"Tianyun, you are really so ruthless!" Qingli roared angrily.

With the roar of the rolling river, Qingli's words burst away like a sheathed sword.

Sky clouds, no lingering.

Swiftly crossed the boulder river, leaving only a dark shadow for Qingli.

Qingli gritted his teeth, and stood at the end of the boulder river with a proud attitude, watching the other end gradually disappear into the sky. What did she do not do well enough, and why was Tianyun so resolute?

"Jiang Qing, I swear to you!" Qingli Yin said ruthlessly. In her opinion, Tianyun's determination to treat her like this, and his insistence on returning to the barren and backward Wind Chasing Tribe, must have something to do with Jiang Qing. Although she had never seen Jiang Qing, she hated her!

Sandy hung her head, the corners of her mouth twitching.

Looking at the back of the clouds gradually moving away, there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes. Soon, this emotion disappeared without a trace, turning into a cloud of smoke from his eyes.

And at this moment, in the paradise.

Jiang Qing straightened her back, led the buns and wheat and stepped up the steps of the altar with her head held high, and swept over the unbearable appearance of the wolf bèi condescendingly. Covered in blood, he was lying on the ground limply, his hair was messy, and he completely lost the arrogance he had when he first saw him. His eyes were numb, revealing a hint of despair. Ya is so proud, she can't even control life and death in such a miserable situation, Ya originally thought that Yi Cheng had some affection for her, at least she wouldn't fall into the hands of the Wind Chasing Tribe, but now it seems that everything is her imagination.

From beginning to end, Yi Chengdu never really cared about her!

No wonder......

Lis's eyes were so cold when they looked at her, maybe they knew what price she was in Yi Cheng's heart from the beginning. Once it has no profitable value, it will be reduced to an outcast.

"Ya, hurting a few people in my Wind Chasing tribe is an unforgivable sin. Now, I, Jiang Qing, comfort the souls of the dead people of my clan with the head of the Venerable Yaxiang, and I wish you peace and tranquility! As the words fell, he took the big knife on the stone table and slowly walked towards Ya.

At this moment, everyone in Taoyuan was silent, staring solemnly at the top of the steps.

Baozi and wheat pursed their lips tightly, standing directly below the altar totem, one left and one right, and happened to step on the claws of the ink wolf totem, full of energy.

Ya was panting and said unwillingly: "My son went to the land of Yubei, befriended Xian Yu's family, and had a great relationship with Miss Xian Yu's family, if the Wind Chasing tribe dares to hurt me in the slightest, my son will definitely not spare you......" The dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, seeing Jiang Qing's fierce eyes, how could Ya not be in a hurry.

She didn't want to die, and she didn't want to die.

Doing so many things, all you want is a rich and splendid life.

"So what?" Jiang Qing said flatly.

This big knife was made by the eagle owl himself. It is also the only iron knife in Taoyuan, although it looks ugly, it is extremely sharp. In the Beast God Continent, it can be called a divine weapon, and it is cheap to use it to open the seal with a sacrificial knife.

"Aren't you afraid of killing me and affecting the entire Wind-Chasing Tribe?" Ya threatened.

"It's ridiculous, it's hard to die when you die!" Jiang Qing sneered, not taking the threat in her eyes at all. No matter how much Ya speaks, she will never let this cancer survive in the world. In fact, even if she was willing to let Ya go, hundreds of people from the Wind Chasing Tribe would not nod their heads in agreement.

Ya, you must die today.

"Kill her!"

"Yes, kill her!"

"Kill her and avenge them!"

……

Hearing Ya at this moment, he didn't forget to threaten his clansmen.

The people around the altar square had red eyes, raised their hands and clenched their fists, and opened their mouths to let Jiang Qing do it.

Karl hugged the cold body of the flower skewer, and stared coldly at the wolf bèi Ya on the steps, restraining the murderous intent. The ground on the side pulled Rosanne tightly, and Falcon stood aside and guarded her carefully, lest she run wild. Although Roseanne was not awake at the moment, they were still worried.

At this moment, seeing Jiang Qing's indifferent expression, the clansmen seemed to feel Jiang Qing's calm anger. No one dared to provoke to walk up the steps and make a move on Ya, only to shout loudly on the steps.

Jiang Qing tilted her head, swept Ya with cold eyes, and said coldly, "Did you hear that?" They all want to watch you die—" Before the words fell, the big knife slashed Ya Rourou's neck with a strong swing, and the blood splattered out four or five meters, rendering the steps very eerie.

Ya opened her mouth, as if she still had something to say.

Seeing Jiang Qing simply cut off Ya's head, all of a sudden, everyone in the altar square let out a deafening cheer. Ya's death completely washed away the deep-rooted obsession in the hearts of the clansmen, and after this obsession subsided, they suddenly remembered that Wolf Mo's whereabouts were unknown now, and the excitement couldn't help but be extinguished.

Jiang Qing carried the big knife stained with Ya's blood, slowly walked to the front of the steps, raised his eyes and swept over the people in the altar square, and said calmly: "Before Wolf Mo returns, I will temporarily lead the clan to become stronger and stronger as the responsibility of the patriarch." If anyone disagrees, speak now......"

Indifferent, arrogant.

Carrying a blood-stained broadsword, his weak and delicate body is like a needle of the sea god, which makes everyone silent.

For a long time, I saw that no one spoke.

"If no one speaks, then I will say yes to you! Hang Ya's corpse at the west gate of the city for half a moon as a warning. Tonight, everyone will rest early, and prepare for the rice planting in Tianwolf Village early tomorrow morning. As the words fell, he set the broadsword on the stone table, letting the undried one obviously be impregnated with the broadsword a little bit.

It's like a deterrent, a proclamation to those who are willing to do something to the Windchasers.

Then, he led the buns and wheat seeds step by step down the steps and walked in the direction of his house.

Wolf Bo beaked at Tarnu and motioned for him to take Ya's body outside the west gate of the city, where he could find a place to hang it.

The grass struggled and wanted to step forward to get closer to Jiang Qing, but was tightly held by Lance.

Turning back, he asked to look at Lance.

Lance just shook his head, there were some things that no one else could intervene in to comfort.

He felt that Jiang Qing needed to be quiet at this moment.

The afterglow of the westward slope finally sinks below the horizon. The darkness covered the earth, covering everything, and Jiang Qing's obscure face was covered and buried by the night.

"He's fine." Baozi said firmly.

The small hand held Jiang Qing's hand tightly, and there was undoubted firmness in the immature words. Xiao's wolf-like face was completely calm and calm.

Wheat Zi was also not to be outdone, and said coquettishly: "Mom, don't worry. Daddy him, very good ......"

Jiang Qing's dark face had a smile on her face at this moment. Although Wolf Mo's whereabouts are unknown, at least, she still has buns and wheat, doesn't she? Gathering her strong faces, leaning down to bury her face in their immature shoulders, and sobbing quietly, at this moment, she was just a little woman who had lost her lover.

Will cry, will be sad.

Qing and Wolf Lie followed from a distance, their eyes slightly red, and they stopped Wolf Rui from approaching.

At this moment, they knew that Jiang Qing didn't need to be comforted, she just needed an arm to cry about. If she cries, she will cheer up.