The two flew very fast, and in a blink of an eye, they approached the top of the mountain in the sea of clouds. In the center of the square stands a tall and majestic independent palace.

Looking down, not only Chenming, but even Dalaqi was startled.

I saw that the square in front of the palace was densely packed with two teams of Dala people.

One team had black wings and the other team had white wings, with a total number of nearly two thousand people.

There was silence in the square of nearly 2,000 people. Quiet scary,

On the opposite side of the black and white phalanx stood two people, one was the white-winged Daraai.

The other is an old man in plain clothes, the old man has white hair and a haggard face.

But his eyes were bright, and a pair of huge pale golden wings behind him stretched out slightly from time to time.

The old man was none other than Darast, the old patriarch of the Dara tribe.

The old patriarch was looking at Dalaqi who flew over and Chen Ming under her with a serious face.

Looking at the black and white phalanx below, Dalaqi felt both nervous and sad in his heart.

Nervously, such a formation is probably about to happen.

The sad thing is that since something big has happened in the clan, the black and white wings have arrived, but the color wings can't come.

Now he only calls himself the leader of the Colorful Wings, which is clearly not treating the Colorful Wings as his own people.

Sorrow is sorrow, what should be done still has to be done, Dalaqi put down Chenming and fell to his knees.

"Colorwing Leader Daraki meets the Patriarch!"

"Okay, get up!"

Dalaqi got up and wanted to accept the patriarch's lecture, but saw the patriarch staring at Chen Ming with his eyes.

Chen Ming helplessly clasped his fists with both hands and said, "I've seen Patriarch Dara!" ”

Patriarch Dara didn't speak, but continued to look at Chenming as if looking at a strange object.

"Patriarch, Chen Ming is the creature I rescued from the haunted house in the eastern part of the country, and I am about to send him back to my tribe."

When the Dala patriarch heard this, he turned his head and looked at Dalaki in surprise and said, "He is a prisoner of the Eastern Tribe?" ”

"It should be, he was thrown into a haunted house, he was unconscious at the time, and he was still in a coma after I rescued him, and he just woke up."

"The haunted house in the eastern part of the country has come back to life, you know?"

"I saw their spirits come back to life, and I wanted to report to the patriarch, but I couldn't get in—"

"The sentinels have told me that the eastern tribe of the city has come to attack my Dara tribe."

"Ah, patriarch, I'll go back and organize the clansmen to meet the enemy immediately!"

"No, we have more important things to do!"

"More important? What could be more important than a battle? ”

Seeing that the patriarch looked at Chen Ming again, Dalaqi couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, could it be ——?

Just as Chen Ming was standing aside and doing nothing, an old voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Young man, what tribe are you? Where is your tribe? ”

"I'm Han Chinese, I've just reached the abyss!"

"How many Han Chinese are you coming with?"

"I'm the only one."

The Dala patriarch was stunned for a moment, and immediately said happily: "Mr. Chen Ming, is he willing to live in my Dala tribe?" ”

"Chen Ming is willing!"

Patriarch Dara was very happy to hear this, and stretched out his hand to pull Dala Ella next to him to the front.

"This is my daughter Daraai, will you marry her?"

"Huh? Yes! ”

Not only Chen Ming was stunned, but even Dalaqi and Dalach on the side were also stunned.

Daraai looked at the patriarch's father with an incredulous expression and objected: "Father, what are you talking about." How could I possibly marry such a useless creature! ”

The Dala patriarch ignored Dala Ai, and Chen Ming couldn't understand what she said anyway. He just stared at Chen Ming.

Chen Ming hesitated a little and said, "This-"

Patriarch Dala immediately rushed to speak: "After Mr. Chenming marries his little daughter, I will pass on the position of patriarch to my daughter. As long as you and my daughter live well, the whole Dara is yours. ”

Chen Ming didn't understand why Patriarch Dara was so eager to marry his daughter to him as soon as they met.

He even entrusted the entire Dara tribe to himself, despite the fact that Dara Ai's beauty was very attractive.

But he and his daughter had only just met, and they didn't say a word.

And Chen Ming also saw the surprised look of Daraai on the side, as well as the obviously unwilling expression.

Although Chen Ming is not wise and brave, he is extremely smart, but as an adult, he still has common sense.

Of course, Chen Ming knows that pies will not fall from the sky, and if they really fall, it will be either a trap or a pit!

Chen Ming prevaricated: "Can I think about this matter?" And you can see Ling Yuan's expression that doesn't seem to agree with this marriage. ”

The patriarch smiled and said, "You don't have to worry about Ai'er's business, she will agree immediately, as long as you agree, I have a bigger opportunity for you." ”

"Of course, if you don't agree, it's the enemy of our Dara clan, you can think about it now!"

When Chen Ming saw that this old guy had a threat in his language, he was even more disgusted in his heart. But the current situation does not seem to allow for non-acceptance.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Chen Ming's mind, and he suddenly figured out the key. The Dala clan is the guardian of the haunted house, isn't this another Luo family?

And the patriarch of Dara asked him to marry his daughter, isn't this the trick that Luo Wen once used to himself.

The goal is to turn yourself into a puppet and control the haunted house by controlling yourself.

It's just that Luo Wen is using her feelings to envelop herself and let herself be fooled willingly.

And the Dara patriarch used the overlord hard bow.

It's like if you don't agree, you will become an enemy, is this telling yourself that if you don't agree, you will kill yourself?

This fate is so similar, is this my fate?

Chen Ming looked at Daraai, only to see that the Dara patriarch grabbed her wrist, as if he was communicating something with his soul.

The anger on her face disappeared little by little, then shock, and then a smile.

In the end, she looked at herself with a shy and charming face, and Chen Ming knew that it was the Dara patriarch who had convinced her.

Then now I'm waiting for my own words, and I don't have a choice.

Just when Chen Ming was about to promise Patriarch Dala and prepare to continue eating soft rice.

In the main hall behind the Dara patriarch, suddenly the door of the hall opened, a golden light flashed, and Chen Ming disappeared in place.

With the temple gate "Bang Dang! With a shut-off, Patriarch Darra's eyes showed a look of panic.

Daraai's face was dazed, Dalaqi and Dalach were surprised, and the square was in an uproar.

Inside the palace, the lights are brilliant, and the place where the lights shine is magnificent.

Chen Ming stood in the center of the hall a little dazed. A huge phantom knelt in front of Chenming.

It was a phantom of a man with wings on his back, bird's feet under his legs, and a cold and resolute face.

The phantom man was too tall, and even if he knelt on one knee, he was still a head taller than Chen Ming who was standing.

"The hosts! You're finally back! ”

"You're the ghost of this haunted house?"

"Yes, master!"

The phantom shook as if it was about to dissipate.