Mu Sen now deeply understands the meaning of a sentence, that is, it is not good to be a good person. In the days that followed, Mu Sen was exhausted. Mu Sen sometimes wonders if he has a masochistic tendency, Xin Shan and they treat themselves like this, and they still have to smile, this grievance is like the Yellow River.

At the same time, Mu Sen was still thinking about why the group of people in Xinshan was so difficult to fiddle with, although they were also staggered at the beginning, they were not so exaggerated.

But this is already the case, and there is no way.

With the reluctant support of the beggar army, the spiritual outlook of Xin Shan and his entourage was completely renewed, and not only did their cultivation recover and grow, but the armor they wore and the weapons they held also made countless Feiyun Lion Clans blush.

A few days ago, under the leadership of Mu Sen, the beggar army and Xin Shan and his party borrowed the martial arts arena of the Feiyun tribe to hone their combat skills. Along the way, the black armor trend attracted the attention of countless Feiyun lion clans.

The complexity in the hearts of these Feiyun lion clans is indescribable. There will be such a day, the Terran blood food is rampaging in my Feiyun tribe!

The equipment of the Terran Blood Food is so good!

This group of Terran blood food is really powerful!

Isn't that the group of sluggish blood eaters in the Blood Purgatory? I didn't expect that after changing clothes, there would still be a bit of a murderous aura!

Magical...... Uh, what is the little ancestor doing here?

......

Emotions such as these were spreading in the Feiyun Tribe, and Mu Sen had already expected this kind of emotion. But he still went his own way. Anyway, he is now the little ancestor of the Feiyun tribe, and he has the killer weapon of the lion ruler in his hand. He didn't need to care about the Feiyun tribe's opinion.

Obviously, the leader of Feiyun, Lion, also understands this suffocating fact. So he directly announced the retreat, which is still the kind of dead pass that cannot be disturbed. Before the retreat, he handed over the task of entertaining Mu Sen to Shi Wei, and instructed him to be reasonable and reasonable, and satisfy Mu Sen, the uncle, on the basis of maintaining the bottom line.

Shi Wei's bitterness erupted again, and he looked at Shi Wei with resentment.

Shi Zhen also looked at him gloomily, "As the leader, I can't go into battle in person, can I? Don't worry, I'm in fake retreat, so you can still discuss anything with me. ”

Shi Zhen has talked to this point, what else does Shi Wei have to say?

There was nothing to say, Shi Wei began to mourn in silence for the communication sparrow of the Feiyun tribe, because Mu Sen found that the roasted communication finch tasted good, and he didn't know how much he roasted in the past few days.

The atmosphere of the Feiyun tribe was even more strange, and indescribable emotions continued to spread. Until one day, a Protoss came to the Feiyun Tribe, and there was a spark burst.

The gods who came were Shenli, and since Mu Sen killed the two members of the Wing Clan in one go, plus the Divine Clan Shenqiang and the Immortal Clan, the names of the Divine Stick and the Nerves resounded throughout the Divine Clan, the Immortal Clan, and the Wing Clan.

The upper echelons of the Divine Temple and the Immortal Hall didn't say anything about this matter, after all, with their level, they didn't pay attention to this matter personally. But the high-level of the Wing Clan is different, not to mention that Yihang, who is himself a person sent by the high-level of the Wing Clan, the affairs of the Wing Front and Wei Liang tribe alone cannot be good, and the masters of dozens of races are still surrounding the Wei Liang tribe and demanding an explanation from the Wing Clan.

I'll give you a fork!

If I could explain, would I tolerate you beeping here?

While the Wing Clan was a little anxious, they began to grasp this matter with their own hands, and sent dozens of merges in one go, and even one of them was distracted to arrest Mu Sen.

In this environment, Shenli wanted to retreat wholeheartedly, and he didn't plan to avenge his little friend Shenqiang. But the problem is that the mediation order given to him by His Highness has not been completed, but has intensified.

Yes, erasing the murderer of the Wing Tribe, you can confirm that it is not a race that does not deal with the Wing Clan such as the Shark Clan, but now the dozens of races surrounding the Wei Liang tribe are also a headache.

Shenli really wants to know what the temple headquarters is thinking, oh, you don't come forward and put all the burden on me, are you really embarrassed to do this?

Obviously, the temple headquarters was embarrassed, after all, the matter had come to this.

Shen Li pinched his nose but mediated with the Wing Clan and many other races that found fault, but who listened to him! Those races who came to find fault were red eyes one by one, and they opened their mouths that the most evil Tianjiao in my clan all died in the abyss, and the Wing Clan must give an explanation. Or that XX is the next generation leader cultivated by my tribe, and now that he is dead like this, the Wing Clan must pay a sufficient price.

For the accusations of this race, the Wing Clan is all pulling it down, and accusing the leader of cultivating the next generation of fart, XX is obviously the least valued in your tribe, so he will pin his head to his belt and come to participate in the Nine Turns Fruit Trial. Now that he's dead, and you give him the title of the future leader of a tribe, why do you want to be shameless?

And you, the most demonic Tianjiao in the clan, are you going to die in the clan? This kind of goods dare to be called the most demonic, are you blind to our wing clan?

......

The war of words between the two sides was very fierce, and in the end there was already a small friction. If it weren't for the fact that everyone still had some sense, it would be another large-scale group fight.

In this case, God is very powerless. There was no way, he had to find an excuse to come out and look for the traces of the magic stick.

After finding this excuse to slip away, the god immediately crossed several races' territories and came to the territory of the lion clan. I thought I'm so far away, so I don't have to worry, right?

As a result, the reality was so cruel that he doubted his life.

After two years of retreat in a beautiful place, he thought that the most intense period should have passed, so let's go out and relax.

Outcome......

Hehe, fork, fork, fork, I just just casually found a lion tribe to hang out, how could I come across the deep well ice of the god stick. Although the appearance of the god stick has changed a little now, but Maji, can you change your form and use a little bit of sweetness? Do you think I won't recognize you if you have a thin face and raised eyebrows?

After seeing Mu Sen, Shenli turned around and left without saying a word, but the problem was that Mu Sen had already discovered Shenli's abnormality. Then with a wave of his hand, Qizhai led the team to pounce on Shenli like a wolf.

When they were in the Wei Liang tribe, Qizhai was not yet a godly opponent. But after cultivating in the Holy Mountain, many of them have the ability to hang the gods alone.

And this time, many of them rushed up, and Shenli had no room to resist, but in an instant, Shenli was captured by Qizhai and others.

"Do you know me?" Although he had already guessed that Shenli recognized his identity, Mu Sen still asked.

Looking at the condescending Mu Sen, Shenli shook his head very happily, "I don't know." ”

"I'm so famous, I don't even know me! Pull it out and cut it!" Mu Sen said with a wave of his hand.

"Know! Know!" Seeing that Mu Sen was about to cut off his head if he didn't agree with each other, Shenli hurriedly shouted.

"And who am I?" asked Mu Sen.