A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 931: Lang Mo's Overbearing Vow
"Patriarch, there is civil strife in the Tianshi clan, do we want it?" Falcon excitedly made a throat-slitting gesture, looking eagerly at Langmo.After Qingli disappeared from the Hive City, Yicheng turned from the dark to the bright, and blatantly dismissed Yifeng's duties as the Great Elder.Holt was captured and killed by Qingli, Yixuan, Fengluan and others were temporarily in Yubei, and the once powerful Tianshi clan changed hands instantly.

In just three days, the Tianshi clan fell into Yicheng's hands.

Of course, this news was controlled by Yicheng for the time being, and it hasn't spread yet.

Otherwise, Qingnan would have set off huge waves.Yicheng not only dismissed Yifeng's duties, but also beheaded the person in charge of Fantasia Flower sent by Xianyu's family to the Hive City. This move is obvious.He didn't intend to join Xianyu's family, but to start anew.Speaking of which, he was deeply concerned about Yixuan's handing over the Tianshi clan to the Xianyu family, relying on the strength of the Xianyu family to take root in Yubei.

Therefore, the first thing after seizing power, he couldn't wait to swing the guillotine at the forces representing the Xianyu family.

"Wuli has already rushed over, he is very familiar with the Hive City." Lang Mo said.With a stern side face, a trace of violence quickly flashed. He did not dare to forget the great gift Yicheng gave to the Wind Chasing Tribe in the Forest of Death. Soon it will be time for the Tianshi Clan to pay the price.Qingnan has been behind for too long and the order is chaotic. This time he is bound to go to war and do a bloodbath again.In the past, the Black Wolf Clan of the Megatron Beast God Continent should not have declined just now, although he did not intend to compete in the Beast God Continent.But they also don't want the Black Wolf clan to live in a corner and let others slaughter them. There are some things that must be done.

At this moment, Lang Mo couldn't help exuding a fierce and domineering aura.

In an instant, the ink wolf totem on the side of the altar emitted a faint blue light, echoing it from a distance.

"How should we respond?" Falcon lowered his head, and there was a hint of trill in his voice.If they didn't feel the evil killing intent around him, everyone would even think he was afraid.

The corners of Lang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, drawing a cold arc, and said: "Let's do it, Qingnan will be the back garden of the Wind Tribe in the future. I don't want Qingnan to have other tribes besides the Wind Tribe..." At this moment, Lang Mo did not hide his inner ambition at all. It was time for the Chasing Wind Tribe to show their sharp teeth and declare their dominance.

As soon as Lang Mo's words fell, there was silence inside and outside the courtyard, and there was no sound.Although, these years, the Chasing Wind Tribe chose to stay dormant and did not have the desire to greedily expand other forces in Qingnan.But as an orc, he was born with a restless mind.The people of the tribe chose to wait silently in Taoyuan for Lang Mo's return. Why didn't they have a trace of ambition in their hearts?Over the past few years, under the leadership of Jiang Qing, the Zhufeng tribe has been flourishing, and the accumulated wealth even shocked the Tianshi and Tianhe clans.Yixuan, Tianming and the others took precautions, not because they were worried that the Zhufeng tribe would one day develop the ambition they were worried about.

Over the past few years, they have never given up on infiltrating and coveting Taoyuan.

It's a pity that Taoyuan is as solid as gold, and there is no gap left for them to take advantage of.

"Lang Mo, Taoyuan's current strength is not enough to swallow the entire Qingnan." Lang Lie said flatly, putting down the barbecue in the bowl.He looked at Lang Mo sincerely.For his eldest son, Lang Lie is always proud. Lang Mo is very strong, even stronger than his father.While this made Lang Lie feel relieved, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

The development of the Chasing Wind tribe to this day is inseparable from Lang Mo and Jiang Qing.

Therefore, he and Qing have guarded Taoyuan conscientiously these years.They just don't want this foundation to be destroyed. Taoyuan is the foundation of the Wind Tribe, and now they have no way to retreat except to move forward.

"Father, when did you see me fight an unsure battle? I didn't pay attention to the mere Qingnan. The real troublesome thing is Yubei..." Lang Mo said coldly. In his heart, only Yubei can be regarded as the real one. On the battlefield, if Jiang Qing was not seriously injured, he would still be competing in Yubei at the moment, and said calmly: "In the past seven years, it took me one and a half years to completely take down Morocco and complete the integration. At the same time, I went deep into Xuelongling a few years ago In the depths, a city was built there... a super town with an area larger than Shangyang City in Yubei, I named it Qingcheng. Originally, I expected to win Qingnan and Yubei in ten to 20 years. The Duke's appearance has delayed this opportunity a lot... After he is detoxified and his identity is confirmed, I will be able to use his power to bring the Black Wolf Clan back to life in the Beast God Continent. In the future, even if we are right We also have the strength to fight against the Bimon Empire."

Lang Mo's words were sonorous and powerful, and his voice was not suppressed, under the influence of the ink wolf totem.

In Taoyuan, clansmen in every corner could hear his words clearly.At that time, after knowing the true identity of the Feilei Beimeng Empire, Lang Mo began to lay out the layout. The Beamon and Molang tribes were natural enemies. Even though the Beamons like Fei Lei were busy fighting for power and profit, Lang Mo never let down his guard against the Bimeng.

In order to live a safe and secure life, he needs power and rights.

Seven years, forbearance did not return to Taoyuan.

Just to seize all the time to lay out, now is the harvest season.

Listening to Wolf Mosen's cold and mellow voice, the clansmen suddenly felt their blood boil.It was obviously an extremely cold voice, but when it was heard by everyone's ears, it was more exciting than the most beautiful ballad.Everyone has an ambition, which can be big or small.

The Wind Chasing Tribe used to live in the Jedi Forest of Death, living a precarious life.

Several times, facing the disaster of genocide.

Time and time again, only the sacrificed people can overcome the difficulties.The moment Jiang Qing and Lang Mo led them out of the forest of death, a seed called ambition began to condense in their hearts.

As the Wind Chasing Tribe developed little by little, this seed gradually took root and sprouted.

"Okay, okay, okay." Lang Lie said three good words in succession, and his cold face was full of excitement.Back then, he limped a leg in order to save the dead bear, so his strength dropped drastically.All the responsibility for such a huge tribe fell on Lang Mo's shoulders in an instant. Speaking of which, Lang Lie once felt very guilty towards Lang Mo. However, listening to Lang Mo's words today, the past guilt was swept away, and the lingering thoughts came to his mind. It's all about pride and pride.

He is worthy of being his son, he is worthy of being the heir of Molang's bloodline.

In an instant, Lang Lie's loud laughter spread throughout the Taoyuan.Clansmen from all over Taoyuan came out one after another and walked towards Langmo. Everyone had fiery smiles on their faces, although many of them did not have the blood of the Molang tribe.But with the contact between Qingnan and the outside world, the people of the clan naturally knew a lot about the Molang clan.

The unprecedented declaration made everyone fall into ecstasy.

(End of this chapter)