Here, Grass and Rosanne hurried to the market.

When passing by the west gate of the city, I occasionally saw wolf ink.

"Patriarch ......" Cao approached, stepped forward to tell what happened on Liang's side just now, and at the end, he didn't forget to tell Jiang Qing's abnormal behavior.

When Wolf Mo heard this, his expression changed suddenly.

Han Jun's face was instantly filled with a cold atmosphere.

The grass voice was not light, and everyone around Jian and the others could hear it clearly.

All of a sudden, everyone was furious. Obviously, the last unbearable for Liang Nasi has come to naught, and all of them are hatred and contempt, for those who can even betray their own tribe, they can't ask for more, instead of being entangled, why not do it at once!

"You go to the market first, and Jiang Qing will deal with it over there." Wolf Mo said coldly.

The deep, dark eyes are gradually covered with icy picks. The thin lips were pursed, hooking a cold arc, and there seemed to be a touch of gloom on the cold face of the wolf ink, he was familiar with Jiang Qing's temperament. Liang dared to be delusional about the buns, how could Jiang Qing be light-hearted, thinking that Cao and Luo Shan were by his side, Jiang Qing might not do anything excessive. However, it is difficult to say after the grass and Roshan are separated!

Thinking of it, Wolf Mo's eyes flashed slightly, and he disappeared in an instant.

Grass and Rosanne were stunned, nodded and headed towards the market.

happened to meet Feng Luan and his party who were walking quickly from the market to the west gate of the city, Cao and Luo Shan were startled, but when they touched Mo Jia who was following Feng Luan and others, they let go of the heartbeat that was clenched in their throats.

Asking with a questioning look, Moga shook her head and didn't explain anything.

Confused, Grass and Rosanne stepped up.

Wolf Mo frowned, and just as he was about to let Lunbi take over, he went back to Taoyuan. But before he could speak, he saw Feng Luan's group of people coming from the market, and they could be seen faintly behind Feng Luan, followed by the people of the Tianhe clan led by Tian Ming, with a stirring expression, all showing a strong sense of excitement. In Qingnan, all the clans and tribes eat sea salt in exchange for sea salt, which has a slightly stronger taste but is expensive. Even a clan as powerful as a clan can't take advantage of the fish-people.

Yes, at first glance, I heard that the tribe of chasing the wind actually held salt in their hands.

Suddenly, the two clans of Tianshi and Tianhe went crazy in an instant, if it weren't for Lance and the others holding weapons on the side, eyeing them against them, they really wanted to rob them. The people of the three tribes were stunned when they got the salt that gave them their share! After reacting, he clung to the snakeskin bag containing salt, guarded against the people of the two clans, and quickly ran back to the house with neat movements, and hurriedly closed the door tightly. I am afraid that if I am one step late, the salt in my hand will be snatched away by the people of the clan.

When the people of the two clans came to their senses, the streets were bustling with only the people of their two clans, and the people of the Chasing Wind tribe who were in charge of patrolling the streets.

Feng Luan reacted the fastest, and was busy asking for Qing's meaning.

She had tasted the semi-fine salt in the snakeskin bag, and it tasted salty, much more delicious than the salt bartered with the fishmen in the clan.

Qing is very straightforward, and sues them in front of everyone.

If you want table salt, then exchange it for something of equivalent.

Hearing this, the eyes of the people of the two clans flashed blood, and they were very dissatisfied with the toughness in Qing's words.

When did the clan do things, when was it restrained by others in this Qingnan?

Immediately, some people couldn't hold back and wanted to do it.

Lance and the others rushed up, their eyes were murderous, and they did not hide the desire to see blood in their hearts.

Seeing this, Feng Luan and the others hurriedly stretched out their hands to stop it, and in this case, all of them didn't want to leave Taoyuan lightly. The current Wind Chaser tribe is not the one that could be controlled by the De clan when they were in the Forest of Death. Now it is not what it used to be, the Chasing Wind tribe is not the Amon of the past, if you dare to use it, you have to shed your skin first.

After saying a few soft words, Feng Luan didn't care about the grudge with the Tianhe clan, and hurried to the west gate of the city, wanting to discuss the matter of salt with Wolf Mo. In fact, it was not only about salt, but they were also very interested in many things in the market. Asked what Guo Qing meant, and hurriedly looked for wolf ink.

"Patriarch Wolf Mo, please stay!" Feng Luan's crisp and sweet voice, with a hint of eagerness, opened his mouth to call out wolf ink from afar.

Wolf Mo paused, raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Luan and his party, the corners of his mouth twitched with faint disdain.

Wealth touches people's hearts.

Jiang Qing's words were not false at all, and he didn't understand what he meant at first.

After listening to Jiang Qing's explanation, it suddenly dawned on her.

Looking at the agitated and greedy eyes on the faces of Feng Luan and the others, the sneer on Wolf Mo's face deepened, and he understood without asking too much. Jiang Qing's trick worked, just threw out the half-fine salt, these people are already ready to move, and then things will go much smoother, they don't want anything else at the moment, just one is safe. As long as they are given enough time, let alone Qingnan, they will not be afraid even if they confront many clans in the north.

"What?" Wolf Mo said coldly.

In the face of Feng Luan's gorgeous and delicate appearance, there is no such thing as any fluctuation that should be there.

Seeing this, Feng Luan's face darkened.

Tianming, who followed behind Feng Luan and the others, was shocked again.

Originally, in Tianming's heart, he regarded wolf ink very highly. However, seeing that the wolf ink does not color the phoenix, the vigilance of the wolf ink is even heavier.

It seems that the rise of the Wind Chaser Tribe is only a matter of time.

Tianming shook his head lightly, shaking off all the mixed thoughts in his mind, salt is a big matter, and the Tianshi clan must not be allowed to dominate.

In recent years, the fish-man appetite has been increasing.

They had long been irritated to deal with the Fishmen, and if they could now get salt from the Wind Chasers, they would no longer have to face the greedy faces of the Fishmen. In this way, the growth of the fish-man is restricted, and without the support of the land, the fish-man will not dare to be arrogant even if he walks on land in the future. Compared with some small tribes, Ru Mao drinks blood, and the daily salt consumed by tens of thousands of people in the clan is not a small amount. In order to coexist, they had to choose to compromise on certain conditions, and the more this happened, the more the fish-man's ambitions grew.

Now, the fish-people are on land.

does not take them in the slightest eye, is domineering and unscrupulous.

The clan is not unaware of the disadvantages of this, but in exchange for salt with the fishmen, they can only compromise again and again.

Not many people know about this, and the life of the clan is not as glamorous as outsiders see.

"We want to discuss the matter of salt with the Wolf Mo Patriarch......" Feng Luan said with a smile, her face blooming with a gorgeous face, radiant and unbearable.

"Not available." Wolf Mo's face sank, and the two words should be crisp, and he didn't take Feng Luan's flattering smile to heart at all.

Crisply, decisively.

At this time, even Jane and the others couldn't help but laugh.

is worthy of being the strongest patriarch of their Chasing Wind Tribe, and a mere Fengluan is not enough to see.

Feng Luan's face froze, and he looked at Wolf Mo in a daze, this time he was rejected like this, Feng Luan didn't know how to react.