"Waste!" Looking at the lying golden beast that could not be raised, Li Ling and Wu Xiong's faces became extremely ugly, and Li Ling even cursed them directly. The competition itself was unfair. In order to win, Li Ling also used tricks, but he didn't expect to lose in the end.

"Captain Wu. Mo En won by chance. According to the previous agreement, the little girl could not leave with Fellow Daoist Li." He was also shocked by Mo En's performance, but Mo Huai's reaction was faster than Wu Xiong. After all, this battle was related to Mingzhu's fate, and Mo Huai's father was even more concerned.

"This?" Wu Xiong was stunned for a moment, and didn't know how to answer. When he set up this bet, Wu Xiong did not think that his side would lose, so naturally he did not think about how to deal with it.

"Captain Wu wants to renegade? Although our Shiniu tribe is small, he is also a subordinate of the Qianniu Temple. He cannot be bullied at will." Seeing Wu Xiong hesitant, Mo Huai hurriedly said. He told Li Ling about this matter. Because of the interests, the Shiniu tribe has no means to affect Li Ling, so the chance of Li Ling renegade is extremely high. After all, Wu Xiong is a monk in the desert state, and there are many things to worry about, so it is not easy to renegade. Without Wu Xiong's support, Li Ling may not dare to use force.

Wu Xiong frowned and began to repeatedly consider the pros and cons of repentance. If you turn against each other now, with Li Ling and the strength of the caravan, you are indeed not afraid of the Shiniu tribe. But now the Shiniu tribe is united and really takes action, it may cost a lot. And as Mo Huai said, although the Shiniu tribe is small, he is also a subordinate of the Qianniu Temple. If you rashly slaughter a tribe, the responsibility cannot be borne by Wu Xiong, a small deacon in the Qi Refining Period.

And now he regrets, only Li Ling can please him. If Li Ling is a foundation-building cultivator, Wu Xiong can still accept this risk. After all, the identity of a foundation-building cultivator can suppress a lot of voices and give Wu Xiong enough benefits. But even if Li Ling backs behind him, he is just a cultivator in the Qi training stage. He cannot help Wu Xiong withstand the pressure, nor can he give Wu Xiong enough benefits. And if he really pursues it, he may only be responsible for his character, and he will be completely blamed on Wu Xiong, and he relies on his master's identity to stay out of the matter.

However, even though he knew this, Wu Xiong did not make a direct statement. Although Li Ling was unreliable, the consequences of offending Li Ling were also serious. Such a second-generation ancestor never considered issues from the perspective of others. What he cared about was whether his own goal could be achieved.

"What does Elder Qi say?" After thinking for a while, Wu Xiong turned his head and asked Qi Yunxiao who had been silent. As the representative of the Qianniu Temple in the Shiniu Tribe, Qi Yunxiao is the one who really has the right to speak in the temple. Without Qi Yunxiao's support, Mo Huai might not dare to persist.

"The Shiniu Tribe is a subordinate of the Qianniu Temple. The temple will definitely protect its people." Qi Yunxiao looked at Moen, who was covered in blood, but was still standing in the scene, frowned, but said calmly. At this time, no matter how many ideas you have, Qi Yunxiao must maintain the dignity of the Qianniu Temple. This is his basic responsibility. If you retreat at this time, not only will you not be able to explain as the tribe members in the future, but the temple will also pursue it.

"What if we give a betrothal gift and let Brother Li Ling officially marry Mingzhu?" Seeing Li Ling who was already trying to turn against him, Wu Xiong frowned and continued to ask. Taking the person away directly is a completely different concept than formal marriage. Taking the person away directly is somewhat insulting, and the Shiniu tribe will not get any benefits. If you marry the person officially, Mingzhu's status will be improved a little, and the Shiniu tribe can also get benefits. For Li Ling, the real purpose is to get the person. As for how to treat him in the future, it can still be entirely up to his own wishes.

"Wu Xiong, what do you mean?" Li Ling was stunned for a moment and asked Wu Xiong directly. What Li Ling values ​​was Mingzhu's physique, and he had never thought of marrying a woman like Mingzhu. As a disciple of the sect, the companion Li Ling wanted must be a proud daughter who could bring status and power to herself.

"It's just a means. After someone takes it away, you're not up to Brother Li Ling, you have the final say." Wu Xiong replied calmly.

"Okay." Li Ling glanced at Moen who was walking over with happiness on his face, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Although it is difficult to directly kill this young man who disobeyed him to vent his anger, Li Ling could also use other means to attack the other party.

"Chief Mo, I fell in love with Ling Ai at first sight. I am willing to use three marrow-cleaning pills as a betrothal gift to officially marry Mingzhu. And I promise that in the future, we will only practice dual cultivation and will never treat her as a cauldron." Looking at Mo Huai, who was already hesitant, Li Ling adjusted his emotions and said in a sincere tone.

