Xiang Yibai died, and the old man Jumo died.

The old man's face was already sad, and at this time, it was even more like a mourning examination, and he couldn't see a trace of blood. Listening to the shouts and shouts around him, looking at the figure in the air that greeted everyone's cheers, and the complicated eyes of the other three clans' holy sons and saints, the old man couldn't figure out what he should do, and froze in place.

Mai Shaofei was busy setting up POSS, and while thinking about the uneasiness in his heart, he also had no time to pay attention to it.

As a result, the people continued to move, continued to chant, and continued to lift their spirits: it was as if the Burning Spirit Clan had become a powerhouse of the Hundred Clans overnight, and they were so proud that they couldn't help themselves.

Monk Mo Dao is not frivolous, but he has not yet reached the emotional place! No one can avoid emotions such a thing, as long as it reaches a certain threshold, the immortals will also become juvenile idiots.

Some people are sober, such as Thirteen Lang, such as the scholar and Uncle Ku. Another example, the two figures in the sky.

Jusan Lang's sobriety stems from poverty, so he has enough motivation to force himself to calm down. He first found Xiang Yibai's ring, and then sorted out the relics of the big man, and Zuihou pocketed the huge insect corpse, and his movements were swift and orderly. When Uncle Ku and the scholar arrived, the surroundings were empty, except for a few broken bones that had not yet been burned to ashes, and there was not even a slag left.

"You ......"

Uncle Ku glared angrily, "I thought that this kid was a mouse, and he dragged everything into the hole."

"Friendly means, good strength, good ,... Velocity...

The scholar was sincerely admired, but he didn't know if the speed he said was referring to the body of Thirteen Lang, or the robbery of the fruits of victory.

"These things should be handed over to the young master. ”

Thirteen Lang's face was serious, and he said seriously: "Before I started, I had already negotiated with him. ”

The scholar smiled helplessly, thinking that you deceived the ghost, the young master didn't know how to be fooled by you;

Uncle Ku simply turned his head, unwilling to look at his shameless face.

Xiang Yibai's relics, to be honest, are not in the eyes of the two. As everyone has seen, the means of preparing the Holy Son have been exhausted, and the magic weapon runes and seals have been exhausted: the bottle with the highest value fell into the hands of Mai Shaofei, and the poisonous spirit was completely exterminated, and the rest was only some magic crystals and the like, how could he be embarrassed to compete with Thirteen Lang.

Besides, the two of them can't enter the autumn hunting land, and it's really not easy to talk about what will happen after that. If this is the case because of this, the "wizard born from the surrounding tribes" is offended, it is difficult to say what the consequences will be.

Everyone is not stupid, and after a few perfunctory laughs, this matter can only be revealed.

The question at hand is: how do you end up freezing?

"Mo Lao, Mo Lao, Mo Lao!"

"Hmm...... What does the young master command?"

It wasn't until Mai Shaofei shouted for the third time that the old man Jumo woke up from his distraction, and hurriedly ordered someone to withdraw the formation and came to Mai Shaofei.

"Now that the two of them have come. ”

Mai Shaofei pouted at the sky and said, "Should Shaofei go and meet and explain a few words?"

The nominal young patriarch, Mai Shaofei actually did not really take over the affairs of the clan, for example, the Lamei meeting held in the Wufang Palace, which was still taken care of by the old man Jumo. In other words, he is now a concubine with no official position, with no false name and no real power, and whenever he encounters major and minor affairs, he has to follow the rules.

However, he is the young master after all, and this kind of big thing is happening now, and it is not something that the old man Jumo can afford anyway. On the one hand, it is polite to ask this, and on the other hand, it is also to share people's worries, and there is no intention of bribery.

Although it is a discussion tone, at this time, Mai Shaofei is holding the power of 10,000 people, and the new "Baidu sets sail with Jiajia" wins, and there is an irrefutable majesty in his tone. The old man of Jumo had a bitter face and lamented: "Not only do you have to go, but even this immortal..."...,

He pointed to Thirteen Lang and said, "This eight-fingered Taoist friend also has to go." ”

Thirteen Lang's heart was slightly cold, secretly thinking that who had such a big shelf, and his attitude towards Mai Shaofei turned out to be a summoning. And he didn't hear the names of Uncle Ku and the scholar, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

His mind couldn't compare to the two of them, and he couldn't see the appearance of the two people in the distance, his eyes turned to Mai Shaofei, and he asked, "Who dragged them like this?"

The old man Jumo had a bitter face and did not answer his words: the scholar smiled helplessly, and Uncle Ku couldn't help but glare at him again.

Mai Shaofei replied: "The envoy of the Demon King's Palace, and the helmsman of the Battle Alliance. ”

The Demon King's Palace has to supervise the composition of each race's personnel during the autumn hunt, and naturally there will be demon envoys sitting in Wuli City; as for the War Alliance, the influence of the War Alliance in the Demon Domain is far less than that of the Spirit Domain, like some small cities and remote places, there is no shadow of the War Alliance at all. However, Wuli City is the window of the Burning Spirit Clan to the outside world, and the War Alliance naturally has a rudder, and it is not low-level.

Thirteen Lang was startled and asked, "If you don't go, will it be successful?"

The eyes of several people fell on him at the same time, full of contempt: Thirteen Lang was stunned and innocent, and he just wanted to talk about it, why was he so angry.

Mai Shaofei obviously made a mistake and said: "Don't worry, the Demon King Palace has rarely participated in racial battles, and the battle alliance has ignored it; ”

Thirteen Lang nodded in understanding, knowing that he could not tolerate his own objections, so he simply stopped talking.

