"From today, I will exempt your clan from autumn hunting!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, tears instantly burst out from his eyes. He knelt down and walked to He Luotu, half-believing and half-doubting: "Sir He Luotu, what you said is true!"

"Of course it's true. Could it be that I'll lie to you?" Although He Luotu was respectful in front of Zheng Ming, he was full of arrogance at this moment.

"Thank you, Lord He Luotu, thank you, Lord He Luotu!" The middle-aged man was so excited that he shouted to the people around him as if he was crazy: "Our autumn hunting is exempted! Our autumn hunting is exempt!"

"Old Lord He Luotu spoke, saying that our autumn hunt was exempted!"

Almost at the moment when the middle-aged man was yelling, the quiet surroundings boiled again, but this time, it was not laughter, but crying.

Excited crying!

This cry is the joy of the disaster passing, the joy of the end of suffering, and the outbreak that has been suppressed in my heart.

Looking at the ecstatic crowd, Zheng Ming felt relieved. At this moment, he felt that the earth was so intimate.

"Sir, are all autumn hunting exemptions?" After cheering, the middle-aged man asked at He Luotu.

He Luotu is not a smart person, but at this moment, he still said with a tense face: "For exemption from you, just be happy, there is no way to worry about so many things."

"Just go back and tell you the Chief of the Great Commander!"

The middle-aged man's face was suddenly covered with clouds. He looked at Zheng Ming, then looked at He Luotu, and finally gritted his teeth, and asked in a deep voice: "Is it true that if we don't go, the other tribes in our large tribe will have enough people like us?"

This question changed He Luotu's expression. He originally wanted to scold the middle-aged man, but when he saw Zheng Ming's serious gaze, he finally nodded heavily.

"Sir, no one can spare the entire Qiushou!"

Zheng Ming looked at He Luotu and said quietly: "Tell me why, this Qiu Shou cannot be exempted?"

He Luotu opened his mouth, but was a little speechless. At this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly waved, "Listen to me!"

"Lord He Luotu has exempted the autumn hunting of our Red Citrine Tribe, but other brother tribes will go on our behalf. They have already paid the price they should pay in the previous autumn hunting!"

"We can't let them die for us, right?"

The laughter just now suddenly became quiet again. Everyone was looking at the middle-aged man at this moment, and all kinds of emotions flashed in their eyes.

"The patriarch is right. Our Red Tu tribe is all heroes. We cannot let those brother tribes die for us!"

"We Red Clay Tribe, there are no one who is afraid of death!"

"Qiushou, we will not retreat. We are not cowards. We must not let others die for us!"

The shouts of shouts echoed everywhere for a moment, and He Luotu's face became a little ugly.

"He Luotu, send my order and say Qiu Shu cancelled!" Zheng Ming looked at He Luotu and said without doubt.

"Sir, Qiu Shou cannot be cancelled. He was one of the conditions that the Demon Lord fought hard for 100 days and won us a clan." He Luotu was like a rock's eyes, with tears flashing.

The conditions that the Demon Lord won? A trace of doubt flashed in Zheng Ming's eyes, and his heart beat rapidly, as if telling Zheng Ming that this matter was really done by the Demon Lord.

"What conditions?" Zheng Ming's words were filled with a hint of indifference.

"It's only one billion." He Luotu said this and said in a hoarse voice: "The conditions proposed by Emperor Wu and some powerful men after attacking Demon Rongzhou and fighting with the Demon King for a hundred days."

"The Demon Lord agreed. At that time, my Demon Rong clan had only a population of more than 500 million, because most of the men died in battle with the Demon Lord."

"But with the recovery of the major tribes, we have more and more people. In order not to break the agreement of Lord Demon Lord, the main priests made Qiu Shou's decision."

After listening to He Luotu quietly, Zheng Ming said slowly: "The priests you told you for me that Qiushou will not be carried out."

"I'll take care of anything!"

The moment he said this, a hint of brightness appeared in Zheng Ming's eyes. At this moment, he felt that his mind had been purified.

After the Saint Card was blown up by him, Zheng Ming himself was a little timid because of the pursuit of the Golden Lotus Great Saint. For example, if Kong Xuan’s hero card is not used, he would not use it, such as choosing the so-called rationality in some things.

Reason is very important, but if you are blindly afraid of one's head and one's heart, how can you get the heart of martial arts?

This time, he had made up his mind to suppress him if someone stopped his decision, no matter who it was!

"Sir, please think twice!" Looking at Zheng Ming with a firm look, He Luotu's eyes flashed with excitement.

