Chapter 738: The tribal alliance, shook the rubble!

The Qingque tribe became lively, this is the result of the representatives of the various tribes coming to the Qingque tribe with the out of the Qingque tribe trade team.
Some of these people have been to the Qingque tribe, for example, the bear tribe that once captured the national treasure and sent it to the Qingque tribe.
More people have never been to the Qingque tribe.
However, no matter if it is the people who have been here before, or the people who came to Qingque's tribe for the first time, at this time without exception, they all showed a shocking look as if in a dream.
Although some of them had already been through the mouth of the trade team, they had a certain degree of understanding of the prosperity and strength of the Qingque tribe, and they had thought about the appearance of the Qingque tribe more than once.
But after it really arrived, they discovered that the prosperity and strength of the Qingque tribe could not be imagined by their lack of imagination.
Seeing the surprise of these people, the people of the Qingque tribe were very refreshed, especially when they thought of the many precious things that were hidden under the orders of the gods, let alone the comfort in their hearts.
My own tribe has hidden some precious things, but the rest of it has surprised these people who have never seen the world. How could they be unhappy in their hearts?
At this time, the people of the Qingque tribe looked at these surprised people, and they all showed the smiles that the son of God specifically confessed and called the "modest smile" by the son of God, each making them like a landlord's wealth.
After such a visual impact, there was another delicious and free meal. The representatives dispatched by these various tribes immediately felt the strong goodwill from the Qingque tribe.
After seeing the Qingque tribe being so powerful and wealthy before, some of the worries that inevitably arose were all impacted by the delicious and sufficient food.
Although this tribe is strong, but they are still so kind, people feel close.
Well, for foodies, the charm of food is so great.
After seeing the strength of the Qingque tribe and feeling the strong goodwill of the Qingque tribe, the next thing that needs to be done is to once again preach the evil and strength of the semi-agricultural tribe.
After coming to the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng could find more victims of the sheep tribe, and proceed to accuse the semi-agricultural tribe of crimes on the spot.
After eating and drinking, I saw this again, and the people who came were all aggrieved by the brutal and evil acts of the semi-agricultural tribe.
The son Han Da, who was standing on the side, saw that the time was ripe, and he appeared on stage. He looked at the representatives of the various tribes and said: "The semi-agricultural tribe is too evil. Now it hurts the sheep tribe. The next one to be hurt by them is not our which one.
The presence of this evil tribe will make us afraid to hunt peacefully, and not to pick fruit with peace of mind. The food we worked so hard to obtain will be robbed by them, and the people of our tribe will be killed by them..."
What Han Cheng said was unpleasant, because he needed to take care of the trade of dancing and interpreting simultaneously.
Han Cheng didn't know how much he translated and distorted what he said.
However, judging from the reactions of these people around, the translation of the trade should be very good.
"So, we have to beat them!"
After Han Cheng said the last sentence, he emphasized his tone and waved his fist vigorously to emphasize his determination.
After these words came down, the fellows of the Qingque tribe who had long wanted to fight the semi-agricultural tribe were all excited.
"Beat them!"
"Beat them!"
After Han Cheng's voice fell, the militants first followed the example of Han Cheng and howled with his fists.
His actions immediately found a way for the rest of the passionate people to vent their agitation.
As a result, the rest of the people also learned the way of shame, waving them all and shouting again and again.
The tribe representatives who came, looked at the appearance of the Qingque tribe at this time, one by one looked surprised.
However, after learning the meaning of the howling words from Mao, these emotions have been fully mobilized, and all of them became excited. They learned from the Qingque tribe and waved vigorously. With his own fist, he yelled in slurred Mandarin: "Beat them!"
‘Patter! ’
A tile on the roof fell to the ground amidst the howling of the crowd.
Waved his fist, blushed and his neck was thick, and the stone that followed everyone's howling, looked down at the shattered tile near his feet, then looked up at the roof, and quietly moved aside...
As a person who writes a "diary" for the Qingque tribe, gather people from the rest of the tribe to hold an alliance meeting to discuss events such as the evil semi-agricultural tribe. Naturally, the stones will not be missed.
Not only will not miss, but also write carefully.
In the process of writing, he also recorded the incident of the tiles falling from the eaves.
Later, after the chanting and summarizing of posterity, the idiom "sound shaking rubble" appeared...
After reaching out and pressing down five times in a row, the tribe calmed down. Looking at these war-conscious people, Han Cheng actually had a little pride in his heart. He was really a goddess. The genius of speech!
In a few words, the people from the tribe were taken out of the other tribes, and they screamed. This thing is almost comparable to Brother Yunlong of the Independent Group!
"￥￥%……"
Just as God Son Han was intoxicated, someone spoke, looking a little timid.
This person Han Cheng knows ~EbookFREE.me~ among the people who brought Panda Tuantuan over.
With a smile on his face, Han Cheng motioned to Mao to translate. He wanted to know what this guy who reacted slowly meant what he said.
Of course, even if he didn't use a trade translation, Han Cheng could basically guess what this guy meant, nothing more than praise of his wise and mighty power.
"He said, now to attack the semi-agricultural tribe, what about the food for the winter."
With a humble but indifferent smile on his face, the son Han Da, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
Is it really good to slap like this?
At such an exciting time, you don't want to flatten the semi-agricultural tribe. How can you still be so horrible?
Will your conscience really hurt if you do this?
The atmosphere was a bit awkward for a while.
Han Cheng wanted to wave his hand very much and boldly said that we have all covered your loss, but when it came to his lips, he still didn't say it.
After all, the number of tribes who came here was quite a lot, as many as 21, and it was not a small number for compensation of food.
It is easy to be generous to others, but it is painful to be generous to yourself.
Han Cheng felt that he must have been broken by the guy Wu.
I think he was also a generous person, who gave a generous donation to Xiao Mengchang from Jianghu people, but now he actually smashes for some food.
It has only been a few years since the primitive age, and it has become so withholding.
Sure enough, those who are near Zhu are red, and those who are near Mo are black.
The son Han Da thought about this, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Then wait until the snow falls before fighting the evil semi-agricultural tribe. When the time comes, your tribe will produce ten strong people and come to our tribe..."
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