Although Mo Luo has the intention to help the Chinese people, she has to make a choice in the face of the interests of the race.

After all, this is the time when the earth is fully recovering, and the treasures of heaven and earth are endless, and if you lose your territory, it is equivalent to losing these creations.

Although she can give up these creations, what about the rest of the Dark Clan?

Will they give up as she decides?

After all, Moro is not alone, there is a group standing behind her, and she can't make decisions on her own without ensuring the interests of the community.

"Go back and tell Shi'er that if you want the human beings in the hands of this Holy Son, you can ask him to come in person, you are not qualified to trade with this Holy Son."

Although there was already a trade-off in her heart, Moro did not agree immediately.

After all, the Dark Clan is also a big clan, and today Shi Lie forcibly broke into the temple and threatened her, the Holy Son of the Dark Clan, after all, there must be an explanation.

"Hehe, the words of the Dark Son will naturally be brought below, since this is the case, then everyone should do it for themselves, let's go!"

was despised by Mo Luo for a while, although Shilie was unhappy in his heart, but he did not show it, after all, the Dark Clan is also a big clan, and whether to start a war against the Dark Clan is not something he can decide, all of this has to be decided by the Holy Son of the other clan.

The two sides parted unhappily this time, and Shilie left with the devouring people.

"Holy Son, the Devouring Clan will definitely not give up, we should have taken the opportunity to leave the Eater Flame behind just now!" After Shi Lie walked away, someone from the Dark Clan said in a cold tone.

The Great Clan of Zhouxia is naturally not to be humiliated, the words of the Burning Lie just now are undoubtedly slapping the face of the Dark Clan, and they, the proud Dark Clan, naturally can't bear it, and in their hearts they are more inclined to go to war directly.

It's just that Mo Luo didn't give an order, and even if they wanted to stay with Shilie, they could only stare dryly.

"Mo Xiu, the Holy Son naturally has a reason to do this, when is it your turn to dictate and honestly do your own thing." Mo Li saw that someone was accusing Mo Luo on the side, and immediately warned in a cold voice.

"Mo Li, you don't spew blood here, when did I point fingers at the Holy Son? I'm just talking about things, since the two sides are destined to turn their faces, then they should leave Shi Lie and his party behind, and even if Shi Lie comes, there is nothing to do about me, right? One of the Dark Clansmen who spoke up earlier was dissatisfied.

Naturally, he didn't accuse Moro of doing something inappropriate, after all, among all the tribes, the position of the Holy Son is supreme, they are the successors of the next echelon of the tribes, and they are also the faces of the tribes, how dare the people below be easily accused?

Even if the Holy Son did something wrong, there were big people above to punish him, and they, ordinary clansmen, even if they knew that their Holy Son had done something wrong, could only go in the wrong direction and accompany the Holy Son.

"Okay, this Holy Son only has a proposition, you all go down!" Mo Luo waved her hand a little irritably, she didn't know that killing the food spirit and his party here would be beneficial to the next negotiation with the devouring clan.

It's just that she wasn't ready to start a war with the Devouring Clan, and rashly leaving Shilie and his party behind would only aggravate the relationship between the two sides, and at that time, even if she didn't want to go to war, she couldn't help it.

You know, although the current exile seems to be peaceful, and the various clans do not do anything to defend their own territory, but if the two clans really go to war, she believes that the clans will definitely not mind eating their two clans' territory.

At that time, it will no longer be as simple as a war between the two races, and if you don't do it, you will have to face the exclusion of other races, and whether the existing territory can be kept is still a problem.

Mo Luo can become the holy son of the dark clan, naturally he is not a brainless person, these things, of course, must be taken into account.

Mo Luo gave the order, and the Dark Clan naturally did not dare to argue, and then left the temple in twos and threes.

"I've done my best, whether your people can survive depends on whether you show up next." After Moro and the others left, she stood at the door of the temple and looked at the gloomy sky, sighing faintly.

She can do this step, it is already considered to be benevolent and righteous, in the final analysis, she just appreciates Tang Feng, just because of appreciation, she can do this step, isn't it benevolence and righteousness?

What's more, she is not alone, there is a group standing behind her, sometimes she should think about the race, and naturally she has to think about the race.

Time passed, and another five days passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, a large group of surging figures came from afar, rapidly approaching the territory of the Dark Clan.

I saw that the leader was huge, and he was amazingly fat, and his face was full of horizontal flesh.

"Moro, Ben Holy Son has arrived!" A group of figures stayed in the sky, only to see the leader, speaking lightly to the temple below.

Although it was only a faint word, when its voice came out, it exploded directly in the territory of the Dark Clan.

"Here comes the appetite."

"What does it mean that he came with so many people? Is it really going to war with our people? ”

"Looking for death, dare to come to our clan to show off your might."

As this voice sounded, there was no need to remind the Dark Clan's entire Dark Clan's territory to assemble.

"Crunch!"

At this moment, the door of the Temple of Darkness opened, and Morro, shrouded in mist, stepped out.

"Shiren, this is your attitude towards negotiating with the Dark Clan?" Moro's cold voice rang out, and although its figure was completely shrouded in mist, everyone around knew that its attention must be on the group of people in the air at this moment.

"Isn't it to bring more people to wait for a while, after all, there are so many humans here that you can't take this holy son with you!" The round figure in the air teased, and his eyes glanced greedily at the numb crowd below.

This loud figure is naturally the Holy Son who devours the clan, and he is also the leader of this group of people.

Shi Er naturally heard the meaning of Morlo's words, but he didn't care, he came in person this time, and it was clear that he wanted to take away the humans below, otherwise, he wouldn't have come in person.

"Last time Shi Lie forcibly broke into our clan's temple, you won't fail to give this Holy Son an explanation, right?" Moro didn't pay attention to Shi'er's defense, and looked at Shilie behind Shi'er with ghostly eyes.

"Oh? As long as this Holy Son gives you an explanation, you will allow this Holy Son to take away the human beings here? Eater's eyes flickered.

"Then it depends on whether your statement can satisfy me, whether you can satisfy the dark clan." Morlo was noncommittal, did not agree or deny.

"Shilie!" Seeing Morlo's attitude, the eater shouted without looking back.

"Yes, Holy Son!" Standing behind Shier, Shilie stepped out of the ranks, and then he didn't allow Shier to order, he waved the plate axe in his hand and slashed down his limbs.

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