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6677 Crisis of the banquet

"Yes, thank you for your cultivation. I swear to be loyal to you!" The leader of the Death Guard understood at this moment that he was too nervous and suspicious. After hearing the other party's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear in his eyes flashed away.

The Great Elder did not pay attention to these details and waved to it: "Go, be prepared for what happened later, and you must not slackew."

"Here, I'll leave." After saluting respectfully, the leader of the Dead Guard hurriedly left, while the elder was thinking about his thoughts and heading towards his room on the other side of the deck.

"Swish!" The next moment, the insect mother turned over from the side of the ship and flew onto the guardrail.

It said to himself: "Hey, I didn't expect that the internal struggle between the two factions in the Dead Demon Clan had reached the point where the water and fire were incompatible. Thanks to listening to the master's words, he held back and didn't take action. Otherwise, he would have missed the opportunity to watch the show. I'll observe it for a while and it's time to go back to report the situation here to the master."

"Hey, there is no one here, come here quickly!" At this moment, the evil insect mother suddenly heard a sound nearby. She didn't want to expose her position, so she instantly hid her figure and hid next to her and listened quietly to the other party's movements.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da da!" The footsteps sounded from far to near, and two guys were talking in a hurry while talking.

"Without any time, hurry up and bring back the news from the elders here. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, I know time is tight, you have to be careful."

"Be careful, don't be discovered by the Great Elders' Death Guards."

"Well, I'm leaving." After the second guy who spoke, he suddenly vibrated the thin wing behind him, suddenly flew up, and rushed towards the distance.

The one who stayed on the deck watched his companion leave, then whispered to himself: "Hehehe, this time I have made a great contribution. At that time, the clan leader will definitely have a lot of rewards to me!"

Then, the dead moxa warrior turned away. The guy thought that what he and his companions had done could be hidden from the world. He didn't know about it, but he didn't expect that the conversation had already made the insect mother hiding in the dark listen to it.

The Dead Moxa warrior laughed smugly, then turned around and left.

...

After a while, the insect mother and the four sluts found out the situation clearly, and returned to Guan Heng and the flying boat that Qing Huang was in the boundary, and told everyone about the passing.

"Haha, as you say, the elders and patriarchs of the Dead Demon Clan are about to be squashed. Good things, good things." Guan Heng smiled and said, "Since that's the case, we have to go over and play, and make things more messy, the better."

"Agree." Qing Huang also smiled and said, "This must be a very interesting thing."

"It's not too late, start the action quickly." Guan Heng said this and turned his head and asked, "My mother, the elders are going to hold a banquet. When will it start?" "According to the news that I and the four cherry are hearing, it should be at this time."

The evil insect mother replied: "It is estimated that the leader of the Dead Manta and his subordinates have rushed to the elder's flying boat..."

"Buzz buzz - Buzz buzz -" As soon as the mother of insects said, several sharp shadows flew from a distance nearby. It was the colorful ferocious circles it arranged to stay near the enemy's flying boat to monitor.

"Squeak, squeak." The leading ferocious frog called the insect mother a few times, and it immediately said with surprise: "Master, good news, the flying boat of the leader of the Demon Moxa tribe has arrived nearby, and they are preparing to enter the territory of the elders."

"Hey, the time is just right." Guan Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said slowly: "Now everyone will make arrangements. Be sure to capture all these guys in one place and wipe out them all."

"Okay!" Qing Huang and the other friends agreed and all surrounded him.

...

After a while, the elders' flying boat was on.

"Hahaha, it is a great honor for us to come to our simple place to celebrate the banquet." The elder was filled with joy and smiled and greeted him personally, and greeted him politely at the Demother Clan Chief in front of him.

The leader of the Demonic Moxa smiled slightly and nodded, "You are polite, Grand Elder, you and all the elders are all people who have made great contributions to this clan. Even if I am, I dare not be disrespectful. As long as the Grand Elder sends a person to say hello, even if there is no feast for entertainment, I have to come and invite you."

"Hehehe, don't dare, the patriarch is really a compliment."

The elder still likes to listen to flattery words. When the other party pretends to be so fake, his face looks much better. He immediately said with a kind look: "I am old, and I will be the world of you young and promising juniors, you clan leader. As for me, I am just providing some experience."

"The elder is joking. You are still in your prime." Hearing that the old guy took the word "follower" very clearly, the body of the Demonic Clan leader couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and cursed in his heart: "Old guy, you are too crazy to rely on your seniority in front of me!"

Although he hated the elder who did not take his identity as a patriarch seriously at all, the patriarch also knew that he would never break up with the other party before he had no choice.

So, this guy forced himself to suppress the high anger in his heart and said with a smile: "Come on, elder, I will introduce you to a guest, this one, the messenger of the Yankong War Beast, please be close to each other."

"Oh?" Hearing this, even the arrogant and arrogant elder dared not neglect. He hurriedly looked closely and saw a strong and fat Yankong Beast Warrior who flashed behind the clan leader.

The guy looked at the old guy a few times, then asked in a bad tone: "You are the great elder of the Dead Demon Clan?"

"Yes, the old man is the eldest elder of his clan." Although the other party's tone did not even mean a kindness, the eldest elder just dared not have any dissatisfaction and could only lower his eyebrows and smile and answer with apology.

The reason why the great elder was humble and gentle was that compared with the Yankong Beast Clan, his small Dead Dungeon Clan was nothing. As long as he moved his fingers, he would probably be able to kill all of his tribes, so the old guy didn't have the courage to turn against him.

"snort."

Seeing the other party squeeze out a smile that was even worse than crying, Yankong Battle Beast Messenger sneered slightly, and then said carelessly: "Your patriarch has a good personal relationship with me. I heard that a banquet is held here to entertain it, because this messenger is also here to join in the fun. I wonder if you are welcome?"
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