"Thank you, elder! Thank you, elder!" He Tian knelt down and kowtowed to He Liang again, thanking him for his gratitude, and then he pulled the reluctant He Huan off the arena quickly.

In the tall stands right east of the ring, nine young girls in blue clothes stood, some of them looking at He Huan, who was still stubborn with interest.

One of them had a beautiful appearance and a good figure. Judging from the age of fifteen or sixteen, he lay on the railing with his arms, and held his white chin with his jade hand, and laughed;

"It's really a long time since I've seen a low-class person dare to say this to the elders of the clan. He's quite interesting."

Standing beside her, a young man with a very elegant temperament put away the folding fan in his hand and said smoothly: "There are not many people who want Sister Wei to be interested."

"Oh, it's a pity that both the middle and the upper tribes cannot participate in the lower tribe competition. Otherwise, I would have won the favor of Sister Wei in a few moves with that kid."

The girl gave the boy a blank look and curled her lips, "You're so polite. If you have the ability, you can compete with Brother He Yun. If you can win, then I'll be more optimistic about you."

The boy's eyes turned to the cold and stern boy standing in the middle, and then smiled awkwardly. He was about to say something, but the latter stared at him and immediately shut up and stopped talking.

This generation of young tribes, the division of tribes, has escaped a disaster than Yangcheng tribes, but the other tribes are not so lucky.

As soon as the clan competition ended, in front of tens of thousands of clans, the clan elder He Liang actually killed the last-ranked clan tribe on the spot.

Amid the miserable crying, freshness spreads all over the corner of the peak, and just one look at it makes people shudder.

He Huan, standing in the clan, hugged He Miao in his arms, let her face bury in his arms and cover her ears tightly.

Looking at the sky light and listening to the screams and crying, his whole body trembled violently, his heart was filled with hatred and his eyes were filled with disgust.

In fact, there is a secret in his heart that his parents were also killed eight years ago.

Before, the parents had expected that the division might be in trouble, so they entrusted their young children to the division of Yangcheng in advance, and the brother and sister escaped the disaster.

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Now, the scene of his parents being killed and Xu Spian is still vivid in my mind. From then on, he swore that one day he would kill the clan, kill the elder of the presidency, and abolish the unreasonable clan rules!

A huge family was divided into different levels, and every four years it would destroy the tribes that were more than the last. This tragic sect was irresponsible. The inhumane tribe rules made He Huanda hate and hate from the bottom of his heart.

He couldn't understand why even ordinary people could know that the thicker than water was not seen in this huge family?

Moreover, he couldn't understand why the lower tribes who were terrified of living must obey the unreasonable clan rules and regulations of the clan and flock to them?

What exactly is all this for? No one has ever told him.

The screams at the top of the peak finally subsided, and hundreds of people in a tribe disappeared. With the end of the cruel killing and torture, the tribe comparisons that lasted for four years finally ended.

Finally returned to Yangcheng. The Hejia Yangcheng tribe is located in Lulin Town in the south of Yangcheng. It has spread all over the He family. A genius with only 16 or 8th floor of true energy has emerged.

The patriarch He Tian was very happy, not only because his family was able to escape from Si this time, but also because he discovered a genius like He Huan.

Although I was also confused, how could He Huan, who was only the third level of true qi half a year ago, suddenly become the eighth level of true qi?

But there was no clear answer when asked about He Huan. He just said that he was practicing diligently, so the rest was not important.

He Tian personally awarded He Huan a red suit representing the First Army. Among the He family's lower tribes, the first to third floors of true qi belong to the third army, wearing white clothes, the fourth to sixth floors of true qi belong to the second army, wearing black clothes, and above the seventh floor, the first army wears red clothes.

This is a symbol of identity, which represents his attention and a place in the division. He Huan used to be the most hoped to wear this red dress, but somehow, he finally got it and put it on, but he didn't feel so happy.

Looking at the bright red color, it seemed as if it had been dyed with fresh xue, which reminded him of the scene of the tribes of the tribe at the top of Douxianling Peak.

The reason why Green Forest Town is called this is because green forests are everywhere here. He Huan went to the back mountain to practice again this day, and the journey was unobstructed, and a few points rose in his heart.

lonely.

In the past, those same tribesmen who often bullied him with some ability did not appear again. In this tribe, the si of Si was injured.

I originally thought that I must find an opportunity to beat them up and relieve the previous bullying anger, but now there is no need, and I even feel a little regret for them.

After practicing alone for half an hour, he sat cross-legged in a bamboo forest for a short rest. At this time, a light spot lit up at the center of his eyebrows, and a wisp of blue smoke floated out, condensed into the shape of a little man in the air.

"Little guy, I helped you win the ring match. You're fine, don't even have a word of thanks. See if I'll help you next time."

The Qingyan villain was only the size of a palm, and looked like a handsome young man, exuding a sense of spiritual energy. If he were a real person, he would be elegant.

But He Huan just looked at him with a slant, with a little hostility in his eyes and he didn't say angrily;

"What did you help me? Who was going to destroy my soul and take over my body as soon as I came up, and now I am still looking for credit with a shame?"

The Qingyan man grinned and smiled awkwardly, and said, "Isn't this not done that? And it's been more than half a year. How can every child hold revenge for so long?"

He Huan glared at him and said in a strange way: "I didn't do that? Didn't you succeed?"

This time, the little man Qingyan became even more embarrassed. He coughed twice and deliberately changed the topic;

"Hey, you have been practicing very fast recently. I feel like you have vaguely shown signs of breaking through to the ninth level of true qi."

He Huan glanced at him again, dragged his long voice and said reluctantly: "Yes, yes, yes, thank you for your blessing. I couldn't take over my body and instead rushed out my dantian stagnation, and the two meridians were all open. Only then can I practice in the True Qi Realm quickly."

The Qingyan Man suddenly became proud again and smiled and said, "Look, you have to admit it yourself. My appearance is still of great benefit to you, be content."

He Huan's lips twitched for a moment, showing a smile-like expression; "Old Guy Mu, don't be bored by yourself!"
Chapter completed!