A punch hit an ancient tree, and with this strength alone, it was enough to have 10,000 catties. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Jiang Zhen used to be known as a huge force, compared to now, it is simply the ratio of stars and bright moons.

Jiang Zhen didn't speak, feeling this power flow all over his body.

This power is enough to make Jiang Zhen proud of monks of the same realm.

Jiang Zhen took a deep breath, looked at Han Yingting and Meng Zhiyan and said, "Let's go, we should go back." ”

The two of them nodded and headed out of the Donglin Mountain Range.

Although he made a breakthrough, Jiang Zhen was not in a very good mood, because his partner Xiaoying was still asleep.

Back at the Green Tooth Palace, Jiang Zhen went directly to the alchemy room.

Now Jiang Zhen has reached the realm of martial arts, he needs to stabilize his realm, and the alchemy room is the best place for him to cultivate.

Han Yingting didn't stop Jiang Zhen either, and after Meng Zhiyan returned to Blackstone County, he returned to the Qingwei tribe.

She gave Meng Yige a promise, and she said that she would return Dongge to the Green Tribe again.

She said that in order to make the Qingwei tribe have no East Pavilion, so the East Pavilion needs to be integrated into the Qingwei tribe.

This time I went back, and Dream Stop Smoke was to announce this result.

Of course, Jiang Zhen didn't know about the dedication of Dream Stop Smoking, and neither did Han Yingting.

At the top of the East Pavilion, Meng Zhiyan stood here, but his expression was a little bitter.

Her aunt gave her the East Pavilion, but now she returned it to the Celestial Tribe.

"The clansmen of the East Pavilion, I am dreaming of stopping smoking." Suddenly, the sound of the dream stopping smoke sounded throughout the East Pavilion.

Some warriors who were cultivating, some children who were playing, and some old people who were recuperating all looked at the top of the East Pavilion at this moment.

There their lord was talking.

Everyone didn't know what Meng Zhiyan was going to say, for so long, Meng Zhiyan had never spoken, but now, Meng Zhiyan had spoken.

The East Pavilion fell silent, without a sound.

Han Yingting looked down, with a hint of frustration in her voice, and said slowly: "I am the master of the East Pavilion, and I am the master of the Pavilion that you admire, but from tomorrow, I will no longer be your Pavilion Master, and there will be no more East Pavilion here." ”

The words like thunder resounded throughout the East Pavilion and echoed in the East Pavilion for a long time.

The East Pavilion has been established for more than 20 years, but now, listening to the words of Dream Stop Smoking, the East Pavilion will be disbanded.

Everyone's eyes have changed, if the East Pavilion is disbanded, then where should they go?

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean by this?" Just after Han Yingting finished speaking, Zhong Tan came behind Han Yingting, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Han Yingting didn't speak, she just smiled, her expression a little downcast.

This is the family business that her aunt handed over to her, it is her aunt's hard work over the years, and now she wants her to hand over the East Pavilion, is she really willing to do it?

She was reluctant.

But what can be done if you are reluctant?

No!

Since there is no way, then the East Pavilion can only be handed over to the Qingwei tribe.

"Don't panic, the East Pavilion will still be the East Pavilion in the future, but there will be no pavilion master in the East Pavilion in the future, and some will be patriarchs." Meng Zhiyan smiled, looked into the distance and continued.

The clansmen below were stunned for a moment.

There is no pavilion master, only the patriarch.

With this speech, Dongge will return to the Qingwei tribe in the future, and return to the former family.

Some of the old men were still a little happy in their hearts, while many of the teenagers had ugly faces.

They were born in the East Pavilion, and they were ostracized by other groups of people from the Qingwei tribe, and they were white-eyed.

"I've made up my mind, you don't have to persuade me." Meng Zhiyan sighed and said slowly.

Zhong Tan glanced at Meng Zhiyan, he didn't stop it, and he didn't agree.

In Zhong Tan's eyes, Meng Zhiyan has her choice, but he doesn't know why.

When Meng Shuxin was in her hands, Meng Shuxin had told Zhong Tan more than once that she wanted Dongge to return to the Qingwei tribe again, but she hadn't found a chance to merge yet.

Now that Meng Zhiyan has done this, although he is puzzled, he doesn't ask too much.

"In that case, it's time for me to disband the Zhong family." Zhong Tan nodded and said calmly.

The Zhong family team is a very strong force in the East Pavilion, even if it is, Dream Zhiyan does not dare to underestimate the strength of this team.

Meng Zhiyan didn't answer Zhong Tan, she just looked into the distance, with a hint of bitterness in her eyes.

She remembered Meng Shuxin, and then she remembered Jiang Zhen again.

For some reason, she was willing to give up everything for Jiang Zhen.

"Auntie, I seem to understand what you mean by love." The voice of the dream stop smoke is very soft, like a mosquito, moaning softly.

In Zhongtan, not far from the dream stop smoke, he looked at the dream stop smoke and never said a word.

Meng Shuxin missed Zhong Yang at the beginning, but later due to many reasons, Zhong Yang left the Qingwei tribe.

Zhong Tan didn't speak, he quietly watched Meng Zhiyan, silent.

