"Saint! If you allow these outsiders to enter Stele Forest, wouldn't it mean that the blood of the foreign races is stained and stained our Monster Clan holy land!"
Following the sound, it turned out that it was the Pulse Master who had murderous intent in his eyes just now. Yun Zimo was a little confused. He hadn't offended him, had he?
Yun Zimo remember, this person is the pulse master of the Night Moon Dog lineage?
Although I don't know too much about the Monster Clan's past, I recently looked through the Monster Clan's teaching materials and found that Yun Zimo also knows a little about the Monster Clan's past., this Night Moon Dog lineage is not the legacy of the distant Gu Yao clan that followed Monster Emperor, but a small Warcraft clan that independently joined Monster Clan in the past hundred years.
He has also heard some gossip through small means. It seems that this vein leader has always had other thoughts about this long-widowed saint...
Speaking of which, they still have some kinship with the Gale Wolfs on the grassland, and they don't know what happened to them after the Yun Yue took away their century-old collection. If they can restrain themselves from harming those tribes, that can be considered a merit...
"Mr. Yun? Mr. Yun?"
Hu Qing Seeing the light escaping from Yun Zimo's eyes, he couldn't help but call out softly, why is Mr. Yun so distracted again?
And the Night Moon Dog pulse master was even more furious. The damn human race really didn't take him seriously!
"Brother!"
A voice exploded in Yun Zimo's mind, and he suddenly came back to his senses. Only then did he realize that he couldn't help but have random thoughts again. He glanced at Yun Yue on the left, who looked calm, and looked away all the weird looks from everyone. Yun Zimo apologized and bowed his head in embarrassment.
"Sorry..."
Yun Zimo, who came back to his senses, composed his mind, then raised his head and said seriously.
"Please forgive me for disagreeing with what the dog owner said..."
Defiled bloodline? Yun Zimo remember, if in my hometown, bloodline is usually used to describe those pets...
The Dou Di era has passed almost ten thousand years, and you are still thinking about your so-called noble bloodline. To put it bluntly, there are only seven Emperor Clans passed down in ancient times. What are these guys who can only survive so proud of?!
In the eyes of Night Moon Dog pulse master, Yun Zimo's eyes were full of disdain, as if he was scornful of his own words, or even despised?
If Yun Zimo could hear the dog owner's inner monologue, he would definitely nod his head in the affirmative.
That's right, it's contempt!
"... The years give time to civilization, and time gives time back to civilization. If it is purely based on the so-called blood inheritance, then the most powerful race today should be Union Ape, who likes to have sex the most..."
"If you just stick to your limitations, Monster Clan, it's better to die..."
"...?!"
"Shut up, Shuzi!"
"How dare a yellow-mouthed kid speak such arrogant words!"
"Kick him out!"
"..."
Yun Zimo's deliberate words were like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, and sure enough, it caused an uproar in the conference room.
After just a moment of silence, the pulse masters began to scold one after another, and some even wanted to get up and take action. However, because Hu Qing was in front, they resisted the urge to take action and just stared angrily at Yun Zimo, who looked calm.
Hu Qing, who originally wanted to investigate him, also looked stunned at this moment. Is this kid so tough?
During the month when Monster Clan was stranded due to his physical condition, Yun Zimo worked part-time as a lecturer on ethnic studies at the Monster Clan during his free time. He became one of the most popular lecturers with his amiable attitude and handsome appearance.
Hu Qing thought he was just a nice gentleman who looked gentle, but he didn't expect that his words were so, well, sharp!
"Mr. Yun's words are quite interesting, but if it weren't for blood, where would the thousands of ethnic groups on the mainland come from..."
The young man in black clothes who had been silent on the left side of Hu Qing suddenly laughed softly. After he opened his mouth, most of the pulse masters remained silent. Their eyes looking at the young man also showed traces of fear and fear. Only Night Moon Dog master Ye Quan had a hint of joy in his eyes.
There is a Monster Clan veteran who wants to enter Monster Inscription Stele Forest? I haven't entered Monster Inscription Stele Forest for decades, why do you?!
"Ying Zun!"
Yun Zimo saluted the young man in black clothes. This is the master of the Sky-Splitting Eagle lineage who is responsible for the Monster Clan law. He is also one of the strongest combatants of the Monster Clan today.
"That's wrong! Looking at the continent for thousands of years, except for those Emperor Clan who are aloof and incompetent in the mortal world, which race today can survive solely by blood? Moreover, aren't most of those Emperor Clan also perished..."
However, although Yun Zimo talks eloquently here, it is undeniable that those races that blindly cast a wide net to preserve blood will never be exterminated, right...
Ying Kong just listened quietly and did not answer. He chuckled in his heart when he heard Yun Zimo use racial civilization as an example.
This kid is quite good at substituting concepts, but there is still some truth to it, and...
"Holy girl, letting this kid enter Stele Forest is not an insult to the ancestors..."
"Your proposal is approved..."
Ying Zun chuckled softly to Hu Qing. At this time, Hou Zun, who had just arrived just in time, also echoed. Mo Zun remained silent. The three great masters just agreed to what they had already decided.
"Ying Zun!"
Ye Quan, who was originally the old god, was shocked. How could this be possible?
Ying Zun actually agreed to allow a human race to join Stele Forest! The saint lost her mind and went crazy, how could he...
"Huh?"
Ying Zun's eyes were filled with golden threads, and his handsome face with sharp edges showed a smile and said gently. A powerful aura slowly spread, and everyone felt great pressure.
"Do you have any opinions?"
"No... no..."
Ye Quan felt a shiver in his heart, and his face that was originally red with shock quickly squeezed out a smile, but this forced look looked quite funny.
"Heh..."
Ying Zun nodded slightly. A small speculative clan that took advantage of the Monster Clan's death to make a fortune. Do you really think that you didn't see those little tricks in the clan?
Although I don't have a good impression of foreigners due to some things, but with Monster Saint's life on my side and the saint as my guarantee, maybe I can give it a try...
"..."
After a set of combo punches, Yun Zimo was confused and muffled about what he wanted to say. He looked around the audience in a daze, and finally blinked without saying anything more.
One month ago in Yaoming Tower
"Saint, let them enter Stele Forest, is this..."
Ying Zun's sword-like eyebrows trembled slightly, and his three-dimensional facial features changed unconsciously. Regarding the saint's proposal, he did not think it was a good decision.
"I don't think there's any problem."
Honored Hou said with a smile, and then took out a long gun. As Dou Qi was running, dots of white sparks loomed.
"Bone Spirit Cold Flame?!"
Three surprised voices sounded at the same time,
"That boy took this out. Look at the quality. It's probably made by Feng Xian for Yao Chen. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Hou Zun gently held the spear, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
"Is it true that he is not dead yet?"
Mo Zun frowned slightly. The relationship between him and Yao Chen back then was not very beautiful, even though so many years have passed, the past has long gone with the wind.
"Cousin-in-law..."
Hu Qing sighed softly in his heart, this Monster Clan consort never asked Monster Clan for help until his death...
"Would you like to stop observing? How about January?"
Mo Zun stood up to smooth things over and proposed a compromise solution.
"Yes!"