The setting sun slants.
If the primitive people were not afraid of the Nine Difficulties of China, everyone seemed very nervous. The scene of them carrying Chen Daji and others back would be like a "return from hunting" scene.
"Zhang Chao" has profound moral principles, and the zombie has no consciousness. Not to mention being tied up like this, even if it is strangled and hanged, it will not feel uncomfortable.
They don't care, but Chen Daji can't.
This guy has been pampered since he was a child. When has he ever suffered this kind of crime?
After a while, my hands and feet were sore and dizzy, and I could only find something to say in order to distract myself.
"Oh Mom Chao'er, where do you think these muscle sticks are going to carry us?"
"You're not going to find a place to cook and eat it right away?!"
"Zhang Chao" continued to act stupid.
"Chen, Boss Chen, you can't do it!"
"Don't they mind my smelly feet?!"
"F*ck!" Chen Daji was shocked when he heard this, and realized for the first time that there were some benefits to having a pair of stinky feet...
Seeing that Zhang Chao was excluded from danger, Chen Daji hurriedly asked "Chang Ba Ye" for help.
"Ba Ye, Ba Ye, these big brothers are really going to cook us and eat us soon, you have to turn into a big grid!"
"That way...that way they might be full just by eating you, and the boss and I can take the opportunity to run away..."
In such a dangerous environment, Chang Baye just wants to be a "quiet and beautiful insect" so as not to attract the enemy's attention.
Although Chen Daji was so angry that he could only snort secretly and did not dare to speak back.
Seeing that Mr. Changba ignored him, Chen Daji couldn't rest and began to try to communicate with the primitive people.
Since it is communication, the first step is to imitate the other party's language.
So the guy cleared his throat and started howling like Tarzan.
Maybe it’s because Chen Daji is too similar, or maybe the “idiots” have their own unique way of communicating.
Anyway, after hearing Chen Daji's cry, the primitive man was stunned for a moment, and then yelled at him with a suspicious look on his face.
"Ouch?!"
Chen Daji looked surprised and nodded repeatedly: "Oh!"
Chang Baye saw it strangely and quietly asked Hua Jiujiu.
"Little, little sir, is the little kid so smart? Did he learn a foreign language in just a short time?"
Although Hua Jiunan was extremely uncomfortable, he still maintained his consciousness with great perseverance.
Hearing this, he helplessly popped up silk totem fire to connect to everyone.
In an instant, everyone understood each other's language.
It turns out that the primitive man pointed at Chen Daji and said: Brothers, take a look, this little monster seems stupid!
As we all know: Don’t slap someone in the face when you hit someone, don’t expose someone’s shortcomings when you scold someone.
The primitive man's words hit Chen Daji's sore spot.
"..."
"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"
"If you have the guts, let me come down, Master Ji. We'll challenge you to a duel!"
Hearing the little monster suddenly speak, the giants were startled.
But immediately after, the giant who was scolded by him became furious.
"Little monster, I, the number one warrior of Kuteng Tribe, 'Cocoon Wusang Iristilna', accept your challenge!"
After saying that, he took out a pale bone knife and cut off the branches tied to Chen Daji in two or two strokes.
The other giants did not stop them when they saw this, but stopped and howled around the two of them.
Obviously among the customs here, one-on-one duels between warriors are sacred and inviolable.
Chen Daji was originally a half-ass, and he was angered by being called a fool by a giant. He was not frightened when he saw this, and moved his tied and numb hands and feet eagerly to try.
Seeing that there was such a huge difference in body size between the two parties, even if Chen Daji stood on tiptoe, his head would not hit the heavy weight, Chang Baye couldn't help but worry about his good friend.
"Little, little brat, you have to be careful!"
"Don't let others trample you to death if you are not careful..."
Chen Daji is blindly confident in his own strength.
"Don't worry, Mr. Ba, it's absolutely impossible!"
"Let's see how we deal with this muscle stick!"
Yan Bi reached out and grabbed the tiger talisman on his chest. The general who defended the borders of China and had no regrets until death returned in an instant!
The dark wind howled, and the black flame war horse neighed and appeared beside Chen Daji.
In the shocked eyes of the primitive man, Chen Daji chuckled and patted the black flame horse gently.
"Old man, please lie down, we have short legs and can't jump up..."
With a look of disgust on his face, the black flame war horse turned around, grabbed the thing in his mouth and threw it on his back.
Chen Daji "has no shame", Daxia Longque points at the giant opposite.
"Hey, why don't this common man die quickly!"
