A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 902
"Patriarch, what did you do to Xuelongling?" Asked softly, Lance's handsome and elegant face suddenly became short of breath.

Although Mocha's expression was dull, there was a rare strangeness in his eyes.

His face, which was always calm, was blushing unconsciously, and he said nervously, "The tribe has been exploring Xuelong Ridge for many years. How did you, chief, get into the depths of Xuelong Ridge from the outside world?" Bo is indeed true, but there are only a few entrances that can really enter and exit Xuelong Ridge.

The other entrances are either steep, or they need to cross the snow field where wild beasts are rampant and are extremely dangerous.

So, like the entrances and exits controlled by the Wind Tribe.Undoubtedly, it has become the most suitable place to enter and leave Xuelongling. In recent years, with the rise of the Chasing Wind Tribe, Qingnan and outside forces have poured into Taoyuan. Naturally, Xuelongling is also within their scope of exploration.However, considering Taoyuan's tough methods and domineering strength, these people will keep their own place when entering and leaving Taoyuan.

Of course, those who try to challenge the majesty of the Taoyuan Zhufeng tribe.

They were all suppressed or strangled by the wolf mobs with thunderous means.

With a sturdy and domineering attitude, the Taoyuan Zhufeng Tribe quickly established a clear appearance for the world.At the same time, it also announced to the public that the Fengzhu tribe is not a soft persimmon, and if you dare to wait for the door to bully, you have to be prepared to be slapped in the face.

"After you've been to Qingcheng, you'll understand." Lang Mo didn't make a fool of himself, and properly revealed Qingcheng's name.

When Mocha heard the word Qingcheng for the first time, they immediately understood Langmo's plan.

At the same time, scorching flames rose from the bottom of his eyes, and he looked proudly, and the eyes that looked at Lang Mo became more and more admirable.

"Do those fleas in Qingnan need to be dealt with?" Lance said bloody.Over the years, because of those annoying fleas, he had to travel around and spend less time with his partner and children.Fortunately, Cao has a big heart and never cares about these things.If he was like Luo Shan, he should cry to death.

Falcon, Rosan would beat him up every time he went out, and he would also be beaten up when he came back.Recalling Roshan's violent and wild appearance, they couldn't help but shed tears of sympathy for Falcon.About the same time, the tribe would not be able to bear the strong and passionate love of Luoshan, and it would be a dead word for another person every minute.

You know, even She Ji and Ying Yun are not as capable as Luo Shan and the others.After all, compared to Luo Shan's fist fight, She Ji's methods are much better, at least so far no one has seen Ying Yun being beaten with his own eyes.Of course, they don't know what happened in private...

"Make a plan, play bigger." Lang Mo said: "After Jiang Qing and Yubei are done, I plan to merge Morocco and the Wind Tribe. Qingnan... will become the back garden of the new tribe. Here, I will not allow any People stepped in."

Proud and lonely, he reprimanded Fang Qiu.

Ling Ran's arrogance is self-evident.

At this moment, everyone at the bow of the boat was shocked by the words from Lang Mo's mouth, and their eyes were fixed on his hand that fell in mid-air.With his slender fingers, he drew a circle towards the huge Qingnan, and this circle included the whole Qingnan.

At this time, he did not hide the ambition that was boiling deep in his heart.

The current him is no longer the old Lang Mo who just escaped from the Forest of Death.

With the chips in his hands, he is qualified to stand up straight and do whatever he wants.He has little ambitions compared to the Mongolian Empire, but he has no intention of giving in to Qingnan's three-acre land.Here, the only ones who can compete with him are Sihai Trading Company and Xianyujia, but these two forces are targeting the Beamon Empire.

In their eyes, Qingnan and Yubei are just places where they took advantage of the momentum.

So they are passers-by, even though they have taken root here for decades, they have never really regarded themselves as Qingnan or Yubei people.Deep down, they came from the Beamon Empire.

"promise!"

Accompanied by the loud and clear promise, there was also the sound of kneeling on the ground. At this moment, everyone in the bow of the boat was bewitched by the overbearing words of Lang Mo.Without hesitation, he knelt down towards him, clenched his right fist against his left chest, and expressed their surrender to Lang Mo with the most sincere and pious gesture.

At this moment.

Jiang Qing stood quietly in front of the window, looking down, her gaze fell on Lang Mo Wei'an's back.

This person, even if it is just a simple sentence, a random action.It can easily attract the respect of everyone, regardless of strength, what everyone admires is Lang Mo's heart before his bravery.Looking at Lang Mo, Jiang Qing unconsciously recalled the ink wolf totem on the towering altar in the Taoyuan Chasing Wind Tribe.

The lifelike totem will appear as a fairy in the next second.

With the growth of the Wind Chasing Tribe, the ink wolf totem has become more and more realistic.Perhaps, the totem will evolve again soon...

"Father, you are very strong!" Lang Tu Lingran said.Standing beside Jiang Qing, her small hands clenched into fists, her usually cold face was now stained with a clear fighting spirit.Next to him, Jiang Yao's condition was not much better than him, and her panting breath revealed her true inner thoughts.

"One day, you too will be able to reach his level!" Jiang Qing said seriously.The first few sentences about Jiang Qing's body, Lang Mo's voice was very low, except for Mocha and Lance, no one else knew about Jiang Qing's body.Jiang Qing slept very lightly, and when she was awakened, she happened to hear Lang Mo's passionate words, and even she couldn't help being bewitched by Lang Mo.

"Of course." Lang Tu and Jiang Yao turned around, looked at each other, and nodded earnestly with a strong fighting spirit in their eyes.

In his body, the blood of the Black Wolf clan flowed.

They are always ready to fight, and they place the expectations of everyone in the tribe. This kind of pressure and expectations make them mature much earlier than their peers.Of course, this is inseparable from the memory of the Black Wolf Clan's inheritance in their minds.While enjoying this pressure, they are constantly pushing themselves to improve.

As if seeing Jiang Qing's prying eyes, Lang Mo turned and looked up.

Facing Shang Jiang Qing's watery eyes, Qing Juan's face softened a little, and he asked, "Why don't you sleep more? Whether your health is good or bad, you are not allowed to go out of the house to wander around, and you will be there in the middle of the night tonight." Taoyuan Port. If you are bored, let them chat with you, I will come back after I finish handling the things here..."

Since they decided to attack the various forces in Qingnan, they naturally needed to customize some plans.

He didn't want Jiang Qing to get involved, so he didn't plan to let Jiang Qing know about this matter.In this way, naturally he couldn't go back to the room to talk about this matter. Fortunately, there was an excuse available now, so he didn't worry that Jiang Qing would be suspicious at all.

Jiang Qing nodded and left the window.

The smell of blood in the air was a bit strong, and it made my stomach feel sick after smelling it for a long time.The physical matter has not been resolved, and she knows that she cannot be willful at this time.Otherwise, maybe Lang Mo will imprison her directly on the bed and even cancel the entertainment of walking around the house, then the loss outweighs the gain.

(End of this chapter)