Seeing Fei Ling pulling out the piccolo, all the tribesmen present were shocked.

Everyone is familiar with the name of the Piccolo Demon King: a heartbreaking song is heartbroken, where can I find a soulmate in the world?

The sound of flute has made great achievements in many missions for Tushan, and the sound wave offensive is simply unbearable.

Everyone began to panic, and at this time the tribesmen closest to the exit flocked to the exit.

The first few tribes who grabbed the door found that the door was locked and could not leave the conference room at all.

If the door was just locked, it wouldn't make the tribe members so nervous. However, the tribe members who pushed the door found that the door should be together with the manor's defense system.

At this time, the entire door and the wall were completely embedded into a whole, and there was no way to escape in the crowded scene.

The last one to enter the door was Prajna, Kuhe and Qingfeng. Naturally, they locked the door in order not to let Feiling escape.

Everyone began to cover their ears in despair or turn on their cultivation to resist.

The closed conference room completely forms a sealed space.

In this space, the sound is the best to spread.

Fei Ling laughed at this time: "Want to lock me up? You'll lose your hoarse moment. Let's bury me with you and listen to my music of death."

Fei Ling blew the piccolo and the prelude began to start.

Lu Qiao and others looked at Kuhe, who did not take out the talisman but stood there and watched.

Although Xiaobai in Lu Qiao's arms could not hear the music at this time, the ripples and trembling formed by the twisted air made Xiaobai feel back to the ice surface at that time. At this time, Xiaobai couldn't help but tremble, and Lu Qiao had no choice but to protect Xiaobai in his chest.

Feiling began to enter the attack interlude, and the first aggressive note burst out.

Everyone began to scream in despair, but they didn't know that all this was in the plan.

Everything here was prepared for Fei Ling, and Tu Shanmeng shouted: "Ling'er, let's do it."

Tushan Ling'er pressed the button under the chair, and the podium was arranged in advance. At this time, the mechanism started.

On the inside of the stage originally built by wooden boards, the boards were broken and opened. A huge robotic arm was pulled out from the bottom of the stage, and a sponge cover with a pot-shaped lid was pulled out from the bottom of the stage.

At the moment when Fei Ling had no time to react, two sponge masks with countless concave and convex surfaces were pressed down with the flow.

As soon as he pulled, and as he raised, there was almost no pause. At this time, Fei Ling closed his eyes and vented his anger to the fullest. He had no time to react.

The round pot formed by the sponge did not give Fei Ling any chance to press it into it, and an enclosed sound insulation room was immediately formed inside. The sound insulation room just enveloped the five boxes, and the area in front and behind the boxes was the area where Fei Ling could move as stipulated by Tushan Meng.

As soon as they leave this area, Kuhe and the other two will take action immediately.

The small soundproof room launched a sound wave attack, and all the reflective equipment shook back into Fei Ling's ears.

This was almost his own fault. Only then did the tribes realize that all this was the result of careful preparation.

I planned to dodge and run away the previous second, but I calmed down the next second.

Not to mention that Elder Feiling's piccolo is well-known, the entire soundproof cover and sound float out of the gap.

And the entire sound insulation cover was shaking wildly, and the entire conference room could feel the shock.

Lu Qiao was thinking about Fei Ling inside the cover, probably how miserable it was.

Tushan Ling'er released the button, and the robotic arm retracted the sponge cover and pulled it under the table.

Fei Ling was sitting on one of the boxes at this time, bleeding from seven orifices. The bamboo flute in his hand fell to the ground, and then he became soft.

The tribe members began to cheer, and Tu Shanmeng was the only one in the audience who felt mixed feelings.

Tu Shan Ling'er stood up and said, "It's all quiet and there's still a meeting."

Prajna, Kuhe, Qingfeng and others quickly packed up the mess and dragged Fei Ling's body and seven boxes away in order.

Before the meeting ended, everyone began to whisper.

Once Fei Ling dies, things should be solved according to principles.

But the meeting was not over yet, and everyone was thinking whether this was to capture the traitor in Fei Ling's mouth.

There are only six heads in total, except for Feiling and Shanmen, and three of them have problems. Now Heixuan’s Black Fox clan has destroyed the clan. This means that everyone’s heads may have problems, and Feiling also has undercover agents who spend money to bribe among all clan members.

If you really want to find an undercover agent, it is probably inevitable that there will be a bloody storm.

The body was dealt with, and Prajna, Kuhe, Qingfeng walked in again.

Although Tu Shanmeng was still thinking about Fei Ling's words in her mind, she still had to say his thoughts: "I know what you are talking about and what you are thinking in your heart. Fei Ling's words may not be correct. Anyway, I will not pursue the things that are right or wrong. But as an undercover agent, don't take it lightly. If you are for Tu Shan, of course it's okay. If you have an external heart, then no matter how deep you hide, don't blame us for breaking your hands. You have seen Fei Ling's affairs with your own eyes today, and he will end up with the people of the external heart."

"Long live Tushan." A tribe member shouted, and the tribe members quickly shouted.

"This matter came to an end, and there was only one girl in Tushan and no elder. Now I will stay here for a meeting, mainly to announce the candidate for the new president. I also realized that Feiling has been suppressing the younger faction, so I want to select one from each tribe as the acting tribe today. In Tushan, I want to select one from Prajna, Kuhe, and Qingfeng."

Prajna shook his head, and Kuhe shook his head.

Qingfeng said, "We are all old and have never thought of competing for these things. It is better to give up the position to newcomers. Tushan's most contribution is Qingxue now, except Ling'er."

Tu Shan Qingxue shook her head: "I just want to do my job well. Elder, I am not suitable for my age."

Tushan Meng waved and led Tushan Qingxue to the stage.

"Tushan Qingxue temporarily serves as the clan leader. Can Tushan members have any objections?" Tushanmeng asked.

No one refuted, Tu Shan Qingxue stood on the stage awkwardly.

Qingqiu faction naturally pushed Qingqiu Xiaoxuan.

The Sakabe clan also sent a little girl named Sakabe Ai.

Kukawa was introduced to Rigahashi and others at this time: "This Sakabe Ai seems to be the quarterfinals of the female pickup that year."

Lu Qiao came to his mind and said, "How can the girl girl not belong to Tushan's family?"

"This matter was discussed later, and there are not many requirements except gender. All tribes can try it. Anyway, it will be changed after becoming a female girl. Of course, under the secret operation, it is still Tushan's end." Kuhe explained, his eyes on Lu Qiao's chest.

The Yi family and the Chunhu family also seem to have their own candidates, and after the fierce discussion within the clan.

Yifei and Chun Zhanshuang stood up, all of whom were young people.

Of course, the most difficult thing is the miscellaneous surnames. At this time, even if you are fighting for the most, you can’t choose a candidate.

Tushan dreamed of this and said, "Let the day tomorrow let the tribe members of the tribe go to the arena to choose one. Then Tushan Qingxue, Qingqiu Xiaoxuan, Sakabe Ai, Alice, Alice and Chun Zhanshuang are the elders to be decided by Tushan. If you have the right to be honest, let's stop today's meeting."
Chapter completed!