"Master, Mo'er..."
Mu Xinyan had tears in her eyes and could not say the word.
Senior Nan Si's brows were full of worry, and he said seriously: "Yan'er, Mo'er has made a contract with Jiuqu Taiyi. Don't worry, everyone has his own blessings." Some things are very important to him. Difficult, but each has his own good deeds.
Mu Xinyan looked at Senior Nan Si with tearful eyes, sadness and helplessness in her eyes.
There is nothing they can do!
Her daughter was on her own from now on.
In the lobby of Mingyue Villa, people from several ethnic groups suddenly gathered together.
Nian Feiyun looked at everyone and said: "Everyone, the Wu clan has destroyed several of our clans. There is an sworn hatred between us and the Wu clan. Now that the owner of the village has gone to the Wu clan, we cannot sit back and wait for death. We must go and help." Clan leader.”
"I agree to do this."
He Lanjun and You Xi also nodded, and they were the first to bear the brunt.
Su Zimo saved their lives many times. They will never forget this kindness, and they will never forget the hatred of their clan members.
"We also agree that as long as the Wu clan is destroyed, we can go home."
Aqiao and Qing'er also expressed their opinions.
"I agree too." Beibing Yaqi also nodded in agreement.
Her life was saved by Qi'er, but even if she didn't look at this, she still wanted to avenge her clan for the Wu clan's destruction of their clan.
There are people from the six tribes here. The Wing tribe, the Elf tribe and the Qingshan tribe were not attacked by the Wu tribe, but their other Wu tribes were severely damaged.
Of course, if Ling Feng didn't go, they wouldn't force him.
Feng Ya was very nervous at the moment. She looked at everyone and then at Ling Feng, who had a calm face. She didn't want brother Ling Feng to go.
It is true that they are branches of the Muta clan, but they have never had any friendship.
Even if the leader of the Muta clan is back now, there won't be too much anxiety in the future.
"I am coming too."
Ling Feng finally spoke.
"Count me in."
Suddenly, outside the main hall, Qinglian came in with Tan Yeran.
Tan Yeran was dressed in white clothes and was extremely elegant, with a faint smile in his eyes as bright as stars.
"Yeran." Lingfeng was very happy to see Tan Yeran. Among the several clans, the Qingshan and Yi clans were the closest.
"Ling Feng, I didn't expect you to be here already."
Tan Yeran looked at Ling Feng happily, and then watched everyone introduce themselves.
"Dear tribesmen, I am the young master of the Yi tribe, Tan Yeran, who has been to several tribes before."
Everyone greeted each other and reached an agreement unanimously.
Everyone went to the Wu Clan to help Su Zimo.
"Now that you have decided, Fei Luan will go find Qi'er soon and tell him that we will go to the Wu Clan together."
Nian Feiluan felt very happy when he saw the people of several tribes so united.
In the eyes of the Wu Clan, they are like ants. They wiped out the clan easily. The pain of annihilation is life-and-death. This revenge must be avenged and the dead clan members must be given an explanation.
Among the people sitting there, the Tian Clan was the worst off, with almost no clan members left.
"Brother Lingfeng, should we send a message to the clan leader? After all, this is a big deal."
Feng Ya suggested that the clan leader would definitely not allow Brother Ling Feng to take risks.
"Don't worry about my affairs."
Ling Feng roared in a cold voice.
The cold tone made Feng Ya feel frightened.
Everyone felt this unusual aura. It was all done voluntarily. If you didn't want to go, they wouldn't force it.