people, even primitive people are no exception."

After seeing the performance of the heads of the two tribes, Feng Yun couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He originally thought that primitive people would be very direct, and the joy and anger in his heart would be reflected on his face, but it was not until this moment that he realized that he had guessed wrong. , The primitive man is much more complicated than he thought.

"Shang Wu, Chief Shangchuan, don't know what good things have been brought this time?"

After the two parties converged, Eagle Wind led the way while looking at the bimodal bulls with bulging backs, showing a very curious appearance.

"Leader Eagle Wind, this time you can rest assured, you will never be disappointed."

When Shang Chuan talked about the items he was going to exchange with the other party this time, he couldn't help but stand tall and seemed very confident.

"Really? Then I'll just wait and see. As long as things are good, I will never let you suffer."

A trace of surprise passed through Yingfeng's eyes.

His performance just now was more of a disguise, and he didn't really think that the tribe of Shang could bring him any surprises this time.

In the previous few transactions with the Shangzhi tribe, although the other party carried more types of items, they were all relatively ordinary and did not impress him too deeply, so he did not have much hope for this transaction. .

However, Shang Chuan's performance made him murmur in his heart: "Could it be that the tribe of Shang really brought something good this time?"

As a metamorphic warrior, and a metamorphic warrior who has completed a breakthrough long ago, he feels very keen and can feel that Shangchuan is really very confident this time.

"What exactly is the tribe of Shang bringing this time?"

Yingfeng couldn't help but glanced at the backs of the two-humped cows, but it was a pity that everything they carried was so tightly covered by animal skins that it was impossible to see what they had come.

However, he quickly turned his gaze back, pretending to look at Fengyun casually, and then a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and he asked Shangchuan next to him: "Chief Shangchuan, who is this? When you came last time, he didn't seem to be in the tribe, right?"

While asking questions, he pointed his finger at Fengyun.

"Leader Eagle Wind, you really have good eyesight. He was indeed not of our tribe before, but our tribe met while passing through the Flame Mountain. He was alone at the time, and after negotiation, he decided to join our tribe. He is now our tribe. One of them."

Shangchuan didn't even hit a knock, so he introduced Fengyun to Yingfeng.

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