The man who was just talking quickly stood up and said, "Jiaoran, you traitor, how could we have someone like you in our Soul-Wing clan? Do you want to kill all the men in our clan?"

Jiaoran looked back at him and said angrily, "Mu Sangyu, everyone outside knows that our clan is cruel and unkind. Such a reputation is our own clan members who are practicing themselves.

As others say this, we should abide by the rules, reform ourselves and be a good person. As long as we are honest and decisive, we will one day be accepted and recognized by the world.

We have never left the Poyi tribe, and we don’t know what the outside world looks like? But the women we live here are not like you men.

It is because you have done a lot of unreasonable things outside that the world can accommodate our existence.

If we want to be recognized by others, we must first recognize ourselves. We can do better ourselves so that we can be accommodated by the world faster.

If we continue to do things that are harmful to nature, we will never be accommodated by the world. You are one of the people who practice art control."

Jiaoran mustered up the courage to argue with Mu Sangyu.

When Lin Yunxi heard this, he asked, "Jiaoran, I remember that there is no Musang surname in your Poyi clan? Why is there this surname now?"

Jiaoran said, "When the Goddess said, they changed their surnames a hundred years ago after they were full."

Lin Yunxi frowned. There is such a saying. After a hundred years of marriage, he can change his original surname. But did he have Musang's surname before?

Why doesn't she remember it?

Did she guess wrongly that General Jing Jian’s tribe disappeared has nothing to do with the Poyi clan?

Lin Yunxi looked at Mu Sangyu and said, "Jiaoran, come here."

"Yes, goddess!" Jiaoran was about to leave, but the father behind her grabbed the corner of her clothes.

His father was already middle-aged and looked at her with a gloomy face.

Jiaoran's eyes were deep, and he took a slight bite of his lower lip, broke free from his father's hand, and walked towards Lin Yunxi with calm steps.

She wants her tribe members to live a good life, she wants everyone in her tribe members to live a free life.

She wants the Poyi tribe not to be scolded by the world.

She understands the girls' thoughts, and although she can't see through the men's thoughts, she can still guess some of them.

The girls in their clan do not like the malice and rudeness of men, which shows that there are also good people in their clan.

Not everyone is cruel and incorruptible.

As long as they don’t step out of the Soul Wing Clan every full moon night, their responsibility is not cruel.

The bloodiness in their bodies will change on the full night of the fifteenth month, especially when the smell of blood is smelled, even the gentler woman will become cruel and incorruptible.

Mu Sangyu glared at Jiaoran's father, "Jiaoce, the good daughter you taught will kill us all."

Jiaoce had a cold face and didn't say anything. Sometimes, his daughter was very stubborn, and he had no choice but to do anything to his daughter.

No matter how cruel he was, he couldn't bear to kill his daughter, and he had only this daughter left.

If Jiaoran could become the leader of the clan, it would be a blessing for their Jiaoran family.

After all, the power of the patriarch is also very great in the clan and is admired by all people.

So what if he was scolded by his tribe members?

Jiaoran stood in front of Lin Yunxi, Lin Yunxi pulled up her hands and passed on the suppression map she had recently developed to Jiaoran using the inscription method.

There is also a set of suppression and control techniques.

The men kneeling on the ground in the distance were all looking at Lin Yunxi and Jiaoran nervously.

After a stick of incense, Lin Yunxi slowly let go of her hand and said, "Jiaoran, this set of techniques and suppression maps can suppress the control technique. If someone practices the control technique in the future, you can suppress him with the suppression map. If there are people who are dissatisfied, their cultivation level is higher than you. Using this suppression map can also play a defensive role."

Lin Yunxi said, giving her a piece of goddess jade.

Said, "This is a symbol of your patriarch. There is a hint of my obsession here. If you encounter danger, hold the goddess jade tightly, I will come here soon."

Jiaoran knelt down with gratitude and said respectfully, "The clan girl thanks the goddess for her trust, and she will definitely live up to the goddess' high expectations."

"Yeah!" Lin Yunxi nodded slightly, "Get up!"

"Thank you Goddess!" Jiaoran stood up and clenched the goddess jade in her hand. She would definitely do it.

The sky was getting brighter, and the wet breath in the morning was with the fragrance of grass. The breeze blew, and Lin Yunxi's gentle hair drifted with the wind. Her face had absolutely no moving face, which was completely presented in everyone's eyes.

The girls were envious, the men were obsessed, and their eyes were all locked on her.

Lin Yunxi glanced at the huge valley, and the white mist was vast in the morning, like a fairyland.

She glanced at everyone, her eyes trembled, her delicate jade hand flipped quickly, and a golden suppression map in her hand instantly flew towards everyone kneeling not far away.

After a while, a rare scene appeared under the twilight sky. The men who practiced control skills were possessed by golden light, and the golden patterns formed the shape of a goddess flower, surrounding them tightly.

"Ah..." The men bound by the golden light looked at themselves in surprise, but not others, and a panic suddenly arose in their hearts.

"What's going on? Why can't I move?" Mu Sangyu roared sharply.

"Goddess, what did you do to us?" Someone asked angrily.

Lin Yunxi took a step forward, with a cold tone, "People shrouded by golden light are all those who practice art control."

"Ah..." Everyone suddenly looked at the person shrouded in surprise.

Lin Yunxi also breathed a sigh of relief. There were about 500 people practicing and accusing them.

She glanced at Jiao Ran and said, "Jiao Ran, do you know what to do now?"

Jiaoran glared at the men and said in a deep voice, "Goddess, the clan girl knows what to do."

Lin Yunxi said coldly, "Then go!"

Jiaoran looked back and saw that her father was not inside, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Most of the people here are from the Musang family.

The people of the Musang family are extremely ambitious and have always followed Fenghua and done many things that are harmful to the world. They are not willing to die.

Two crescent moon knives instantly transformed into Jiaoran's hand, and his figure disappeared from the spot instantly.

Lin Yunxi frowned slightly. She did not see the wrong person. What she practiced was the sword technique.

This crescent moon knife technique is very slow to practice!

Only those who are calm in their minds can practice this kind of sword technique.

A delicate figure shuttled through the crowd of people kneeling. When her figure appeared again, all the men shrouded in golden light died on the ground.

Lin Yunxi looked at them coldly. If they were let go this time, more people would practice control techniques, and more people would be harmed by that time.
Chapter completed!