"This?" I was stunned for a moment. This time it was Mo Huai's turn to fall into calculating and hesitating. In fact, with Mo Huai's eyes, it was naturally obvious that Li Ling's sincerity was very limited. He said he was marrying, but the three marrow-cleaning pills were real benefits. This extremely precious elixir for innate warriors, whether it was taken by himself, improving his cultivation, or using it to exchange for other things, could bring great benefits to his family. The previous betrothal of Mingzhu was only for some benefits and the backer of the Huangshi tribe. The benefits given by the Huangshi tribe are far less than the three marrow-cleaning pills. From this perspective, Li Ling's choice is actually good.

However, Mo Huai was still a little worried about Mingzhu's future. Once Mingzhu is taken away, his fate will be controlled by Li Ling. Whether to become Li Ling's dual-cultural partner or the cauldron is all within Li Ling's thoughts. But at the same time, this is also an extremely rare opportunity for Mingzhu. With Mingzhu's special physique, if he does not have a particularly suitable skill, he will never be able to practice in his life. And if there are suitable skill and the help of a master, Mingzhu also has the hope of becoming a monk or even a high-level monk. Li Ling is now an opportunity for Mingzhu.

"Haha, Brother Li Ling is really generous! As a friend, I, Wu Xiong, cannot be stingy. If the chief agrees to this marriage, my illusion pill will be given as a gift to the chief." Seeing Mo Huai hesitating, he looked at Mo Hua with a changing expression on his side, Wu Xiong took out a jade bottle and said with a smile.

"Baofan Pill!" Before Mo Huai could speak, Mo Hua's attention was attracted by Wu Xiong. Baofan Pill helps warriors break through the acquired restrictions and advance to the innate elixir. A level nine warrior only needs to take one to advance to the innate. Moreover, as long as there is spiritual root in his body, he can be triggered by the Baofan Pill and enter the best awakening state. It is the pill that everyone stuck at level nine of the warriors longs for. This pill is basically controlled by major forces and rarely flows to small forces. Mo Hua always wants it, but he has no chance to get it.

Seeing Mo Hua's expression, Mo Hua sighed in his heart. Mo Huai knows his son very well. Although he looks very qualified, his mind and perseverance are not enough. It is very difficult to break through the innate by himself. Even if he succeeds, it will take a long time to really take over the tribe. With this Breaking Fan Pill, Mo Hua's future will be very different, and it may even surpass himself and become a stronger master. In that case, there is the magic jade.

"Mingzhu, what do you mean?" Although he had already become inclined, Mo Huai still had a relationship with his daughter. He did not make a decision directly, but turned his attention to Mingzhu.

"I do!" Mingzhu replied readily, without even looking at Moen, who was covered in blood next to him. For Mingzhu, this was an excellent opportunity, an opportunity to become a real superior. Compared with the young chief of Huangfeng, the tribe, Li Ling, a monk with a young and successful background, could bring Mingzhu more glory, power, and opportunities. What Mingzhu was worried about in the past was that he had no status and was a cauldron that could be abandoned at any time. But with Li Ling's promise, Mingzhu not only did not feel disgusted with this matter at all, but was excited. Becoming a monk, the wife of a high-level monk in the future would definitely be the greatest honor for a woman.

As for Moen who fought for his life for himself, Mingzhu didn't really care much. Maybe it was because Moen's background was low, maybe it was because he believed that Moen's heart was in him, and even if he did, Moen would not betray him. Anyway, Mingzhu didn't care about Moen's feelings at all. And from the bottom of his heart, Mingzhu never thought about being with Moen. Even though Moen's performance today was already shocking, Mingzhu, who was obsessed with vanity, did not think about the meaning of this representativeness at all.

"Haha, if you do this, I really want to congratulate Chief Mo, congratulations to Miss Mingzhu. Brother Li Ling is a hero who will advance to the Jindan in the future. Now your Shiniu tribe is about to develop. I will ask Chief Mo to take care of him in the future!" Seeing Mingzhu's statement, Wu Xiong said with a smile before Mo Huai spoke.

"I'll inherit Captain Wu's Ji Yan." Mo Huai sighed and said with a complicated expression. Since Mingzhu has already expressed his opinion, Mo Huai naturally has no reason to object. Although he is still worried about Mingzhu's future, Mo Huai is satisfied with this result.

"Haha, I congratulate the Chief, too. But what will the Chief be doing with Moen? According to the customs on the grassland, Moen won this challenge, but he has the right to pursue Miss Mingzhu!" Qi Yunxiao sneered, pointed at Moen who was stunned beside him and said lightly.

"Miss Mingzhu, it depends on your sincerity. To be mine, you must first ensure that there is no other involvement." Li Ling said lightly. No one can make Li Ling feel more happy when he let Moen fight for his life and attack Moen himself.

"I understand." Mingzhu nodded and said calmly after looking at Li Ling.

"Moen, I have never liked you, and this time it is my own choice. I hope you don't bother me anymore." Mingzhu said calmly in front of Moen, who was stunned but still had a hint of hope in his eyes.
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