Xuanjian Immortal Clan

Mori and a few loyal tribesmen hid in the forest for several days and nights. They didn't dare to look back, let alone light a fire to cook. When they were hungry, they would eat a few fruits, and when they were thirsty, they would drink some water. In one breath, he finally escaped from Dongshanyue's territory.

As soon as Dongren's prosperous and bustling town appeared in front of them, several people were stunned. A few people pretended to be fleeing from Shanyue and were gathered together to guard them. From a distance, they saw crowds of people, canopies like clouds, and cars. The horses surged toward the west, and the sound of babbling singing floated over.

"This guy... lives a life like a god."

Mori yelled blankly, and finally understood why the slaves were frantically sharpening their heads and running eastward.

After being trapped in the circle for several hours, he finally saw a richly dressed Shanyue man walking not far away. His eyes lit up. This man was a minister of the Mulu clan. He died a few years ago. I went outside, but I didn’t expect that I had disappeared and came to the east to enjoy the blessings. I quickly shouted in the Shanyue dialect:

"That bastard... look over here!"

The man looked annoyed and looked for fame. He suddenly became ecstatic and shouted:

"Catch that person quickly! This person is the descendant of the king of Dongshanyue!"

Immediately, several people knocked him down. He also had the cultivation level of the third level of fetal breath, but he shrank his head and did not dare to resist. He was grabbed and carried staggeringly, and was thrown into the bluestone courtyard with a plop. middle.

He knelt on the smooth and cold ground and raised his head timidly. In front of him was a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old. He had a pair of straight and long eyebrows, gray-black eyes staring straight at him, and a handsome face. The lines are smooth and full of pressure.

"Meet...meet the king!"

Emory thought in her mind that this person was most likely Li Xuanxuan. His face was so young, and he probably looked immature because he had practiced qi early. Speaking of which, he was still his uncle, and he was also related to him.

"Young Master is joking."

Li Yuanxiu laughed softly, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly. He didn't expect that Shanyue's handle would come to his door so suddenly. He was so proud that he wanted to laugh. He held it back, said politely, and looked at this Seuse The trembling Prince Sangoe comes.

"I am Li Yuanxiu, the eldest son of the family master, and I am of the same generation as you."

Only then did Mori realize that he was the heir of the East Kingdom in front of him. He smiled ingratiatingly and was about to speak when he saw a person hurriedly walked in from the door. His face was somewhat similar to Li Yuanxiu's, but his eyebrows were shorter and his eyes were narrower. , he looked like a jackal. The young man glanced at Mori and was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.

"I heard that my cousin came to visit, Yuan Jiao was so happy!"

Mori was immediately overjoyed, feeling that this person was his supporter on Dongren's side, and said repeatedly:

"It turns out to be Brother Jiao, it turns out to be Brother Jiao! I have admired him for a long time, but I never thought he was such a hero."

Li Yuanjiao curled his lips, stood next to Li Yuanxiu, and stared at the people below. Several Shanyue tribesmen knew that he had the blood of the Mulu family, and they all looked at him with admiration for the Shanyue people's temperament. Looking at him.

"I heard that something happened to your father. Sir, would you like to explain it to us so that we can clear up our confusion."

Li Yuanxiu was holding tea at the top and asked in a leisurely manner. Moli at the bottom was shivering and kept saying:

"Yes Yes!"

Momo Li quickly explained the events surrounding Mu Jiaoman's death, which lasted for a full stick of incense. Then everyone around him suddenly understood and began to discuss among themselves.

Li Yuanxiu waved his hand, his expression changed slightly, he didn't want to see Mori being so stupid, so he thought to himself:

"I specially called everyone to ask him to state the facts. I didn't expect that this idiot really told the truth. He didn't know how to throw some dirty water on his brother so that I could get the name of the Li family to intervene. He really failed me. A good intention..."

Looking up at the group of uncles and brothers below him, Li Yuanxiu said softly:

"I'll have a talk with Emory. Elders, please step aside first."

Several clan elders frowned and were about to speak. Li Yuanjiao snorted and stood forward, looking at them eagerly. They had no choice but to step back. The supporting clan elders left, and the group of people below suddenly It receded like the tide, leaving only the clan soldiers in the courtyard and the two brothers Li Yuanxiu and Li Yuanjiao. Li Qiuyang stood beside Suo Moli with clasped fists to prevent him from hurting anyone.

Li Yuanxiu walked down quickly, took Shao Moli's hand, looked friendly, and said with a smile:

"Brother Moli, there were elders here to take care of things before. It's hard for Yuan Xiu to say anything. You and I are in-laws, so there's no need to be so polite!"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment. He didn't want Li Yuanxiu to be so approachable, so he stammered and didn't dare to speak. He saw Li Yuanxiu again:

"That Young Master Shenmu took advantage of the late king's serious injury to kill the king and ascended the throne. He also went against the late king's wishes and massacred all the other young gentlemen. He is really unworthy of a human son. Since our Li family has promised to protect Dongshan Yue, how can we just sit idly by and do nothing! Young Master, please rest assured! "

Immediately hearing these words, Mori was stunned for a moment, and his mind went blank. He wondered if he had not made his words clear just now. It was clearly his father who passed the position to Hagi and personally ordered the massacre of his other sons. Why? When it came to Li Yuanxiu's mouth, it completely changed...

Emo Moli looked at the smile on Li Yuanxiu's face, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and a trembling desire flashed in his heart. Emo Moli, who was originally disheartened by the throne, suddenly began to tremble, and felt happy again. He was frightened again and said continuously:

"Yes! Yes! Young Master Shenmu took advantage of the late king's serious injury to kill the king and ascended the throne, and then went against the late king's wishes and massacred all the other young masters..."

Li Yuanxiu finally let this elm head turn around, sighed with relief in his heart, and said with a smile:

"Your father can be regarded as Brother Jiao's uncle. This hatred is also brought against my Li family. Let's take a look at the scenery to the east at the bottom of the mountain. It is different from the scenery higher up the mountain. I will go up the mountain to report to the elders and come back to find you. .”

Shou Moli's mind was full of thoughts, his blood was boiling, and his mind was full of images of fighting back to Shanyue to regain the throne. He hummed in silence, woke up with horror, and said excitedly:

"Nothing can be repaid by the nobleman for his great kindness and virtue! Sam Moli is willing to be the pioneer of the Li family, guard the west for the Li family, and pay tribute every year..."

Li Yuanxiu waved his hand, speechless in his heart, knowing that the guy in front of him didn't know how to speak at all, so he secretly said:

"Guarding the west and paying tribute every year, how is it any different from now? What Mori said is not on point. He is really not sensitive to the situation at all."

After saying that, he nodded slightly and left the yard to go up the mountain. Li Yuanjiao and Suo Moli were left in the yard staring at each other with big eyes. Suo Moli was still in the sky. Li Yuanjiao glanced at Suo Moli and patted himself. The shoulder of a distant relative whispered in his ear:

"The beauties from my east are most famous for singing and dancing. My cousin might as well go and have a look."

"Ah good."

Mori walked out of the yard in a daze, while Li Yuanjiao cupped his hands towards Li Qiuyang and said softly:

"I'll leave the rest to the clan uncle. Carefully select some singing and dancing girls, and be sure to ask Emoli to leave a few heirs to stay in the town to study. Only in this way can we hold Shanyue in our hands."

"I know."

Li Qiuyang nodded, not neglecting Li Yuanjiao because of his young age, and went out.

Sorry, I posted the saved article yesterday so the update is late~

Thanks to the master who is not the most generous and generous~ I really don’t have time today, I will make up for it tomorrow, I still owe you three updates^