Chapter 147 Watch carefully

Ling Qing looked at Mo Jiuwei and clearly saw the seriousness in her eyes.

This is not just a casual question.

"Why not?" he whispered, already moving.

"Chief!"

The tribesmen behind him were very worried, but they were powerless to stop him.

Mo Jiuwei was held in Ling Qing's arms, but her eyes were only looking at Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan stood there, frowning, looking a little doubtful.

He and Lingqing are completely two different types. Lingqing is like the clear springs in the mountains and the pines and cypresses in the forests, while Fengyuan is like a tiger or a huge rock.

He has a strong physique, and his hard muscles can be seen even through his clothes, which seems to hide infinite explosive power.

Ling Qing walked calmly and confidently across the scorched earth, then stood not too far from Feng Yuan.

Mo Jiuwei was looking at Feng Yuan when she felt Ling Qing's arms around her body. She was so completely protected in his arms that she almost couldn't see.

After blinking her eyes, she realized that Ling Qing was using his body to protect her.

"Spiritual fire, where does it come from?" Mo Jiuwei asked.

Feng Yuan pursed his lips, "What force are you from? I'm kindly reminding you that other tribes should not interfere in the affairs of our two tribes, otherwise, with your cultivation level, you are no match for us."

If the fire had not automatically retreated and disappeared, which was too strange, Feng Yuan would definitely not ask in a nice way, but would have taken direct action.

But now he couldn't see the background of these people, and didn't know whether there were any forces behind them that he couldn't afford to offend, so he could only be patient and find out.

"Even if you don't tell me, I know it." Mo Jiuwei glanced at him, and her voice sounded like a faint sigh.

[The Wind Chasers are not good people. It may be right to bully the weak, but it is too much to not treat people as human beings.]

[If you want to kill the Divine Gods, just kill them. You could have killed them quickly, but you chose to use fire, which is the method that the Divine Gods fear the most.]

[In that case, I will give him a taste of his own medicine, so don't blame me. ]

This glance made Feng Yuan shudder all over. He felt a dangerous feeling of being stared at coldly, which almost made his hair stand on end!

He hadn't felt this way for a long time, but what he couldn't understand was that this feeling was brought about by a doll.

Could it be that she has some powerful magical weapon, or some other powerful weapon?

"Ling Qing." Mo Jiuwei suddenly said, "Watch carefully."

What are you looking at?

Ling Qing was about to ask, but saw that Mo Jiuwei's eyes were dark, and there was no smile or sweet smile belonging to a child on her face anymore, only coldness and ruthlessness -

She was looking at Feng Yuan!

Feng Yuan's body shook, and he became dazed, looking at Mo Jiuwei with a straight and unfocused gaze.

"Call your people over." Mo Jiuwei opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

When everyone was a little confused, Feng Yuan suddenly ordered: "Everyone, gather together."

"yes!"

The people of the Wind Chasing Tribe had been feeling very frustrated for a long time. Seeing that the Divine God Tribe was almost wiped out, something unexpected happened and they stopped.

Now, the boss finally spoke. Although his tone seemed a little strange and his voice was flat, everyone still responded excitedly.

The scattered members of the Wind Chasing Tribe gathered together, not noticing that Feng Yuan's figure standing there was rather stiff.

But Lingqing discovered it.

Ever since Mo Jiuwei opened her mouth silently, he noticed that Feng Yuan's body shook, and then his whole temperament changed subtly.

He stared at Feng Yuan in amazement, wondering where this sudden change came from.

There were a total of thirty-six people from the Wind Chasing Tribe, and they all stood behind Feng Yuan, ready to take orders at any time.

"Very good, everyone is here, we can start."

The darkness in Mo Jiuwei's eyes faded away, and a smile appeared on her cheek.

Then she raised her hand, and there was a wisp of black mist lingering on her fingertips, which was imperceptible at night, like a nimble little snake climbing on a vine.

"Go ahead."

Mo Jiuwei flicked her fingertips and the little snake shot out, landing on Feng Yuan's body first.

"ah--"

Feng Yuan had just come out of the indescribable state of losing control of his body. Before he could react to what was happening, he felt a sharp pain and burning sensation.

The pain started in the skin and flesh, but after a while it seemed to penetrate into his bones, causing him so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to scream.

The fire spread from his body to the grass, and then to the bodies of his subordinates. In an instant, the entire Wind Chasing Clan was bathed in black fog, and only the scorching heat told everyone what they were.

Ling Qing was so shocked that he took a step back, "Is this... spiritual fire?"

He was closest to it and felt that the temperature of this heat wave was no less than that felt by their Divine Clan just now.

This strange black fire, and the inexplicable retreat of the fire just now, only left one answer!

This must be a spiritual fire!

"Yes, spiritual fire."

Mo Jiuwei thought of something, looked at the person standing at the back of the Wind Chasing Clan, and raised her chin.

One person must be left alive.

The fire on that man was the smallest because he was standing the farthest back.

With Mo Jiuwei's action, the fire on his body suddenly disappeared. He breathed deeply as if he had been saved. Then the pain in his body distorted his facial features.

The people of the Bu Shen tribe looked at this scene in astonishment.

They were not standing very close, but that did not prevent them from seeing clearly what was happening here.

A group of people standing together, burning with boiling fire, a crowd of pain and fear...

Isn't this exactly the same as what they, the Divine Clan, experienced just now?

Except that the Bu Shen people didn't really experience the fire!

The tribesmen understood it, and Ling Qing also understood it.

He suddenly looked at Mo Jiuwei, his eyes sparkling with shock——

What the Wind Chasers did to their Diviners, this little girl did to them!

No wonder she reminded them to "watch carefully".

"This is war. Either you die or I live. There is no escape." Although Mo Jiuwei is small, she looks very mature when she said this. "You are not strong enough to protect your people, Chief Lingqing."

Ling Qing fell into silence.

"You, lead the way." Mo Jiuwei pointed at the only surviving male cultivator of the Wind Chasing Clan.

"Take, where to take you?" the man asked, trembling all over and with a pale face. The look he gave her was more like looking at a little monster, full of fear.

"Of course, we're going to...your Wind Chasing Tribe." Mo Jiuwei smiled.

A moment later, the two flying boats were flying in the night sky, heading straight for the Wind Chasing Tribe.

The flying boat fell into an eerie silence.

The Bu Shen tribe had experienced too many ups and downs tonight. Now they haven't recovered yet and are in a daze, unable to speak at all.