The fairy feather crane spread its wings and carried Jiang Luo across the mountains and ridges, and flew to Jixiang Village.

The weather is refreshing and the sun is shining.

The men, women, young and old in Jixiang Village are bathed in the sun, chopping wood, cooking, playing chess, practicing qigong, and enjoying themselves.

"Look, the fairy feather crane is here, the clan leader is here."

People put down their work and looked up at the fairy feather crane with ecstasy joy. Unfortunately, they did not see the kind and majestic figure of the old patriarch as they wished. Instead, they saw a young man who was not unfamiliar and could not be said to be familiar.

Jiang Luo, a legendary and mysterious young man, is the successor appointed by Tianyu.

The fairy feathered crane hovered over Jixiang Village. Jiang Luo stood on its back and could overlook the entire Jixiang Village. He whispered: "My fellow villagers, the leader of Tianyu has passed away. Because he repeatedly emphasized before his death that there is no need to hold a funeral, I am not prepared for a memorial ceremony."

Before he finished speaking, some people were crying, some sighing, and some looked depressed.

The joyful and peaceful auspicious village was immediately shrouded in sorrow.

Jiang Luo said again: "The patriarchs of Hak, Jino and Dar tribes deliberately destroyed Tianyu's body, and I have now killed him.

At this moment, other tribes are eyeing us and trying to annex us. Please be vigilant at all times, strictly prevent us, and protect the elderly and children. I promise you that within half a month, the group will raise their hands to surrender."

"Jiang Luo, did you kill the leaders of those three tribes alone?" A big man expressed his questions, and this was also a question for many people.

Jiang Luo smiled and said, "That's right, just an hour ago, I used the blood of those three grandsons to pay tribute to the dead souls of Tianyu."

Chai Fengnian stood at the top of the attic and bowed to Jiang Luo, "The clan leader is mighty, we must guard our homeland and wait for the clan leader's good news."

As soon as the village chief spoke, everyone dispelled their doubts and cast their eyes on Jiang Luo with confidence.

"Uncle Nian, thank you for your trust and support. I will go to several other villages to communicate first, and I will talk to you and Brother Chai in detail the next day."

"Okay", Chai Fengnian nodded.

Jiang Luo slapped the fairy feather crane under his crotch and ordered: "Let's go to the neighboring village first. They are all my tribe members, so you can't favor one or the other."

The fairy feather crane flapped its wings and flew towards the west.

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Wang stared at the beautiful big bird in the sky and danced excitedly, "Uncle Jiang...Uncle Jiang..."

"Be good to Wang'er, Uncle Jiang is very busy now. When he has time, he will come back to see you." Yang Junlan held his son and comforted him.

Chai Wang nodded obediently and curled his head in his mother's arms.

Chai Xue, who was standing beside her, stared at Jiang Luo floating in the sky, with a different kind of tenderness shining in her bright eyes.

Soon, Jiang Luo flew over another village and communicated with the villagers through the method of transmitting voice.

Aoki Village is different from Jixiang Village. They have never seen Jiang Luo at all. At first, they even thought he was sensational. It was not until the village chief warned everyone that they were dumbfounded.

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The dark night is like a net, covering the sky of the city that never sleeps, and surrounding all living beings.

The Echun tribe's never sleep is the most prosperous capital of the Jiuli continent. It has willows painted on the smoke bridge and wind curtains. Every night, there are many lanterns, which are particularly noisy, so it is named after the word "never sleep".

In the middle of the city that never sleeps, there is a magnificent palace with dozens of courtyards of different sizes, including pavilions, towers, pavilions, linguins and langfangs.

There were thousands of people wandering in the ingenious building. Except for the servants who served tea and water, nodded and bowed, they were all well-known nobles from various tribes.

Every grass, every tree, every brick and every tile in this place belongs to Lin Yongshou, the leader of the Echun tribe. At this time, he was holding a banquet for guests.

There were dozens of banquet tables in the hall. Lin Yongshou stood on the stage, dressed in gorgeous clothes and looked handsome, with one hand on his lower abdomen and the other hand raised high in the air to gesture, which was quite majestic.

"My friends, listen to my words. Tianyu is dead. The new leader of Hezhe's tribe is now called Jiang Luo.

This man is bloodthirsty. When he came out of the mountain yesterday, he cruelly killed the leaders of the three tribes, Hak, Keno and Dal indiscriminately.

In the past, when tribes fought and killed each other, who dared to directly destroy the other leader? Compared with Mr. Jiang's behavior, our previous disputes were simply a small fight.

I have obtained reliable information. Jiang Luo has gone north at present and is very likely to attack Echun's army. Next is Xibe's army and Yufeng's army. As long as he does not die, we will never escape."

Lin Yongshou is like a wonderful orator. His simple words aroused the common denominations of the heroes.

The sound of the voice was roaring, and the applause was thunderous.

However, some people questioned the fact that the representative of the Wuzi tribe, a thin middle-aged man, stood up and said, "We have never heard of Jiang Luoqi before, how can a young boy inherit the mantle of Tianyu?

I suspect that either Tianyu used a trick to escape from the shell and used Jiang Luo's name to make a mystery, or it was Jiang Luokuang who sent Jixia Academy to support Hezhe's tribe. Don't forget that Tianyu is the beloved disciple of the Eastern Confucian Saint."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone suddenly changed their color. Once the Jixia Academy intervened in this matter, how could they dare to attack Hezhe's troops?

Lin Yongshou looked at the man from Wuzi with anger and said, "The Taixu Illusion Realm has always ignored the disputes in the lower realms, and the Eastern Confucian Saints will not give up the principle for a heavenly edict."

If he really wanted to help Tianyu, why should he wait until now? Moreover, the little girl was worshipped under Yunmeng Tianzun a few years ago and was highly valued. Even if the Confucian Sheng really wanted to interfere in this matter, Yunmeng Tianzun would not sit idly by for the sake of the little girl."

"What? Let the daughter become the disciple of Yunmeng Tianzun?"

The audience immediately exploded, and representatives of other tribes couldn't help but feel panic. The Lin family was originally the first family in the Jiuli clan, and once they hugged Yunmeng Tianzun's thigh, they would be even more wings.

Lin Yongshou laughed out loud, proudly admired the amazing and envious eyes of everyone, and waved his hand, "Yujiao, come out."

Everyone stared at the jade-studded platform, wanting to see Lin Yujiao's charm.

Amid everyone's expectations, a graceful woman in red and white dress flew to the high platform, her body as light as a swallow, quiet as a delicate flower shining on the water, and when she moves like a weak willow to support the wind.

"Yujiao, hurry up and show off the token of Yunmeng Heaven Palace, the jade whisk, so that everyone can open their eyes," Lin Yongshou said proudly.

Lin Yujiao nodded slightly, shook her wrist and took out a whisk from the void. The long handle was made of white flame crystals, shining with blue-white fluorescent. The long hair on the top seemed like a sharp sword, emitting a cold light.

There are many knowledgeable people in the audience who can recognize them at a glance. This is the outfit given to the disciples who entered the house by Yunmeng Tianzun Hairuo, and he was immediately frightened.
Chapter completed!