"kindness?"
Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment.
What is the leader of the Daxia clan?
Immediately his face turned red, and in front of Master Lin, this man actually said that the Dazhou tribe he had defeated actually belonged to the leader of the Daxia clan.
This is a slap in the face.
"Ziya..."
Lin Yi was also a little suspicious and wanted to remind Jiang Ziya that maybe times had changed... that leopard had surrendered to the Daxia tribe.
"Zi...Ziya?"
Buzz!
After Zhao Kun, the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, heard Lin Yi's words, his head felt like it was exploding when he thought of his embarrassed appearance just now.
Ziya Xiansheng?
Damn it, this is the sage Ziya, the Lord of the Great Zhou Dynasty!
As the God of War of the Great Zhou Dynasty, when facing a powerful enemy, he not only did not resist, but also betrayed the Great Zhou Dynasty, saying that the city of Great Zhou belonged to the leader of the Great Xia clan.
You really deserve to die!
Boom!
Zhao Kun's liver and gallbladder were about to burst. He grabbed his head and begged for mercy, saying, "I'm sorry for the late Saint Ziya. I was just confused for a moment, so I talked nonsense."
Snapped!
Snapped!
Zhao Kun kowtowed and slapped himself again, crying and begging for mercy: "Sage Ziya, I am not a human being, I am ashamed of the leader of the Shen Xiongbao clan, I should be beaten, I should be beaten..."
He was very serious and didn't dare to make mistakes at this juncture.
After all, life may not be saved.
"Should we hit him?" Jiang Ziya said calmly.
"Yes, I should hit you!" Zhao Kun nodded.
"No!"
Jiang Ziya shook his head slightly and said, "You deserve to die!"
"ah?"
Zhao Kun suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of fear, and said with a cry: "No, no, I know my mistake, I know my mistake, Da Zhou belongs to Shen Xiongbao, Da Zhou belongs to your disciple!"
He continued to kowtow.
"You deserve to die!"
Jiang Ziya became even more angry, and immediately pointed at Zhao Kun. Golden light bloomed from his fingertips, directly piercing Zhao Kun's eyebrows, and his soul was shattered.
"Well!"
Zhao Kun's head tilted and his body fell down, his death look filled with horror.
"father!"
"Uncle God of War is dead?"
"This old man is so powerful? Who is Ziya?"
"I heard that the leader of the Shen clan said that he seemed to be his master, but he said that his master is probably dead somewhere. From now on, the Great Zhou tribe belongs to him, Shen Xiongbao..."
Some children from aristocratic families were dumbfounded.
There are also children from aristocratic families who revealed some secrets.
Lin Yi's mouth twitched. These children from aristocratic families are really very neurotic. How can they say such a thing?
Isn't this a reminder to those strong men in Great Zhou City?
"Okay, he belongs to the great Zhou tribe, Shen Xiongbao. I am really blind. This leopard, I must kill him!"
Jiang Ziya's face turned green with anger.
Even though he has lived hundreds of years, it is still difficult to suppress the anger in his heart after being treated like this by his only disciple.
"Go to the atrium!"
Jiang Ziya and Lin Yi disappeared directly, leaving Bai Shuang and the holy beast staring at each other.
"Where did they go?"
Bai Shuang looked at the holy beast.
"Hurry, come on me, I'm fast enough!"
Only then did the holy beast react and motioned for Bai Shuang to sit on her.
"ah?"
Bai Shuang was stunned.
Get on it?
are you crazy!
"What are you doing standing still? Get on top of me and I'll take you to catch up!" The holy beast urged again, and it was almost dying of anxiety.
If Lin Yi is lost, who will he find as his master?
"Ah good!"
Bai Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, got on his horse, the holy beast screamed, stepped on the auspicious clouds, and chased towards the atrium.
…
at the same time.
Atrium hall.
"Clan Leader Shen, it takes so long to deal with a newcomer? Then what is the origin of the newcomer?"
Someone got impatient and stood up: "I still want to go home and take care of my grandson. I don't think Shen Xiongbao is suitable to be the leader of the Zhou tribe."
