"Clan Meeting?" Li Yi didn't feel the passage of time these days, and at this moment he saw a breeze blowing, and the yellowing leaves on the branches left first.

The leaves fall back to the roots, this is their fate.

Li Yi knew that autumn had arrived, and reached out to catch the yellowed leaf.

Destiny...... Li Yi murmured softly in his heart. Biyu watched curiously from the sidelines, not knowing that this young man as old as her would hurt Qiu.

I'm afraid I'm going to laugh to death when I say this. Jasper couldn't help but laugh, so she laughed.

Li Yi was inexplicably amused by Jasper's laughter, crumpled the leaves he had just held in his hand, and threw them down casually.

"Let's go, go find your young lady. Li Yi knew that it was time for Su Wan to fulfill his promise.

"Okay!" Biyu's mind jumped again, completely unaware of the green corner of the leaf that Li Yi had thrown down.

The leaves are from green to yellow, and the petioles are loose, which is the fate of the leaves, but at the moment the leaves are green, although there is only one corner, but this is the fate of the leaves.

The annual clan meeting of the entire Su clan is about to begin.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a festival of chrysanthemum appreciation and reunion.

All the representatives of the Su clan within a radius of thousands of miles will gather together, and those with outstanding talents will enter the blood pool left by the powerful people of the past generations to perform the rite of passage.

This is equivalent to a step for the people of the Su clan of all remote clans, but there are only fifty places to enter the blood pool every year.

And ninety percent of them are in the hands of the Su Cheng clan, and the side clan is fighting for the remaining five places.

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