Rushing along the way, Zhao Chongtian did not have enough time to negotiate from the beginning, so when his unilateral additional conditions were vetoed, he simply chose to compromise.

As far as he knew, there was the shadow of Lin Ming in the broken arm of Mo Xie and the peace he proposed a few hours ago, as well as in the battle where his body was destroyed a few days ago, and after experiencing the horror of Lin Ming himself, in Zhao Chongtian's opinion, Lin Ming's threat to the cultivation realm had overshadowed Mo Xie.

After all, he and Zhao Lao shot together, and they failed to defeat Lin Ming on the premise of doing enough homework beforehand.

This son is really not to stay.

Zhao Chongtian was silent in his heart.

"Brother Zhao, what's the matter, what are you thinking?"

At this moment, Mo Xie was flying side by side with Zhao Chongtian, one left and one right, and the angels and the monks who followed one after another hung far behind them.

After initially confirming the sincerity of the peace between the two sides, Zhao Chongtian and Mo Ye went to the hiding place of the orphans together, and he proposed to let Mo Ye tell him the specific location, and then he could get everything done with a few phone calls, but Mo Ye refused.

Therefore, in order to show sincerity and monitor Mo Ye, Zhao Chongtian had to act with Mo Ye.

"Nothing. I was just thinking about how far away I was from my destination. ”

Zhao Chongtian snorted.

"It's not far away, well, it's here. ”

Two hours had passed since Zhao Chongtian joined the team halfway, and as Mo Ye had predicted, he had already seen the mountains in the distance, and the orphans were hiding in one of them.

The mountains under the night sky are quiet, like camels running through the sandbar for a day, sleeping soundly.

Looking at this quiet picture, Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he had learned from Zhao Chongtian about Linming's appearance in the imperial capital, he had never been very reassured.

But he's relieved now.

In his perception, he saw the children, saw Li Xinmei, and they were all asleep.

He also saw Lan Xin, well, this girl was hiding herself in the dark, practicing her knife throwing skills against a bunch of hapless police officers.

There was a fire burning on the mountain road, the wreckage of several police cars was lying in the middle of the road, and piles of police officers were shooting at the irregular X** shooting in the mountains and forests, and the scene was slightly spectacular.

Mo Xie didn't understand what was happening here.

Why are there so many police cars, police and inspectors running into the mountains?

Why can Li Xinmei and the children in the cave still sleep after this scene on the mountain road?

Mo Xie couldn't read it, but he knew what to do.

"Brother Zhao, wait a moment. ”

Mo Xie summoned Anqi,

"I have a female disciple who is only seven or eight years old and has encountered some trouble in front of her, you can take a few people to deal with it. ”

Now he is half a big man, and he doesn't have to do everything himself.

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The body that Lin Ming occupies nominally has the supremacy of the blood clan, and in reality, with his recent efforts, the power he actually holds is indeed developing step by step towards the trend of matching the title of 'True Ancestor'.

Until he lost in the imperial capital.

Outside the imperial capital, on the side of the fragmentary plane wreckage, all the blood clans gathered around and held a meeting.

"Lord True Ancestor, the Council has never passed this action, Old Thief Zhao is still as powerful as the legend, if we still insist on acting, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky. I propose to retreat. ”

Hank, the only bald man in the blood clan who came with Lin Ming, admonished Lin Ming.

"Seconded!"

A large crowd chimed in.

This group of unmotivated things, when Lin Ming and Zhao Lao started, they all lost consciousness one by one, so they didn't know anything about the specific situation of the two giants, they just judged their own fiasco from the wreckage of the plane and Lin Ming's "didn't win".

The strength of the cultivators and the powerlessness of these dark races in the face of the cultivators had long been deeply imprinted in their bones, and the confidence that Lin Ming had accumulated in their hearts all the way when he killed the cultivators like chickens and played with Zhou Xinyan in the palm of his hand was all eliminated in this defeat.

Ten thousand high-rise buildings have been on the ground for ten years, and they have only fallen to the ground in a breath.

Lin Ming did not explain this, and he did not participate in the entire meeting initiated by many unilateral organizations of the blood clan.

At this moment, he was lying on the ground like a dead corpse, and he was still the kind that could not be seen.

The blood clan gathered Lin Ming in the center as a round table for a meeting.

"Don't make any noise! Let True Ancestor be quiet!"

Chen Ziqiang couldn't stand it anymore, whether it was for the peculiar efficiency and brain circuits of the foreign ghosts or for Lin Ming's style of acting, he couldn't stand it anymore and had enough.

Okay.

He originally thought that Lin Ming was a heroic hero, with the courage and planning to see the world, but he was wrong, after following Lin Ming, he saw all kinds of dangerous experiments to death and all kinds of strange forcible PK, such as tonight.

Why do you want to do it with the Zhao family?

He was puzzled.

He had thought that the Bloods were a well-organized and well-organized race, as they had a long lifespan and plenty of time to learn about the world.

Then he found that this group of blood clans was not very proficient in other things, that is, they were diligent in meetings and played infighting in the workplace.

So in fact, before shouting this sentence, he was faced with two choices:

Is it better to scold Lin Ming for writing or for scolding this group of nobles?

He remembered the cup of True Ancestor's blood, which had only one bottom, and chose the latter.

The boss stupidity is not the most annoying, what is annoying is the dark internal political environment.

Lin Ming is not a loyal and treacherous boss, at least not in Chen Ziqiang's opinion.

At least Lin Ming's rewards and punishments are clear.

That's right, Lin Ming lost and was frustrated tonight, but the opponent is the Zhao family and Zhao Lao, and he can ensure that everyone can retreat, Chen Ziqiang feels that this is already very remarkable.

The cultivator Tianke Blood Clan, there is nothing to be ashamed of losing.

"What are you? Dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu?"

Before Chen Ziqiang's words fell, Hank jumped up, grabbed Chen Ziqiang's collar and squirted his saliva into Chen Ziqiang's nostrils.

Live like an angry bull.

In fact, these 'main retreats' also have anger in their hearts.

has been suppressed by cultivators for thousands of years, the death of their true ancestors, the sealing of their own true ancestors, and now it is easy to find one, I thought that the sun of the blood clan was about to rise, but I didn't expect to lose to the cultivators.

Unwilling.

Not reconciled.

Chen Ziqiang was very close to Hank's face, and he could clearly see the bloodshot in Hank's eyes, twenty-five in his left eye and seventeen in his right eye.

Then he laughed.

"Lao Tzu is more than you thing!"

The casserole punch had already been pinched, and Chen Ziqiang made it close contact with Hank's right eye socket, hoping that this punch would help Hank's left and right eyes regain balance.