Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1588: Floating Wisdom

"Nine-tailed fox?"

Upon hearing these three words, Taoist Master Fukong and Yang Chen widened their eyes, with a hint of surprise in their eyes. Especially Taoist Master Fukong, whose face looked a little unsightly, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes.

He has been dealing with the six ancient tribes for millions of years, so he naturally knows very well how strict the regulations among the six tribes are. And the demon god dared to risk violating the laws of the six tribes to save a descendant of the nine-tailed fox. This has undoubtedly touched the bottom line of the six ancient tribes.

Looking at the two people's reactions, Di Cangqiong took a deep breath and said calmly: "Fukong, this time you understand why I won't save him, right? I just want to ask you, if you were me, what would you choose? Save him?"

"Won't."

Taoist Master Fukong shook his head without hesitation.

If he were Di Cangqiong, in order to set an example and frighten his tribe, he would probably do something even more decisive than Di Cangqiong. When the time comes, the demon god will not just be driven out, but he may kill the demon god himself to serve as a warning to the monkeys!

"well!"

Di Cangqiong sighed, he quietly glanced at the dying demon god on the ground, and said lightly: "Since the war broke out, our three ancient spirit beast clans have been incompatible with the three ancient evil god clans. This person actually dares to openly defy the six clans. Tiaolu, secretly rescued the descendant of the Nine-tailed Fox... If it were left to other races, he would have been dead long ago! It is already a great gift that we, the Qilin Clan, can save his life!"

"Although it was my group of elders of the Qilin clan who handled this matter back then, I also approve of their actions from the bottom of my heart." Di Cangqiong pondered for a moment before speaking out.

After saying that, he looked at Yang Chen with an apologetic look in his eyes: "Sorry, little friend Yang, I hope you can understand my difficulty."

After hearing this, Yang Chen gritted his teeth and couldn't help clenching his fists under his robe.

He brought the Demon God here today not to hear Di Cangqiong talk about these past events, let alone to hear him talk about these bullshit rules. He has only one purpose, and that is to save the demon god. If Di Cangqiong refuses to hand over the blood pool, then all the efforts he has put in to come to the higher plane today will be in vain!

What’s the point of coming to this higher plane by yourself?

"Clan Chief Di!"

Yang Chen gritted his teeth, as if he had made a decision. The next moment, he suddenly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Di Cangqiong.

"Huh?" Looking at Yang Chen who suddenly saluted him, Di Cangqiong narrowed his eyes, and a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Little friend Yang, what are you doing?"

"Chief Di, please Yang, please save my friend no matter what!" Yang Chen held his fists in his hands, bent his waist deeply towards the enemy sky, and said in a sincere and serious tone.

"I know that Di Yan has committed an indelible mistake, but millions of years have passed since this incident! Di Yan was also expelled from the Qilin Clan and received the punishment he deserved. I would like to ask you, Clan Leader For the sake of being of the same origin as him, we must save him no matter what!"

"If you are still not satisfied with Patriarch Di and want to punish him, then please come to me! I will bear his fault for him, and I will bear his story for him! I can accept any conditions. promise!"

Yang Chen's decisive words echoed in the mountains and forests. These words also moved everyone in the Qilin tribe.

They didn't expect that a human being could do this for the sake of the Qilin clan? While sighing in their hearts, their attitude towards Yang Chen had changed a lot, and they couldn't help but want to get close to him.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Master Fukong beside him also took a breath of air.

What a surprise!

He has been in contact with Yang Chen many times and has a deep understanding of what kind of person the other person is. The other party is arrogant and arrogant, and it is impossible for him to do such a humiliating thing.

"Owner……"

And at this moment, a faint murmur suddenly sounded.

Everyone heard the sound and looked around, only to see that the demon god, who was dying and breathless, woke up at some point. The other party opened his eyes, stretched out his paws and gently tugged on Yang Chen's trousers, and said: "Master, don't talk to them anymore, Lao Lu's death is not a pity... Master, don't commit suicide because of the old slave." Lower your status! Please don’t ask them!”

When the demon god said this, there was also a look of pleading in his eyes.

For him, death may be a very scary thing, but if Yang Chen's dignity is insulted because of himself, it will definitely be more uncomfortable than letting him die!

"Alas." Seeing this scene, Taoist Master Fukong sighed. He looked at Yang Chen beside him, shook his head, and said: "Yang Chen, don't talk nonsense to them. The Qilin tribe are all hard-hearted people. Even if you wear out your words and kneel down, If it’s broken, it probably won’t change these people’s minds!”

"Instead of doing this, you might as well leave with Master Dao. Let's find other ways. There is always a way to save your friend!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen clenched his fists.

Di Cangqiong also closed his eyes, looking hard-hearted and unwilling to save the demon god.

"Let's go, let's go, a group of hard-hearted people!" Taoist Master Fukong waved his hand and said while walking in front: "If you don't even save your own people, what kind of heroes can you be? What kind of heroes can you think of the Qilin people?" As for the clan leader, I think he’s almost like a bear from the Qilin clan!”

Hearing this, Di Cangqiong's expression changed.

There was also a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

But when he thought of the people in the elder group and the iron rules between the six tribes, he forced down his unhappiness and allowed Master Fukong to insult him.

but.

6. At this time, Taoist Master Fukong seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly turned back.

This move startled Di Cangqiong, and he was all excited. He quickly asked: "Fukong, what are you doing? Didn't you leave?"

"Remember, Taoist Master, there is something I didn't get back!" Taoist Master Fukong said as he walked up to Di Cangqiong.

"What?" Seeing this scene, Di Cangqiong frowned, with doubts in his eyes.

And at the next moment, Taoist Master Fukong suddenly waved the fly whisk in his right hand with lightning speed!

Wow!

The white floating dust expanded rapidly like a sky curtain, directly binding Di Cangqiong in front of him. Like a hemp rope, it wrapped around Di Cangqiong's body in circles, tying him up tightly.

Not only Di Cangqiong, but also the several unicorns around him were caught off guard and tangled in the floating hair.

"Yang Chen, run! Go find the blood pool!"

"Let Mr. Dao hold this old guy back!"