I am a pig in the beastly world, rough men are competing to be beastly husbands

It's a shame that he is not qualified enough to fight Zhan Rong in his own territory.

What he hated was that He Fuxi, a little female, relied on her fertility and dared to disrespect the prince of the Long-Arm tribe like this!

However, no matter what, he couldn't let them go.

Otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain to his father.

"Warriors, listen up!"

His eyes darkened and he solemnly called out to the warriors of his tribe, intending to keep the person even if it meant seeing blood.

And even if blood was seen, it was because He Fuxi and the others acted on their own will, not his responsibility.

Following Hou Xing's order, countless animal heads suddenly appeared on the trees of all sizes in the distance.

Each of them had a sharp look in their eyes, with a crossbow specially made by the Longarm Tribe mounted on their shoulders, and aimed their sharp arrows at He Fuxi and the other two.

The arrowheads are made from the spine of the spiny beast. They are hard and sharp and can pierce through rocks from a hundred feet away.

It is the famous and powerful weapon of Jialuo Mountain.

Shennong had been trapped in the pig tribe since he was a child. When he saw this legendary weapon for the first time, he couldn't help but take a step back in fear.

Even though Zhan Rong had seen the world, he still turned pale when he was surrounded by so many archers.

It is easy to save yourself, but it is quite difficult to save the other two.

Hou Xing naturally saw through his predicament, and his gloomy face changed 360 degrees, and he laughed again:

"Madam, you're here but you don't come in to sit down. You seem to be looking down on our Long Arms. Why don't you come in with me and have a drink?"

"How dare you!" Zhan Rong shouted angrily.

Hou Xing's frivolous treatment of He Fuxi was intolerable.

However, those who suddenly jumped up with him were the archers of the Long-Arm Tribe in the innermost circle.

In an instant, dozens of spine-piercing arrows pierced through the clouds and went straight for Zhan Rong's heart.

Zhan Rong's eyes flashed, and he stood in front of He Fuxi, stepping lightly with his arms moving like flowers, and using his excellent skills, he managed to shoot back all the arrows.

Several crossbowmen fell down.

Hou Xing didn't get any advantage and was furious:

"Zhan Rong, you dare to attack on the territory of the Long Arms!"

Zhan Rong protected He Fuxi and Shennong behind him, and his fighting power erupted:

"No matter where this is, if you dare to touch us, come and try!"

The two sides were on the verge of a war, and the relationship seemed to be in jeopardy.

An old but majestic man appeared in front of the beasts:

"Hou Xing, stop it!"

When Hou Xing turned around and saw the person coming, his arrogance disappeared by half and he retracted his hand.

"Father! It's Zhan Rong..."

"Shut up!" the old man shouted in a deep voice.

Although Hou Xing looked angry, he could only shut up reluctantly.

The old man then turned to face He Fuxi with a kind look on his face.

"My son was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth and offended the lady. Please do not blame me."

When Hou Xing heard this, his face became even more angry.

How come he doesn't know his place?

She is just a little female from a small tribe. Summoning her is giving her face. Does she deserve his courtesy?

He Fuxi glanced at the old man calmly.

The old man seemed to be apologizing and praised her highly.

In fact, the disrespectful behavior his son committed was lightly touched upon.

Deep down, he still looks down on He Fuxi.

It's just superficial work.

"I'm sorry, Chief. I'm a petty person and I must blame you. Although I'm only from the small Pig Clan, compared to the thousand-year-old Long Arm Clan, I'm sure I won't use my power to settle things peacefully, right?"

He Fuxi said.

The chief of the Long-Arm tribe was speechless. Why didn't this little female play by the rules?

But seeing that He Fuxi was about to leave, he was unwilling to lose such a divine item.

After thinking it over, I had no choice but to say to Hou Xing:

"You bastard, why don't you apologize to the lady right now!"

Hou Xing widened his eyes in disbelief:

"Father!"

The old patriarch's eyes were as sharp as a blade:

"quick!"

Hou Xing had no choice but to swallow the shame, bowed his head towards He Fuxi, and muttered an apology.

He Fuxi: "What? I didn't hear it."

Hou Xing: ...

Under the pressure of his old father's gaze, he raised his voice in humiliation and roared:

"sorry!"

Crane crouches in the evening clouds and the breeze is light:

"Oh, you said the wrong person. You should apologize to my first beast husband, Zhan Rong."

Hou Xing almost went berserk.

This female is really taking advantage of you!

But his old father glared at him again, and he felt like a thorn in his back and felt extremely miserable.

Even though Zhan Rong was his mortal enemy, he had to lower his head and frown.

"Zhan Rong, I'm sorry."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between teeth.

The hatred spread out.

Zhan Rong happily admired Hou Xing's angry look, and pretended to be generous, saying:

"Your Highness is too polite. You are my grandson. As a grandfather, I will not argue with my grandson."

Hou Xing: ...

Unable to refute.

In terms of age, this old man Zhan Rong is older than his father, and is currently the king of the Fur Tribe.

It is true that Hou Xing is his grandson.

So angry!

He Fuxi was secretly ashamed.

I didn’t expect that for this old guy Zhan Rong, being old has its advantages.

The long-armed tribe was defeated and looked extremely angry. They welcomed grandpa and grandma into the cave to receive guests.

He Fuxi came straight to the point and made his future intentions clear.

The leader of the Long-Arm Tribe had already seen through their intentions and was prepared.

"It is an honor for the Long Arms to be able to form a bond with the female lady. Our tribe should send out the most valiant prince. In my opinion, my son Hou Xing is the most suitable."

Hou Xing, who was the most impatient of this kind of banquet and was about to sneak away, was struck by lightning like a bolt from the blue.

"Father, what did you say?"

He couldn't believe his ears.

He knew that the female lady was coming to propose marriage.

He thought that he was just marrying the illegitimate son of a beastly concubine in the clan.

He was the legitimate son of the Long-Arm Clan, and although inheritance to the clan was not determined by legitimate or illegitimate children, his mother's family was the East Lion Clan.

This kind of help will be of great benefit to him in obtaining the position of patriarch in the future.

Moreover, he is confident in his abilities and is not inferior to the warriors in the tribe. He will definitely be able to surpass other princes in the future.

With such a bright future ahead of him, how could he commit himself to a small pig tribe and serve a female for the rest of his life?

He Fuxi also frowned.

The purpose of their trip was just to capture a long-arm warrior.

I didn’t expect that the Long-Arm Tribe leader would be so willing to spend so much money that he even gave away his first heir?

Very suspicious.

The three of them exchanged glances secretly.

"You are so polite, Chief. Your Highness is the next Chief of the Long Arms. It is not easy for us to take him away. It would be more appropriate to replace him with a warrior."

He Fuxi said.

Hou Xing was displeased again after hearing this.

What’s the matter? Doesn’t this little female like him?

How arrogant!

It turns out that there is no one around this old man Zhan Rong who can see anything!

The old patriarch had a kind face:

"Madam, you are wrong. Hou Xing is my son, and his first priority is to reproduce the offspring of the tribe. Whether he becomes the tribe leader is secondary. If there are no offspring and the tribe declines, what is the point of being the tribe leader?"

These words silenced Hou Xing's complaints.

Being a prince is both an honor and a shackle.

No matter how reluctant he was, he couldn't openly refute his father's idea.

Now that the old patriarch has said this, He Fuxi has nothing to complain about.

Although Hou Xing's character is not very good, his ability is indeed the strongest in the entire clan.

As for character...

She believed that Zhan Rong could "teach" him well.