Shuttle between two worlds: I have a miracle shuttle door

While roaring, these primitive people slowly pushed forward, trying to force Wu Qi and the others back.

Obviously, these primitive people did not welcome their arrival.

No one on Wu Qi's side was afraid, but eager to try and ready for battle.

These thin little blacks, they can trample to death with one foot.

It's just that they are all waiting for Wu Qi's order.

Wu Qi didn't want to fight inexplicably like this, but these primitive people pressed on step by step, and it was impossible not to do something.

Take off the XY53 behind you, put the muzzle up, and pull the trigger.

Da da da! ! !
A round of bullets was shot out, and the crisp sound of gunfire exploded over the gathering place.

Wu Qi originally wanted to frighten them, but he didn't expect these primitive people to be stunned all of a sudden.

Then, with a bang, the birds and beasts scattered, and in an instant, they ran into the surrounding wooden houses and hid.

Then quietly stretched out his head and looked at Wu Qi from the corner.

Wu Qi was stunned by this skillful movement.

Good guy, if you give them a gun, I'm afraid they can launch a counterattack on the spot, right?
What's going on here?
"Ahem, who is your superior?"

Just when Wu Qi was in a daze, a figure came from a distance, coughed twice, and stared at Wu Qi.

This is a man in his fifties with a vicissitudes of face and firm steps.

Wu Qi was surprised, this person turned out to be yellow-skinned, and he spoke Xingyao language?

Hear someone speak Xingyao language in a primitive tribe?
Looking at it again, Wu Qi was even more shocked.

This person was wearing a military uniform! !

Although the color and style are somewhat different from the current military uniform, Wu Qi still recognized it at a glance. It was the military uniform of the Xingyao Empire.

And it's not the military uniform of ordinary soldiers, but the general uniform of imperial officers!

How can this be?

Wu Qi looked at the epaulettes on his shoulders and was even more shocked. The owner of this general uniform is actually a senior colonel!
What the hell!

Wu Qi was a little confused, because he suddenly thought of a possibility, could this person be
He thought of the battle more than 30 years ago!

If a black man was wearing this military uniform, Wu Qi could still consider it his trophy, but the person wearing this military uniform was a man of yellow race and spoke Xingyao language, which had to make Wu Qi fantasize.

"Aren't you from the Imperial Army?"

The change in Wu Qi's expression naturally fell into the eyes of that person, and his expression changed suddenly, and he asked.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, may I ask who you are?"

Wu Qi looked at Wu Qi in a strange way.

This person's complexion changed for a long time, and finally he sighed: "Oh, forget it, this is all fate!"

He glanced at Wu Qi and said lightly, "My name is Luo Xiang!"

Then he stopped talking and looked at Wu Qi silently.

Wu Qi was a little baffled, and he replied with belated awareness: "My name is Wu Qi, and I'm just a mediocre Qi!"

Luo Xiang didn't speak, but stared straight at Wu Qi, which made his back feel cold.

This guy doesn't think I'm Zhang San, does he?
"You really never heard my name?"

Luo Xiang's voice was faint, with indescribable resentment and loneliness.

"Uh, I do know someone with the same name as you. He is a master of law and Zhang San's lifelong enemy!"

Wu Qi touched the back of his head and forced an awkward chat.

Luo Xiang was speechless, what a mess!

"Forget it, you are the first to arrive here in so many years, if you want to know my story, come with me!"

Luo Xiang said something to Wu Qi, and then muttered to the primitive people hiding in the house for a while.

After finishing speaking, the primitive people in the house came out. Although they still looked at Wu Qi and the others hostilely, their attitudes were much better than before.

Wu Qi also understood that this person should have said something to these primitive people, so he told Simon and the others not to be too nervous, restrain themselves, and avoid misunderstandings.

He is very curious about this person named Luo Xiang now.

"Mr. Wu, on behalf of the Zhabu clan, I welcome you. Please come to the clan to tell us!"

This time, Luo Xiang became more formal and solemnly invited Wu Qi to come in as a guest.

"I wish I could, thank you!"

Wu Qi nodded with a smile, put the gun back behind his back, and strode forward.

Everyone immediately followed.

After walking a few steps, there was a scream from among the primitive people, and then they pointed behind Wu Qi and muttered loudly.

Wu Qi and others stopped in their tracks, not knowing what happened.

After listening to the primitive man's words, Luo Xiang's expression suddenly changed, and he asked Wu Qi anxiously: "Mr. Wu, is my son Luo Yi in your hands?"

"Luo Yi? Who is it?"

Wu Qi looked blank, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, and couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

"You're not talking about him, are you?"

Wu Qi gave up half of his body, pointed at the primitive man who was still unconscious in the air and said in shock.

"Son!! Mr. Wu, what happened to my son? Was he bitten by some poison?"

As soon as Luo Xiang saw his son's face swollen into a pig's head, he became anxious on the spot.

What kind of poison could bite his son's face like this?
The swollen one was bigger than a pig's head, and I almost recognized it myself.

"Well, Mr. Luo, do you believe it was an accident?"

Wu Qi blinked and said innocently.

Luo Xiang:.
A group of people sat in Luo Xiang's wooden house, and after listening to Wu Qi's narration, Luo Xiang almost hid his face and ran away in embarrassment.

If there was a hole in the ground, he went right into it.

How much courage did his son have to dare to do that?
When Luo Xiang thought of his son repeatedly yelling "My own people, don't shoot" in front of Wu Qi, he was so embarrassed that he almost picked out four rooms and one living room with his toes!

What a shame!

This slap is not wronged!
He doesn't have such a good son!

In Luo Xiang's teaching to his son, the so-called demons are the Xingyao Empire's army, because he knows that no matter how many years pass, the empire will never let this redwood forest go, and one day, they will come again.

In order to prevent his son from being killed at gunpoint immediately, Luo Xiang taught his son such a so-called "curse"!
At least learn it, and the chances of saving your life will increase greatly.

As for the future, Luo Xiang believes that with his identity, he should be able to save his son's life!
But he never expected that his son would take it seriously!
Moreover, he repeatedly tried to die in front of Wu Qi, trying to suppress them with spells. Isn't this brain damage?
After listening to Luo Xiang's explanation, Wu Qi was also stunned!

There is such a tortuous story in the co-authorship?

No wonder that guy named Luo Yi keeps repeating this sentence, so it's your fault?

Didn't you say that you don't have to take this slap?
Hey, this is a big deal! !

The two looked at each other and smiled embarrassingly.

Decided to expose this matter, no need to mention it again.

On the other hand, Luo Yi, who had come to his senses, stuck a circle of black herbal medicine with leaves on his face, crossed his arms, and stared at Wu Qi with an unfriendly expression.

It seems to be wondering whether to cast another spell?