"You go down first." Meng Zhiyan sighed, and said to Zhongtan without looking back.

Zhong Tan shook his head and stood behind Dream Zhiyan.

He didn't leave, and he didn't retreat.

Now that the dream is smoking, someone needs to be enlightened and accompanied.

Looking at Zhongtan, who didn't leave, Meng Zhiyan only sighed softly and was silent.

"Commander, there are many clansmen outside who want to see the pavilion master." At this moment, a soldier of the Zhong family team trotted over and looked at Zhong Tandao.

"Stop, you can't let them come." Zhong Tan waved his hand and said directly.

"No, I have something to say to them." Meng Zhiyan raised his head and walked outside.

The clansmen of the East Pavilion, they waited for themselves outside, waiting for themselves to give them an answer.

"Hello everyone, I'm the master of the East Pavilion Dream Stop Smoking." Dream stopped smoke appeared, looked at the monks who were still making noise, and said softly.

The voice of the dream stop smoke must be very soft, but the moment she spoke, the monks who were originally noisy stopped making noise in an instant.

"Pavilion Master, I want to know, why did you disband the East Pavilion?" At this time, a teenager below couldn't help but shout.

Meng Zhiyan's face remained unchanged, she looked at the young man not far away, and was silent for a while: "Because of love!" ”

The people below were stunned again, but there was a strange complexity in their eyes.

Dream stop smoking can give up the future for the sake of his lover and give up the position of the master of the East Pavilion.

Everyone looked at the dream, and they wanted to say something, but they didn't know how to say it.

Because of love, she can give up Dongge, so why is she like this?

"Could it be that the Pavilion Master can give up on us because of love?" One of the teenagers asked again.

Many of the monks nodded, and the question asked them the point.

For the sake of love, Meng Zhiyan can give up the entire East Pavilion and give up on them, which makes many monks have some resentment in their hearts.

"Pavilion Master, are you really leaving?" At this moment, an East Pavilion warrior asked.

Meng Zhiyan was silent for a moment, then looked at these people, and then said slowly: "I want your blessings." ”

No one spoke, and no one spoke.

They were accustomed to freedom and liked the unfettered freedom of the East Pavilion.

If they were to get out of here, they wouldn't want to.

"Pavilion Master, I beg you to stay." Suddenly, the Dongge warrior half-knelt on the ground, and said with a serious face.

"I beg the Pavilion Master to stay."

"I beg the Pavilion Master to stay."

One after the other, one higher than the other.

Dream Zhiyan's expression was a little pale, and she listened to the shouts of these clansmen, but she was very pale and weak.

Does she have a choice now?

She didn't.

She promised Meng Yige, so he couldn't choose.

"Dream Pavilion Lord, the patriarch asked me to come over and spread the word." At this moment, outside the East Pavilion, a loud voice sounded.

There was a kind of arrogance in this voice, with a hint of arrogance.

In the eyes of this warrior who spread the word, he was naturally happy that Dongge was going to return to the Qingwei tribe, so he felt that his status was more noble than these people.

"Please say anything." The voice of the dream stop smoke was very cold, and even with just indifference.

"The clansman asked me to tell the pavilion master, so that the pavilion master can appease these clansmen as soon as possible, and try to make them have no opinions." The voice was indifferent, and he looked at Meng Zhiyan with some disdain.

A woman, if she hadn't had the support of Dongge, maybe he would have died.

"Go back and tell the patriarch that I'll do my best." Meng Zhiyan nodded and replied.

The warrior swept away the smoke of the dream with disdain, and turned away directly.

She didn't have the slightest politeness, no mercy.

When the monks below heard the words of Dream Stop, there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

Meng Zhiyan is really leaving, and her determination to go is very firm.

"Pavilion Master, if you leave, we will definitely follow you." At this time, the Dongge warrior suddenly stood up and looked at the dream stop flue.

Meng Zhiyan's heart trembled slightly, obviously moved by the words of this Dongge warrior.

For so many years, no one wanted to follow her.

She remembered that when she went to the eastern suburbs, everyone was just sending them away as if they were sending a plague god.

Although this Dongge warrior moved him, this was not the reason why Meng Zhiyan accepted him.

"I don't need followers, you just need to stay here and wait for the moment to return to the tribe." Meng Zhiyan laughed, looked at these clansmen and said, "It must have been beautiful at that time." ”

Although she is a descendant of the Qingwei tribe, she has not received much of the family's resources, so she has not participated in many ceremonies.

Many people didn't speak, and in their eyes, the East Pavilion was the most sacred place in their hearts, just like the Qingwei tribe.

"Pavilion Master!" Suddenly, several more people were half-kneeling on the ground, looking at Meng Zhiyan's eyes with a hint of trembling.

These people are a little old, and their eyes as they look at Meng Zhiyan are not only trembling but also grateful.

After so many years, they thought that they would never have a chance to return to the Qingwei tribe, but now, Dream Stop Smoke gave them a hope.

Meng Zhiyan smiled, she glanced at the monks, turned and walked outside.

She was going to get out of here, to stay here, and she couldn't control her tears.

All the dreams they paid for Dongge were in their eyes, although they didn't say it, it didn't mean that she didn't know.