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Fang Ling continued: "Then the second possibility is simpler, only by killing the old patriarch, Turansai Khan and them can possibly seek the position of the next patriarch. 35xs

Huo Junyuan nodded in agreement: "Then what are you going to do, second brother?"

Fang Ling shook his head, and said with a bit of "confusion" and "confusion": "There is no way to remove the Hundred Evil Corpse Worms, then there is no way to catch the handle of the other party, I am afraid that it is difficult to determine which party is doing it, seeing that a tribal meeting is about to be held at this juncture, the only way to do this is to wait and see what happens, and wait for the other party to 'reve' out." ”

Huo Junyuan nodded and sighed: "Second brother is right, I am afraid that acting rashly now will cause unnecessary trouble, but it is not the shaman witch king's hands and feet, otherwise the second brother, you will help Tulan Motuo to obtain the invincible golden sword, I am afraid it will be difficult." ”

Fang Ling couldn't help but sigh secretly, as long as things didn't develop in the most troublesome direction.

The Shaman Witch King's cultivation is unfathomable, even if he is ten percent cultivated, he may not be his opponent, not to mention that the internal injuries are still quite serious, not to mention that this guy must also have a witch corpse that is the size of the morning!

Unable to think of any other solution for a while, Fang Ling didn't think about anything and began to heal his injuries seriously, there will be a big battle in the Lost City, and if the internal injuries are better, there will be one more chance of winning.

On the second day, Turanmoto sent an envoy to the other three tribes in the name of his father, announcing the convening of a meeting of the chiefs, and at the same time selecting the clan's masters and various supplies to prepare for entering the lost city.

Because it would take some time for the patriarchs of various clans to come over, in the next few days, in addition to healing, Fang Ling was with Tulan Motuo, hunting the grassland during the day, drinking at night for pleasure, discussing major events in the world from time to time, and expressing their opinions.

Both of them are talented men, although there is a gap in age, but this does not hinder the communication between the two, but as they talk more and more, the more they feel like heroes cherish heroes, and the friendship is naturally getting deeper and deeper. Debuted SSM.33XS

At the same time, Lu Bei and the others were also secretly inquiring about the news of various aspects, but because the shaman hall was heavily guarded, full of poisons, and there were shaman witch kings and a bunch of shaman red witches guarding them, Lu Bei and the others did not dare to venture in, and the other information collected could not guide who was the real culprit behind the refining of corpse worms. 35xs

Time passed day by day, and by the sixth day, Fang Ling's injuries had healed by thirty percent, and on this day, the last patriarch also rushed to Dongla Canyon.

In the afternoon of the same day, when Fang Ling and Turanmotuo walked into the hall of the patriarch's mansion together, the four clan chiefs had already arrived.

Turansai Khan sat on the first wooden chair on the left, his face dark, as if he was holding back a fire in his belly. (Initial launch, domain name (remember _ three.)

On the second chair sat the Wushen patriarch Tiemuqi, although Temuqi looked no different from usual, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was an outsider, but the steady breathing that was deliberately controlled showed the hidden anger in his heart.

Sitting on the third chair was the patriarch of the Sauron clan, Sauron Qingge, a man in his forties, with a square face and a tiger-eyed figure, and a head taller than the people present. He was wrapped in a deerskin robe, and he sat in a position with a big thorn, wondering if the chair would collapse by him.

On the seat on the right side of the hall sat the two patriarchs who supported Turanmoto, the first and second were vacant, the third was the Zahan patriarch Zahan Helei, and the fourth was the Bayan patriarch Bayanbil, who, like Soren Qingge, was also a big man, a little shorter than the other party, but also quite burly.

As soon as he saw Fang Ling appear, Turansai Khan's eyes suddenly "revealed" a rolling killing machine, grabbed the chair handle with one hand, and only pressed out five finger prints on the hard wood.

Tie Muqi's face also sank suddenly, staring at Fang Ling gloomily, but he didn't eat him alive.

Being able to sit in the position of the patriarch, the few people present are not fools, and soon after the key was stolen, Turanmoto was in a hurry to convene a meeting of the patriarchs, obviously about the Lost City, so for Fang Ling to appear here, Tiemuqi and the others were not a little surprised, but they couldn't bear the anger in their hearts. 35xs

Turansai Khan raised his hand, let go of his palm, and a pile of sawdust scattered from his palm, he roared sharply: "The surname Fang, you are really bold, you dare to appear here blatantly after stealing the key, do you think that with Mo Tuo covering you, I won't dare to take you?"

His tiger roar was really scary, if a child was only afraid of being scared out of a bucket of tears, but Fang Ling was not a three-year-old child, he smiled slightly and said: "The key is an ownerless thing, whoever can grab it is whose ability." If the world knew that Master Saihan was angry with me for not stealing the key, I was afraid that my reputation would be damaged. ”

"You have the courage to say this kind of thing, do you think anyone will believe it?" Turan Sai Khan didn't expect Fang Ling's mouth to be so sharp, he was so angry, and snorted coldly.

