Chapter 211: The thief's heart is still alive, he should swear to pierce his intestines and rot his stomach
Although Zhu Feng was also surprised at his rapid improvement in strength, it did not mean that he would accept Zong Yi's accusations.
"Zongyi, stop spitting insults at me. You're not strong enough, that's your problem. Don't be so embarrassed to lose in front of so many people."
Zhu Feng said unhappily.
Zong Yi said angrily: "Then tell me, you just lost when we fought a few days ago, how come you beat me in such a short time?"
"Can't I study hard and practice diligently?"
Zhu Feng rolled his eyes and said, "No one said that if you lost before, you can't win in the future, right?"
"Everyone, do you think I'm right?"
He even asked the demons in the audience to testify.
There were many arrogant and domineering monsters among the bitter brown ones. They shouted, "Yes."
"Zong Yi, here are the rules of the competition. Since you've lost, you should accept the loss and stop making excuses saying Zhu Feng tampered with the situation. If you don't accept the loss, the demon tribe will look down on you."
They squeezed Zong Yi.
Zong Yi was no match for the verbal attacks of so many monsters, so he had to turn around and leave angrily.
If Lang Xian still protected him, he could still compete with everyone, but now everyone backstage ignored him. If he continued to be as arrogant as before, he would definitely arouse public anger.
Forget it, he will wait until the new king is elected, then he will give him good things as a tribute. After he has established good relations with the king, he will settle accounts with these monsters who speak for Zhu Feng.
The competition continued, and Zhu Feng's talisman was quietly taken back by Zhou Jinyu, so he was naturally defeated by the opponent who came on stage later.
Seeing that his strength had shrunk again, Zong Yi's face twisted with anger.
If there had been no tampering in the previous competition with him, he should have been named Zhu Feng.
Damn it, Zhu Fengdu made his move openly, but Lang Xian didn't even react.
This Lang Xian is really abnormal today.
Zong Yi, who was both angry and annoyed, glanced at Zhou Jinyu and saw that she was pouring tea for the leader of the Beauty Clan. His eyes suddenly became fierce.
It turned out that the leader of the Beauty Clan used the younger generations of the tribe to seduce Lang Xian, which made him become so cold towards him.
The damn old woman, she talks about being righteous and says she won't push the younger generation of the clan into the fire pit, but now she does all kinds of dirty things.
Wait until the competition is over and see how he bullies this old woman.
As the competition was coming to an end, Zong Yi saw the clan leader get up and leave, so he hurried to follow him. Zhou Jinyu noticed his movements and sneered.
Since Zong Yi is seeking death and causing trouble for the clan leader, he should not blame the oath for being fulfilled.
Died of intestinal rupture, tsk, how tragic.
"Old woman, stop right there."
At this moment, Zong Yi completely forgot about the oath and angrily called out to the patriarch.
Seeing him, the clan leader subconsciously frowned, "Zongyi, you swore you would never cause us any more trouble, what do you mean now?"
"Don't talk about the oath. Even if I don't keep it, will I really be stabbed in the stomach?"
Zong Yi waved his hand, obviously not taking the broken oath to heart.
He had no idea how many oaths he had made since he was a child. If all of them had come true, he would have died at least a hundred times.
But what is the reality? Isn't he still standing here?
The clan leader trusted Zhou Jinyu, so he said, "Zongyi, Jinyu is very capable. She said your oath will take effect, so it is absolutely true. So I advise you to leave now, and perhaps you can still save your life."
As long as Zongyi doesn't cause trouble for the Beauty Clan, she has no intention of taking his life.
"Shut up, and stop threatening me with that woman."
Zong Yi said unhappily, "She's not here now, I'm not afraid at all."
The patriarch was too lazy to argue with him and turned away.
"Old woman, do I allow you to go?"
Zong Yi was furious. He stopped the tribe leader and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you seduce the king with the tribe's beauties?"
The clan leader immediately became furious. "Zongyi, stop slandering me. Just because you like to give benefits to the king doesn't mean I'm as dirty as you."
"Old woman, don't be so righteous. If you hadn't sent someone to seduce him, would he be so kind as to let you sit next to him? And you're still impatient with me?"
Zong Yi said coldly.
"That's because..."
The patriarch is stuck.
She must never tell anyone that Lang Xian was Zhou Jinyu's transformed self.
Zong Yi crossed his arms and said, "Tell me, why?"
"Zongyi, I don't want to talk to you about this. If you have nothing else to say, then stop making such a fuss."
The patriarch frowned.
Zong Yi snorted coldly, "I think your dirty thoughts have been exposed, so you don't want to talk to me anymore, right?"
"Whatever you think."
The patriarch was too lazy to argue.
Arguing with a demon like Zong Yi would only make her angry to death, so she walked past him.
Zongyi felt that the patriarch had climbed up the ladder of Langxian, and that he was superior to her and did not take her seriously, so she attacked her from behind in anger.
Before his hand touched her, he suddenly felt a dull pain in his stomach. He looked down and saw that it had suddenly split open.
"No……"
Zong Yi was now frightened and broke down shouting.
He tried to use his magical powers to stop his stomach from rotting, but it was no use. In a panic, he stuffed the organs that had escaped back into his stomach.
The patriarch looked at this scene with shock in his eyes.
"Chief, save me."
Zong Yi was in so much pain that he couldn't walk anymore. He knelt down in front of the tribe leader and said, "I don't want to die yet. Please find that girl to save me. As long as you can save me, I will give you whatever you want. I swear to God."
As he said this, he was about to raise his finger to swear.
"Zongyi, don't swear anymore. Jinyu said that even if the oath comes true, she won't be able to save it."
The patriarch said indifferently.
Zong Yi's expression changed. "Are you really not going to ask her to come?"
The patriarch shook his head firmly.
"If I die, aren't you afraid that the Brown Bear Tribe will cause trouble for the Beauty Tribe?"
"It just so happens that they are just as rotten as you are."
“…”
Zong Yi choked.
He forgot the oath he made that day, which was that the brown bear tribe would not cause trouble for the beauty tribe, otherwise they would die from their intestines and stomachs.
Now it’s a perfect closed loop. The brown bear tribe really can’t cause trouble for the thumb beauty, otherwise the entire tribe will be wiped out.
"ah……"
The oath accelerated the speed of his intestines and stomach rupture, and Zong Yi screamed in pain. The tribe leader was afraid that his screams would attract the brown bear tribe, but after waiting for a long time and no monster appeared, she knew that her worries were unnecessary.
In just a minute, Zong Yi turned into a pool of blood. The clan leader stared at him for a while, then clasped his hands together and said, "Zong Yi, you brought this upon yourself. You can't blame anyone else."
After she finished speaking, she was about to leave when she saw Zhou Jinyu reveal her true form.
"Jinyu? You've been here all this time?"
The patriarch said in surprise.
"I'm afraid he might harm you, so I followed him and took a look."
Zhou Jinyu said.
The patriarch suddenly realized, "He accepted the oath so quickly. Was it you who did it?"
Zhou Jinyu remained noncommittal.
"I had originally planned to wait until he returned to the Brown Bear Tribe before taking action, but he chose to attack you by surprise. I had no choice but to fulfill my oath in advance."
She said.
The clan leader said gratefully: "Jinyu, this time it's all thanks to you, otherwise I would have been injured."
Zhou Jinyu waved her hand and told her not to be so polite.
"Chief, the new king is about to be elected. Let's go back and see."
"good."
As soon as the two left, a cleansing talisman floated over and absorbed the pool of blood on the ground.
Returning to his seat, the clan leader whispered, "Jinyu, who are you going to choose as the new king?"
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