Next to Wu Jianchou, there was a bald old man. The old man had dark skin, ridges on his face, and strange tattoos. He was dressed rather plainly and had one arm.
Wu Jianchou glanced at the old man, his anger subdued slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Chief Teng, this matter also involves the daughter of your Gu clan, what do you think?"
The old man is the leader of Tian Jue'er's clan, named Xiong Teng.
In the Gu tribe, names come first and then surnames, that is to say, the old man’s first name is Xiong and his surname is Teng.
Xiong Teng is the oldest member of the Gu tribe. It was he who personally gave Tian Jueer to the Red Flower Club, and also secured a position as vice-president of the Red Flower Club for himself.
Now, with the help of the Red Flower Society, their tribe has moved to the Nanguo grassland 20 kilometers outside the city of Yuzhou, enjoying a unique geomantic treasure land.
Xiong Teng thought this was a very good deal, sacrificing one Tian Jueer in exchange for the prosperity of the entire tribe.
At this time, Xiong Teng said: "Fortunately, the young master is not a reckless person. He asked us to send the person under the Bajiao Well to take action. If that person takes action, no matter how powerful Yan Shouyi is, he will inevitably die. The so-called three consecutive battles in the arena
, then Yan Shouyi will live until the second game at most, and he won’t even be able to see the young master’s face.”
The so-called reputation of the research association is now nothing more than a false reputation, nothing more than attracting attention.
For these reputations to stand, the premise is that Yan Shouyi really wins the Red Flower Club.
Xiong Teng was completely confident that Yan Shou would lose.
From the current point of view, the research association is the springboard for the Akhana Club. No matter how they publicize and make trouble, the worse they will lose in the end. People will know how strong the Akhana Club is, and it will still be the Akoka Club that profits in the end.
Wu Jianchou calmed down for a while, then suddenly sneered.
Xiong Teng was right, the reputation of the research association is just a false name, Chihua has a history of two hundred years, and it is impossible for him to be overthrown by a fledgling boy like him.
"The guy under the Bajiaojing is certainly powerful, but I still don't think it's safe enough."
Wu Jianchou thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "When it comes to the reputation of our Red Flower Society, it is better to be careful. Chief Teng, can I lend you your ultimate Gu?"
When Xiong Teng heard this, his expression changed uncontrollably. He froze at first, and then showed a confused look on his face:
"President, Jue Gu is my life Gu and cannot be borrowed easily..."
Life Gu is a Gu insect that is closely related to the life of the Gu Master. It can even be said to be the source of the Gu Master's power.
For ordinary people, cars and wives are not allowed to be borrowed, but Gu masters have one more thing, that is, life Gu is not allowed to be borrowed.
Wu Jianchou wants to borrow Xiong Teng's life Gu. This is much more serious than borrowing a car or a wife. It is the same as borrowing Xiong Teng's head for fun.
Wu Jianchou's face darkened: "Clan Chief Teng, ever since you joined our Red Flower Society, I, Wu Jianchou, have treated you with all my heart. I even gave you the Feng Shui treasure land of the Southern Prairie. Is it possible that Chief Teng still can't trust me?"
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"The president treats us very well, but this evil..."
Xiong Teng was only halfway through his words when Wu Jianchou waved his hand and interrupted: "I originally set my heart on the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. It seems that in the eyes of Clan Chief Teng, my Red Flower Society is just a springboard. That's all, this
If you don't want to borrow Jue Gu, then I won't borrow it. If Feng'er loses the competition, at worst, my Red Flower Society will be disbanded. When the time comes, the southern prairie will belong to whoever it is."
Wu Jianchou openly gave up, but in fact he forced Xiong Teng to a dead end and hinted that he wanted to take back the southern grasslands.
When Xiong Teng heard this, he couldn't help but be shaken.
It was he who defied all opinions, relocated his entire clan, and gave Tian Jue'er to the Red Flower Society despite the pressure. Only then did he get the feng shui treasure land of Nanguo Grassland. Now their tribe is prospering and their future is promising.
If he had not obeyed Wu Jianchou this time, all his previous efforts and sacrifices would have been in vain, and the angry clan members might attack him, the old clan leader!
Hey, if I had stayed peacefully in a village deep in the mountains and forests, maybe I wouldn't have had so many troubles.
Xiong Teng sighed inwardly, feeling like being controlled by someone was really uncomfortable.
But he still gave in, nodded silently and said, "Then just borrow it."
"Clan Chief Teng deserves to be loyal. I, Wu Jianchou, will not treat you badly!" Wu Jianchou immediately smiled and his face changed faster than the sky.
Xiong Teng lost his temper, lowered his head, and reached out to wipe it from the back of his neck.
He touched and touched, and suddenly cut open the skin with his nails. In the midst of the blood, a black gu worm with a shape like a centipede and a body of thirty-three segments broke free in pain.
This is the ultimate Gu, and also Xiong Teng’s fate Gu.
After Jue Gu left Xiong Teng's body, he was like a fish being fished out of the water, struggling in pain as if he couldn't breathe.
It still had flesh and blood on it, and it smelled terrible.
Xiong Teng comforted him for a while, then took out an iron box, put the Jue Gu in it, cut his palm, put a lot of blood into it, and raised the Jue Gu like a fish.
Jue Gu was nourished by the blood, no longer struggling, and soon fell asleep peacefully, as if dead.
After doing all this, Xiong Teng instantly aged dozens of years. He presented the iron box with trembling hands: "President, take it away."
Wu Jianchou smiled and took the iron box, sealed it with a Taoist talisman, carefully put it away, and patted Xiong Teng on the shoulder: "Will Chihua treat you badly?"
Xiong Teng forced out a smile, but what he was thinking in his heart was: I hope so.
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The appointed day arrived soon.
In the past few days, the Folklore Research Association has received more than two hundred descendants of folk sects, all from all over the world.
I don't know whether it was because of the gentleman's agreement or because the number of visitors was too large, but Wu Tianfeng has not attacked the successors of folk sects in the past few days.
Thanks to this arena battle, the reputation of the Folklore Research Society rose to prominence. Before, Wang Ji went to great lengths to recruit more than a dozen descendants of folk sects, but now more than two hundred people have come.
Although most of the more than two hundred people came here to watch the fun, only a handful of them planned to join the Folklore Research Association.
But this is already considerable progress.
Once Yan Shouyi wins the ring battle, Wang Jixiang is confident that he can win half of them!
The Red Flower Society has been developing for two hundred years, but only has more than 200 people, while the Folklore Research Society has grown to more than 100 people in less than a month.
As for the two hundred people, he believed that they would be able to break through within half a month after the battle in the arena.
By then, the Folklore Research Association will become one of the few leading religious organizations in the Taoist world. Even if Li Genmiao wants to invade again, he must think twice!
At the same time, driven by Lin Yu and Lin Yin, a new function was added to the live broadcast page - the chat barrage function!
Even if the live broadcast has not started yet, everyone can still chat on the page.
This update is to continue to heat up the topic and raise the attention of the Folklore Research Association to the extreme!