Nan Li didn't crookedly pick up the boy who was unable to move because of his controlled mana, and raised his foot and kicked off the carefully carved screen of precious wood that was blocking the way. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

More than a dozen people even gathered them in the center, bustling out of the spacious cave door.

Sure enough, the monks of several camps in the huge cave were forming a formation to confront Nanli Wuji.

However, there are also some wall grasses scattered on the edge of the wall, looking like they don't help each other.

Of course, there was also a small group of Nanli Wuji's majesty standing behind him.

In a blink of an eye, the people that Nanli Wuji could control accounted for about thirty percent of the number of people, and fifty percent of those who confronted him, and the rest were all grass.

"Okay, you are an old immortal, and you look down on me and other late-stage foundation building monks, and you actually let your milky little little bit control the magic circle to trap me and others. Fortunately, your baby bump has fallen into our hands. Now I will give you two choices, either obediently do what we ask, or just wait to collect the body of your noble descendant. ”

As soon as Nan Li appeared in the cave, he didn't pay much attention to what he did, and shouted directly, just like before.

There are still fake tall appearances that have been pretending to be for an unknown amount of time.

The people around him were stunned, could it be that this kid had changed his sex on the spot, but no matter what he did, he couldn't change the facts at hand, just let him do it.

The little boy who was deliberately unlocked his dumb hole again shouted heartbreakingly: "Grandpa is about to save me, these hateful pigs don't know how to break my Hundred Mirror Illusion Array." ”

However, his whole body can only open his mouth and open and close his eyes, no matter how angry he is, it will not help.

"Haha, I heard you. This kid has fine skin and tender meat. We elders don't want to accidentally damage this porcelain doll-like little guy. The voice was also heard, and with your cultivation, you should be able to confirm that it is not fake. Choose quickly, it's too late, and you can't wait. ”

is frivolous and arrogant in words, is this Nan Li's crooked nature?

"Hmph, Lin'er panicked, with grandpa here, they don't dare to touch you easily. Rats, our ancestors have underestimated you. I don't know which one has the ability to break through Lin'er's wonderful Hundred Mirrors Illusion Array?"

Nanli Wuji didn't answer the question, and he actually wanted to find out who broke the formation.

"Haha, it seems that you don't take your good grandson seriously. In that case, let's take off one of his arms first. Come on, Nanli Kuhua's great opportunity to vent his anger will be handed over to you. ”

Nan Li did not crook one arm and raised it high, lifted Lin'er, who could not move at all, and made it closer to the position where Nan Li Kuhua was standing.

This little kid was raised, and when he rolled his eyes, he really saw the tall figure of his grandfather in the distance, and he was bold.

The fierce Adam's apple squirmed, stirring the root of the tongue, and suddenly opened a mouthful of sticky sputum and spit it out, and Nan Li, who was in the middle of the big ears and had a rare trace of flushing due to excitement, was not crooked like a knife on the side of his face.

This guy is close at hand, and he doesn't have any precautions against this, but he is also thick-skinned to the point of spitting on himself.

I didn't even raise my hand to wipe it, and after a few laughs, I didn't even look at the little kid who continued to spit out.

Directly shouted: "Kuhua is not in a hurry, don't waste everyone's kindness, this is a good opportunity to avenge your dead son." ”

Nan Li Kuhua was a little hesitant at this time, this is obviously not a small plan, so now let himself force himself to remove one of the captive boy's arms.

Isn't that an initiative to pull hatred?

This is not what she wants, since she has endured it until now, she must not spoil a big thing because of her personal anger.

However, under Nan Li's prompting again, she suddenly understood that this was putting pressure on the other party.

Hurry up and open your thin paws to grab the child's arm.

"Wait. A shout came.

Sure enough, Nanli Wuji didn't want to see his grandson suffer any harm, so he stopped the bitter flower in time.

"There is something to discuss, what do you want to go to great lengths about, you might as well not say it and discuss one or two. Everyone is from the same vein, and they should be in the same vein, and they should not spoil the harmony. ”

Nanli Wuji finally relented, but this speech was slow, and there was still a bit of his usual style, which made more low-level monks at a loss.

