"It's getting dark... Let's not talk about it. Meng Hao, you are in big trouble this time. The Yuntian tribe has sent a war clan to kill you. Because of the incident of the Five Poisons Division back then, there are also demon spirits.

"Zhou Dekun glanced at the sky, frowned and spoke.

After hearing the words "Yuntian Dabu", Meng Hao's eyes flashed with coldness and he said nothing.

"Fortunately, I am leading the team this time. Don't worry about this. My junior brother will not suffer any loss here." Zhou Dekun patted his chest. He was not young anymore. Although there were twists and turns, life was extremely nourishing. At this moment

He looks much younger.

"How many more concubines have you married?" Meng Hao said with a smile.

"Not too much, not too much, I just accepted the eighth place last month." Zhou Dekun's face glowed red, and then he coughed a few words.

"Don't talk about this, just like this, junior brother, you and I are acting..." Zhou Dekun said, lowering his head and talking to Meng Hao. Meng Hao's eyes widened and he smiled bitterly.

"Is this... okay?" Meng Hao hesitated for a moment.

"It's okay, just listen to senior brother!" Zhou Dekun looked serious. Meng Hao thought for a moment and could only nod.

After a while...

"It turns out that you are the Wushen tribe and even the entire northern West Desert. You have crushed thousands of tribes along the way and have risen to become the strongest person in the northern West Desert that is feared by most!

I admire you, that's all. If there is a war between the two sides, there will be casualties. I, Zhou Dekun, don't want to see bloodshed. And if I have the word "virtue" in my name, then I will convince others with my virtue!

I will give you ten years. In these ten years, I, Zhou Dekun, will convince you with my virtue!" Zhou Dekun roared, and the sound spread in all directions and fell into the ears of the tribesmen on both sides in the air. The Wushen tribe was better, and Zhan Dekun was better.

Everyone there was stunned.

Although they didn't know Zhou Dekun very well, they were in a large department after all, and they had heard some rumors. No matter how they looked at it, Zhou Dekun didn't look like someone who convinced others with his virtue.

The Lord of the Zhan Clan and the High Priest opened their eyes wide and were completely stunned, not knowing what Zhou Dekun was doing this week.

At the same time, the figures of Zhou Dekun and Meng Hao roared from the sky and dispersed. Meng Hao suppressed the awkwardness in his heart and raised his fist towards Zhou Dekun in mid-air.

"It turns out that you are Master Zhou Dekun, who is famous in most parts of Yuntian, has invincible alchemy, and even has concubines from all over the world. I admire you and am willing to take a gamble with you. Let's see how you convince people with your virtue for ten years."

The more Meng Hao talked, the more awkward he felt. He smiled bitterly inwardly, coughed dryly, and returned to the boat.

When his words came out, the people of the Wushen Tribe all opened their eyes wide. Looking at their totem Saint Ancestor, those words made them feel extremely surprised. Under their influence, the Saint Ancestor was a murderer.

How could the blinking Lord speak like this?

"Okay!" Zhou Dekun stood on the black sword with high spirits, flicked his sleeves, and spoke decisively.

"It's a pity that there must be a winner between you and me. Otherwise, we should have a good time over wine and chat, and we will become lifelong friends..." Zhou Dekun looked very sorry, his expression full of emotion.

"I admire you. Since you want to see how to convince people with virtue, then this is it. You leave first, and I will catch up after three days. This is my sincerity and the first step in persuading people with virtue." Zhou Dekun said proudly.

At this moment, the expression of the Zhan clan chief next to him immediately changed.

"Master Zhou, this is unacceptable. Once we let them leave, where will we find them in three days?"

"You want to stop me from convincing others with virtue!" Zhou Dekun's eyes widened.

Meng Hao coughed dryly, glanced at Zhou Dekun strangely, and quickly recalled the lines Zhou Dekun told him before. But after thinking for a long time, he really couldn't say it out, so he coughed again, stopped talking, and urged the boats of the Crow God Tribe.

, roaring straight into the distance.

"Master Zhou!!" The clan leader of the Zhan clan looked anxious, watching the Wushen tribe go away, but Zhou Dekun still looked proud and stood there unhurriedly, not allowing the Zhan clan to pursue them.

"We must have confidence in Yuntian Department, and we must convince people with virtue!" Zhou Dekun felt a little regretful in his heart, and he was going to say a few more words after Meng Hao finished speaking his lines.

"But the mission we received is to kill this tribe..." The war clan's high priest was also furious and spoke quickly from the side.

"Don't you have confidence in most of Yuntian? Do you have no confidence in me? Hmm?" Zhou Dekun said seriously. Regardless of his identity or status, he is higher than everyone here, especially the military governor. If the Zhan clan leader goes out without authorization, once

If Zhou Dekun reports it, the entire Zhan clan will be implicated.

In one sentence, the war clan chief and the high priest were left speechless. Just like that, it lasted for three days. After three days, the three black swords roared away.

A few days later, when these three black swords launched at full speed regardless of all odds and caught up with Meng Hao again, Zhou Dekun roared.

"We meet again, Wushen tribe, do you accept it?"

