672.Chapter 672: The Situation

After a while, Jiang Qing glanced at Redding.

Signal him to finish the dinner party as much as possible, so as not to cause other trouble.

Redding nodded, and got up to let Gain dismantle the whole roasted cow and lamb and share it with the others.

Afterwards, the heads of the two clans and the tribes were invited to sit down at the very central table and began to discuss salt and other matters. Wolf Mo carried Jiang Qing into the seat, and sat down without speaking. Reading wore a mask and skillfully chatted with everyone, quite arrogant as if he was sitting on the ground and raising prices.

However, I have tasted the food made from table salt and all kinds of delicious food.

A thought arose in everyone's hearts that no matter what the cost, they must get this table salt. Of course, it would be better if you could pack it with those delicious foods. What I saw and heard in the bazaar was not inferior to the clan, and the Chasing Wind tribe was not as domineering and powerful as the clan, it seemed that as long as you opened your mouth in exchange, you could get whatever you wanted.

No, even if they are afraid of the attitude of the clan, they are reluctant to stop. After all, after this village, there is no such shop. Although the clan is powerful, it has not yet reached the point of turning over the hands into clouds and turning the hands into rain, and now on this long table, there are more than 20 people, even the clan cannot do it against so many tribes at the same time, and even the crime will soon make all the tribes change their cowardly posture in the past, and discuss with Reading strongly.

With a cold eye, Reading talked and laughed and took the tribes into his arms.

Tianming and Yi Cheng's faces were not good-looking.

In the past, when they wanted to take something out of the tribe's hands, the tribe would cry and shout, and often sent people to say that they were not hungry and hungry.

Angry and angry.

But I also understand that from now on, the clan's control over the tribe is afraid to become more and more intense.

At the same time, a vague thought hit Tianming and Yi Cheng's hearts. Since the control is lower, it is almost time to use strong measures. After all, they had been to Yubei, and the entire Yubei was under the control of Xian Yu Mang, not to mention those scattered tribes, even the stronger clans were afraid of Xian Yu's family, and whoever let Xian Yu's family was behind the entire Beamon Empire.

Decades ago, the clan had inflated its ambitions, but they were fighting fiercely with each other but failed to get anything to gain. On the contrary, it weakened its own strength, and in order to avoid being swallowed by the tribe in the end, the two clans had to rest and recuperate. The Tianshi clan was even more daring, and instead set its sights on a certain clan outside Qingnan that bordered Yubei. That clan has just been promoted from the tribe, and its own strength cannot be compared with the clan that has been inherited in Yubei for thousands of years.

This unique location attracted the covetousness of the Tianshi clan.

Although the Tianshi clan is in the materially poor Qingnan, the accumulated heritage of thousands of years should not be underestimated. In this regard, the Tianhe clan is a big difference, the Tianshi clan really almost removed the Tianhe clan from Qingnan that time, even after decades of cultivation, but can no longer be on an equal footing with the Tianshi clan, in some respects it is subject to the Tianshi clan.

Yes, this is also why he knew that the Tianshi clan was planning the Northern Expedition, but he couldn't intervene to make trouble.

This grievance made the hatred accumulated in Tianming's heart only deep.

What Feng Luan said when he came to the door was just a joke for Yu Tianming.

"Wolf Mo, where are you putting my clan in this way?" Feng Luanjiao said with a smile. Sitting beside Yi Cheng, his eyes swept over Jiang Qing and landed on Wolf Mo's face. For this person, she was so angry that her teeth were itching, but she was helpless. Even the beauty that has always been invincible will not work in front of him at all.

In addition to anger, bitterness inevitably arises.

When did she fall to the point where she was going to borrow her beauty?

Of course, she thought about this in her heart at most, even if she was closest to Manda, she would not mention it. It's no wonder that the face is just a faint unwillingness.

"How is your clan, what does it have to do with me!" Wolf Mo said coldly.

didn't take Feng Luan's sarcastic words to heart at all, Feng Luan was a woman after all, too soft-hearted. Previously, because of the face of the clan, there might be some people who would give in to Feng Luan, but now, the clan could not control these things, and the tribe showed a hideous posture. Hearing that Feng Luan was using the clan as a gimmick, Wolf Mo was very disdainful.

Resting on its laurels, the decline of the clan is only a matter of time.

When Feng Luan heard this, his expression froze.

For Feng Luan, Jiang Qing has no likes or dislikes, just doesn't like her.

Too proud, of course Fengluan has something she is proud of, but Jiang Qing still doesn't like it. It doesn't matter about her identity, she just doesn't like her as a person, Jiang Qing can't like her, she can talk with Manda with a smile, but she can't chat with Feng Luan intimately.

Perhaps, Feng Luan himself is not clear.

She is always used to putting on a posture of being high in the clan in front of others. This is precisely what Jiang Qing is most incapable of. There is no noble distinction between people, and some people like to be so superior. Even so, she disdains to be with her, she lived too aggrieved in her previous life, and she wants to live freely in this life, and she moves as she likes.

"Wolf Mo, you ......" Feng Luan trembled angrily, trembling and pointing at Wolf Mo for a while, unable to say a word.

Tianming shrugged his shoulders and said in a rough voice: "My Tianhe clan wants to conclude a warrior alliance with the Chasing Wind Tribe, what does the Wolf Mo Patriarch think?" ”

"No, the Wind Chasing Tribe doesn't want to." Wolf Mo replied simply, without a trace of procrastination.

Tianming regretted and sighed lightly. In fact, Tianming didn't care about being rejected, as early as when he said it, he vaguely guessed that it would be this kind of ending. It's ridiculous that Fengluan's woman still said that she wanted to practice with the Tianhe clan to suppress the Wind Chasing Tribe, and strive to get the maximum benefit in the matter of salt. Perhaps, she has not been able to see the situation until now.

The current Chasing Wind tribe has already announced to the entire Qingnan that they do not reject the clan's high-pressure policy. You know, those things on the tall walls are not toys, if someone really angers them. A few casual strokes were enough for all of them in the bazaar to drink a pot of cold.

"Then, my Tianhe clan wants to exchange for salt, and the conditions are negotiable." Tianming hit the snake on the stick, and took the opportunity to raise the matter of salt. Maybe he didn't care about anything else, but this salt must not be lost. Over the years, the fish-man's appetite has become more and more greedy and difficult to satisfy, and if he can't find a substitute for salt, he will long want to kick the fish-man away.

The white-eyed wolf that is not familiar with it, the more indulgent it is.

The more greedy the fish-man became, the more ugly his face was, and he was disgusted once he looked.

Compared to the annoying Salg tribe, the fish-people are even more despised.

"Yes." Wolf Mo nodded briskly, originally throwing out the salt in order to use it to open the entire Qingnan market. Just like Jiang Qing said, Qingnan is like a pool of stagnant water, which must be blasted away with a bomb.

Only when the whole Qingnan is alive can many things be easily solved in the future.

Therefore, Wolf Mo did not hesitate to take out salt as a bet and made a big gamble with the entire Qingnan.