"Oh?" Fu Hao became interested, "What's the big deal?"

"The black hand who attacked us has been found out. Saying this, Qing Tong looked resentful, thinking that he had not forgotten that he was hunted down and killed until now.

"It's that bold force that provokes your Heavenly Spirit Tribe. Fu Hao is really curious about who is behind this matter.

"It was done by the Wuhuai tribe!" said the young boy through gritted teeth.

"What?!"

"Yes, it's their group of guys who do one thing in front of them and one thing behind the other. ”

Qingtong now has a very poor sense of Wuhuai, and when Qingtong went to Wuji Mountain, they warmly entertained Qingtong and his party. And a series of treaties were signed on both sides, and it all went well.

But Qingtong really didn't expect that the Wuhuai clan would actually make a sinister hand after they left Wuji Mountain, and almost took his life, it was so unforgivable to do such an angry thing!

"I didn't expect it to be done without Wyeth. Fu Hao didn't expect that the last black hand would be the god of Wuji Mountain, but the more all the spearheads were pointed at Wuhuai, the more Fu Hao felt that this matter was very suspicious.

"Is all the evidence proving that the gods of the Wuhuai tribe did it?" Fu Hao wanted to make sure of this important information.

"That's right!" said the young boy categorically.

Although the gods of the Wuhuai tribe denied it afterwards, their arguments were pale in the face of this evidence. ”

"Then I don't know what the Heavenly Spirit Clan God will do?" Fu Hao wanted to see what this matter would turn out of.

"What else can my brother do. Qing Tong said proudly, "Of course it's to avenge me!"

"How to get revenge?"

"A war was waged against the Wuwai clan. ”

"You two tribes are fighting again?" Fu Hao understood when he was in Wuji Mountain that the relationship between the nine major tribes of Pangu was not good, especially the tribes with bordering spheres of influence, and they often fought against each other for various reasons.

"This time, we have more than enough reason to crusade against the Wyeth. ”

"Is that so?" Fu Hao thought quietly.

After checking the evidence brought back by Fu Hao and Qingtong, all the information pointed to Wuhuai, and the Tianling Clan did not expect this situation, after all, for Wuhuai, the mission was attacked soon after leaving Wuji Mountain, so no matter how to cover it up, Wuhuai was very suspicious.

Therefore, based on the Tianling Clan's understanding of the Wuhuai Clan, I think that the Wuhuai Clan would not do such an unwise thing. And when the results came out, the Tianling Clan was also suspicious.

But in the Heavenly Spirit Tribe, he alone said that it didn't matter, in this attack, except for his younger brother Qingtongjun who was in distress. The other gods who had sent out the Wuwai clan had all died, and the true spirits did not exist, and they could not even be resurrected. In this way, the Tianling Clan, as the leader, must give an explanation to his subordinates and ask for an explanation.

Therefore, the Tianling Clan can only wage war against the Wuhuai Clan, and this time the Tianling Clan is crusading against the Wuhuai Clan under the banner of revenge, and other forces can't intervene, and they have no reason to interfere, and it is precisely because of this that the rare peace in the desolate world is gone.

After talking to Qingtong for a while, Qingtong left. However, when leaving, Fu Hao gave half of the jade bee pulp to Qingtong, and Qingtong was very happy about this.

Qing Tong is not having a good time in the Heavenly Spirit Tribe now, although he has a noble status, he has no heavy responsibilities to bear. There was nothing to do, not even a god to talk to. Now that he is an adult, he can't often go to West Kunlun to hang out, and the other gods on Kunlun Mountain are afraid of Qingtong's identity, and it is impossible for him to become friends with Qingtong.

The only ones who can communicate with Qingtong on an equal footing are his group of brothers and sisters, but the eldest brother Tianling Clan is now responsible for his heavy responsibilities and cannot have time to accompany him, and the other younger brothers and sisters, except for Taizhen and Linghai, are not yet adults.

Of course, the underage brother lives in West Kunlun, and Taizhen has always been by the side of the mother goddess. Therefore, in the huge Kunlun Mountain, the only person who can talk to the young boy is the god Linghai.

Although there is Linghai, but he, who is an elder brother, can't go to his younger brother's place all the time, Qingtong can't wipe off this face. In addition, because of the protection of his parents and eldest brother, Qingtong has no sense of crisis, so he is not so anxious about the improvement of his strength.

This caused the young children to have nothing to do on the Kunlun Mountain, and they were idle and panicked every day. This is also the reason why Qingtong strongly invited Fu Hao to live in Kunlun Mountain temporarily, he wanted to have a friend.

"The gods now are not like gods on high, but more like people!"

Having seen all kinds of gods, and also out of understanding of Qingtong, Fu Hao felt more and more that the gods were not like gods. If it is said on Earth, it is that these gods do not cultivate their minds, and although they have great strength, they do not have a matching state of mind.

However, in terms of mind cultivation, Fu Hao doesn't know much either, after all, he has never cultivated, and he doesn't know what to rest in mind cultivation, so he can only strengthen the exercise of his mind and mind.

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In the dark abyss, the real mastermind behind this matter is here.

"Master, the Heavenly Spirit Clan and the Wuhuai Clan have gone to war. The subordinate's tone was slightly excited.

"I sensed it. You did a good job and didn't continue to disappoint me. ”

"Don't dare, it's all the credit of the master who made us fully prepared before the attack. ”

"However, this is not enough, these guys are not stupid, although the war started, but both sides were very restrained. ”

"So what do we do next?"

"You send people to disguise themselves as heavenly spirits and innocent people, and then wait for the opportunity to attack, provoke the anger of both sides, and let the war expand!"

"My subordinates understand!"

"The Pangu tribe is now fighting between the two branches, and both sides are very restrained, and the number of gods and creatures that fall every day is too small. This little soul can't recover from my ancestor's injuries at all, so you'd better provoke wars from other tribes. In a word, the more Pangu people die, the better!"

"Yes!"

Although I don't understand why the master hates the Pangu tribe so much, I wish that the people of the nine major tribes of Pangu would die cleanly. But what the master commanded, he had to carry out.

Just like what the master said before, the souls produced by those fallen creatures are definitely a great supplement, not only can repair the master's injuries, but also improve their strength, so it is good that the people of the major forces of the flood famine are dead, only in this way can they dominate the flood famine!

Of course, this subordinate has always had a doubt in his heart, he doesn't know why his master was injured, and the injury was so serious. You must know that he already has the strength of the god with the help of his master, but even so, he can't find out the master's current strength.

So how strong was the master in his heyday, and which powerful being could hurt the master like this?

However, although he was curious, he did not dare to explore the secrets of his master, and there were already many bloody facts that proved that everything that explored the master's gods eventually became the master's nourishment!

PS: Thank you for the 588 points of 300 catties of tango from the book club.