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Chapter five hundred and eighty first between the hearts

"I'll help my sister once, and I'll give you a kiss!" Yin Mingxin became unscrupulous. Seeing Mu Ming's eyes changing, with a confusing fluctuation, Mu Ming couldn't help but recite the scriptures silently, and black fog appeared in his eyebrows, which was the power of Gui Ming.

Suddenly, there was only a popping sound, and the black fog between the eyebrows seemed to explode, and a little crystal light radiated.

Yin Mingxin's expression changed slightly and he said, "So that's how it turned out to be broken!"

Mu Ming's face returned to calm, and the spiritual platform suddenly became clear and looked at Yin Mingxin quietly. Yin Mingxin laughed and said, "Oh, my sister is wrong, do you want to blame me?"

As she spoke, she showed a pitiful look, with a little mist in her eyes. She was thin and had a sense of weakness. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel pity, but Mu Ming looked calm and had no words.

Seeing Mu Ming unmoved, Yin Mingxin sighed softly and said seriously: "The reason why I used such unbearable means is just for the sake of the origin. I hope... I am sorry, I have no malice."

Mu Ming closed his eyes. Seeing this, Yin Mingxin couldn't help but feel regretful. He withdrew his tortoise shell, then moved his body and slowly walked out of the house. After walking a long way, he turned around and looked at the pearly house and whispered: "It's interesting!"

"Be careful, this woman is even more difficult to deal with than other spirits." Gui Ming said in Mu Ming's body.

A spiritual body in Mu Ming's body said: "Senior, is the origin useful to you?"

The spiritual body possessed by Gui Ming said, "Maybe."

"I understand!" After saying that, Mu Ming's consciousness withdrew and sat silently all night.

The next morning, the drum sounded early, which was different from the previous birthday party. This time the drum sound was slow, as if it was calling.

In the camps of each ethnic group, from far to near, some people looked solemn and accepted the orders of senior members of the ethnic group!

Each clan has different numbers of people, but its combat power is very good, almost half of the combat power of a clan is gathered.

Huang Lao Monster stood on the altar of the clan, watching nearly a hundred people worship silently under the altar, hundreds of people kneeling in the distance, with shackles on their bodies, and those were slaves. This scene made his mind feel a little rippling.

"Today... Life and death are determined by you, and the opportunity depends on you to take. The same is true for me. If I die, the patriarch will become the position of the mountain god." Huang Laoqiu said lightly. There was a young patriarch at the edge of the altar. Just when Huang Laoqiu was about to say something, Huang Laoqiu shook his head, "Don't say anything, all of this is my own choice."

After saying that, he looked at the dozens of people at the front of the altar and said, "Remember, you just move on the outer layer. As for the inner layer, don't be lucky!"

The dozens of people quickly lowered their heads. Seeing this, the old monster Huang waved his hand, "Let's go!"

A similar scene was born in all tribes of the Tianhu tribe. In the ancient mansion, hundreds of children gathered together. Most of them were young children, and a few of them had weak blood, but their cultivation was not bad.

Gu Mo looked at the hundreds of people and stood silently. After a moment, Gu Yue came from a distance and nodded slowly to Gu Mo. Gu Yue said in a deep voice: "Young children, remember, survival is what you should do. As for... clan elders, have you really thought about it?"

One of the old men with declining qi and blood stood up and said, "The patriarch doesn't need to say much, we have decided!"

Gumo sighed and said, "Then... I can't say anything more, but I will try my best to get some convenience for you!"

"Thank you, the clan leader!" Suddenly, several clan elders bowed.

In the Mountain God Hall, Xue Limeng sat alone on the platform with her eyes calm. She looked at a woman not far away and looked at her silently, but there was a smile on her lips.

The woman also looked at Xue Limeng, but her eyes were not so calm, but complicated.

"You can do this position as the leader of the clan, Fox Qingcheng!" After a long time, Xue Limeng spoke out.

The woman was Hu Qingcheng. The two of them had fought before, but at this moment they looked at each other face to face, and then said this in the end.

If it were within other ethnic groups, they might not feel anything, but these two people are not ordinary people. Their identities are unusual and there is a deep hatred between them.

Hu Qingcheng didn't think Xue Limeng was joking, nor did she mock her, but was a little surprised, "For the token?"

Xue Limeng smiled contemptuously and said, "I can get to this point, do you think I care about these things?"

Hu Qingcheng shook his head and did not deny it, but agreed with Xue Limeng's words. She really didn't need it.

"This position of patriarch has been empty for so many years. It's just for you to compensate your father!" Xue Limeng said softly, a little casual, but it made Hu Qingcheng hear a little tired, just like his father's tone.

"I will still avenge you!" The firm expression in Hu Qingcheng's eyes had not changed.

Xue Limeng chuckled and said, "Welcome at any time, but no one will treat you next time. By the way, can you always feel so at ease after swallowing someone's perfect heavenly pill?"

Hu Qingcheng gritted his teeth and remembered Mu Ming. For some reason, his anger decreased a little.

"Oh? Are you moved? That's right, if I were, I would be moved. After all, not everyone can give this pill easily!" Xue Limeng joked, not caring about Hu Qingcheng's eyes at this moment.
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