The Seven Poisons are gone, and the only person who has the most power to speak in the Golden Snake Tribe is the Great Elder-White Skull, an old man who has been fighting with the Seven Poisons and fighting each other for decades.

Almost all the people in the tribe felt that the great elder who grinned when he heard the seven poisons was already happy in the house, right?

Yes, the White Skull, who became the focal point of the tribe, did shut himself up in the room by himself, sitting on a chair with a very quaint codex.

Who would have thought that this old man, who was nearly eighty years old, was not even happy at this time, and his hands trembled, as if he had been greatly hit.

"Seventh, seventh, we have been competing for half a lifetime, how old do you say you are, how can you go before me?" the white skull muttered softly to himself, letting the old tears slide over the dry face. "Don't complain about Senior Brother, this clan can't be handed over to that child, but Senior Brother will do his best to protect the child's safety. ”

The white skull got up from his chair and walked out, and the moment the door opened, the codex was unbelievably inserted into the iron mezzanine on the door frame.

The door opened, and the white skull walked out gently, with the usual kind smile on his old face, which made the folds appear deeper and more numerous, so much that no one could see the traces of tears.

Bai Lijun walked in from outside the hospital, with a calm demeanor, and he didn't look injured at all.

For this disciple, Bai Skull was satisfied to the extreme, no matter what aspect. Let's just say that recently, when I heard that something had happened in the clan, I rushed back from Yunzhou without hesitation, and my ass was not hot, so I ran to find that girl!

I came back with a serious injury, and I hid it from my master, for fear that my master would worry. Although the rescue was not made in the end, this filial piety and affection are really unmatched.

"Master, slow down. Bai Lijun stepped forward respectfully and hugged the white skull.

Bai Skull nodded: "Just this filial piety, he has never enjoyed the seven poisons, Jiaojiao's girl is not sensible on weekdays, alas! ”

"Jiaojiao, that's a young ......" Bai Lijun's eyebrows showed infinite sadness, and the rest of the words whimpered and couldn't be spoken.

"Okay, child, who doesn't know your heart for Jiaojiao?

"Bai Mao hasn't come out yet. Bai Lijun said, "Child, do you want me to go?"

"I'll go myself! you go and tell the other elders, and I'll come back later. ”

"Yes, master!" Bai Lijun retired.

The white skull slowly walked towards the courtyard of the lineage, neither fast nor slow.

The courtyard of the descendants was shrouded in desolation, and the six big men stood with firm faces and swords, and even tasted the food brought into the house themselves. In this way, a dozen people worked day and night shifts.

On weekdays, there are no guards in this courtyard at all, and the real masters of the lineage have either not returned, or have just died.

No one had any hope for the lineage, and it was unknown how many years the child would live.

Even if there was no hope, these dozen or so people, under the leadership of Bai Sheng and Bai Long, who had the best kung fu, protected this courtyard day and night.

When the big man guarding Bai Mao saw the Great Elder coming, he stepped forward and stopped him directly, unceremoniously!

The white skull shouted into the room in his old voice: "White Dragon, whether you live or die, you can't get around me, old fellow!

In the room, a strong man with a big knife and a beard on his face sat on a chair in the main hall, squinting and motionless.

On the chair next to him, a little boy of seven or eight years old posed exactly like the big man, and his eyes were closed, but he muttered: "It's so handsome to have a knife!"

Hearing the voice of the white skull, the older and the younger opened their eyes at the same time as if they had discussed.

"The Lord is coming!" said the little ghost.

Bai Long looked at the child's serious appearance, took a long breath, smiled with relief, and shouted, "Let the Great Elder come in!"

Bai Skull walked in, but not alone, followed by a fairly handsome young man, Bai Sheng.

I didn't have a good time coming in, and sat directly on the main seat of the main hall, "Tell me about your appeals!"

Bai Long was just as polite, "Let's go to Yunzhou, half a year's funds, and after half a year, everyone will not get along." ”

Tomorrow night, the two of you will take Bai Mao to go first, and the rest of you will find your own way, and I will send you all the way to Yunzhou. Keep it a secret!" The white skull didn't seem to be talking to the two, and his voice was low and weak.

The saint disappeared, and the saint's die-hard supporter Seven Poisons died in battle, it is already very good to have this result! Bai Long Bai Sheng nodded in agreement.

The patriarch's courtyard has been empty for nearly ten years, since Bai Jiao's father and brother were all killed in battle, Bai Qipoison and Bai Skull have been in a-for-tat, and there has been no new patriarch, and finally Bai Jiao has temporary patriarchal authority as a saint.

Of course, it is only symbolic, and the clan is in constant fear, and an idol is needed to unite people's hearts. Even if it is such a puppet-like character, it was exchanged for Bai Jiao's mother and daughter moving out of the patriarchal compound, and not long after Bai Jiao's mother disappeared for no reason, and there was no news.

In the living room of the compound, there were a dozen or so people sitting around.

Five people sat in the front row on the right, and seven or eight people sat behind these people.

There is no one on the left...... Oh no! There was one! A quiet and elegant woman, in her twenties, sat in the back corner of the left. In such a dreary atmosphere, it is unlikely that you will see this woman without looking up.

