Chen Mo was not in a hurry, and groped for the evil monarch again, and found a few letters, one of which was written on the letter paper, with the words "Counting Heavenly Gate", Chen Mo opened the letter and looked at it.

His face suddenly turned blue, his hands trembled, his handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and he didn't need to guess to know that it was written by a strong man, and the content was roughly a bid of 50,000 spirit stones to kill Liang Feiyun.

The pen is blank, I don't know who is so ruthless, in order to kill Liang Feiyun, he did not hesitate to spend 50,000 spirit stones to hire a killer, and he also wanted to put Liang Feiyun to death.

"It's so daring, even if the gate of heaven is green and yellow, there are internal ghosts in it, I Chen Mo will not find out his person, and I will not give up. ”

Putting away the envelope, Chen Mo looked up at the people of the Red Flame Tribe and the Yellow Di Tribe.

They also looked at Chen Mo, but the resoluteness on their faces was like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, they had to fight to the death, the decline of the Huangdi tribe and the Red Flame tribe was not without reason, and at this point, they still wanted to kill each other, without the slightest sobriety.

Chen Mo walked up, above the vacuum, as if he had set up a killing sword, making people feel a fatal crisis, making the members of the Red Flame Tribe and the Huangdi Tribe dare not breathe.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now, you are lucky to have survived, but in my opinion, you do not have this awareness, and you want to fight to the death and die together. ”

Chen Mo's words are fine and articulate, which makes people feel that Chen Mo's anger is pouring out again, if he doesn't take it seriously, he is afraid that it will make Chen Mo's heart cold, and then the members of the two tribes will no longer exist.

With Chen Mo's ability, there is no doubt that there is a fake, and if you want to kill them, you only need to make a gesture to complete it.

Zhou Bodong walked up and explained the ins and outs of the two tribes clearly.

After hearing this, Chen Mo had his own idea, waved his hand, Zhou Bodong and Lu Bo stood behind him, led by Chen Mo, forming a team, all the priests and the Dharma King looked at each other, the emperor was willing to be Chen Mo's subordinate, and they didn't have to listen to Chen Mo's words, otherwise they would despise the emperor.

"My lord, our Red Flame Tribe and Huangdi Tribe have deep grievances, this is the rule set by the ancestors, we must kill each other, otherwise it will be a deception to destroy the ancestors. ”

The Dafa King spoke forcefully, pulled out the old ancestor and told Chen Mo, if you stop me from going to war with the Huangdi tribe, it will be for me to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and I am sorry for the ancestors and the ancestors.

Chen Mo was extremely wise, how could he not hear the meaning of the Great Fa King's words, and his eyes looked at the camp of the Huang Di tribe.

The fourth priest took a step forward, and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow the ancestral teachings and fight the Red Flame Tribe endlessly, besides, there are only four of us left in the Huangdi tribe today, plus the holy maiden, there are only five people, how can such a Huangdi tribe rise?"

The Red Flame Tribe attacked the Huangdi tribe, causing the lives to be ruined, and the evil king added to the fire, causing the ordinary people of the Huangdi tribe to die one after another, and in the end, only five people were alive.

The four priests didn't want to start a war with the Red Flame Tribe, but they hated the head, the High Priest fell, and there was no successor, so they simply fought with the Red Flame Tribe to see who killed the deer.

Hearing this, Chen Mo frowned, it was difficult for a Qing official to cut off family affairs, and the Huangdi tribe was indeed a bit of a trick. How powerful the Haotian Emperor was back then, it is estimated that even he himself would not have thought that because of an ancestral teaching, the Huangdi tribe would be destroyed.

After thinking about it, Chen Mo decided to look at Lu Bo and Zhou Bodong's opinions, they are the emperors of the Red Flame Tribe and the Huangdi Tribe, and they should have the responsibility of the emperor, and they have to deal with this matter of great importance.

"Chen Mo Gongzi, I have a sense of belonging to the Huangdi tribe, it was the high priest who saved my life, before she died, she told me that she would take the Huangdi tribe to glory, so I can't watch the Huangdi tribe go to extinction, this is my main request, of course, I don't want the Chiyan tribe to have any problems, but I don't have a good choice in this matter, I always feel that God's will makes people, and it is better to value peace. ”

Lu Bo said his heart, his firm eyes were undoubted, Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder slightly, Lu Bo took a few steps back, believing that Chen Mo would deal with this matter.

It was Zhou Bodong's turn, he thought for a moment, looked up at Mu Fengyang, at this time Mu Fengyang's injuries were getting better, but his body was weak, and he walked bumpy.

Seeing this, Zhou Bodong said with a smile: "I listened to Brother Chen Mo." ”

"Good. ”

Chen Mo nodded, raised his head to look at the starry sky, and didn't say a word, no one knew his thoughts, but the members of the Red Flame Tribe and the Huangdi Tribe were anxious in their hearts.

The fate of the current Red Flame Tribe and the Huangdi Tribe is in the hands of Chen Mo.

His every move, word and deed can play a vital role.

"The universe is desolate, ill-fated, in the place you can't see, it's not that there is no better world, if one day, you learn to be independent, to bravely accept all this, you may not be able to find out, grievances and grievances, after all, is a hurdle that binds fate. ”

"What you have to do is to step this hurdle and go to a better world for the rest of your life. ”

As soon as Chen Mo said this, the priests and the Dharma kings exchanged ears, and they always felt that Chen Mo was playing tricks, and the purpose was to make them leave the tribe and not meddle in the affairs between the tribes.

This is also Chen Mo's helpless move, the hatred between the two tribes has accumulated too deeply, it can't be resolved in a day or two, the best way is not to see each other, time will dilute everything.

Chen Mo can't deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, if someone kills Chen Mo's ancestor, he will definitely try to take revenge, since Chen Mo can't do it, he can't force others.

Soon, the four priests of the Red Flame Tribe stood up and said, "My lord, the old body can leave the tribe, but there is one thing to ask for, that is, I hope that the lord can marry the holy woman for the good of Qin and Jin, give birth to a man and half a woman, and leave incense for the tribe." ”

Although this statement seems abrupt, but the old body can't rest assured of the tribe, I'm afraid that after a hundred years, I won't be blind, if I don't find Ruyi Langjun for the saint as soon as possible, my heart will be uneasy. ”

"Really?" Chen Mo asked rhetorically, the four priests were neither humble nor arrogant, and they had no intention of releasing their mouths at all, once the holy woman and Chen Mo's rhyme became a pair, it would really be a great joy.

Therefore, the four priests were stubborn and also wanted to give the holy daughter to Chen Mo.

As for whether Chen Mo wanted it or not, the four priests had no bottom in their hearts.

At this moment, the saint is shy, like a bud waiting to be released, quite a bit of a woman's posture.

Chen Mo is the dragon and phoenix among people, the pride of the sky, and a light that cannot be erased in her heart, where he is, the world will become a better place, she has fallen.

Seeing the saint like this, Chen Mo smiled playfully, "Girl, are you willing to be a flower girl and get on the sedan chair?"

"I... I do. The saint raised her head, smiled, and spoke her heart.

She looked at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo looked at her.

In this moment, a lot of information is exchanged.

The next moment!

The saint's face was discolored, which made the world more sad, hovering over her head, lowering the shadows between the hazy, she stumbled, and every step was as heavy as Mount Tai.

It wasn't until she came to Chen Mo that she raised her head with difficulty, swallowed the bitterness in her mouth, and asked, "You don't like me?"