Meng Bumi and the Saint were caught off guard. Unexpectedly, they overestimated themselves. They were very depressed and angry. Several elders became stubborn. Meng Bumi asked angrily: "Don't you four want the Monk tribe to have a future."
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"Class leader, what you said is wrong. We can say that we devoted ourselves to the Monk tribe until we die, and it is obvious to all of us in the tribe. Why don't we want the Monk tribe to become glorious?" An elder retorted unhappily.
"Class leader, we are not unreasonable, but giving up the throne to outsiders is not in line with the rules of our ancestors. Secondly, isn't Jiang Fan unable to solve the disaster of the Monk tribe now? And we are not familiar with him, how can we trust him?"
An elder questioned.
"Class leader, we understand and understand what you and the Saint mean, but giving in is useless. I admit that Jiang Fan is powerful, but now he has to hide. I will lead the rise of the Monk clan in the future. When will this be the future?
” The third elder stressed.
"Yes, how many years, more than ten years, hundreds of years, or after the Monk tribe declined, or even was annexed, it began to rise before it began to rise?" The fourth elder echoed, his tone of being a little rude.
Meng Bumi and the Saint were speechless for a moment. They couldn't explain this clearly. They were pondering how to deal with it. Suddenly, a guard appeared with a curtain and said, "Report to the patriarch, the envoy Mon asked to come in!"
"Captain, let him come in. I really want to see his true face!" One elder interrupted, and the other elders agreed. Meng Bumi and the Saint looked at each other and nodded in response.
The guard withdrew, Meng Bumi was worried and followed him out, blocking Jiang Fan, who was about to enter the house seven or eight meters away, and was embarrassed to meet him, and he reminded him worriedly: "Don't worry with the elders, they
If you don’t know you very much, be patient!”
"Be patient, I'll just talk about my principles. If you are stubborn to the end, and if you are irrational, just tell them to get out. You can watch from the side, and you don't need to worry about it!" Jiang Fan didn't have that good temper to a few old stubborn ones.
Sneered.
"Uh, you, don't be rude, they..." Meng Bumi immediately looked depressed and embarrassed, and hurriedly persuaded, but Jiang Fan was too lazy to listen. He pulled Meng Bumi to one side and strode towards the tent with a hand.
The door.
"Hello everyone, I heard that there are a few who do not agree to my position as the head of the Monk clan. Please raise your hand and let me see!" Jiang Fan smiled and opened the curtain into the house. He looked at the seven elders present and asked directly.
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"It's me, what do you want?" An elder said bluntly, without raising his hand, obviously dissatisfied with Jiang Fan.
"And I am!" Another elder responded, without raising his hand.
"Since you are Jiang Fan, the eldest son of the Qinglong clan, please show your true face and talk about other things!" an elder said coldly.
"How did you know we didn't agree?" The fourth elder asked with a gloomy face and a very unhappy look.
Jiang Fan was unhappy and did not immediately get angry. He had to talk and had some sincerity. He immediately took off his face and showed his true face. He asked lightly: "Not to talk about the others, I'll ask you, since you live in the realm of the Talisman Gods,
What is the law of survival?”
Several elders stared at Jiang Fan. This was the first time they saw Jiang Fan. They had heard of Daming for a long time. After a while, an elder sighed: "Uh, you are the leader of the Qinglong clan at such a young age. It's amazing!"
"No, he just asked the Sikong Fu Shenzhu to issue a wanted order to do nothing about Jiang Fan?" An elder said in disbelief.
"Jiang Fan, you have too few people in the Qinglong tribe. Why not join me, Monk tribe, and how about being the deputy clan leader?" Another elder suggested thinking about Meimeng.
Damn, I actually rely on my seniority to ignore me! Jiang Fan was angry and became angry. He suddenly slapped the table and said angrily: "Are you four dumb or deaf? Didn't you hear my question?" There are three targeted ones.
An elder was convinced by Meng Bumi, so he treated him differently.
Meng Bumi and the Saint were depressed and died of depression. Jiang Fan was furious. It was a bad thing now, but he didn't know what to do. He had already given up his position. The patriarch's token was given to him. He was both complaining and anxious.
Why are you so unpolite when doing ideological work for the elders?
Do you want to worry? Meng Bumi teased, but he quickly decided to watch. The saint hesitated and stepped out to persuade Jiang Fan. Meng Bumi held him in a hurry. The saint was stunned and looked back at Meng.
Immortal, Meng Bumi shook his head, and the saint frowned and sighed softly.
"Bastard, how dare you act wildly in the Monk clan!" The four elders were suddenly stunned by Jiang Fan's attack, but in just two seconds he reacted. One elder stood up and said angrily.
"Come on, take this guy down for me!" Another elder ordered angrily.
Huh, the guard rushed into several guards, Meng Bumi and the Saint were shocked. They had to interfere. Just as they were about to stop, they suddenly had a flash of eyes and a few bangs. Several guards fainted and fell to the ground.
The double-headed split body was moved. It turned out that Jiang Fan had ordered the double-headed split body beast to be prepared before coming in. Since he was stubborn and unable to persuade him, he had to be tough when necessary. It depends on when to conquer people with virtue.
That's it, Jiang Fan takes it seriously.
"What are you going to do? You dare to attack our clan. Come on, come on..." The elders were shocked and didn't see what was going on. They said angrily, but suddenly there was no sound.
The big guy with his eyes wide open his mouth, his face full of horror, his hands were tugging around his neck, a split body was quickly wrapped around her neck, and his little head was stretched in front of her and grinned.
A row of sharp little teeth appeared and glared at her.
"Class leader, don't hurt her!" The saint shouted in horror. The double-headed split-body beast has the strength of the Talisman King and is very fierce. Not to mention killing the elder, it would be a big consequence if it hurts it.
"You all sit down honestly and listen to me say a few words, otherwise don't blame me for being rude. It's time that the Monk tribe is facing a catastrophe and is still pretending to be here, not knowing how to live or die!" Jiang Fan scolded sternly.
Several elders looked at each other and were stunned by Jiang Fan's fierce means. Meng Bumi introduced just now that Jiang Fan had a two-headed talisman beast beside him, and the strength of the God King, how dare he provoke him? After hesitating, he dared not speak out and was very dissatisfied.
sit down.
The most important thing is to ignore the blind man and look at the ground. It is obvious that the patriarch is willing to let go. What else can he do? He has to give in.
Jiang Fan was only satisfied at this time. He looked at him and was still struggling. He vented more and intake less and his face turned red. The elder who was strangled by his neck with a split body with his two-headed body waved his hand and said, "Two-headed, let go of her, and if you are not honest, you will be killed.
Get her!"
"You, you...!" The two-headed cracked body immediately let go of the elder. The elder gasped and glared at Jiang Fan to say something. However, after looking at the two-headed cracked body hanging in the air, he stopped again, and was afraid in his heart.
Sit down reluctantly.
"Now answer my question and tell me, why should I survive in the Talisman Realm?" Jiang Fan asked with a smile on his face.
Several elders hummed and didn't say anything. After waiting for a while, Jiang Fan frowned and felt a little depressed. It seemed that he was still talking to himself. Then he said, "If you don't want to say it, just forget it, I will just tell a long story and cut the mess with a quick knife.
Now!"
Several elders hummed heavily, but still didn't say anything. Jiang Fan didn't care. He pondered for a moment, took out the token of the patriarch and raised it high, and said seriously and said, "No matter whether you want it or not, I am already the patriarch of the Monk clan."