Tonlong Island.

The top of the Falling Moon Mountain.

The moonlight flickered, the stars were dazzling, and the second-order large array [Falling Moon Chaos Star Array] exuded brilliance.

And under the shroud of the big array, in the Luo family's meeting hall, which should have been solemn and majestic.

At this time, the chatter is noisy, as noisy as the vegetable market of ordinary pawns!

Luo Qing'e was dressed in a blue dress, refreshed and upright, and her pretty face was solemn.

She bowed her hand to the first seat in the hall and said solemnly again.

"Tell the ancestor that Locke fled in despair, resulting in the fall of Poria Island......"

"Please behead this person, with the rules of the Ming clan!"

A middle-aged man with his hands tied and his mana sealed knelt on the ground and trembled when he heard the words.

"Ancestor, ancestor, please be kind to Ancestor!"

"Poria Island has been besieged for a long time, the ammunition and food have run out, and there are no reinforcements outside, so I ordered a retreat as a last resort......

"Ask for the ancestors...... Perceive! ”

And after Luo Xin finished speaking, the uncles and elders of the surrounding branches spoke up one after another to help.

"Ancestor, although Poria Island was lost, Kexin retreated in time, and my family's monks did not suffer much, this is to preserve my family's strength......"

"Kexin also has six layers of qi refining, even if it is not done right, why bother to cut it like this, send it to the front line, and make meritorious contributions."

And the monks of the lineage showed anger and scolded one after another.

"Bastard things, ancestral family business, so easily abandoned and handed over to others, do you still have the surname Luo?!"

The two waves of people were arguing in front of the palace, if it weren't for the Zhuji Ancestor watching, they would almost have to stage a full martial arts!

The hall was smoky and noisy!

Luo Qing'e's beautiful eyes drooped, and the afterglow swept away all the people in the hall, with a touch of disgust.

"Retreating without an order, this kind of thing can be argued for months......"

"If you don't kill this, is it possible to keep it for the New Year?"

Luo Qing'e bit her lower lip tightly and looked at the top of the hall with puzzlement.

There, there was a layer of hazy white mist prohibition, which obscured the face and figure of the Zhuji Ancestor.

"Ancestor, she...... What the hell are you thinking? ”

"Why? Every time...... Reluctant to make a decision? ”

……

At the top of the main hall.

There was a silver-haired beauty with a face six or seven percent similar to Luo Qing'e!

She was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a plain physique, slender legs, and a snow-white dress.

It is the foundation building ancestor of the Luo family, Luo Xiying!

It is worth mentioning that Luo Xiying's silver hair is not caused by aging.

Her longevity is still sufficient.

Some monks, when building the foundation, the aura infusion body transforms the physical body, which will cause changes in hair color and pupil color.

That's exactly what happened to Luo Xiying.

And at this time.

This foundation-building ancestor, who has mastered great power and made a name for himself in the Luo family, is a little unrelenting.

Luo Xiying unconsciously stretched out her index finger and circled her long waterfall hair with a silver sheen.

She looked down on the temple in amazement, arguing with each other, hostile to the people.

A pair of crystal clear beautiful eyes revealed a pitiful sorrow, muttering to himself.

"Why...... What will happen to the family? ”

Luo Xiying sighed softly, full of melancholy and loss.

Obviously, she didn't do anything.

But the situation of the family is getting worse day by day......

However, she could not think of a solution.

"If my father and brother were still alive, they must have a way......"

"But why, did I end up building the foundation?"

Luo Xiying lamented.

The world is impermanent.

Outstanding performance, was placed in high hopes by the family, cultivated with all his might, and took Tsukidan's eldest brother, who died early.

And since she was a child, under the protection of her father and brother's wings, she relied on a superfluous foundation-building spiritual object.

Coincidentally, he was promoted successfully, and dramatically became the foundation ancestor of the Luo family.

However.

Her heart is not suitable to be the leader of the family.

Rather than giving orders in the council hall, dominate the family.

She prefers to practice silently in the cave, or draw talismans to hone her skills.

Luo Xiying's talisman talent is very high, and after building the foundation, she became the first second-order middle-grade talisman master in the Luo family for hundreds of years!

If she is a casual cultivator, she should be able to live very comfortably by relying on this talisman skill and her idle nature of not liking trouble.

But......

For a big family that has been suffering from internal and external troubles for a long time, and needs to get rid of the addiction.

This kind of homeless ancestor is simply a disaster!

In the decades that Luo Xiying has been in charge.

The development of the Luo family has stagnated, there is no expansion to the outside world, and they are lying on their ancestral business and eating their old capital.

The contradiction between the lineage and the branch veins also gradually began to intensify, making the efficiency of the Luo family continue to decrease and be gloomy.

In recent years, after the outbreak of the war with the Shu family.

This energetic and ambitious challenger made it even more difficult for the Luo family.

……

At this time, the controversy in the temple became more and more aggressive!

Looking at these clansmen arguing with each other and asking her to make a decision, Luo Xiying's heart felt a wave of exhaustion and even fear for no reason.

She's really ...... Very bad at coping with this kind of thing.

"Enough!"

Luo Xiying snorted softly.

The coercion of the foundation was swept away, suppressing all the noise in the hall!

"Ancestor ...... Anger"

The hall knelt down and fell silent.

However, Luo Xiying is very clear that this is only temporary.

The Luo family is a big family that has been passed down for more than 300 years, and between the veins, the bloodlines are gradually drifting apart, and the disharmony is secretly born.

Even if it is the foundation building ancestor who presses it with prestige, it won't be long before these people will sprout in a solid state and continue to fight for power and profit.

"Alas......" Luo Xiying sighed, and after a brief outburst, she showed timidity again.

"Locke is a new person, first put in prison, and deal with it specifically...... See you next time! ”

Then, Luo Xiying waved her sleeves, as if she had fled from the desert, and disappeared into the main hall.

She wants to return to her cultivation cave and draw a few talismans to calm her mind......

And below the basilica.

"It's next time!"

Luo Qing'e bit her red lip lightly, her face unwilling.

Zhuji Ancestor does not act, with her identity and position, even if she has intelligence, it will not help the situation of the Luo family.

……

Port.

"Huh" Luo Qing'e walked on the beach, overlooking the sky, and grew a breath ......of depression.

She could feel that the Luo family seemed to be on a downhill road, and everything was not going well......

"So...... Isn't there any good news? Luo Qing'e's pretty face showed a tired expression.

Suddenly.

The long whistle sounds!

On the sea, two spirit ships under the banner of the Luo family, one in front of the other, headed towards the port.

Luo Qing'e looked up in surprise.

"Is that the Flying Serpent? Returning home so early? ”

"And, the other spirit ship is ......?"

Baste!

The rope is taut and stretched!

A sturdy figure landed gracefully on the port.

"Luo Daoyou, this is ...... Are you here to celebrate this triumph? Su Ye chuckled.

Su Daoyou...... Triumph? Luo Qing'e looked puzzled.

"I'm about to let Daoyou know ......"

"The Flying Snake went to sea this time, broke the conspiracy of the Shu family, captured the enemy ship and returned!"

"Huh?!"

Luo Qing'e was in a trance.

She looked at Su Ye's handsome face under the sunset, and a trace of throbbing appeared in her heart.