Chapter 1034. Are You Willing to Be a Flower Girl for Once and Get on the Sedan Chair?

Chen Mo took his time and groped around on Evil Lord's body again, and found a few letters. One of the letters had the words "Shuang Tianmen" written on it. Chen Mo opened the letter and took a look.

His face suddenly turned blue, his hands were trembling, and his handwriting was vigorous and powerful. You didn't need to guess to know that it was written by a strong person. The content was roughly that he offered 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones to kill Liang Feiyun.

The writing was blank. I wonder who could be so cruel and cruel that in order to kill Liang Feiyun, he would spend 50,000 low-grade spiritual stones to hire a killer and even kill Liang Feiyun.

"How courageous. Even if Tianmen doesn't accept you, there is someone inside. I, Chen Mo, won't give up until I find out who he is."

Putting away the envelope, Chen Mo looked up at the people from the Chiyan Tribe and the Huang Di Tribe.

They also looked at Chen Mo, but the determination on their faces was like ice that has not melted for thousands of years. They had to fight to the death. The decline of Huangdi tribe and Chiyan tribe was not without reason. At this point, they still want to kill each other. Not the slightest bit awake.

Chen Mo walked up, and above the vacuum, a killing sword seemed to be set up, making people feel the fatal crisis, making the members of the Red Flame Tribe and Huang Di Tribe not dare to breathe.

"Everyone, you are lucky to have survived now, but in my opinion, you don't have this awareness, and you actually want to fight to the death and die together."

Chen Mo's words are exquisite and his words are eloquent, which makes people feel Chen Mo's anger pouring out. If he doesn't take it seriously, it will probably make Chen Mo feel cold, and then the members of the two tribes will cease to exist.

With Chen Mo's ability, he didn't doubt the lies. If he wanted to kill them, he could do it with just a few moves.

Zhou Bodong walked up and explained the ins and outs of the two tribes clearly.

After hearing this, Chen Mo had his own idea and waved his hand. Zhou Bodong and Lu Bo stood behind him, forming a team with Chen Mo as the leader. The priests and the Dharma King looked at each other. The emperor was willing to do Chen Mo's bidding, but didn't they want to listen to Chen Mo? If so, otherwise it would be contempt for the emperor.

"Sir, our Red Flame Tribe and Huang Di Tribe have deep grudges. This is a rule set by our ancestors. We must kill each other until we kill each other. Otherwise, we will bully our master and destroy our ancestors."

The Great Dharma King spoke forcefully and pulled out his ancestors to tell Chen Mo, if you prevent me from starting a war with the Huangdi tribe, then you will let me deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, which is a shame for my ancestors.

Chen Mo was so smart, how could he not understand the hidden meaning of the Dharma King's words? He looked at the Huang Di tribe's camp.

The four priests took a step forward and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow the ancestral teachings and fight the Chiyan Tribe until death. Besides, there are only four of us old bones left in the Huangdi Tribe today. Including the Saint, there are only five people. This way How can the Huangdi tribe rise?"

The Red Flame Tribe secretly attacked the Huang Di Tribe, causing a loss of lives. The Evil Lord only added fuel to the fire, causing ordinary members of the Huang Di Tribe to die one after another. In the end, only five people were left alive.

The four priests did not want to go to war with the Red Flame tribe, but they were just filled with hatred. The high priest fell and there was no successor. They simply fought with the Red Flame tribe to see who would win.

Hearing this, Chen Mo frowned. It was difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs. The Huangdi tribe was indeed a bit pitiful. How powerful Emperor Haotian was back then, it is estimated that even he himself would not have thought that the Huangdi tribe would be destroyed because of a single ancestral instruction.

After thinking about it, Chen Mo decided to look at the opinions of Lu Bo and Zhou Bodong. They were the emperor's sons of the Red Flame Tribe and the Huangdi Tribe. They should have the responsibilities of the emperor's sons and deal with this important issue.

"Mr. Chen Mo, I have a sense of belonging to the Huang Di tribe. It was the high priest who saved my life. Before she died, she told me that she would lead the Huang Di tribe to glory, so I can't just watch the Huang Di tribe die. This This is my main request. Of course, I don’t want any problems with the Red Flame Tribe, but I can’t make a choice on this matter. I always feel that God’s will is playing tricks on people, so peace is the most precious thing.”

Lu Bo spoke his heart, his firm eyes showed no doubt, Chen Mo lightly patted his shoulder, Lu Bo took a few steps back, believing that Chen Mo would handle the matter.

It was Zhou Bodong's turn. He thought for a moment and looked up at Mu Fengyang. At this time, Mu Fengyang's injury was getting better, but his body was weak and his walking was bumpy.

Seeing this, Zhou Bodong smiled and said, "I listen to Brother Chen Mo."

"good."

Chen Mo nodded, raised his head and looked at the starry sky without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking, but the members of the Red Flame Tribe and Huang Di Tribe were anxious in their hearts.

The fate of the Chi Yan Tribe and the Huang Di Tribe is now in Chen Mo's hands.

His every move, every word and every deed can play a vital role.

"The universe is ancient and fateful. There is a better world where you can't see it. If one day, you learn to be independent and bravely accept all this, you may not be unable to discover that grudges, right and wrong, are ultimately a hurdle that binds your destiny. .”

"What you have to do is to take this hurdle, go to a better world, and spend the rest of your life."

As soon as Chen Mo said this, the priests and Dharma kings whispered to each other. They always felt that Chen Mo was being mysterious and wanted them to leave the tribe and stop interfering in the affairs between the tribes.

This is also Chen Mo's helpless move. The hatred between the two tribes is too deep and cannot be resolved in a day or two. The best way is not to meet each other. Time will dilute everything.

Chen Mo couldn't bully his master and destroy his ancestors. If someone killed Chen Mo's ancestors, he would definitely try to take revenge. Since Chen Mo couldn't do it, he couldn't force others.

Soon, the four priests of the Red Flame Tribe stood up and said: "Sir, I can leave the tribe, but there is one thing I want to ask for. I hope that you can marry the Holy Girl and give birth to a boy and a half girl, so that I can give the tribe Leave the incense behind.”

"Although this statement seems abrupt, I can't trust the tribe. I'm afraid I won't be able to rest in peace for a hundred years. If I don't find a suitable husband for the saint as soon as possible, I will feel uneasy."

"Really?" Chen Mo asked back. The four priests were neither humble nor arrogant, and had no intention of letting go. Once the romance between the saint and Chen Mo came together, everyone would really be happy.

So the four priests bit the bullet and decided to give the saint to Chen Mo.

As for whether Chen Mo wants it or not, the four priests are not sure.

At this moment, the saint is shy, as if she is about to bloom, and she has a rather feminine attitude.

Chen Mo was a dragon and a phoenix among men, the pride of heaven, and a beam of light that could not be erased from her heart. Wherever he was, the world would become a better place, and she fell.

Seeing the saint's appearance, Chen Mo smiled playfully and said, "Girl, would you like to be a flower girl and get on the sedan chair?"

"I...I do." The saint raised her head, smiled sweetly, and spoke her heart.

She looked at Chen Mo, and Chen Mo looked at her.

In this moment, a lot of information is exchanged.

The next moment!

The saint's beautiful face turned pale, causing the world to become filled with a sad wind, hovering over her head and casting hazy shadows. She stumbled, and every step she took was as heavy as a mountain.

It wasn't until she came to Chen Mo that she raised her head with difficulty, swallowed the bitterness in her mouth, and asked, "You don't like me?"