There are two seats in the main seat, and in the past, there were basically two people sitting in Seven Poisons and White Skull.

Today, the white skull walked in from outside the door, looked at the main seat in front of him, and for some reason, stopped and sat on the side very casually.

The hall was quiet and silent, and there was no word for a long time.

A rugged-looking man in the front row couldn't hold his breath, slapped the table, and shouted: "Aren't those people in the family line dying? Why don't any of them come! Boss, do you want me to bring them over!"

"Get out! The white skull was not polite at all because of the other party's status as an elder.

This rugged elder is called Bai Zhihua, but unfortunately he is not gorgeous at all, and he is manic and aggressive. However, his martial arts talent is very good, and after the death of the Seven Poisons, he can be called the first person in martial arts in the Golden Snake Tribe.

Bai Zhihua naturally doesn't like to use poison, and he is extremely resistant to people who use poison, so he did not hesitate to throw himself at Bai Skull, who doesn't use poison much. Bai Qi Poison shook his head speechlessly, without poison skills, must the poison skills be very bad?

Bai Zhihua called Bai Lijun in, but he didn't dare to speak anymore, sitting in the corner and fiddling with his pair of big axes with Erlang's legs.

"Lijun, tell me about the situation that day. The white skull's eyes drooped, and he didn't raise his eyes to look at anyone.

"Elders!" Bai Lijun bowed politely to those present.

That night, more than a dozen men in black with good kung fu suddenly attacked, and they could have coped with it. Unexpectedly, Bai Ruyu suddenly appeared, the little nephew was not good at learning, and he was not the opponent of Bai Ruyu, so he was knocked into the water and fainted. Bai Lijun paused, his sad and lonely expression was undoubtedly revealed, tears were in his eyes, and he continued to whimper: "When I wake up, those people are gone, and Jiaojiao is gone." ”

"Lijun! Alas, we know Bai Ruyu's strength, and you have done your best, so mourn. The Sixth Elder Bai Ying patted Bai Lijun on the shoulder and continued: "In this way, the Holy Maiden is only afraid of more evil and less auspicious. At this point, the tribe has to come up with an idea as soon as possible. ”

"This time, my clan has suffered heavy losses, presumably the Moon Palace has been planning for a long time, but our clan is now panicking, difficult!" The four elders were full of worry and grief, and they were extremely pessimistic about the future of the tribe.

"It's difficult, how many years, are there few difficult things? No matter what else happens, if the Moon Palace comes, I, Bai Yin, will take the first step, and I can still do it if I work hard. The third elder Bai Yin is not inconspicuous on weekdays, but now he can't help choking when he sees the fourth child languishing.

"That's right, the third elder's words are on my temper, the Moon Palace is coming, count me in!" Bai Zhihua deeply agreed with the words of the third elder and responded loudly.

The six elders turned their heads and persuaded the white skull bitterly. "Senior brother, whether it is useful or not, you still have to choose a patriarch, it is really not possible to have a young patriarch, at least give the people a hope. ”

Everyone is also gossiping, and they have mutual insights about the belonging of the patriarch, but it is also a cliché, but the descendants are not there, and no one sings the right thing.

When the tribe reached this situation, many people still couldn't avoid the attribution of power, and the white skull didn't raise his head, but for some reason, he directly left the position of the patriarch......

The tribes are almost gone, so what's the use of finding a patriarch.

It wasn't until someone proposed that Bai Lijun, the most proud disciple of Bai Skull, could serve as the young patriarch that Bai Skull's eyes raised for the first time, but instead of looking at Bai Lijun standing behind him, he was surprised that it was the third elder Bai Yin who made this suggestion.

Bai Lijun's eyes showed ecstasy, but he pressed it down in time, and the jump in his eyes was revealed. Bai Lijun lowered his head, as if he hadn't heard the advice of the three elders just now.

The eyes of the elegant woman sitting in the corner also swept to the third elder Bai Yin, and in the eyes of others, it was just a hand holding a fragrant cheek, and then looked at Bai Lijun, and there was no movement.

With the recommendation of such a senior elder, coupled with Bai Skull's right to speak, it can be said that this young patriarch is already in the bag, even Bai Lijun himself feels that great things can be accomplished, and it seems that his image in the clan is not bad!

The other elders were silent or nodded, and none of the clan masters sitting behind the five elders objected.

At this time, the rude Bai Zhihua was extremely dissatisfied: "The people of the lineage are dead? Do you have a black spirit bead? No matter how bad you are, you have a inheritance codex? They all say that I Bai Zhihua has no brains, and you are more brainless than me." As he spoke, he stopped looking at the white skull, and for the first time in many years, he embarrassed the white skull in public, and walked out of the hall and towards the courtyard where Bai Mao was.

When the last person who objected left, and everyone thought that the big thing could be decided, who expected Bai Skull to sigh: "Three days later, the people under the age of thirty will choose the six people with the best martial arts, and together with Bai Mao, they will be the candidates for the young patriarch." Within five years, the one with the greatest merit was established as the young patriarch. ”

The greatest credit, not the strongest martial arts, and everyone was stunned.