As if he had expected the patriarch's words, the young man smiled and said, "You don't need to worry at all, there are not many people who can fight against collectors in the Pure Land World, and the collectors today are no longer your collectors back then." Our ancestors also left instructions for us to approach and help the Medicine Spirit Clan. If we can't do it, we will be ashamed of our ancestors and ancestors. ”

Night Terror Hong couldn't help laughing, Qing Yue's laughter immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the man turned his gaze to Night Terror.

"This one is ......"

The patriarch's eyes lit up and said, "This one is our partner of the Medicine Spirit Clan, and it is also the destination chosen by the gods for us, and we will follow him next." ”

"Oh?" The young man sneered and said, "Elder Huomu told me that this person is a meditation cultivator. If it's meditation, how can I be qualified to be with you? ”

Although Night Terror did save everyone earlier, her status as a meditation cultivator is still quite fearful.

After all, meditation cultivation is an alien, especially the underworld qi and death qi can also corrode their bodies.

Thinking like this, everyone involuntarily distanced themselves from the night terror, and Huo Mu even said frankly: "Patriarch, if you are with such a meditation cultivator, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?" ”

The patriarch sneered, "What's wrong? All I know is that if it weren't for Your Excellency, we wouldn't have made it out of the Valley of Hope alive. ”

What Huomu hated the most was such a patriarch who didn't eat oil and salt, and he retorted: "Of course it's impossible! ”

The patriarch frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"I mean, the Tibetan prince is ready to go in and save us at any time."

"Firewood!" The patriarch drank, "You actually told outsiders where the Medicine Spirit Clan was?" ”

Huomu sneered: "You obviously know that the Tibetan Gongzi is not an outsider at all, and the night terror is an outsider!" ”

"You ......"

"Patriarch, if you insist on going with someone as dangerous as Nightterror, we will never agree. Night terrors are meditations, and don't forget why we were forced to leave the Valley of Hope. ”

Huo Mu's voice fell, and several elders also spoke with complicated expressions.

"Patriarch, Tibetan Prince, they are not only very close to us, but they are such pure and kind people, why do you believe in a meditation of unknown origin? And don't want to believe in the Tibetan son who is in the same vein as us? ”

The patriarch angrily rebuked: "What nonsense are you talking about! How can we be in the same vein as collectors?! ”

An elder sighed and said, "Patriarch, you don't have to hide it, we all know it." ”

Zang Gongzi smiled and said: "Patriarch, we are all a family, we are not good to the Medicine Spirit Clan, who else in the world will be good to the Medicine Spirit Clan?" ”

Huomu gritted his teeth and said, "Patriarch, you were injured by the people in the Ghost Valley and fell unconscious, how do you think we returned to the Medicine Spirit Clan?" ”

"Didn't you say that you came back with a bloody path?"

"It's true that we have killed a bloody road, but the person who killed the bloody road is not us, but the collector! If we didn't have collectors, we would have been wiped out! You say, who else in this world can be trusted by collectors who will do anything to save us? ”

The patriarch's face was full of shock: "You mean...... You've been in contact since then? ”

Huomu nodded: "During this period of time, it was the collector's people who helped us, otherwise the Valley of Hope would have been attacked a long time ago." ”

(End of chapter)