Mai Shaofei said again: "Mo Lao will clean up, and Lamei will go on as usual." ”

"Business as usual?"

The old man Jumo was a little embarrassed, raised his eyes and looked around, secretly thinking that if it was like this, no matter how strange the treasures of Lamei would be stacked, I was afraid that it would be difficult to create a momentum. Besides, there is no bottom on this matter, how can he focus on the auction.

He said tentatively, "Why don't you choose a date?"

"No!"

Mai Shaofei is worthy of being a person with hills and valleys, and said categorically: "Things have come to this point, it's useless to say anything." At the moment, it is time to raise the hostility of the clansmen in one go! Lamei will be regarded as a great plan of our clan, how can it be delayed because of such a trivial matter, this is the demeanor of the clan, and it cannot be changed!"

It is said that it has a sense of contempt. Don't allow Jumo to say anything more, he sneered and said: "Although this matter is sudden, it is not completely unbeneficial, at least my clan is easier to prepare than the horned clan." The current plan is to first seal up the news and try to delay it. As long as I succeed in obtaining the Holy Son qualification in the Autumn Hunt, no matter how resentful the Horned Worm Clan is, I will never dare to go to war with our clan for a quasi-Holy Son!"

The old man Jumo was worried, but he couldn't disagree with his words. Of course, the war between the two clans is not just a fight, even if the horned clan has the heart, they also need to make some mobilization preparations. The autumn hunt is only a few months away, and if the news can be sealed, once the autumn hunt begins, the horned worm clan will definitely wait for the results to be released before making plans. Otherwise, it is a small matter to offend the Burning Spirit Clan, if you offend the Demon King Palace, let alone the horns, the five clans will not be able to join forces.

He lowered his head and said sadly, "Those ......"

Mai Shaofei's eyes flashed, and he said: "Stabilize them first, they have witnessed this matter, if you want to say that it has nothing to do with it, the horned clan will not believe it in the first place." Later, I will visit them one by one, and give them a hòu gift, and only ask them to hide it for a while, which is not a difficult task. ”

"In addition, there are some horned people in the city, and Mo Lao is responsible for it. ”

As he spoke, Mai Shaofei's eyes were sharp, and he did not hide his killing intent. Jumo understood that this was not the time to be soft-hearted, so he nodded hurriedly and said, "Don't worry, young master, the old man will arrange it immediately." ”

After thinking about it, he said again: "There is a saying, the old man wants to say it and listen to the young master. The cold girl ...... there"...,

"I'll take care of it. ”

Mai Shaofei didn't wait for him to finish speaking, then took over the conversation and said, "I will talk to her personally." ”

The old man Jumo had nothing to say, and ordered a few of his subordinates to deal with all kinds of matters, omitting them. Mai Shaofei motioned to Uncle Ku and the scholar to come over to help, and after settling all the things, he set his eyes on Thirteen Lang.

"Hello, you're so nice, life ......"

"I'm good that I know it myself, just keep it in my heart, and I don't need to emphasize it. ”

Thirteen Lang generously accepted his compliment, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry." ”

"Repentance......

Mai Shaofei was angry for a while, thinking that if this person was shameless, he would really be a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas, and no one could frustrate him. Just as he was about to mock and scold a few words, Thirteen Lang suddenly said, "Isn't it good now?"

Mai Shaofei wants to say that there is no need to ask this? Is it good for you to provoke a heavenly war between the two races? But after thinking about it again, it actually doesn't make any sense to say this: under the attention of tens of thousands of people, he vowed to kill Xiang Yibai, and Thirteen Lang was just an accomplice at best, how could he rely on him.

Expect him to admit it?

Well, even if Thirteen Lang's conscience finds out that he is the mastermind and instigator, who will believe it!

Helpless and aggrieved in the heart of "Baidu Doesn't Set Sail Text", Mai Shaofei said angrily: "Okay, great! It's so good that I almost want to jump off the building!"

"Forget about jumping off the building, there is no Foxconn here. ”

Thirteen Lang didn't care about him at all, and said calmly: "In fact, the benefits you get are far greater than the pay. Not to mention anything else, the Burning Spirit Clan is now more than prestige, who is your opponent. ”

"Prestige is a fart!"

Mai Shaofei said angrily: "You are roasting me on the stove, and there is no way back." ”

"What are you going to do when you retreat? Besides, even if you don't kill Xiang Yibai, do you really have a way out?"

Thirteen Lang was unceremoniously, his words were extremely engraved, and he said: "Your own girl is going to be robbed by others and talk about retreat, are you a gentleman!"

"Presumptuous!"

Mai Shaofei was furious, and there were green tendons jumping out of his forehead, obviously really angry. He raised his hand and pointed at Thirteen Lang, and said in a cold voice: "I warn you, don't mention this matter to me again!"

"If you don't mention it, don't mention it, isn't it great?"

Thirteen Lang looked indifferent and didn't fight him again. As soon as the conversation turned, he suddenly said: "Is one person powerful or ten thousand people powerful?"

Mai Shaofei was stunned for a moment, a little uncomfortable with his rhythm, and said hesitantly: "It depends on who it is,... Why do you ask this?"

Looking at his confused expression, Shisanlang smiled and said, "Don't worry about weishenme for now." Let me ask you, it is said that there are tens of thousands of people in the Burning Spirit Clan participating in the autumn hunt, and if you and the people you bring together are compared to these 10,000 people. ”

His face turned serious, and he asked very seriously, "Which side is powerful?"

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