"stop!"

Zi shouted, holding the stone dagger in her hand backwards, and struck the back of Jiao's hand.

The stone knife came out of his hand.

But another voice sounded at the same time:

"stop!"

The sound came from heaven.

Everyone looked up.

A huge, blue and white dragon flew above everyone.

Hackron!

There are three more figures on the Hackron.

This is……

He Chen was overjoyed and shouted without hesitation: "Brother Xu! Brother Xu!"

It doesn’t matter whether he has recognized his elder brother before or not, let’s do it now.

Hold your thighs tightly.

This was the same Xu Heqiu and his group that He Chen met before! He Chen still remembered this huge Hackron.

"Huh?"

A confused voice came from Hackron, as if he didn't expect He Chen to be here.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

When everyone was looking at the beautiful, charming and powerful Hackron above, the two people moved.

While Yi and the others were in a daze, Jiao raised his stone knife and struck at He Chen again.

It seems that he wants to directly search for He Chen's head.

He Chen turned around and had no time to move, so he could only sit down on the ground to avoid it.

Jiao wants to kill him!

However, although Jiao reacts quickly, the other figure is faster!

The figure was originally sitting on the ground beside him. When the horn was slashing at He Chen, he jumped up from the ground and waved a tattered stone knife in his right hand.

It seems that his attention has always been on Jiao, and has never been attracted by anyone else.

"Pfft——"

A head flew up, with bright red blood spraying everywhere.

"thump"

The head fell to the ground, and the headless body snarled its teeth and claws before falling to the ground after walking a few steps.

The leader of the Yellow Insect Tribe, Jiao, is dead!

Everyone came back to their senses and no longer looked at the huge Hackron above their heads, but looked at the figure who killed the horn in horror, and looked at the headless horn from time to time.

Blood gurgled out.

And the person who killed the horns was... Lame Mao!

"Ha! Jiao, when you chopped off my legs, I'll chop off your head to pay off! Haha!"

After Mao chopped off Jiao's head, he seemed to lose his balance and fell to the ground.

But he was laughing maniacally, the knife in his hand was covered with blood, and he used the blood to wipe his broken leg, which was very different from his usual appearance.

"Uncle Mao..."

He Chen sat on the ground and stared blankly at Mao, the headless corpse with horns all over his face spurting out blood.

"leader!"

"Horn Chief!"

"Damn green bug tribesmen!"

The people of the Yellow Chong tribe around him shouted loudly, picked up their weapons and pointed them at Mao.

"snort!"

At this time, a cold snort came from above their heads.

"I told you to stop!" Xu's voice contained a hint of anger.

"call out"

Everyone's eyes flashed, and three figures appeared in front of them.

It's Xu and his party!

"Autumn!" Xu's voice was low.

Qiu nodded and said without emotion: "Gardevoir, use telekinesis!"

"Shauna——!"

Gardevoir raised his arms, and blue telepathy spurted out, covering everyone.

The flying giant needle bee was also fixed in the air.

"What a powerful mind!"

He Chen was surprised.

Are all prehistoric elves that powerful?

"Woo?"

At the same time, on Qiu's shoulder, the little fire monkey was looking at everything around him curiously, without running down rashly.

"I said, I said stop! Why did you kill him!"

Different from the Xu who He Chen saw before, the current Xu had a cold eyebrow and a tight mouth, obviously very angry.

"The person you just killed was a human being! He was a human being! A human being living on the earth like us!"

He was scolding Mao.

But Mao glanced at him and ignored him.

Of course, Mao was frozen and speechless.

"You...you you..." Xu strode up to Mao and pointed at Mao.

"Preface...preface..."

He Chen tried his best to make a sound so that Xu could hear it.

There was no way. According to his brief understanding before, this cheap guy seemed to be a pacifist and didn't seem to like seeing people killed.

Xu turned around and looked at He Chen.

Seeing He Chen, Xu's anger dissipated a little: "Chen Zaizi, long time no see!"

After saying that, he turned around and continued to glare at Mao, but made no other moves.

Qiu saw the preface like this and said "cut" disdainfully.

With a wave of Gardevoir's hand, He Chen could move freely.

"Ahem." He Chen covered his neck and coughed twice. The feeling of being immobilized by his mind was very unpleasant.

"Brother Xu! Why are you back?" He Chen recognized the elder brother without blushing or heartbeat.

"Why are we coming back?... That..." Xu hesitated, no longer glaring at Mao, but turned around, obviously changing the topic:

"Let's not talk about this first. What is going on with you? Aren't you a witch? Why is your tribe like this?"

However, He Chen was not interested in why he came back, so he explained the matter directly and roughly.

From the attack of the big flower-eating colony to the evil intentions of the horns, I talked about it all.

Of course, there was a lot of embellishing during this period. This was He Chen’s language and cultural skills as a later generation.

Xu was a little surprised at first, but then his face became serious.

While listening to He Chen's description of their preparations for the battle, he looked up at the crooked flag on the fence like clothes hanging out, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

When he heard that Grandpa Baidie almost died, he also fell silent.

In the end, Jiao came to support instead of attacking, which made him "hum" angrily.

Finally, after telling the whole process, Xu sighed: "Why, why do we need to kill?"

Gan.

He Chen was speechless.
To be continued...