A night of clouds and rain, for Leng Linglong, is undoubtedly the first time to taste the fruits between men and women.

That mood, that feeling, is really unforgettable!

When she woke up the next day, Leng Linglong was lying on Yi Xiaofei's chest.

This is the perfect transformation from a girl to a woman. This kind of transformation has made Leng Linglong's complexion much better.

The whole person also has a little more charm, and the feeling of being close to Yi Xiaofei like this is very sweet!

"Xiao Fei, no matter what, this time the battle of the Holy Son of the Leng Clan, you can do your best!"

For Yi Xiaofei, Leng Linglong doesn't want a little accident, she wants Yi Xiaofei to be safe, because the current Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang is too deep!

The crisis is also there at any time, and some people of the Leng tribe have disappeared inexplicably under the hunting in the mountains. This is missing, apparently dead.

And all this is inseparable from the Ji tribe and the Di tribe.

It's just that there is not enough evidence, and now there are open, dark, and some disputes between the three major tribes, and death is inevitable.

"Don't worry, I'll handle it!"

Yi Xiaofei kissed Leng Linglong's forehead, and with Yi Xiaofei's kiss, under the thin silkworm quilt, the hand belonging to Leng Linglong actually began to be restless.

This restlessness made Leng Linglong's face flushed, and then he bit it lightly next to Yi Xiaofei's ear.

"Again...... Come once!"

After saying this, he turned his head aside.

And for this, of course Yi Xiaofei will be unconditionally satisfied, after all, a woman like Leng Linglong will not be bored. Freshness is always there.

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When the two of them left the house, it was almost eight o'clock, and someone had already arranged breakfast among the Leng tribe.

After the meal, Yi Xiaofei was taken to the central part of the Leng tribe.

Because the elders of the Leng clan, the patriarch, they are all the high-level members of the Leng clan, waiting for Yi Xiaofei.

Yi Xiaofei is already a holy son, which also represents the face of the Leng tribe.

Moreover, Yi Xiaofei's performance, the elders of the Leng tribe and others were very satisfied after hearing about it.

Strong! Duanmu Xiaofei is a strong holy son! This is undoubtedly what the Leng tribe wants, and of course, the most important thing is strength.

It was Elder Feng Mo who brought Yi Xiao over, but when he arrived, Elder Feng Mo did not go in, after all, in the Leng tribe, an elder with a foreign surname was in such a major meeting, and if he wanted to go in, he needed a certain amount of strength, at least the Ten Heavens Realm, to be valued.

When Yi Xiaofei entered, he was greeted with a series of eyes.

All eyes were on Yi Xiaofei's body.

At the top, there was an old man with sparse white hair, holding a cane in his hand, and beside him, a silver-gray wolf with a strong body almost two meters long.

This one is the patriarch of the Leng tribe, Leng Linglong's grandfather, Leng Qingquan!

"Patriarch!!"

Yi Xiaofei looked at Leng Qingquan, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.

Anyway, this one is Leng Linglong's grandfather, and he deserves such respect.

"Yes, yes, it's really good, with you, there is hope for my Leng tribe!"

After Leng Qingquan knew about the matter, he and Yi Xiaofei met for the first time, but about Yi Xiaofei, Leng Linquan told him all, after all, Leng Qingquan is the patriarch and must know.

And after knowing it, he recognized Yi Xiaofei even more.

Because this young man is worthy of being cultivated by the Leng tribe, not to mention his beloved granddaughter, who still likes this young man.

Now that the Leng tribe is under great pressure, Yi Xiaofei's appearance can be regarded as a rescue.

After all, the encounter at that time is not a decisive battle between tribes and tribes, but a battle of the Holy Son!

Whoever wins, for the tribe, has a huge benefit.

"Guys, what do you think?"

"Patriarch!

Soon a person stood up, and this stood up was a middle-aged man, this middle-aged man was very burly and had very dark skin.

"Leng Jian! why is it not appropriate, let's hear it?"

"Patriarch! I've checked it, Duanmu Clan, there is no such person as Duanmu Xiaofei at all, and the Miao people of Duanmu Clan haven't seen it either......! In case of...... It's ......"

I want to say it, but I can't say it.

"In case it's the Ji tribe, and the Di tribe, it's a spies, or it's a person from the Miao tribe in Northern Xinjiang!

"Patriarch! This is indeed what I'm worried about, I'm afraid that many of the elders present have such worries!"

Leng Jian said loudly, and when this sentence was said, some elders did frown.

"Don't worry! Duanmu Xiaofei has no problem, he is Duanmu Zecheng, the grandson of the Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang, and now that he is back, I have already contacted the patriarch of Zecheng!"

"So, everyone, Duanmu Xiaofei is worthy of the cultivation of our Leng clan, the result of the battle of the Holy Son this time, I think you all know, if my Leng clan continues like this, I am afraid that the status of the large tribe will not be able to be maintained!"

Leng Qingquan sighed lightly, the people present also knew, and now with the patriarch's assurance, it really can't be wrong.

"Duanmu Xiaofei, I heard what Lin Quan said, what you want, in addition to the Heavenly Spirit Crystal, there is also the Blood Spirit Crystal, which is the corpse of the Gold Devouring Worm, right?"

Heavenly Spirit Crystal and Blood Spirit Crystal, the elders of the Leng Clan present didn't feel anything, after all, the Leng Clan's stock was still a lot. But when it came to the corpse of the gold devouring worm, they were very surprised.

After all, the gold-devouring insect corpse is still very precious, and among the Leng tribe, the gold-devouring insects cultivated by several king-level masters are difficult to obtain the gold-devouring insect corpse, but now they have to give Duanmu Xiaofei.

"Well, this little guy, it's time for it!"

Yi Xiaofei whistled, this whistle came out, and Xiao Jin, who was in the collar, flew out, fluttering his wings, flying.

Judging from the size and color, the gold devouring insect belonging to Yi Xiaofei is already an adult.

The adult Gold Eater Worm, if you go further, it is the Gold Devouring King Insect, but the Gold Devouring King Worm is not so easy to advance.

"How are you doing? Duanmu Xiaofei's Gold Devouring Worm is very important! After all, the Ji tribe, as well as the Holy Son of the Di tribe, also have a gold devouring worm in their hands! We can't afford to fall behind! In a battle against the odds, all resources will be poured into Duanmu Xiaofei!"

"Stand up, my Leng tribe, don't tell me what to say, gossip behind your back!!"

Leng Qingquan's tone aggravated a lot, and that tone was undoubtedly a prestige as a patriarch!

(End of chapter)