Ling Luoyu also smiled generously: "My surname is Ling, his surname is Feng..."

Hao Lian felt that he didn't have much credibility when he gave the name so readily.

But I guess I couldn't tell the truth, so I simply believed: "The two are not the shark people?"

"When will the Jongren tribe be able to control the flying beast?"

"Flying beast?"

Hao Lian got up and walked to the door leisurely.

"I can clearly remember that the Sharks are good at fishing. Although they also raise some birds, birds and beasts, they are just to feed their stomachs... As for these flying beasts, they are not in my memory!"

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "If that's the case, doesn't it prove that we are not from the scorpion race? What else to ask?"

Take it off and let it go. I'm free to look for trouble!

"This brother is very anxious..."

Hao Lian suddenly turned his head and looked like a smile.

"Since we are in a hurry, let's make a long story short and get to the point... Why did the two of you come here? Isn't it really for the shark tribe to make their heads? Let's put it this way, what the shark tribe can give you, and we can also afford it. ...Why don't the two switch to the sect of our plundering human race and fight the world together?"

A thin light faded from the bottom of Ling Luoyu's eyes: "Hao Tou, there should be some misunderstandings between us, right? We came out for the Shaman Race, naturally for certain purposes... But what we want, you really can't afford to take the Human Race. ! Because what we want must be on land... and as far as I know, your predators live on the sea..."

"Haha..."

Hao Lian suddenly laughed, and shook his head disapprovingly.

"If it is said that before this, we may not really be able to talk in depth, but... this is the will of heaven, maybe we can really cooperate happily..."

Feng Chenglin couldn't help frowning: "What are you talking about?"

He didn't understand any messy answers.

Ling Luoyu heard the clue: "What? Can Hao Tou give me what I want?"

"maybe"

"But I haven't said yet, what I want..."

"It doesn't matter... as long as the things you want can be found on the land of the shark tribe!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and suddenly understood what he meant: "You...you don't want to...occupy the territory of the Shaman tribe, right?"

"Why not?" Hao Lian turned his head and pointed to the ship where Cha Mi and others were located: "I have a bargaining chip sent from heaven..."

Bargaining chips-chami and matcha!

These two people are the princes and princesses of the Shaman Race!

If you hold these two people in your hands, it really means you have mastered the lifeblood of the mackerel race!

Who made the old patriarch just two descendants? !

With a flick of his sleeves, Hao Lian turned and stood up: "Two people, I'm talking about it... Don't you have anything to say? If there is really nothing to say, let's talk about the flying beasts... "

I have to say, this guy is very smart

He stated his position and attitude at the beginning, and then began to ask Ling Luoyu's position:

Is she going to stand on the side of the Shaman Race, or take advantage of the trend to plunder the Human Race.

Wan Zi looked down: "Two gentlemen, forgive me to say one more thing...Since the two are strangers and don't have much to do with the Shark Race, it's better to just turn around and serve us the Raider Race... as Hao Tou said. In that way, when we have captured the island of the Shaman Race, what they can give you, we will give it..."