It is very quiet inside the Barbarian King Hall, and it is easy to hear the needle.

Everyone was looking at Long Yin, some frowning, some looked complicated, and some showed happy smiles on their faces.

Long Yin glanced at the halls of a group of barbarian kings, secretly ordered Ning Xin to return to the throne, and then smiled and said, "Hehe, there are still many acquaintances!"

"Godfather, you are finally here, hahaha!" Miao Damao immediately stepped out of the crowd and knelt down neatly and saluted.

Long Yin waved his hand helplessly and said, "Get up!"

"Thank you, Godfather, for teaching us the witchcraft and poison skills to Qiushui Village. Now our Qiushui Village is developing very well, and even I have broken through to the sixth level of heaven." Miao Damao said proudly.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about reminiscing later!" Long Yin said angrily.

"Yes, on behalf of our Qiushui Village, I fully support my godmother as the barbarian king. If others disagree, we will accompany you to fight." Miao Damao nodded heavily and said.

Other villages are too lazy to look at Miao Damao. With the little strength of Qiushui Village, you can destroy it with an eighth level of heaven, how dare you be arrogant?

Dogs rely on people's power!

Therefore, everyone was too lazy to see Miao Damao, but instead stared at Long Yin to see how to solve the following problem.

At this moment, a young girl came out from the crowd, with a strange expression and happy expression: "I knew you were talking about a pseudonym!"

"Sonnie, why are you here?" Long Yin asked in surprise.

"I am the leader of the Pomegranate Village now!" Sunny said proudly, "Master, you didn't expect it?"

"What? Are you the leader of Polite Village?" Long Yin asked in surprise.

He really didn't expect that a little girl from that time would become a village leader.

Sunny smiled and said, "Didn't you teach me witch skills and poison skills? After you left, I started raising witches and refining poisons. Later, I became more and more powerful, and even the leader of the village was not me.

The opponent. So, I became the leader of the Pomegranate Village.

Master, I am still a village leader when I grow up. It’s not embarrassing to be worthy of you. Otherwise, you will go back to the Polite Village with me and I will be your wife!"

Long Yin couldn't help but glance at Ning Xin on the throne with his own light and said hurriedly: "Don't talk nonsense! I'm very happy that you can become the leader of the village!"

"I'm serious... I'll serve you with my master's wife!" Sunni said boldly, "Oh, since the Barbarian King is the master's wife, then our Pomegranate Village will definitely support the master's wife."

Long Yin had a headache and said with a stern face: "When it comes to serious business, you can stand aside first, don't talk!"

"Yeah!" Sunny nodded, "Come from Pomegranate Village!"

Then, she took the people from the Polite Village to stand in the camp that supported Ning Xin.

Long Yin glanced at Ning Xin and smiled bitterly at Ning Xin in the soul seed, "Wife, this is not the case!"

"Haha!" Ning Xin sneered, but her face remained unchanged.

Long Yin didn't dare to peek into Ning Xin's heart, for fear of seeing a slash of swords and swords.

He smiled at Ning Xin seriously and said, "Wife, I have many acquaintances in this southern Xinjiang. I will leave the matters discussed with them to me. How about it?"

"You are my husband, I believe in you." Ning Xin nodded.

Then Long Yin turned around and looked at Mo Ren in the crowd, and said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, I didn't expect you to come in person!"

Mo Ren also smiled and nodded: "I must be there in person for such a big event."

Although I was laughing, I didn’t know what I thought.

"This is indeed a big event, a big event that concerns the entire southern Xinjiang and every person in southern Xinjiang." Long Yin said seriously, "Since Uncle Mo, you are here in person, I'm anyway."

We are all very familiar with each other, so I asked directly. Do you support my wife to become the Barbarian King?”

Hearing Long Yin’s inquiry, Mo Ren became serious.

After the greetings, we are now discussing the matter.

After a long silence, Mo Ren said slowly: "There are villages, villages, villages, 107, population, and more than 320,000. There are also many mineral veins, mountains, forests and land, these east

The west belongs to my Taoyuan Cave.

Hundreds of years ago, although our Taoyuan Cave paid tribute to the Barbarian King, we also gained benefits from the Barbarian King.

If we return to the throne of the Barbarians, we must at least get the benefits we deserve. Otherwise, we might as well maintain the current situation.”

Because he is the lord of Taoyuan Cave, his decision involves everything about Taoyuan Cave.

Therefore, this issue cannot be easily decided.

The other villages also began to show curious gazes, looking at Long Yin and seeing how Long Yin answered Mo Ren.

Long Yin smiled and said, "Uncle Mo, I ask a question and hope Uncle Mo will tell you the truth."

"Please say it." Mo Ren signaled.

"Why is it not the most powerful force in southern Xinjiang who has a blessed land sitting in Taoyuan Cave?" Long Yin asked.

Mo Ren had not answered yet, and the other forces frowned.

If you want to be the most powerful in a blessed land? What are other forces?

Other forces are blessed, right?

Mo Ren said with a gloomy face: "Because we do not have a heavenly throne!"

The previous heavenly throne disappeared.

Finally, he used the Ascension Gu to cultivate a heavenly position, but was ordered to enter Long Island.

Dragon Island happens to be Long Yin’s home. When it comes to this matter, he feels very resentful.

Why do everyone else enter Dragon Island, but the Dragon Island’s own celestial throne and sage show cannot be entered? Isn’t this a privilege?

However, thinking of Dragon Island's terrifying strength, he could only hide his aggrievance in his stomach.

Long Yin shook his head: "The heavenly position is not the decisive reason. Although a small heavenly position is powerful, with the power of Taoyuan Cave, a small heavenly position is not the opponent of Taoyuan Cave at all.

, right?"

Mo Ren nodded slightly, he had no way to deny it.

For a small heavenly throne, he can take out ten tenth heavens to level the small heavenly throne.

Long Yin looked around and continued, "What really restricts your strength is that everyone is busy with internal struggle and no communication. Because there is no communication, the reality of the entire southern Xinjiang

The strength is declining. Isn’t this a problem in such a huge southern border with so many blessed lands but very few heavenly thrones?

Even if the witch sects were suppressed by the witch sects in the past, and the witch sects killed the powerful people in the heavenly position in order to maintain their rule, this is not the reason.

Let me ask, if half of your tenth heavenly people have become the throne, will the Witch Sect dare to provoke you?

They dare not.

The reality is that you have all been suppressed by an external witch sect for nearly eight hundred years.

I can conclude that if everyone maintains this status quo, their strength will continue to decline."

Mo Ren frowned and asked, "Is that true?"

He is not sure.

However, it is true that there are too few people in southern Xinjiang who have broken through the heavenly ranks, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to break through, which is very unreasonable.

Long Yin pointed at the key point: "Everyone should come out, instead of huddling in his own acre of three-point land to become king! The Man King City is just like this platform."

Jamuka asked with a sneer: "Aren't we already coming out now? The key to the question is, who is the Barbarian King?"
Chapter completed!