But those who woke up were already moving closer to this side.

Those who had come to Nanli Wuji in advance were feeling remorseful, and it was too late to change their sides.

Moreover, in this temporary change of formation, it is difficult to guarantee that it will not anger the highest cultivator in this bitter forest plain.

And for those subordinates of the forces who finally waited for Yunkai to see the sunrise, there is no doubt that the appearance of these dozen people made their choice not wrong.

They are all passionate, eager to try, and even more provocative to those opposite.

As if to say silently, look at your elm pimple brains, see that you don't wait for a front with the master, now you are blind.

"Well, did our original master of the bitter forest choose to act according to our requirements?" This guy actually has the side of a fox and a fake tiger, once he has the upper hand, he actually asks the other party in a weird way.

That 'um', extremely comfortable, as if listening to Nan Li Wuji's subordinate reporting to himself, was full of shelves, and interpreted the superior's sense of superiority over the subordinate to ten out of ten.

And when it comes to the original owner of the coolie, word by word, as if to let everyone present hear that the original owner of the bitter forest has surrendered to him.

Each word in the back is also clear and thorough, and the eyelids are slightly lowered at the exit of the word, so he condescendingly looked at Nanli Wuji himself, who was not lower than his position.

It's really a villain.

When Ji Jiujiu saw this person's performance, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Fortunately, the two lives have been for a long time, and the skin has been worn thicker than the city wall, and this smile only flashed in his eyes, and he didn't even touch a single facial muscle.

still has a solemn face, like King Kong, surrounded by Nan Li, who is extremely talented in acting.

It's like being some other powerful protector of the Dharma.

He wanted to see how the two of them negotiated, whether the old fox could play with the little fox, or whether the little fox was going to be deceived by the old fox.

"Well, for a long time, the clansmen are afraid that they have some misunderstandings about the rules of the Kulin Plain. Everyone is probably forced to make this decision. Since it is a situation like fire and water, let's talk openly and honestly today. Isn't that the case for revising and revising the rules?"

Nanli Wuji was able to endure the ridicule of the other party, calmly dealt with it, and talked eloquently, this is to bow his head and bow his head, obviously he wants to compete for the support of low-level monks.

"Hmph, Nanli Wuji is old and immortal, grandfathers don't want to play with you for a long time, and they don't want to play with you who are supposed to be noble by birth. It's time for you, you're still fighting, haven't you seen the situation clearly? ”

Nan Li said coldly.

Then he raised his head in the direction of many low-level monks and shouted, "Do you say that we want the right to enter and leave freely, we want to overthrow the rule of this lineage, we want to divide the mined spirit stones equally, and we want to learn all the exercises handed down by our ancestors. ”

What he said was originally what the low-level monks wanted, and the market was huge.

With the obvious superiority of his side, and the impetus of most of the forces of several parties, these monks shouted slogans one after another, like those hot-blooded youths: "The right to enter and exit the bitter forest freely, the high-ranking monks must not interfere with our behavior, abolish the rule of the high lineage, divide the mined spirit stones equally, the ancestral meritorious legal person can learn, and everyone can share the labor equally......"

At the beginning, it was still chaotic and unorganized, but slowly the grassroots right-hand men of several major forces slowly unified their calibres, and the slogans resounded in this huge cave and spread far and wide.

It even shook the rocks in the depths of the cave, stirring up a ** wave in the only waterway.

It's about to change.

Nan Li didn't tilt his head and exchanged smug glances with a few leaders, and then glanced at Nan Li Wuji who was standing in front of a low-level monk with a drooping head in the distance.

As if to say: 'Look, is it you, the unworthy original owner of the bitter forest, who has a mass base, or is it our little boss who can respond to every call.' ’

The situation is clear and unquestionable.

"Everything is negotiable, these can be promised to you, since everyone means this, then abolish the previous clan rules. How about the re-election of delegates and the drafting of new family rules?"

Nan Li Wuji raised his hands forward flatly, and said after pressing down a few times.

