The food for a year has brought nearly a thousand animals of all sizes, and a large number of small animals in Xue Meiniang South District, with over 10,000 small creatures, snakes, insects, rats and ants.

Taozhaide's face was full of depression and hardship, and he was worried about what to do with the food for this year.

But what's the use of worrying anymore? Now, the only thing he can do is to keep himself in a gentle tone and say-

"The dead should appear at my conference. That...those dead people are also considered part of the ingredients provided to you, okay?"

When they heard that they could eat people, these animals, especially some of whom were usually bullied by humans, were cheering. It seemed that they were all ecstatic about this upcoming human meat feast!

But of course, in addition to humans fighting each other to death, Taozhaide still asked these animals not to actively attack the human race. He did not want the conference he held to become a killing feast for these animals.

Then……

"Um...um...um..."

Tao Zhaide sat in front of the table, holding a pen in his hand, looking very uncomfortable.

In front of him, there were a large sheet of rice paper and pen and ink on the table. Around the rice paper and pen and ink, many birds were all surrounded, as if they were waiting anxiously.

"I said! Didn't you ask us to send a letter for you? Then hurry up! Why haven't you decided yet?"

Little Yellow Bird - Sharp-mouthed. Although this little thing looks small, it belongs to the "Yi" and other thought power owner on Xue Meiniang Mountain. To be honest, Tao Zhaide was really surprised when he first learned that this little thing was actually of the same level as the big reindeer.

Taozhaide held it in a while, turned his head and said to Xiao Xieer next to him, "Xiao Xieer, what do you think I should write? My handwriting is very bad and ugly. Will people be treated as a joke after writing it like this?"

Xiao Xie'er squinted her red right eye and looked a little bored. When Taozhaide asked her, the birds staying on the table, on the ground, on all sides, and on other furniture next to her also turned their heads to look at her, as if she had suddenly become the center point for everyone.

Xiao Xie'er sighed, hooked her hands, took the brush, put the paper on, and said-

"Anyway, you want to write a decent and decent letter, right? That's it, you'll say the general meaning. I'll write it. It won't be bothering me."

Taozhaide smiled and nodded. After a little brewing, he spoke-

"Well... Hello everyone, my name is Taozhaide, that. I live on a very high mountain called Xue Meiniang Daxue Mountain. Because I heard that the Tiandi Sect and the Tianluo Sect were going to have a group fight recently, but I couldn't find a suitable place to fight, so I think. Maybe you can come to me to fight."

"I have prepared some melon seeds, fruits, refreshments and so on here. You can have people watch it while fighting. I think this idea is very good!"

"So, if you still haven't decided where to fight, you might as well come to Xue Meiniang's South District on February 15th a month later. I will prepare it here, please be sure to come!"

After saying such a lot of words, Tao Zhaide touched the back of his head and laughed.

Xiao Xie'er raised her head and said, "It's over?"

Taozhaide nodded: "It's over."

The girl exhaled and said, "What is the final signature? If you invite it in a private capacity, you may not be able to invite anyone. Think about it, what is the name of the sect you are going to establish? It is best to give it a louder point, so that you can feel domineering at first glance."

Taozhaide frowned and said, "Then... what do you think of the name xxx?"

Xiao Xie'er nodded and signed the name behind.

Afterwards, she stuffed the letter into the envelope and placed it in front of Tao Zhaide, and continued: "Since you founded the sect, you need a seal. Think of a seal yourself and then print it on the envelope. By the way, do you have any sealing wax?"

Xiao Xie'er stood up and prepared to go to the storage room to find printing wax.

However, Taozhaide did not have so much waiting time. He didn't think about the emblem of his sect for long. When he turned his head and saw the increasingly snowflake mark on the arm of Xiao Qiufu beside him, he nodded and smiled. He followed his palm and pressed it directly on the envelope...

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He, the leader of the Tianluo Sect, is respectful to you:

Since the founding of this sect, I have always been well-known for the name of the sect and admired it from afar. The ingenious disciple Tao dared to use the pity of heaven and earth to create a school. He admired the sect for a long time, but the mountains are high and the road is far away, and he has never visited him to pay his respects to him.

This school was founded on the top of the mainland, in a cold and icy place. A poet was elegant and gave his name to his boudoir - Xue Meiniang.

Now I heard that there are many suspicions between the sect and the Tiandi Sect and the Tianluo Sect. The disciples are worried, unable to eat, unable to sleep at night, and their worries are beyond words.

However, this sect has no right to interfere in matters of the sect. It only hopes that the sect can discuss with the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect of the sect and the sect have been sat down and talked for a long time, and has eliminated the misunderstandings and prevented the world from being in chaos and being blessed by the traitor.

Not talented, the disciples are located in thousands of acres, and there are thousands of beautiful houses and buildings. They prepare warm furs and hot wine, and the sound of orioles and swallows dance, just to get good from it, so as not to hurt the harmony between the two factions. I wonder if the noble faction is willing to admire the face, so that they can visit the despise on the night of February to allow their disciples to fulfill their friendship as the landlord?

At that time, if the leader is dying, you can invite your fellow church members to visit the despise, and I will entertain you and sweep the bed to welcome you.

However, I also asked the leader for advice. This sect has no intention of hurting others' lives. While visiting each other, my friends beg him to watch safely and bear a testimony. Don't intervene in the dispute between your sect and the Tiandi Sect/Tianluo Sect to avoid others' rumors. The despise has thanked me here.

The Palace Master of Guanghan Palace, Tao Zhaide, written by himself.

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In the next three days, many birds rose from Xue Meiniang, crossed the mountains, and flew towards the two corners of the Wuming Continent.

These birds are as human as they are, and they will always fly well into the hands of the parties involved. Hundreds of letters float to the destination like snowflakes, and finally reach the hands of the recipient, and then fly back.

The one that seals the envelope is a real snowflake. Even if it is a hot place, the person who disassembles the letter needs to peel off the entire snowflake before he can see the content inside.

Now, the letter was pinched in the hands of a middle-aged man who was only in his forties or fifties. He had a small goatee, and after reading it, he placed the letters next to him.

"What do you think about this?"

Sitting down and standing were five men on the left and right, wearing blue and purple robes. After they looked around, one of them said, "Master, I have never heard of this so-called Guanghan Palace. Moreover, its name is taken from the place where the fairy of the Moon Palace lives in the ancient legend, and its reality is really indescribable."

Another guardian also came out and said, "Muslim Master, although this sect is indeed unheard of, and the name of the sect is suspected of being plagiarized. However, the sect master, the ink as the envelope, is really extraordinary. It turns out to be a real ice. Just imagine that this letter has not melted through the mainland without a surname, which is enough to show that the person who made this seal has great power. To put it all in a joke, I don't think so."

The leader of the Tianluo Sect—Where is it?

The middle-aged man's temples were a little white, and his eyes were filled with shrillness and coldness.

Next to him was a blood-stained fan. After thinking for a while, the man reached out and gently touched the fan that seemed a little bit ragged.
Chapter completed!