The Hei Miao Village, Zumiao Cave, inside, outside and outside, are arranged happily.

Today is the birthday of the Moon Worshiping Ancestor. In the Zumiao Cave, thousands of tables were placed to invite guests from all over the world.

Forty-nine Miaodongtou people appeared one after another, and they smiled and welcomed the visitors from all sides.

The monks who came to celebrate their birthday were obviously divided into two groups.

One of them showed that they were extremely close to Heimiao Village.

These people had a great time talking to Miao Dongtou people and had close relationships.

The other group of people looked cold and kept a distance from Miao Dongtou people.

The atmosphere seemed very strange, with extremely lively on one side and coldly watching on the other side.

When Yuntian led the senior monks of the Guide Army to appear in Zumiao Cave, this atmosphere reached its peak.

Nowadays, the beggar army is a well-known and overlord-level existence in the southern Xinjiang region.

Logically speaking, when Yuntian appears, the Miaodongtou people from Hei Miao Village should come forward immediately and greet him.

Unexpectedly, all the Miao Dongtou people present pretended to turn a blind eye and ignored the existence of Yuntian and others.

Yan Yujiao, who was following Yun Tian, ​​snorted coldly, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Brother Tian, ​​it seems that this Black Miao Village is planning to completely tear off the skin with our begging army. Even the superficial effort is too lazy to pretend!"

Yuntian didn't care, and smiled and said, "Hei Miao Village and our begging for death are now in the same situation as water and fire. Today's birthday party is a Hongmen banquet. They plan to completely wipe out us at the banquet. Why should we be as vain as we are now!"

Yan Yujiao snorted coldly and said angrily: "This black Miao village is really arrogant. They are so sure that they can completely wipe out our beggar army at the birthday party?"

You know, the beggar army has now swept across the entire southern Xinjiang region.

Except for Hei Miao Village, all the monk forces in the southern Xinjiang region were under the command of the Quidding Army.

Now, all these monk forces have arrived.

In Yan Yujiao's thoughts, with the order from their begging army, the Hei Miao Village would be completely submerged by endless monks.

Why should Hei Miao Village fight with the beggars to death?

Yuntian smiled and explained.

"Yujiao, some things are not as simple as the surface. Nowadays, the entire monks' forces in the southern Xinjiang region seem to be in the surface to our begging army, but it is really hard to say what the situation is."

As he said that, Yuntian pointed at a monk who had a great conversation with Miao Dongtou Ren.

"Yujiao, look, that is the leader of the Jindao Sect. A few days ago, their Jindao Sect swore to be loyal to our begging army forever. But now, their leader is in a relationship with the people from Heimiao Village."

The leader of the Golden Knife Sect found Yuntian and others and was looking at him.

Especially Yan Yujiao beside Yun Tian, ​​her eyes were extremely sharp.

The leader of the Jindao Gate was startled and smiled embarrassedly, not daring to talk and laugh with Miao Dongtou again. He quickly sat down, looking at his nose and his nose, keeping silent, and not saying a word.

The Miao Dongtou Man noticed the strangeness of the leader of the Jindao Sect. He stood up dissatisfiedly, turned around, and glanced at Yun Tian and others provocatively.

Yan Yujiao was furious and was about to take action immediately to give this Miaodongtou man a look.

In the end, Yuntian stopped her.

Now, Yan Yujiao finally understood.

Although the monks in the southern Xinjiang region basically all belong to the command of the Queti-killing Army, it is really hard to say how many sincere support and how many false flatteries there are.

This Black Miao Village storm is a demon-looking mirror that can see everyone's true faces.

Who is the true heart and who is the false will be known by a try.

Time passed quickly as everyone had their own ulterior motives.

Soon, three cannons and the birthday party officially began.

The Moon-Worshiping Ancestor slowly walked out surrounded by a group of Miaodongtou people.

He is very energetic and joyful today.

He sat in the main seat and accepted everyone's congratulations and blessings.

Waves of flattery words come like a tide.

The ancestor worshipped the moon and smiled and gave him one by one.

Soon, it was the turn of the senior executives of the Beggar Army to send gifts to the Moon-Worshiping Ancestor to celebrate his birthday.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became extremely subtle.

The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet and silent.

Everyone was staring at the top of the beggar army.

Everyone knows that the Hei Miao Village is the biggest stumbling block for the rise of the beggar army in the southern Xinjiang region.

Hei Miao Village also regards the beggar army as the enemy of life and death.

The two sides have reached the point of breaking up.

Today's birthday party will probably be decided.

I don’t know how this dispute will begin and end?

Everyone is here, wait and see!

Yun Tian had a faint smile on his face and led a group of senior leaders of the beggar army to slowly walk forward.

When they were a hundred steps away from the Moon Worshiping Ancestor, they were roughly stopped by a man with a thick and handsome face and beard.

"You guys, just stand here to celebrate your birthday. Don't be too close to my ancestor!"

Too arrogant and unreasonable!

The behavior of this Miao Dongtou man was simply slapping the senior executives of the beggar army in the face.

Yuntian smiled slightly, and didn't even look at the Miao Dongtou man, and continued to walk forward.

The man from Miao Dongtou was furious, his face wrinkled and roared.

"Hey, you barbarian, don't you understand human words? I'll let you stop!"

As he said that, he actually reached out and wanted to capture Yuntian.

At this moment, a palm stretched out from the slant and grabbed Miao Dongtou's arm.

"Where do the wild dogs come from? They bark here, it's really noisy!"

That palm was like casting copper and iron, and was indestructible.

He grabbed Miao Dongtou Man's arm, and Miao Dongtou Man couldn't even struggle.

At this time, Miao Dongtou Man was shocked and angry, and glared at the man fiercely.

"Who are you?"

I saw the owner of the palm of the hand, very young. He smiled and showed a row of neat white teeth.

"I, Lei Yun, is an ordinary fire-headed army in the Beggar Death Army. I usually like to beat dogs!"

As he said that, Lei Yun slapped him slowly.

His movements were not fast, and even seemed very slow.

However, the Miao Dongtou Man felt that the palm of his hand seemed to have wrapped the entire world in it.

He had no choice but to hide, no one to avoid!

Bang!

A crisp and loud sound sounded, and the Miao Dongtou man was thrust into the air and rotated 360 degrees, and then smashed hard to the ground.

He fell so hard that he almost died of anger.

shame!

A great shame and humiliation!

The Miao Dongtou Man who was lying on the ground was so embarrassed that he was so angry that he was so angry.

In public, he was a man from Miaodongtou, but was beaten into a pig's head by an unknown man in the beggar's death army.

If you don’t avenge this revenge, how can you be a human being in the future?

kill!

Kill him!

Miao Dongtou's face was shaking, and his eyes were full of resentful murderous aura.
Chapter completed!