Seeing that his gestures were still effective and could silence everyone in the hustle and bustle, his eyes flashed with joy.

When everyone stopped talking, they hurriedly exerted spiritual pressure and said, "Since you want to redraft the clan rules, is it better to select representatives to participate according to their respective lineages?"

"Good. The caverns replied almost in unison.

The dozens of people on Ji Nineteen's side were surprisingly calm, and none of them answered.

However, no one objected to it, wanting to see further what tricks this old man would play.

To be honest, they were the only ones who wanted to rebel, and they were hiding from their subordinates before.

After all, it is a clan that breaks bones and tendons, and it is not easy to easily coerce many low-level monks to oppose the lineage that has been ruled for a long time.

and can't be absolutely subdued by force, you don't see that this old man in the early stage of the knot pill can't quickly subdue the other party when facing the siege of dozens of people.

Appearing in front of many low-level monks is also pleasant, and it is impossible to suppress the opportunity of the audience by means of one person.

At least in such a race, it is difficult, and there is cultivation in the body, and if you want to kill the killer openly in front of everyone, you have to weigh your own ability.

Don't go overboard, the ending of getting more ants to gnaw at the dead elephant will not be beautiful.

As for the dirty dealings and tricks they do behind their backs, that's a different story.

"Then according to the three generations of grandchildren, no matter how many people are directly related to the three generations of grandchildren, they are considered a small group. Each of these groups should elect a person to represent them and collectively draw up the new clan rules. I think the new rules drawn up by these delegates should be representative of the minds of the majority. You say don't you?"

Nanli Wuji held his head high, calm and calm, and his eyes flashed with joy.

It seems that people who are directly related by blood have discussed it with each other.

Ji Nineteen Fang also frowned on Ji Nineteen, and the others were a little good, but they all endured it without saying much.

In their opinion, with this little boy in hand, it is not in their own hands.

It's just that the subordinates are separated to elect representatives to draw up new clan rules, and there is no need to worry.

After a long period of commotion, the small groups finally came to an agreement, and many people had moved to stand at the head of the small group, apparently even a lot of representatives had been decided.

Just as it was a little quieter, Nan Li Wuji began to speak again, "Then ask these delegates to come to the front collectively to gather, and the rest of the people who are not representatives will disperse now." Formulating new clan rules is a cumbersome matter, and a large number of people does not necessarily help you. ”

Not to mention that he, the original master of the bitter forest who has been in a high position for a long time, really has a little appeal, and there are really some lowly monks who are ready to disperse.

At this time, Nan Li Bucrook and the others couldn't bear it anymore, didn't they want to withdraw their forces alive.

They all moved to gather their forces again.

However, they are shouting from afar, but they can't do anything, they are already relatively loose forces, how can they effectively organize themselves under such circumstances.

The first to leave to gather forces was the second elder of Nanli Hongfu, and then the thin bitter flower also had to leave, and the graceful body swinging kept leaving was of course Nanli Sakura.

Only Nan Li did not leave, and only sent Nan Li Yang to preside over the overall situation alone.

The rest is Ji Nineteen and one people waiting.

At this time, Nanli Wuji was suddenly deceived by ghosts.

And said solemnly, "My descendants must also have representatives to participate, and that is my grandson." Do you want to protect him for this re-establishment of the clan rules?"

Of course, Nan Li was not crooked, but before he could say anything, he noticed a strange mana fluctuation.

Immediately afterwards, Nan Li Wuji's big hand was raised violently, and his five fingers were grasped, and a big handprint was impressively formed in front of Nan Li Buji's people.

The big mudra took on the shape of a five-fingered virtual grip, trapping the remaining few people in it.

Caught off guard, several people felt that the air around them was tight, and huge pressure hit them.

It's all a bad feeling, but most of them are too late.

The big mudra of the imaginary grip would give them a chance to react, and the five-watch iron cable-like stigma slammed into the middle, with the intention of crushing them.

Unexpectedly, his sudden sneak attack did not attract the attention of the other people who were in a hurry, and it was a good thing for him to succeed.