Tall and majestic, majestic, shocking, the mist is hazy, as if covered with a veil of mystery, unpredictable, incomprehensible.

"This mountain is so beautiful, it really deserves to be a big tribe, even this wild mountain is also ancient and simple, unreachable!" The clansmen of the ancient tribe all sighed in their hearts, and their faces were even more intensely burning, and it was the first time they had seen such a mysterious mountain.

"The Barbarian Mountain has been inherited by the ancestors to the present, and it can be called the holy mountain of all the tribes in the entire Eastern Wilderness, it is rumored that this mountain has unpredictable spirituality, and it seals a fire beast, but I don't know if it is true!"

"Manshan Mountain, although it is less spectacular than Taihang Mountain, but it is more mysterious!"

The sound of broken arguments swirled like buzzing bees, making the people of the Tashan tribe so proud that they couldn't help but stand upright.

"Mo Yi, I will seriously consider what I said before, but now is not the time to answer you, I believe you also know the reason!" Nangong Lie waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, his resolute face refracted a terrifying aura, as if facing the pressure of the entire mountain, which was suffocating.

"I know!" Mo Yi stood up again, clasping his fists together and bowing with respect, even the people behind him.

"Hey, Mo Yi Amei, if you agreed to the request of the barbarian duke, married Yun Yuyan, and became the barbarian son of my Tashan tribe, I am afraid that the current position of the barbarian prince should also be yours!" Nangong Lie's eyes were stunned, and he sighed again and again, but he couldn't drink and talk like in the past, and now he only sighed!

"Hehe, Lord Shangman, for the sake of the ancient tribe, even if you are lonely and old, even if you can't become a barbarian, why don't you care!"

"Whether it was then, or today, or in the future, I, Moyi, have never regretted it, and I will not regret it!"

"Because of my heart, you don't understand!!"

Mo Yi casually picked up a glass of bitter wine and drank it all, as if to strengthen his courage, and said in small pieces at the corner of his mouth, his voice was loud and full of energy, even the clansmen on the field could hear it clearly, and his face was full of emotion and pity.

"Ah Gong really did his best for the tribe, we have to remember him!!"

"Maybe we are not as strong as the Tashan tribe, nor are we as sinister as the Tai'a tribe, but we have a heart to protect our homeland, a heart of unity, one day, we believe that the glory of my desolate tribe will also return completely, until it reaches the peak!"

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"What a Moi, what a high-sounding reason, what a desolate tribe!!" A crisp cold snort came from the crowd, only to see that they were dressed in gray fabric, led by an old woman, the old and withered yellow face with stripes outlined, but the slightly gloomy eyes were staring at Mo Yi, even if she walked in slowly, she never shifted, as if she wanted to see the figure that had kept her awake all night for countless years, and her cloudy eyes seemed to have fallen into the memories of the past silently at this moment, but the more she thought in her heart, the more painful it was, and in the end, a touch of hatred directly appeared.

"Yu Yan, you're here!" Nangong Lie coughed lightly, stood up and walked forward slowly, the two of them saluted, only to see that she walked quickly in front of Mo Yi, a pair of resentful eyes still did not move, and in the end, she seemed to realize something, her eyes suddenly swept, as if she was looking for something.

"You are Mo Li?!" Yun Yuyan's eyes were like lightning, and he suddenly stared at an inconspicuous corner of the venue, his body was as fast as a breeze and swept in front of him, his voice was cold and bone-chilling, and his cultivation enveloped him like a storm, making Mo Li's body and mind feel pressured, and the blood lines condensed in his body seemed to be unable to make their own gaps, as if they were about to break out of his body, and even the flowing blood became irritable, and no matter how Mo Li controlled it, it had no effect.

"I'm Moli!!" Moli took a few steps back and pinned his figure, staring at him with burning eyes, his face full of fearlessness, and his voice was even more rough and powerful!

"Hehe, Lord Shangman, if you have any opinions about my Desolate Ancient Tribe, you can tell me, there is no need to do this to a child, it will damage your identity!" Mo Yi's voice came loudly, and the figure had already blocked in front of Mo Li, and the invisible coercion disappeared at this moment.

"A good Mo Yi, a good Mo Li, it is really a person who is raised by water and soil!" Yun Yuyan flicked her sleeves for a while, and walked straight to another corner, her eyes unconsciously glanced at the Tai'a tribe in the distance, and her cold face became more and more intense.

"Mo'er, are you okay!" Mo Gong slapped his back with his palm, relieving the suffocation in his body, and then looked at Nangong Lie with a little deep meaning.

"He's the kid you are talking about, Mo Li?!" Nangong Lie looked at Mo Yi with complicated eyes, and then at Mo Li who stood up, his face full of doubts.

"Junior Mo Li, meet the man!" Mo Li clenched his fists and bowed, but the invisible coercion came again, making a crackling sound between the bones of his body, and even more making him have an obscure coldness in his heart!!

"Kaiyang Realm, Kaiyang Realm again!!" Mo Li let out a feeble roar in his heart, and his body wanted to stand up, but it seemed that a big hand was pressing him, making him at a loss.

"Hehe, Mo Yi, for your request, let's talk here!" With a wave of his palm, the invisible coercion disappeared immediately, and Nangong Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were scorching, and he looked at him with a radiant look.

"Don't go far, I'll come when I go!" Mo Yi instructed his clansmen, strode forward, and when he stepped in front of Yun Yuyan, after a slight pause, he stepped without a word, and stepped into a secret room.

"He is the child you said you picked up from the shore of Luoshui back then, what is his identity?"

Nangong Lie slowly sat on a grass ball, looking at each other, but to this day, there is still a knot that has not been untied, he can't understand, and he can't understand how the pride of the sky was that year, as the proud son of the Tashan tribe, what a beautiful scenery, what a glory, and all this is the glory that many clansmen dream of but can not reach, but all of this has changed because of the appearance of this child, as the only barbarian Mo Yi of the Tashan tribe came back alone from the shore of Luoshui one night, but he still held a swaddling baby in his arms, and the wine completely gave up everything in the Tashan tribe because of this baby, and gave up the identity of the Tashan tribe, and became a rootless duckweed overnight, wandering everywhere, but finally entered the ancient tribe, a tribe that has been in decline for many years, and has never changed to this day, and may not change in the future!

"I said he was the prince of Great Xia, do you believe it or not?" said Mo Yi as he stroked his beard and said meaningfully.

"Impossible, how could he be a descendant of Great Xia, absolutely impossible!!" Nangong Lie said in a broken voice, for the Great Xia Dynasty, the ancient era is extremely mysterious, and the dynasty is even more brilliant, every clansman is bathed in prosperity and grows up, how can they fall into this!

"Is he really just Moli?"