I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Zhang Yuan didn't care at all about not being able to find Buzzard.

He was just in a spur of the moment situation, and even coming to Nachoda was a temporary idea, so it naturally didn't matter.

"let me go!"

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to return to the camp, a familiar voice suddenly came into his ears.

Countless grassland herdsmen gathered outside the city of Nachoda. The place was bustling with people coming and going, and all kinds of noise filled the ears. If it weren't for Zhang Yuan's extremely sharp five senses, he really wouldn't be able to distinguish the sound.

He had an idea in his mind and immediately used his physical skills to blend into the crowd and rushed towards the direction where the sound came from.

Although there were too many obstacles and pedestrians ahead, when Zhang Yuan performed "Xiao Yao You", his steps became agile and erratic, and his figure slipped into the gaps among the crowd like a loach, with a speed comparable to that of a ghost.

A moment later, Zhang Yuan saw the owner of the voice.

Amuguleng!

The little fellow was grabbed by a burly, bald warrior and lifted up. His face flushed red as he struggled desperately, shouting, "Let go of my sister!"

Amuguleng's sister Asiya was also captured by another warrior.

The little girl was obviously frightened, her big eyes were full of crystal tears, and she kept shouting, "Brother, brother!"

In front of the two warriors was a luxuriously decorated carriage. A fat boy about ten years old was sitting on the carriage, holding a greasy chicken leg in his left hand and playing with an exquisite dagger in his right hand.

The fat man in brocade robes and big ears bit the chicken leg while laughing: "Such a good dagger can only be owned by us nobles. It would be strange if you two lowly people didn't steal it!"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Asiya: "This girl is good, take her back to be a little bed-warming slave girl!"

The warrior holding Asiya smiled and said, "Master, you are so kind. This is her blessing and good fortune!"

Amugulung was so angry that he turned his head and opened his mouth to bite the bald warrior's hand.

As a result, he was slapped in the face by the other party.

Blood was oozing out of his nose and mouth.

Asiya cried, "No, don't hit my brother!"

The surrounding herdsmen witnessed this scene, and although many of them showed signs of pity, no one stepped forward.

After all, the little fat man sitting on the carriage is a nobleman in the tribe.

Zhang Yuan, who had just arrived, understood what was happening when he saw this scene.

The two little guys, Amuguleng and Asiya, had obviously sneaked out to play, but the mandarin duck daggers they carried with them attracted the covetousness of the noble children, who then found an excuse to rob them.

This pair of twin brother and sister obviously don't understand the wickedness of human nature!

Of course, Zhang Yuan would not sit idly by.

The warrior who was holding Asiya was about to put the little girl in his hands onto the carriage, when suddenly the hairs on the back of his neck stood up.

Before he could react, a hand suddenly grabbed the back of his neck.

The whole person was lifted up in an instant!

There was a burst of exclamations all around.

call!
The next moment, the warrior was thrown heavily to the ground.

And Asiya, who was originally held in his hand, fell into Zhang Yuan's arms.

"Master!"

Seeing that it was Zhang Yuan who saved her, Asiya couldn't help but burst into tears: "Save my brother!"

Zhang Yuan nodded, holding the little girl in his arms, and said to the bald warrior who was looking at a formidable enemy, "Put the person down, and forget about this matter."

Unless he had no choice, he didn't want to hurt anyone in this holy land of the Hulan tribe.

For example, the warrior leader who had tried to embezzle the token, and the guy who was just thrown to the ground by Zhang Yuan.

The other party looked extremely embarrassed, but in fact he was not injured at all.

"Who do you think you are!"

Before the bald warrior could answer, the fat man on the chariot flew into a rage and shouted, "Kuoda, kill him!"

However, the bald warrior said nothing. This tribal warrior was under pressure that others could not understand.

When Zhang Yuan's eyes fell on him, he felt like he was being stared at by a terrifying beast.

A huge fear rose from the bottom of my heart, sweeping through my whole body in an instant, and it was impossible to contain it at all.

Drops of sweat oozed out of the bald warrior's forehead.

His intuition told him.

Once Zhang Yuan takes action, he will surely die!

The bald warrior had only experienced this unparalleled feeling of death twice in his life.

This time is even more terrifying than the first time!
The bald warrior was thus certain that Zhang Yuan was an extremely powerful warrior.

So powerful that it was beyond his common sense!
Therefore, no matter how his young master scolded and yelled, the bald warrior did not do anything that would cause Zhang Yuan to misunderstand.

He even slowly put down the Amugulung in his hand.

Amuguleng was stunned for a moment, then he ran towards Zhang Yuan and threw himself into the latter's arms.

Reunited with Asiya.

Zhang Yuan also let go of Asiya and shifted his gaze to the angry little fat man.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too intimidating that several warriors who were guarding the carriage became extremely nervous.

They all drew their scimitars, trying to use their weapons to give themselves courage.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The fat boy's shouting and cursing stopped abruptly.

He felt similar to the bald warrior, but he did not have the latter's spiritual will, and suddenly he felt hot in his crotch.

I was so scared that I peed my pants on the spot.

The double-edged dagger in his hand suddenly fell down.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed from a distance.

He actually grabbed the dagger from mid-air.

When this scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding herdsmen, many of them gasped.

In their view, this was simply a divine method!

Zhang Yuan returned the dagger to Amuguleng and said calmly: "If you don't have the ability to protect your treasure, don't let others see it."

Amuguleng was so ashamed that he lowered his head dejectedly.

Although he was only five years old, children on the grassland were generally precocious and understood many things.

And after experiencing this accident, the little guy will only grow faster!

"Let's go."

Zhang Yuan ignored the shivering fat boy and left with Amuguleng and Asiya.

The surrounding herdsmen made way for him in awe, each with a look of fear on their faces.

When Zhang Yuan returned to the camp, he found Zhamuhe and his family looking for the child nearby.

Seeing Zhang Yuan coming back with the brother and sister, the grassland man breathed a sigh of relief, then glared at Amuguleng, his hand holding the whip ready to move.

He had specifically instructed the two children to stay in the camp and not run around.

When I turned around, I couldn't find anyone.

Amuguleng was dejected and ready to be punished.

"Brother Zamuha."

Zhang Yuan said to Zhamuhe: "I think you should leave Nacuoda now!" (End of this chapter)