The Wushen tribe immediately showed its evil spirit and felt that war was about to break out again.

The same is true for the War Clan. They have been holding back their anger for a long time, and their murderous intent is overwhelming at this moment.

Meng Hao smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and then slowly spoke as Zhou Dekun had agreed.

"I'm not convinced..."

"Haha, that's what I guessed. If you accept it, I feel something is wrong. In this way, I will let you leave for seven days this time, and I will catch up after seven days. This is how you can convince people with virtue!" Zhou Dekun said proudly!

, Meng Hao turned around with a bitter smile, and immediately the boat went away in an instant.

The clan leader and the high priest of the Zhan clan were completely furious, and many clan members rushed out with low roars to stop him.

"Stop, you are trying to rebel against the clan!" Zhou Dekun shouted.

The roar was shocking, causing the war clan to stop. The clan leader and the high priest's eyes were red, and they turned around to stare at Zhou Dekun.

Zhou Dekun snorted coldly, raised his chin, as if you can stand up to me, and even lifted the corner of his clothes to deliberately reveal the elder token hanging on his body.

Don't suppress your anger, just keep your head down.

In this way, time passed slowly, and three months passed.

"Are you convinced?"

"Are you still dissatisfied?"

"Needless to say, I know it. If you still don't accept it, it doesn't matter..."

In the past three months, the Zhan tribe has caught up with them many times, but every time Zhou Dekun had a lot of excuses and reasons to let the Wushen tribe leave. Gradually, these three black swords, even if they came from most tribes, became like this

No matter how much it is consumed, it cannot be afforded. Gradually, the speed becomes slower and slower. It seems that before long, it will be so slow that it will no longer be able to catch up.

The Wushen tribe has gradually become accustomed to what has happened in the past three months. Every time the war tribe catches up, they all look curiously. They have already seen that the old man surnamed Zhou is a good person...

Especially once, it was clear that the Wushen tribe was attacked by several medium-sized tribes. At the critical moment, the Zhan tribe appeared. Zhou Dekun roared, saying that he wanted to surrender the Wushen tribe with virtue, forcing the Zhan tribe to fight.

He took action and vented his grievances over the past few months on those medium-sized tribes.

He cleared the road for the Wushen tribe, and because Zhou Dekun convinced people with his virtue, he did not want any loot, and allowed the Wushen tribe members to sweep around with strange eyes and roar away.

Until another month passed, when the clan chief and the high priest of the Zhan clan could no longer bear it, Zhou Dekun agreed to start the war, but it was not a large-scale war, but a single fight...

So, in the next few months, the tribes on both sides flew almost in front and back, and sometimes monks flew out from each side to fight alone in mid-air.

There are only two people fighting each time, never more...

Even if there is a life or death crisis, Zhou Dekun will immediately stop it...

Gradually, the Zhan Clan became numb. They had long seen that Zhou Dekun and Meng Hao knew each other, and their relationship was by no means an ordinary one. Even the Zhan Clan's patriarch and the chief priest had acquiesced in this matter.

They also wanted to understand that in terms of status and identity, they were not as good as Zhou Dekun. Since the other party was the military governor, Zhou Dekun would naturally bear all the responsibilities for this battle.

In this case, they were too lazy to continue fighting and simply obeyed no matter what Zhou Dekun said.

Especially at this moment, Zhou Dekun and Meng Hao didn't even feel the need to cover up. The two often set up tables in the air and sat there talking, laughing and drinking with each other, while the members of the two tribes also lazily talked to each other.

After thinking about it, everyone returned to the tribe.

Getting along peacefully...

What made the clan leader and the high priest even more speechless, and only smiled bitterly, was that the clansmen of both tribes actually became friends after these few months of contact, and even visited each other to talk about their cultivation experiences.

After all, these two tribes are both full of evil spirits and have experienced too many wars. They respect each other and regard each other as rivals. In addition, in addition to war, they are practicing. The peace of the past half a year is very difficult.

It's rare.

A piece of harmony...

Once they encountered an enemy, Zhou Dekun didn't even need to speak. The Zhan clan and the Wushen tribe immediately joined forces to fight. The Zhan clan clan chief and the high priest also figured out that since the mission had failed, they could simply sell it to Zhou Dekun. In this way,

Can form a good relationship in the main department.

In this way, time passed slowly. In the strange relationship between the War Clan and the Wushen Tribe, and the sometimes show-off fighting, the Wushen Tribe had crossed the center of the Southern Territory, and was not far from the edge of the south.

Already...

Until this day, three jade slips in a row, with the meaning of anger, all descended into the Zhan clan. The jade slips were sent from the Yuntian Lord's Department. They were full of doubts and anger. They even summoned the Zhan clan and Zhou Dekun.

Immediately return to the main part of Yuntian.

When the task of killing the Crow God Tribe was assigned to another affiliated tribe, Zhou Dekun sighed. He knew that he could only send Meng Hao here.

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Late update...I encountered a phone scammer again this morning. This time I changed my tactics. I won’t go into details. There are so many scammers now. Everyone must protect their personal information. Once it is leaked, scammers will cause disaster.
Chapter completed!