Ancient elf as husband

Jian Yan learned something from here.

It means that the ancient world did not talk about reason, but only about strength. Humility was just an interest of the strong to pity the weak.

Molix even came forward to support her. If she continued to misbehave, she would be extremely stupid and bury his love.

With the majesty of Mo Lix in front of her, Jian Yan only needed to use a little force to scare them all away from touching her.

Seeing that they were frightened, he solemnly reconsidered.

Jian Yan raised her head proudly and impatiently pushed away their surroundings and walked into the tribe, "It seems that I still have to find the clan leader. Alas, I don't know how angry Molix will be if he knows."

Molix's fear was deep-rooted, and they stopped her in panic, "Wait! Don't leave!"

The clan leader just called everyone this morning to tell them to take good care of her. If she tells others that they don't comply with her wishes, they don't know what kind of punishment they will get.

What's more, if that elf gets angry and destroys the tribe, wouldn't they become sinners for the ages?

The leading woman was still a little unconvinced, but the two people around her were already laughing, "I'm sorry, Shanta has a bad temper. Please forgive me. Of course we are willing to take you to visit the tribe."

Jian Yan looked towards the so-called Sangta and saw that she was still stubborn and refused to bow her head.

Hey, do you want one to have a red face and one to have a white face?

If she just steps down easily if someone gives her a step up, wouldn't it be easy to bully her?

Besides, you only need to apologize after being bullied?

Jian Yan's arrogance remained undiminished, and the cold light in her eyes overlapped with Molix's blue eyes, "Only the polite and peaceful lower races deserve our forgiveness. Who do you think you are? Why should I forgive you?"

Shanta was startled by her cold voice, and panic finally appeared on her proud face, "You!"

There was a lot of movement here, and people around were attracted to watch what was going on here.

The news that the elf brought by the master elf walked out of the tent wall and entered the tribe soon spread inside, and all kinds of people came over.

When they arrived, they saw their three female tribesmen were timid and had their heads lowered, while the fair and small foreign tribesman had his hands on his hips and was arrogant.

Due to the patriarch's order this morning, they did not dare to do anything. They tried to ask people who knew about it, "What are they doing."

"Jean, Lai Lang is here."

The crowd split into two groups, and Lai Lang's body, stronger and taller than everyone else, stepped out, like a born leader.

He made eye contact with the white mass, lowered his head and asked the people around him, "What happened here."

The people around him also spread their hands to express their ignorance.

As a last resort, he could only go up and question the person involved.

Jian Yan had already seen them approaching, especially the one with Lai Lang's physique, who instantly blocked most of her light. Although she was still a little nervous being left alone, she hid it well and appeared tough and cold on the surface.

If she hadn't made Molix angry and still hadn't reconciled, she wouldn't have panicked at all.

Lai Lang approached her and saw such a soft ball in front of him. His calmness was a little broken and he was stunned.

Ah, this...her waist is not as thick as his arms?

Coughing slightly to ease his shock, he decided to ask her first, "Sir, why did you come out? Do you need anything? We will definitely meet your request immediately."

Lairang was one of the people who most intuitively felt Molix's fear. He respected him immensely and even feared him. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect him in anything.

The most valiant warriors in the tribe respected her, so why should Shantae look down on her?