In the end, the position of the patriarch was still held by Chongshan, maybe he was really unwilling, there was no one for a while, and Di Jiang didn't want to let this mundane matter delay his cultivation.

Rights are easy to make people lost, just as the so-called flowers are chaotic and charming, rights are a bright flower, with poison. The change of power is prone to shocks, and Dijiang does not want this beautiful tribe to be scattered because of the position of a patriarch, and does not allow any disharmony.

Di Jiang firmly believes that a powerful cultivator can crush all conspiracies and tricks, and as long as he exists, even if Chongshan is really lost in power, he can set things right.

As long as the tribe is allowed to prosper and grow, everything is bearable, and it carries his ideals, hopes and hopes, and is a good living environment for the four people who are given to the candles.

"Boss, there's one more thing......"

"What's wrong? Don't ramble, it's not like you. Di Jiang glanced back, he really didn't understand how the man who had always been cheerful became what he is now, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, "Is it the environment, or the rights that make people able to make such a big change?" He didn't think deeply about how much impact his sudden return had on Chongshan, who had adapted to his current position, and how much psychological pressure it brought to everyone when he was unprepared.

"This time the brothers brought back two people on the outskirts of the forest. ”

"You just have to watch and deal with it. "There was a bit of greasy taste in my heart, and the joy that had just arrived was washed away. Turning around and coming out of the shadows, the remnant sun released the last bit of afterglow, shining on Di Jiang's body, warm.

"It's a boneless tribe. ”

"Boneless tribe?" Di Jiang suddenly stopped. There are some frictions with the Boneless Tribe, and Chongshan and the others know a little.

"Yes, the boneless tribe, one old and one young. Chongshan was very discerning, took a step forward, stood behind Di Jiang, and softly described the general situation of the two of them.

"Where? Di Jiang squinted at Chongshan.

Chongshan understood the meaning of Dijiang, did not think it was a pestle, took a step forward, and led the way in front.

In the eyes, an old man with white hair, his face was full of folds, his thin body was like a gust of wind could blow, and the other person was a little girl, whose body was less than Dijiang's waist, her hair was sallow, and she was glued together one by one, her little face was covered with dust, and her body was extremely weak.

The old animal skin was wrapped around the two of them, as if they were wrapped in two sticks of wood. The two people who were holding the clay pot and were about to eat, saw Dijiang and the two coming, and brought a trace of vigilance, and the little girl hid behind the old man like a frightened person, and her timid appearance made people feel distressed.

"Boneless tribe?" Di Jiang looked at the two of them, his voice full of coldness.

The two of them were also looking at Dijiang, Chongshan they had seen, but the young man in front of him, looking at the situation, had a higher status than Chongshan, and the two who didn't know what the future would be, chose to be silent without knowing what to do, full of vigilance.

"Is the boneless Qingming still alive?" Di Jiang smiled helplessly, in the face of the emaciated two, he could pinch to death with one hand, and he had no hatred with them, so why bother to look bitter and hateful. The mood suddenly relaxed, and the cold face melted a little, making the two feel that the temperature around them was no longer so cold, the little girl secretly poked her head out to take a look, and quickly hid back like a frightened deer.

"Big ...... My lord, do you know our patriarch?" the old man was a little excited.

"There was a one-sided relationship. ”

I don't quite understand what 'one-sided relationship' means, this is the first time I've heard of it, but it doesn't prevent the old man from having his own understanding, in the old man's heart, this seemingly high-status person has met his own patriarch, and has some friendship, otherwise he wouldn't have asked about the patriarch when he saw them.

"It's just that he looks a little too young, could it be the kind left by the patriarch outside?" the old man gossiped in his heart, and his face showed excitement, and his expression and eyes contained extremely strong emotions.

If you let Di Jiang know what he thinks in his heart, you have to pull out his skin. There is a relationship between them, it is the relationship between the murder of the son and the prisoner, but it is not the relationship between father and son.

Poof, he knelt on the ground, and pulled the little girl behind him to his side and knelt down, "My lord, my lord, for the sake of the patriarch, please take us in!"

"Take in...... Take us in!" said the little girl timidly with tears in her eyes.

Di Jiang obviously saw that the ignorant little girl was pinched hard on the back by the old guy, and she couldn't help the pain, and the little girl's tears flowed downward.

"The old immortal, don't move your mind!" Chongshan burst into a shout, startling the two kneeling on the ground, the little girl's tears stopped instantly, followed by a burst of floods, choked but didn't dare to make a sound, and looked at the old man helplessly.

"Don't dare! Don't dare!" the old man put his head on his head, kneeling incessantly, his forehead hitting the stone floor, banging, "beg the adults to take it in, beg the adults to take it in......"

"Which one is this?" Di Jiang thought in his heart, "Get up, get up and speak." ”

"Please take me in!" the old man knelt stubbornly on the ground, looking like if if you don't agree, I won't get up. The old man didn't get up, and the little girl didn't dare to get up, with teary eyes, she looked at Dijiang and looked back at the old man.

"The children are all guilty with you!" Di Jiang sighed and pulled the little girl up. "What's your name?"

"Little old man has no bones......"

"I didn't ask you!" Di Jiang's cold voice interrupted the words of the Bone Hall, and even scared the little girl enough, and she couldn't help but struggle to dodge back.

Seeing that the little girl was struggling so much, for fear of hurting her, Di Jiang had to let go and let the little girl run to the back of the boneless hall, dodging like a kitten.

"Smack"

"What do you want to say, adults!" Bones Hall was furious, stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl out, slapped her face, and looked angry, "Adult, adult, her name is Bonesless Xuanming, children are not sensible, don't care." ”

The flattering smile makes people look annoying.

"What are you doing beating him?" No one was defenseless for a while, seeing the little girl flowing down the river, Chongshan stepped forward and pulled the little girl to his side.

"Adult ......"

"Does it hurt?" Di Jiang squatted down and reached out to wipe the tears on the little girl's face, but he couldn't finish wiping it, but instead touched the whole little face.

"What do you have to do with him?" Di Jiang asked abruptly.

"My granddaughter. Bones Hall rolled his eyes and quietly spat out three words.

"Huh?" Di Jiang's voice became colder and colder, and his attitude towards the little girl and his expression and movements when answering made Di Jiang suspicious.

"My grandson...... I...... I pick it up. "A year ago, I saw her unconscious on the ruins of a small tribe far away, much like my dead granddaughter...... Take her with you like that!" Bones Hall descended to the emotional place, bursting into tears.

"So she doesn't call her a boneless Xuanming?"

"Her name is Ming, and Boneless Xuan is my granddaughter's name. The rough thug of the boneless hall touched his face twice and wiped away the tears.

"Does that little tribe have a name?"

"I don't know, I asked Boneless Xuanming, she doesn't remember the name of the tribe. ”

"Well, then you will be called Xuan Ming in the future!" Di Jiang said to the little girl with a smile, gently stroking the little head, making Xuan Ming's already messy head even more messy.