Maoshan Ghost King

The few people who originally wanted to leave, stay away and watch the excitement, did not expect the Kuicang tribe to raise the white flag and directly surrendered.

Nowadays, the big bosses among the Kuicang clan's royal cities have come out one after another, wanting to submit to the Jialang clan.

Just now, the Kuicang clan made the last dying struggle, dozens of bed crossbows were fired, and one of the Jialang clan elders with advanced cultivation was shot and killed.

Now, Ge Yu wanted to understand something. The reason why Al Chang fought back in the end, and finally hit a wave, just wanting to add some surrender chips for himself, so that the other party did not dare to despise her.

It's like saying, people of the Jialang tribe, it's not that I, Alechang, fears you, but I think for the sake of my own people and don't want to kill in vain. We can surrender, and you must treat our people kindly.

In the final analysis, Ale Chang feels that the Kuicang clan will undoubtedly be defeated, and if he continues to fight like this, once the king's city is breached, his own lives will definitely not be preserved, and his son and daughter will also lose their lives.

Now that he surrenders, he and his children's lives will definitely be saved. As for the rest, it doesn't matter.

Kuicang really didn’t have the confidence to fight with the Jialang clan any more. Until the seven elders hit, there is only one Abu Khan elder left. The cultivation base cannot play a decisive role, and the opponent’s top master Umur is still alive. , There are two other elders above the ghost fairyland.

In addition, in terms of military strength, the opponent still has nearly 10,000 people left, and the Jialang tribe can only fight three or four thousand people. How can we fight this?

At this moment, on the Jialang clan, the patriarch Tubal and his son Turhan dismounted one after another and walked towards the gate of the city.

The first master Umur and the other two elders followed them closely, standing 20 meters away from the entrance of the king city.

The head of the Kuicang clan, Al Chang, took his son Wu Dian and daughter Wu Yan, followed by Elder Abu Khan, who had one arm left, and walked towards this side slowly.

Holding a golden package in his hand, Ale Chang walked to the patriarch Tubal of the Jialang clan, and directly knelt down with the people around him, holding the golden package in his hands, and the whole country on his head, and said respectfully in the city : "Ale Chang, the patriarch of the Jialang clan, is willing to surrender to the Jialang clan and be willing to be a citizen of the Jialang clan. This is the great seal of our clan, and the patriarch should accept it."

That Tubal was burly and sturdy. He was obviously a rough man with a very ugly face. He had a beard and a Mediterranean shape on top of his head. When he smiled, he had a big yellow tooth, just like his son Turhan. There is a similarity in appearance.

"Haha... Al-Shang, this patriarch accepts your surrender, get up and talk." After saying that, Tubal stretched out his hand and helped Na Al-Shang up. The pair looked towards Al-Shang. The eyes are straight, as if about to fall out.

The key is that Na Tubal kept holding Al Chang’s little hand, his eyes squinted, and he smiled: "I have long heard that Al Chang, the head of the Kuicang clan, is a big beautiful woman. It’s really unusual to see it today. Your Kuicang clan has already surrendered. From now on you will be my Tubal's woman, how about?"

Ale Chang is in his forties, but he has a very high level of cultivation and has been well maintained. He looks like he is in his early thirties. He is definitely a **** and has a charm. At this moment, I heard that Jialang The patriarch made such a rude request, the pretty face suddenly became cold, and the tone increased a little, and said: "The patriarch, the next is the yellow flower of yesterday, the face has passed away, and he cannot serve the patriarch, but there are many young people in the clan. Beautiful twenty-eight women, if you like the patriarch, you can choose at will."

Hearing this, Na Tubal’s ugly face suddenly changed, a flash of cold light flashed in the triangular eyes, and he stretched out his hand and slapped it directly on Na Al Chang’s face, Al Chang’s blow. Five red finger prints suddenly appeared on the broken face.

"You are shameless, right? Now that you Kuicang has surrendered, you are the slaves of our Jialang tribe. We can deal with you whatever we want. You dare to refuse your master's request. Don't you want to live?" Barr said angrily.

Al Chang blushed, just bowed his head and did not speak, but the Young Master Wudian on the side could not bear it.

Wu Dian has been growing up in the Kuicang clan, and he is a noble and powerful person. He has always been superior. Only he bullies others, and there is never a time when others bully himself.

But now, someone dares to beat his mother. The most shameful thing is that the patriarch of the Kuicang clan wants to force his mother to serve him. For a man, it is simply a shame and unbearable.

"You hit my mother, I'm fighting with you!" Young Master Wudian drew the knife from his body and stabled directly at Tubal.

"Wu Dian, no!"

As soon as Al Chang saw his son go crazy, he quickly stopped and reached out to catch him.

But when Wu Dian pulled out the knife, Umur, who had been standing next to Tubal, suddenly shot his hand, and slapped Young Master Wu Dian’s chest with a palm, and then Wu Dian took a few steps back. , Blood was gushing out of Qiqiao.

Dixian's palm hit Wudian, who basically had no cultivation base, and he couldn't bear it.

This palm basically shattered all the internal organs of Young Master Wudian.

"My son!"

"brother!"

Ale Chang and Princess Wuyan immediately rushed towards Wudian who fell on the ground with tears on their faces.

Blood was constantly pouring from Na Wudian's mouth, and Ale Chang grabbed his hand. Ale Chang's eyes were cracking, his face bursting with bruises, but his tears fell on Wudian's face.

"Mother... I... I don't... don't allow them to insult you... die... I can't die..." Wu Dian firmly grasped Ale Chang's hand, while speaking, there was blood from his mouth. Gushing out, his hands were trembling, and after speaking these last words, his body trembled and he was breathless on the spot.

"Ah..." Ale Chang screamed up to the sky, crying bitterly, already sad to the extreme.

The long black hair was almost white in the blink of an eye.

"My son...it was the mother who harmed you... I knew that, and my mother would never surrender if she said anything..." Ale Chang regretted, hugging the young master Wudian's corpse and crying.

Wu Yan also knelt beside Wu Dian, shaking Wu Dian's corpse constantly, crying while saying: "Brother... wake up... don't scare me, you wake up quickly... brother. "

Ge Yu and others watched this human tragedy, and stood there and did not move.

Ge Yu had never had a good impression of Wu Dian, but at this moment, witnessing his tragic death still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.