At this moment, he felt that Zheng Ming was the most perfect descendant of the Demon Lord in his heart. No, he should be the one who replaced the Demon Lord.

“Yes, Lord!”

He Luotu agreed to the promise and quickly took out a letter talisman from his hand, and then began to convey Zheng Ming's orders.

The middle-aged man, as the patriarch, looked at Zheng Ming in a daze at this moment. Originally, he thought that this was a foreign boy who accidentally traveled to Morongzhou.

However, with the appearance of He Luotu, he felt that this young man might be a genius disciple of a sect outside, but at this moment, in his eyes, the young man was like the guardian of their entire tribe and the entire Demon Rong.

"If the adults can exempt Qiu Shou from it, we will be grateful!"

In addition to the patriarch, there were many people who knelt down devoutly. They all knelt in front of Zheng Ming, all of whom were excited in their eyes.

Zheng Ming waved his sleeves and lifted these people up. He didn't speak, but just pinched the little girl's face and said: "Be with your parents, brother assures you that there will be no Qiu Shou in the whole Morong!"

The little girl listened to Zheng Ming's words in a vague way, but at this moment, she still smiled brightly.

Because, in Zheng Ming's words, there is a saying that touches the little girl's heart, that is, be with your parents well.

"He Luotu, you are so brave. You dare to issue laws randomly. Do you know what crime you have committed!" Just as Zheng Ming and the others were about to leave, a pair of black winged tigers flew straight over.

This time, sitting in front was a handsome man, wearing a silver armor that was rare in the Demon Rong clan, and his whole body was like a god.

The black giant tiger roared with his words, which made the four fields tremble even more.

When He Luotu saw the visitor, his face changed for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, Zheng Ming's eyes flashed and he said, "Noisy!"

Accompanied by this words, a red divine monument fell down from Zheng Ming's head. The divine monument was thousands of feet high, and the red divine chains around it were filled with endless pressure, like a mountain, slowly pressing down.

Under this invisible pressure, the flying black giant tigers fell directly to the ground.

As for those who were stepping on the giant tiger, they all wanted to urge their power to fly from the black giant tiger, but unfortunately, under the suppression of this divine monument, they knelt on the ground one by one.

"Dear priests, Zheng Ming asked He Luotu to issue an order, saying that the major tribes would no longer have to pay attention to Qiu Shou!" A middle-aged man kneeling on the ground reported with panic in his voice.

The four of Luoyue Priests were all sitting high on their seats, and their faces were also very serious.

Luoyue's sacrifice face was like Hanbing. He waved his sleeves and said, "For such a childish thing, you will pass on the order of my temple and say that you will remove He Luotu from his post. As for that order, no one needs to pay attention to it!"

Among the four main priests, although there has never been any distinction between strength and weakness, the main priest with the lion's mouth and wide nose has always been the leader of the Luoyue Lord, and the main priest of the Luoyue Lord, compared with other priests, is more intelligent, so the four main priests have begun to be headed by the Luoyue Lord.

"The Lord of Luoyue, I'm afraid this is not good!" The Lord of Luoyue asked softly.

This person has a normal appearance and a little thinner figure. But the moment he spoke, a trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the Luoyue Priest.

"Master Xuyang, are you going to speak for our enemies?"

The one who spoke was not Luo Yue's main priest, but the tall and white-haired old man, with anger in his voice.

The moment the sound sounded, the vibrating void trembled.

"Everyone, Zheng Ming is not our enemy now. Even the Supreme Master has confirmed that he is the successor chosen by the Great Lord himself." The man with an ordinary appearance still had a calm voice, but had an invisible power.

"But he is the four-way divine marquis personally named by the dog emperor of the Purple Bird Dynasty. He must have had a conspiracy when he came to our Demon Rongzhou." The white-haired priest said this, his voice became stronger and stronger: "We will never allow him to become the descendant of the Great Lord."

"You two should stop arguing anymore. Whether Zheng Ming can become the successor designated by the Lord of the Lord is determined by the Lord of the Lord."

The Luoyue Priest slowly stood up, and he said without any doubt: "But, Qiuju must be carried out as usual!"

"The Demon Rong is less than one billion. This is the agreement between the supreme king and the supreme existence. If we break this agreement"

"I'm afraid the entire Demon Rongzhou will be destroyed! In that case, who will bear the consequences?"

As soon as the Lord Luoyue Saint finished speaking, a figure appeared in the temple's hall. The figure was a little thin, but his appearance made the entire temple roar continuously at this moment.
Chapter completed!