"Can you really help my grandson get revenge?"

Staring at the two mysterious men in front of him shrouded in black robes, Dingwang Minglu's tone contained a thick question.

Ten days ago, just the day before his grandson was murdered by Ding Wang Xinghai, there was suddenly a mysterious letter on the desk of Ding Wang Minglu's study.

In this mysterious letter, it was bluntly said that they could help King Dingwang Minglu sweep away the perennial oppression of the clan leader, so that the great sacrificial wine lineage could be restored to its previous prosperity or even stronger.

At first, King Dingming Lu only had strong doubts and fears about this letter, after all, a person could sneak into his mansion out of nowhere and leave this letter. This is definitely a powerful threat to Dingwang Minglu.

But only one day later, the tragic death of his grandson made Dingwang Zhengxiong grief and indignation, but his own strength was far from Dingwang Xinghai, and he was powerless to retaliate.

And at this time, this mysterious letter became an ethereal but only remaining life-saving straw in the eyes of King Dingminglu!

The cautious Dingwang Minglu did not contact the two mysterious people in the way stated in the letter at the first time, but used the method of divination, wanting to divinate who was behind the mysterious letter.

That night, the night was very dark

The silent Great Sacrifice Wine House was quiet and peaceful, and in the bedroom of the study, a sword shadow flashed, and King Ding's Minglu clutched his severed right hand, with both shock and surprise in his eyes!

"Since the Great Sacrifice Wine is here, I must have the answer in my heart. Why ask us again. The voice has been processed, making Bai Mei's originally indifferent and light voice like a low and dull drum, as if it can hit people's hearts.

Thinking of the time of his divination, the sudden surge of sword light, Ding Wang Minglu can still feel a trace of fear, subconsciously touched the right hand that has grown, Ding Wang Minglu said: "Since you think you can help me, you must also know the strength of the head of the Ding Wang clan."

Not to mention the seclusion and retreat, it can be called the strongest king of Zhenxu Mountain. It is the head of the clan, the Ding Wang Milong, and his son Ding Wang Xinghai, who are the two third-level Yuan Fetal powers.

What's more, the Great Elder Ding Wang Changge is also very close to these two now, the three third-level Yuan Fetal powers, are you really sure to deal with them?

If so, please present evidence that convinces me. ”

This adventure to meet these two mysterious people, Ding Wang Minglu has taken a great risk, once Ding Wang Milong knows the purpose of his coming, then his so-called big sacrificial wine will not escape the water prison.

Therefore, if Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng can't show the strength to convince him, he will decisively give up cooperation with them, as if this had never happened.

"Oh well. ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Bai Mei slowly turned the hood on his head in the direction behind him, revealing the true appearance of his Diyang Realm human race!

"You are the Terrans of the Earth's Central Realm!"

His pupils dilated suddenly, and he looked at Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng in front of him with a shocked face, and King Ding's Minglu subconsciously wanted to rise up and attack Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng!

Although the Dingwang clan did not participate in this invasion of the Diyang Realm, the ancestors of the clan left Li's record about the human race in the Diyang Realm, and the Dingwang Minglu was already familiar with it, and the moment he saw the true faces of Bai Mei and Cao Beifeng, Dingwang Minglu determined their identities.

"Don't get so excited, take it easy. ”

The figure flashed, and came to the side of Dingwang Minglu at a very fast speed, and Bai Mei gently pressed a hand on Dingwang Minglu's shoulder, with this darkness, the turbulent aura in Dingwang Minglu's body suddenly died down, and there was no reaction in the blink of an eye.

Standing on the seat for a moment, the Yuan Fetus that did not react at all in his body made Dingwang Minglu not even dare to pant loudly, and could only turn his head in fear to look at the smiling white eyebrows.

"Is this evidence strong enough?"

Letting go of the Ding King Minglu's white eyebrows, he returned to his seat: "It's not a secret, we came to your realm this time, just hoping to make the army of the Great Yin Imperial Court retreat, and stop making a vain killing in our Diyang Realm."

Actually, this is not a bad thing for you. The main force of the Great Yin Imperial Court retreated, and it would be difficult for the Hundred Clans Alliance to resist the suppression of the Great Yin Imperial Court.

When the time comes, Ding Wang Milong, the organizer of the Hundred Clans Alliance, what do you think will happen?"

Listening to Bai Mei's calm but full of rich temptation words, Ding Wang Minglu's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, but then Ding Wang Minglu said again: "The Hundred Clans Alliance has been suppressed, and I, as the Great Sacrifice Wine of the Ding King Clan, will definitely not be able to escape death." ”

Purssing his lips, he shook his head and said, "Won't you find a reason to change your position before this?" Besides, even if the Hundred Clans Alliance is suppressed, it is possible that the Great Yin Imperial Court will kill all the high-ranking members of all the tribes.

Then who will put him in charge of these tribes at that time, and who will help him harvest the essence of life?"

"You mean, let me fight with King Ding Milong before the army retreats, and stand on the side of the imperial court. Listening to Bai Mei's nodding, Dingwang Minglu's eyes suddenly brightened.

If this is the case, when the time comes, Ding Wang Milong and Ding Wang Xinghai will inevitably die under the suppression of the Great Yin Imperial Court, and even if Ding Wang Baxia is out of the customs, they will definitely be powerless to stop it.

After all, although Ding Wang Baxia is strong, he is not invincible. Otherwise, the Dingwang tribe would have become the first of the thirty-six tribes, not the third.

"Smart, when the time comes, the head of the clan will die, and you, as the great sacrificial wine of the Dingwang clan, will be able to justifiably come out to preside over the overall situation. Without the suppression of the clan leader, what to do left, you shouldn't need me to teach you. Looking at Dingwang Minglu with a chuckle, although Bai Mei's words were easy and simple, they were like a carving knife, carving the soul of Dingwang Minglu bit by bit into an ambitious appearance.

"Why do you want to help me, your Diyang Realm human race is mortal enemy with us Yin Earth Realm people......" Although his heart was already a little excited, Ding Wang Minglu still did not have the most basic vigilance of Panasonic, and stared at Bai Mei.

"I didn't say I was helping you for free. In exchange, I need you to help me find someone. ”

Slowly said the true purpose, and stared at Dingwang Minglu with white eyebrows like torches.

"Who?" asked King Ding, Minglu.

"Xuanqi!"

"He ......" his eyes narrowed slightly, Ding Wang Minglu thought silently for a long time, and then raised his head to look at Bai Mei: "You are so confident that I will cooperate with you?"

With a smile, he took out a photo stone and said with white eyebrows: "I have recorded everything we said just now." If you don't agree, this lingering stone will appear on the table of Ding Wang Xinghai tomorrow morning.

I'm sure he'll love the gift. ”

Unexpectedly, Bai Mei was so insidious, Ding Wang Minglu took a deep breath, and then a firmness appeared in his eyes: "Okay!

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Bai Mei waved his hand to lift the suppression of Dingwang Minglu, and chuckled: "Happy cooperation!"

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