"Yin Zhen, what are you talking about? Don't think that you can say such things because you have been promoted to a third-grade scholar and are in the same realm as the Shen clan leader. You don't know who his master is!"
An old man sitting in the front row stood up and pointed angrily at the old man who was going back to take care of his grandson.
"Jiang Ziya, who here doesn't know? But... where is he? Now the Daxia tribe is eyeing me, Dazhou, and they are almost reaching the border. Let me ask you, where is Jiang Ziya?"
Yin Zhen's voice echoed throughout the hall.
"I……"
The old man choked on his words and his face turned red.
"You can't tell, right? Then let me ask you, where is Shen Xiongbao now?" Yin Zhen stared at the old man, eagle-eyed.
"I……"
The old man's body trembled, his chest rising and falling.
"At this juncture, Shen Xiongbao, as the leader of the Great Zhou clan, learned that Daxia's powerful enemies were invading, but he escaped in order to solve the chaos in the small town. I would like to ask, are you willing to serve such a clan leader?"
Yin Zhen exuded a domineering aura, and his eyes swept over the dozens of people in the hall.
No one dared to look directly into his eyes.
Only the old man stared at him.
"I think it's time for Shen Xiongbao to move his position as leader of the Zhou Clan!"
Yin Zhen stared at the throne in the middle of the central hall with fiery eyes, sneered, and walked over.
When the old man saw this, he shouted sharply: "Yin Zhen, what are you doing? What do you want to do? How dare you!"
"What am I afraid of?"
Yin Zhen leaned back on the throne, smiling at the excited old man, and slowly sat down on his butt. At that moment... Yin Zhen closed his eyes and enjoyed it. When he opened his eyes again, he felt a bit like a king, and said in a deep voice: "I, Yin Zhen, studied at the age of three, had enlightenment at the age of five, established my destiny at the age of seven, was a benevolent man at the age of ten, was a Confucian scholar at the age of twelve, was virtuous at the age of fifteen, and was of the fourth grade at the age of eighteen...I was born to be an emperor!"
"Unfortunately, the only thing that makes me inferior to Shen Xiongbao is that I don't have a saint as my teacher, and I don't have an emperor father like Prince Dayan."
"Otherwise why would I be like this?"
"This Great Xia Shen Xiongbao can sit down, why can't I, Yin Zhen, sit down? Ah!"
ah! ! !
Yin Zhen's voice echoed in the hall, and all the strong men in Great Zhou City trembled, lowering their heads and not daring to speak.
"From now on, I, Yin Zhen, will be the leader of the Great Zhou Tribe. If any of you have any objections, you can stand up!" Yin Zhen sat on a high position and looked around at everyone in the palace.
The old man gritted his teeth, jerked forward, and yelled, "I have an objection!"
As he spoke, he looked at Shen Xiongbao's former subordinates and said, "Are you all mute? This Yin Zhen is rebelling, and you want to accompany him in his chaos? Aren't you afraid that the leader of the Shen clan will come back and kill all of you?"
The expressions of the powerful men changed.
"Shen Xiongbao...is dead!"
Yin Zhen's light voice sounded, and everyone's expressions suddenly changed, their pupils shrank, and they looked up at Yin Zhen blankly.
"No...impossible, you lied!"
The old man's figure collapsed.
He is the heir to the Dazhou tribe and the adopted son of Shen Xiongbao, so he simply cannot accept this result.
"The current Da Zhou... is no longer the original Da Zhou. Shen Xiongbao's soul lamp... has been extinguished!" Yin Zhen turned over his hand, and a soul lamp appeared in his hand.
There is the familiar aura of Shen Xiongbao in the soul lamp.
But at this moment...the wick has gone out.
"You have long had ambitions to usurp the throne, and you dare to secretly make the soul lamp of the Shen clan leader." The old man glared at Yin Zhen and said: "Even if my adoptive father dies, the position of the Great Zhou clan leader will still be mine..."
puff!
A sword flew out of Yin Zhenxiu's robe and pierced the old man's chest directly. The old man had no time to react and his eyes widened.
The body fell straight down.
The strong men in the palace looked moved, with a hint of fear in their eyes.
