Long Feiyang came out of his mother's house, and he didn't care about resting, and quickly ran back to the dock again. Long Yang was still there and kneeling.

Seeing Long Feiyang running back, everyone in the field nodded at him.Long Feiyang is the son of the patriarch.And he is also extremely easy-going.There is no arrogance.Therefore, the popularity in the clan is very good.He casually greeted the clansmen.Then stood in front of the three old men.

"Feiyang, what about the patriarch, if she hadn't been there, we wouldn't have dared to make a claim.". The old man who looked the oldest looked at Long Feiyang, and his tone was a little unkind. Obviously, Long Yang's return made them feel a little bad.

"Elder, my mother will be here soon, but before that, should we do something first? you see...... These people have ugly faces, they must have been adrift at sea for a long time, in any case, they are guests from afar, should we provide them with some food and fresh water?". Long Feiyang was attentive, and he could see that the lips of Helenor's lips were already chapped, and it was obvious that they hadn't drunk water for a long time.

"Fresh water, food, we Tianshui clan, will not give food and fresh water to traitors, young master, please pay attention to your words, do not inflict kindness on irrelevant people.". The other old man's tone was even more fiery, his eyes widened, and he directly pointed the finger at Long Feiyang.

Long Feiyang's heart was on fire when he heard this, he wanted to say something, but he still suppressed his anger after all. The three old men were the only remaining elders in the gang, and the three of them were extremely grouped.

Seeing that Long Feiyang was choked by himself and couldn't speak, the old man raised his head proudly, walked up to Long Yang, and deliberately put his foot next to Long Yang's head stuck in the sand. Yin and Yang said strangely: "Elder Long Yang, you are finally back, do you know how much I have missed you all these years, what you did back then, it is really beautiful, the small island that our Tianshui clan has worked hard to manage for hundreds of years, was burned down like that. As soon as he finished speaking, the old man raised his right foot and stepped on Long Yang's head fiercely.

Long Yang didn't struggle, letting his face sink into the damp sand, his eyes uncontrollably welling up with tears, both because of humiliation and remorse.

"Old thing, do you really think that no one can cure you.". Just when everyone was watching coldly, a roar suddenly sounded behind the old man, and with the roar, it was a wide-backed broadsword with a cold light.

"Ignorant junior, it's not your turn to 'intervene' here.". The old man was motionless, dodged slightly, easily dodged Helenor's attack, followed by the flight of his left foot, and defended as an attack.

"He***.Lao Tzu fought with you.". At the same time, Mo Feibai also attacked, he held the Flowing Wind Long Knife in his hand, and with a wave of his left hand, the three-point cold star flashed towards the old man's chest.

"And Lao Tzu, the old immortal thing, see that Lao Tzu doesn't stew you in a pot of Wang Ba soup.". The other side.' The fat man held a frying pan with both hands.** The upper body.The 'fat' and 'meat' all over his body trembled and trembled.It looked a little funny.

"Come along, I'll see what the man who has come back with this traitor is capable of." The old man was not in a hurry, he didn't even raise his right foot that was pressing Long Yang's head, and with a wave of his left hand, he knocked the three throwing knives into the air.

"Pour it to me.". Just when the old man's body was ethereal and he was able to cope with it, he suddenly felt a tightness in his 'legs', followed by a strong attack, the old man's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly towards the beach.

"Let you insult our companions.". Helian Nuo saw that Lan Youruo's long whip dragged the old man's center of gravity unsteadily, and hurriedly handed over a knife, mercilessly, stabbing towards the old man's throat.

Just when Helenor's wolf blade was about to slash at the old man, a clear but majestic reprimand, but suddenly sounded: "Stop me."

Hearing that voice, Helian Nuo felt a softening in his heart, and involuntarily took the knife back. Mo Feibai and him left and right, protected Long Yang's side, Lan Youruo withdrew the whip, ran over and helped the 'fat' master, who had suffered a lot of internal injuries, and also stood by Long Yang's side.

"Damn, dare to kill Lao Tzu, I have to let you know who this is, see that I don't play you to death.". When the old man saw that the crisis was over, his heart became even more angry, and he barely managed to protect his center of gravity and stood up, and rushed towards Helenor.

"I said stop, those who disobey the orders of the patriarch will die.". The weak 'female' voice sounded again, though weak, but with a hint of inviolability.

The old man was stunned when he heard this, hesitated for a moment, and retreated unwillingly. He knew that the patriarch's temper was usually soft and weak, and he seemed harmless to humans and animals, but when he really started a fire, he was resolute and ruthless, and at this critical moment, he didn't want to use his courage to challenge the patriarch's temper.

Helianor checked the injury of the 'fat' master, took out a few spiritual 'medicines' from his own heaven-given space, and gave the 'fat' master a servant.

What kind of 'girl' is that, with long black hair hanging down to her waist, a long white robe, a long figure, and picturesque eyebrows.' The woman's figure is not hot, but it is just right, an increase is too much, a little less is a little less, of course, the most striking thing is that peerless face.' The girl looked quite young, at most nearly thirty years old, her eyebrows were slender, her eyes were not very large, her eyes were very delicate, her little nose was playful, her lips were thin, everything was perfect, she was so immaculate.

Before that, Helenor had always thought that the snake man 'female' Wang Wanling was the most beautiful 'female' person he had ever seen in his life, but the appearance of this 'female' completely subverted his idea. Maybe this 'female' son was not as charming as Wanling, not as flamboyant as Wanling's beauty, but that faint temperament was like clear water, which made all those who saw her feel quiet in an instant. Helianno had no doubt that this 'female' also had a water-like 'sexual' personality and water-like behavior. The female is made of water, the female is the pure water in the clear water, the female is the female, the real female.

"Patriarch, the traitor Long Yang has returned, our three elders have discussed, although more than ten years have passed since that incident, but the damage to our clan has not been eliminated yet'Hole'.Ten thousand ants devour their bodies.". The eldest of the three elders walked up to the 'woman' and bowed slightly.

Obviously, the three elders had already discussed it, and they were full of energy, and they wanted to put Long Yang to death.

The 'woman' glanced at the three elders, did not agree, did not refuse, but walked slowly and walked in front of Long Yang.

Because of the old man's trampling, Long Yang's forehead was ground down by the sand and blood was already flowing, but he still kept his head down as if he didn't notice it, and tears fell into the sand one by one, slowly dipping into the earth.

In the same way, it is also slowly immersed in the heart of the 'woman'......

Looking at the 'female' son and looking at Long Yang and Heliannuo's 'sex' urgency, lest she agree to the suggestion of the three old men, and really 'force' Long Yang to his death.

"Patriarch, although the mistakes of Long Yang's predecessors have caused great harm to the clan, but for more than ten years, he has also been feeling guilty. Helenor was in a hurry, and it was a little inappropriate to speak, and he didn't think about it, and he didn't think that he was soft-spoken, and the patriarch might not be able to listen.

Sure enough.' The girl didn't seem to hear what Helianor was saying at all, but kept looking at Long Yang, her eyes getting redder and redder, as if she could cry at any moment.

Long Yang seemed to feel something, he slowly raised his head, and his face was a mixture of blood and sand, which looked a little funny, but none of the people present laughed.

The 'female' took a step forward, stretched out her hand as white as 'jade', and gently brushed the sand off Long Yang's forehead.

"Big brother, let's go, I'll take you home.".' The woman suddenly smiled, squatted down, and hugged Long Yang's stiff shoulder.