Chahan Helei crossed his arms and sneered on the side: "Young Master Saihan, if it is just a southerner, no one will believe it, but this Fang Gongzi in front of you is not an ordinary southerner. ”

Turansai Khan glanced at Fang Ling up and down, laughed presumptuously and said, "It's not an ordinary southerner, what is that?"

Chahan Helei said with a playful smile: "This is the dignified prince of the Chu State, His Royal Highness the King of Shicheng!"

"What...... What?" Turansai Khan and Temuqi were taken aback, and couldn't help but look at each other, unable to accept such an answer for a while, and Sorenqingge also stared, not expecting that the thief who stole the key would have such a prominent identity.

In fact, both Turansai Khan and Temuqi knew that this Nanren did have an extraordinary bearing, and when they saw him kill Cai Guoren, they guessed that it was likely to be a native of Chu, so when they heard Chahan Helei talk about it, they thought that he was only afraid of being a nobleman of Chu State, but no one thought that he was actually the identity of the prince.

Tie Muqi had the urge to slap himself, the face hidden by his cousin was actually the dignified prince of Chu State, and he was turned upside down by the other party, and there was no way to do anything to him now, the anger in his heart was rampaging through his body, the green tendons on his forehead were beating, and his gaze staring at Fang Ling became more and more cold. Fastest update mobile terminal: s:/m.33xs/

Fang Ling didn't care about Tulan Motuo's 'revealed' identity, and it was only a matter of time before the news reached Tianji Hou's ears.

Turansai Khan was furious, and with a file of his teeth, he sneered, "Do you think I will believe that he is the King of Stone City? ”

Tulan Motuo led Fang Ling to the seat and sat down, and said with an understatement: "Do you want Your Highness to take out the jade plate given by the Emperor of Chu State in order to make your cousin believe in Your Highness's identity?"

The corners of Turansai Khan's mouth twitched fiercely, and he secretly said that this was too stupid to ask, how could a cautious person like Turanmoto be gullible to others just by saying a word?

He stared at Fang Ling fiercely, and said coldly: "It seems that it is also his blessing that the Great Witch of Cylon can be overtaken by His Highness." ”

Fang Ling smiled slightly, and pretended to be dumb and said, "What are these words, Young Master Saihan, didn't the Great Witch of Sailong disappear in Ghost Cry City, how did you connect with me?"

Seeing that Fang Ling actually pretended to be stupid and refused to admit the matter of killing Sylon, Turansai Khan snorted heavily.

Tulan Motuo is secretly Fang Ling is smart, some things can only be placed in the dark, if it is true, it will be troublesome, the status of the shaman is very noble, if the news of a prince of Chu killing a shaman is spread, I am afraid that it will have an extremely adverse impact.

At this moment, the sound of the Witch King driving the road was heard outside, and everyone stood up, and when the Shaman Witch King walked in, they all saluted respectfully and welcomed him to the main seat.

The shaman and witch king in a golden crown and golden robe sat on the upper seat, and the two shaman red witch gods on the left and right stood solemnly on both sides.

After sitting down, the Shaman Witch King said lightly: "Originally, the meeting of the five tribes was supposed to be presided over by the patriarch, but the patriarch is seriously ill, and now I will do it for him. As for the matters to be discussed at this meeting of patriarchs, I believe everyone already knows it. ”

Turansai Khan snorted coldly and said, "Lord Witch King, of course we know what we want to discuss, but what is the turn of the Nanren to participate in the meeting of the five tribes?"

Seeing that the other party was in trouble, Tulan Motuo said calmly: "In the ordinary five-tribe meeting, the southerners really have no reason to participate. However, today's meeting of the five clans is to discuss the matter of the Lost City, and as the owner of the key, His Royal Highness the King of Stone City is of course qualified to sit here!"

Shaman Witch King pressed his hand and said: "You are a guest from afar, it doesn't matter whether you are from the south or the grassland, since His Royal Highness the King of Shicheng has the most important key, then according to this king, it doesn't hurt to sit here." ”

Seeing that even the Witch King supported Motuo, Turansai Khan couldn't help but snort heavily, even though he was very dissatisfied, he had to keep his voice.

Fang Ling sat calmly in his chair, with a light smile on his face, no matter how Turansai Khan and the others stared at him with gloomy eyes, he seemed calm and composed, without the slightest sense of restraint, such a natural performance only made the opponent even more annoyed.

Turanmoto said with a smile: "The map of the Lost City is divided into nine parts, and our side has obtained five of them, plus the most important key in the hands of His Royal Highness the King of Stone City, and cousin, you have four maps on your side, that is to say, you already have the conditions to enter the Lost City!"

Seeing Turanmoto speaking unhurriedly, Turansai Khan, who was originally angry, waved his hand impatiently and said, "Motuo, what do you want?"

Turanmoto did not avoid his eyes at all, and said calmly: "I believe my cousin knows this very well!"

Turansai Khan slammed the handle of his chair and said angrily, "I know what you think!" However, if you don't have four maps on your side, then you can't even think of finding the Lost City, so don't think about you entering the Lost City alone. ”

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