God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 130 Which is Stronger in Comprehension Technology 26
"Aren't you curious, what is the relationship between me and your Ice Clan?"

Hong Zhao shook his head, "I'm just here to take responsibility, it doesn't matter to me."

"Forget it, our engagement has been terminated a long time ago." Seemingly finding that Hong Zhao was not very interesting, Xiao Yu said seriously.

"How is the Ice River Clan now?" Hong Zhao asked him.

"It's not very good. I don't know who provoked it. The saintess must be re-elected. Now even several major lords have been involved."

"Then which side do you support?"

"Me? Just be on my own." He sighed.

"Can the saintess be re-elected?" Hong Zhao asked. Didn't it mean that saintesses are all single bloodlines?

"Well, re-election is possible, but it is still left to God to choose. Sometimes saintesses are not all married and have children. At that time, a saintess needs to be re-elected."

"Oh, let's re-elect." Hong Zhao said indifferently, she has a lot of things to do, and the demons are still waiting for her to solve them, and there is no time to delay in the snowy area.

If there is a chance that she will not have to take responsibility, she would love it.

"Are you serious?" Xiao Yu said seriously.

"Hmm." Actually, according to the plot in that system, no matter what life, Qiong Jiu has never become a saint, so she should be fine if she is not.

"Well, if you really decide like this, then maybe I can help you." Xiao Yu said in a deep voice.

On the second day, they successfully passed through the teleportation array of the City Lord's Mansion to reach the clan land of the Ice River Clan.

As soon as Hong Zhao arrived, the blue light of the entire Glacier Clan was shining brightly, and the waves of glaciers lingering around the clan were surging, as if welcoming her return.

Xiao Yu followed her and saw this scene and said, "Have you really thought about it clearly? Although becoming a saint means responsibility, it also means more rights."

This, she is really not rare.

Soon a group of people in white came out from the Glacier Clan. There were men and women, but the status of women was obviously higher.

Every woman wears an ice blue feather crown, but the colors are different shades, representing their different status.

Men, on the other hand, do not have these fixed attires. Apart from wearing white clothes, they only wear a snowflake-shaped belt around their waists to distinguish their jurisdictions.

The higher the level, the more and more complicated the petals of the snowflakes on it.

"See the saint."

I don't know if it was because of the presence of outsiders. Even if some of these people disagreed, they didn't show it. After all, so far, according to the clan rules, Hong Zhao is their saint, and no one can refute it.

Hong Zhao waved his hand, telling them not to be formal.

She also didn't intend to go back to the land of the Ice River Clan to take a look, and expressed her wishes clearly on the spot.

Her statement shocked those tribesmen who had been fighting to the death before. Is there such an operation?
"Saint... Ms. Joan, do you really agree to re-elect the saint?"

"Well," Hong Zhao nodded, "I came here to fulfill my mother's responsibilities when she left the clan land when she was young. If someone is willing to replace her, I am of course very happy."

"Then it's better to invite the girl and the city lord to go to the clan together. After all, re-election of the saint is a big deal, so it's better to be cautious." Obviously, some people don't easily believe Hong Zhao's words.

She smiled and glanced at the person who spoke, "I came from the cultivation world, and the first city I arrived at was Shuanglong City. As soon as I entered the city, I was discovered by the disciples of my clan."

"To my surprise, they didn't take me back to the clan land, but instead took me to meet the city lord. Their excuse was also coincidental. They borrowed the name of the city lord Xiao, and I exposed them in the end, and they all died under the sword."

As soon as the Bing Xin Sword in Hong Zhao's hand came out, the cold air suddenly froze three feet, "You said, is this bullying that I am a foreigner, easy to deceive?"

Hearing her words, some of them dodged a little, some had nothing to do with them, and the rest were connected to their original mother clan. There were worries, but I don't know if the real worry was more profit or not. More favors?
Hong Zhao may understand why Qiong Jiu quietly left at night in the plot, even she is quite displeased with this life of intrigue, let alone Qiong Jiu who grew up in a peaceful and peaceful environment.

"Miss Qiong doesn't know something. Your grandmother and aunt are also in the clan. They miss you very much. Doesn't Miss Qiong want to come back for your mother?"

This is three parts family affection and seven parts threat.

Their words imply that the direct mother clan of the original body has been placed under house arrest. In short, they just don't want to let Hongzhao leave so easily.

Hongzhao laughed softly, and they should know what it means to invite God is easy but it is difficult to send God away.

"Well, if that's the case, I'll wait for you to re-elect the saintess before leaving, just to trouble the Lord Xiao to accompany you."

Hearing what she said, the Binghe people were all relieved, but Xiao Yu said indifferently, "The snowy land is boring, and I am very happy to be accompanied by a beautiful woman."

Rong An was upset again, and stared at him vigorously.

A group of people returned to the clan in a mighty way, and it looked different from the outside world.

A formation was arranged on the outer layer, making the interior feel like spring all year round, with delicious grass and colorful fallen flowers. It was a bit more vibrant than the usual white snow in the snowy area.

Hong Zhao and the city lord Xiao Xiao were arranged in different places, and her position was remote. This kind of different treatment made her feel very novel.

To be honest, she has never encountered this kind of intrigue in several lifetimes, and it is still playing on her.

It was said that she was asked to come back to visit relatives, but she didn't see her original mother clan at the sacrifice until the re-election of the saintess began.

Because the saints are passed down from generation to generation, there is only one grandmother left here, and the other Aunt Qin is a child adopted by her grandmother.

Looking at each other from a distance across the crowd, Hong Zhao recognized at a glance that the woman supported by Aunt Qin was Yuan Shen's grandmother.

He looks very young, only about thirty, but in fact he is already over a hundred years old. Cultivators already have good looks, and at the Nascent Soul stage, they will have at least a thousand years of lifespan.

It's just that she doesn't look healthy now, and her face is pale, as if she has been backlashed by some secret technique, otherwise she wouldn't need someone to help her.

Seeing Hong Zhao from afar, she gave Hong Zhao a gentle smile, trying her best to behave normally so as not to be worried by the juniors.

I don't know if the location they arranged was intentional, Hong Zhao is far away from them, but she never sticks to the rules.

Since she doesn't give a place, she can go there by herself.

Just like that, Hong Zhao swaggered to her grandmother in this world and smiled at them, "Hello, grandma, and hello, Aunt Qin."

"Hey, good boy." The woman took her hand and stroked it, not paying attention to the warnings from around her.

"Sit here." Aunt Qin offered her a seat, but Hong Zhao refused, "Aunt Qin, sit down, I have a seat."

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