The table was in a mess, waiting until the moon was in the middle of the sky, the stars were dotted, and the dinner party came to an end, in the past, at this time, they all began to compete or learn from each other, and today they were uncharacteristically not moving, and then there were very important things to discuss the name of the tribe, this matter is a major event of the tribe, and it has long been mentioned, because all kinds of things have been delayed until now, but everyone feels that now is the right time, after a sneak attack and counterattack, the tribe is more solid than before, and now is undoubtedly the most appropriate time. 『』

"I have discussed this matter with the patriarch, the tribe is everyone's tribe, and it is everyone's home, so the matter of choosing a name is decided by everyone, and any opinions can be put forward now." The voice of the old priest sounded, with a stern face, his eyes circled around the square, and finally stopped at Ling Fei's body, the meaning was obvious, Ling Fei had to participate in this matter.

Ling Fei nodded to reassure him, she had already had an idea about this matter, and the old priest retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and then a whispered discussion sounded in the main square.

"The Dragon Tribe, most of us here are from the Giant Clan and the Wyvern Tribe, and this name includes both tribes," someone spoke, and was retorted.

"Why don't you call it the Dragon Giant Tribe, I think the Dragon Giant is much better than the Dragon" I don't know if it's always justified, but there is no element of anger in it, I just feel that it is too simple to express the momentum of their tribe

The person who spoke first also reacted that there might be some problems with this order, and quickly explained: "It's okay, I think it's okay."

Ling Fei listened to the various divine beasts in his heart and began to run wildly, what the hell can you eat the dragon giant

In fact, it is not uncommon to take such a name, such as the Feilong tribe is named like this because the people with the surname Fei and the surname Long account for most of the tribe, so there are many people present who agree with the names of Long Ju and the dragon, and a few people have names similar to the Wu tribe or the Wu tribe, obviously because of the Wuxi tribe, but I don't know why the tribe wants to go to the name of the tribe that has been destroyed

At this time, it is constantly refreshing the lower limit and the profundity of cognition, similar to the Long Ling Clan, the Changhe Clan, so that Ling Fei was completely convinced, she thought she was an incompetent person with a name, but she didn't expect that there were more than her and Yan zhòng, but there were also reliable ones, such as the Plains Clan, but they were vetoed by Long Zhan as soon as they were proposed, because there is such a name as Buluo, and this tribe is still there

When Ling Fei said this, she felt that the man had some regrets, with her understanding of Dragon War, it was estimated that she regretted that the tribe still existed, otherwise this name could still be taken into account

When it was the old priest's turn, he turned his gaze to Ling Fei, "Ling Fei, you can understand so many words, I believe you will give the tribe a suitable name" The old priest obviously accentuated his voice on the word "text", and sure enough, everyone quieted down, looking over with a look of shock and admiration.

Before Ling Fei felt it, Long Zhan used his body to block all his sight outside, the meaning of protection was full, and it played a deterrent role, which also contained some meaning of declaration, seeing their patriarch like this, the people present naturally restrained a lot, but the shock in their hearts was not less at all.

Although Long Zhan blocked most of her sight, Ling Fei still saw many people's surprised expressions, she was no longer the little white who had just arrived here, she knew a lot of things on this continent, and she also understood why they were like this, she understood it, she was very nervous when she saw the man making such a gesture at this time, and secretly hooked Long Zhan's finger with her little finger, and then her backhand was caught, she was not a person who didn't know the world, and she was worried that she had exposed too many things and caused trouble, and she was worried, Hesitated, but all the uneasiness disappeared after shaking these hands, she believed that Long Zhan could protect her, she was just an ordinary person, and she had also felt sorry for herself, since she met this man, she had the courage, as long as she stood side by side with Long Zhan, she was not afraid of anything.

According to Ling Fei's guess, the text here should be hieroglyphics, and she saw a similar one when she was in the Gaoshan Clan, because she was tired of running so she didn't care too much about this, after all, you just wrote a beautiful hand, and you had to starve to death without food, and you didn't have the power to fight back against the beasts, until you settled down here and taught Qingyun acupoints that the matter of words was involved, and then it was discovered by the old priest, At that time, the expression of the old priest made Ling Fei understand that what she thought should be taken for granted may be incredible or even a miracle in the eyes of others, thousands of years of history is not achieved overnight, but after a long period of development and accumulation, style is the most special and important one, it represents the culture of an era and is also a means of inheritance, they have been struggling for food and clothing for a long time and do not have the extra energy to study such an ethereal thing, but not studying does not mean that they do not pay attention to it, The lack of words makes many of them have a name just a title, only a very small number of people can write their names in words, and more people are a pronunciation, a title, so the old priest shed tears of excitement when he saw Ling Fei write his name, and the two words that fluttered on the ground have a special meaning, and this feeling can only be deeply experienced by the person concerned.

Ling Fei had already discussed the matter with the old priest about the text, and then implemented the plan when it was snowy, and now the task was to choose a name, this Ling Fei had thought about it for a long time, and it had basically been decided, but now that the matter was approaching, she hesitated, she didn't know if it was appropriate to take this name.

As if sensing her thoughts, Long Zhan's hand tightened a little more, Ling Fei settled down and said: "Yan Huang, how about the Yan Huang tribe" After speaking, he subconsciously looked at the expressions of the people next to him, at this time Ling Fei couldn't tell whether she was looking forward to or being afraid, before, she was an insignificant one among more than a billion people, she didn't feel anything, but after she came here, she vaguely felt the power of the bloodline, saying that the bloodline may not be accurate, it should be said that it is a spirit, A spirit that still survives tenaciously in such a harsh environment, sometimes she will have a resonance when she sees the people here, as if something in her blood has awakened, sometimes she has a delusion, she is not a passerby, she has returned here after all kinds of twists and turns, she should have belonged to this land.

This feeling is especially strong at this time