Traveling through the beast world: Beastmaster, don't mess around!

Chapter 1345 Feng Clan High-level Meeting
The first thousand and 240 chapters and five phoenix clan high-level meeting
Xuechen's sudden words froze Feng Qiming's face for an instant, and two cold lights shot out from his slightly narrowed eyes.

"how do you know?"

Seeing his obviously tense emotions, Xuechen said in a calm voice.

"You don't have to be so nervous. This matter is just my own guess. You are my friend, and I know something about you. You will definitely not expose such a big incident in your family so easily. And this kind of When I saw your little sister Luliu just now, I became more certain that you are going to enter no man's land."

Feng Qiming took a few deep breaths, suddenly lifted the teapot and poured some tea into his mouth, and put the teapot heavily on the table, he suddenly sneered.

"Yes, how could it be possible to expose it? My father, mother, and elder brothers are all dead, and only me and my younger sister are left in the whole family, and my younger sister has also become blind. We It's so miserable, but my enemy is still alive and well, why? Why are they still alive when my family is ruined? I won't let them have a good time. "

Feng Qiming's body has a strong hostility at this time, he is like a wounded beast, ready to be addicted to people at any time.

Xuechen sighed and nodded, "I can understand."

Feng Qiming was surprised, "Didn't you come to persuade me?"

Xuechen shook his head, "No, I want to go with you."

Feng Qiming was a little sluggish this time, thinking that he heard it wrong, "What did you say?"

Xuechen lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I used to have three tails."

When Xuechen said this, Feng Qiming understood. Indeed, Xuechen originally had three tails, but he was too powerful with three tails. The upper echelons of the Snow Fox Clan were afraid of him, so they cut off one of his tails, and also told the outside world. Described him as an orc who would bring disaster.

The two have a common goal, so naturally they can sit down and have a good talk.

In the city lord's mansion, Ji Mo has been very busy these days, busy taking over Wucheng, understanding some of the situation in Wucheng, and making a plan for the fastest recovery.

Qianhuang and the others are already reorganizing their team, ready to go on to the next city in one go.

Ai Changfeng never came back, but he left someone behind to deliver a message to Jimo and the others. He has already taken his people to the next city. Going there first to find out the details will save the team a lot of time, and there will be enough Time to formulate a plan of attack.

The battle in Wucheng soon spread to Fengcheng, the capital of the Feng Clan. Now the Feng Clan is still in charge of the Great Elder. As for their patriarch, the power is almost emptied.

At this time, in the highest meeting hall in the largest manor in Fengcheng, there were many high-ranking members of the Feng clan sitting upright. The leader was a middle-aged orc. The orc looked a little pale and looked unwell.

The one on the right of his strike was an old orc with gray hair. The orc looked quite old, but his eyes were shining brightly, extremely sharp.

Opposite the old orcs were two very old orcs, and then there were some orcs who were slightly younger than them, but they were also old orcs.

There are also some middle-aged orcs, but they all sit at the end of the long table.

These people are all the elders of the Feng clan, and the middle-aged orc who seems to be in poor health at the head is Feng Yueshan, the patriarch of the Feng clan, and on his right hand is the great elder Feng Ge.

After eight or nine people were separated by Feng Yi's attack, it was the tenth elder who had been to the Maxiang clan. He was sitting there, frowning, listening to the intelligence elder telling about the situation in Wucheng.

"Snapped!"

After hearing that Wucheng had been occupied by the Winged Lions, a fiery elder slapped the table in front of him furiously, causing the good-quality wooden table to shake a few times.he growled.

"It's simply unreasonable. You are too courageous. You dare to attack the ancestral land of our Feng clan. I think the winged lion clan is looking for death."

The faces of the other elders were more or less angry. The Winged Lions, in their eyes, were small races like ants. Even if there was a white lion, they didn't pay much attention to the race. One of their cities was destroyed, although this city was useless in their eyes, it was considered an abandoned land.

But the abandoned land also belongs to the Feng clan, how could it be taken away by a small winged lion clan.

"Patriarch, I also think that the Winged Lion Clan is simply too arrogant. They dared to move our Winged Lion Clan's city. We haven't freed up our hands to catch their big witch. They came first, and now we send troops to deal with them Bar."

The leading middle-aged orc looked at the gray-haired old orc on the right.

"Great Elder, what should you do in your opinion?"

The Great Elder opened and closed his eyes brightly, he looked around and said lightly.

"Most of our current troops are with the Zergs. If we send people to deal with the Winged Lions now, I'm afraid it will weaken Fengcheng's troops. If..."

After the Great Elder didn't say anything, everyone understood that if the other two races had ill intentions towards their Feng Clan, Fengcheng might be thrown away.

The elders who were furious before gradually calmed down. After thinking about it, they also felt that what the elder said made sense.

After all, the Winged Lions are small fish and shrimps in their eyes, but the Zergs are giants, and the other big clans are their formidable enemies. It is a bit wasteful to use the team on small fishes and shrimps.

The tenth elder sat there, frowning tightly. Seeing that the other elders agreed with the first elder's words, his expression became a little more worried.

He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't help but say. "Great Elder, I think this matter should be taken seriously. The Winged Lion Clan is no longer the small tribe that huddled in the fringes. They have now formed a force."

"Even if it has formed a force, can it still be compared with the Maxiang clan and the Chilong clan? Our enemies have always been the other three clans. What is a winged lion clan?" A rather old elder said disdainfully.

Someone beside him said, "Yeah, it's just Wucheng. They can take down Wucheng with that little force. Don't worry, we can take it back when we have free hands."

Seeing the relaxed and indifferent expressions of those elders, the tenth elder felt a little cold.

He had really seen that white lion, and so many things had happened in the Maxiang tribe, but the winged lion tribe just left safely, which is enough to show their strength, and the current winged lion tribe is not just light. There is this race, which also includes a branch of the Red Dragon Clan brought by Lord Leng, the Silver Fox Clan...

Thinking of these powerful races, the ten elders turned pale and said eagerly.

"Patriarch, Great Elder, you really should pay attention to it. The Winged Lion Clan is really not like the rumors. I have seen their white lions in the Maxiang Clan, and there are other..."

"Ten elders, what do you mean? It's just a winged lion tribe, can it still compete with us? They were lucky to escape from the Maxiang tribe last time. Are you speaking for them now? Are you from the winged lion tribe?" What benefits did the clan get?"

The tenth elder's face changed, and he shouted angrily, "Eighth elder, don't slander me. Do you think I'm just like you, only knowing leaves in my eyes? And did you listen to me seriously? I'm speaking for them Is it? I'm worried about our Feng Clan."

The eighth elder was about the same age as the tenth elder, and he was definitely considered young among many old orcs, but his face was not as young as the tenth elder's. At this time, he stared at the tenth elder with his vulture eyes, and spoke harshly.

"Hehe, are you worried about our Feng Clan? Elder Ten, in your eyes, can our Feng Clan be inferior to such a small race? Is a small tribe with less than [-] people worth the trouble?"

The tenth elder was really about to be laughed out of anger. "A small tribe with less than [-] people? Have you ever thought about it? It was this small tribe with less than [-] people who captured our ancestral land. Although Wucheng has been deserted for many years, the team under General Zhou Yu there can't bear it." At least [-] to [-], the result? It was captured easily."

The eighth elder's face darkened, and he snorted heavily.

"Then what do you think? Do you want to withdraw all the Zerg teams for such a small tribe? When the Queen of Zerg appears, no matter which tribe falls into the hands, the other tribes will not be able to think about peace. You can't tell the difference." Is it serious?"

(End of this chapter)