Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

The Dapeng tribe is close to the Black Water Marsh.

They were also the first to know the news.

"Recently, due to the gathering of the water tribe in the Black Water Marsh, a large amount of water vapor condensed. The heavy rain the day before yesterday caused many collision accidents."

"In the next few days, there is still the possibility of heavy to moderate rain. Please try not to take off the ninth-grade Peng monster. The eighth-grade Peng monster will take off as appropriate. The seventh-grade and above Peng monsters are allowed to take off..."

"The cause of the heavy rain has been found out. A pure-blooded Tianjiao was born in the Mingjiao tribe. The bloodline is powerful and the physique is even more terrifying. It is suspected that there is a possibility of returning to the ancestral dragon bloodline..."

"——Jinpeng Weather reports for you."

The Dapeng tribe is also carrying out cloud selection.

The clouds in the sky have been changed by the big monsters of the Dapeng tribe, turning into cloud roads, and the birds participating in the selection are running fast in them.

However, due to the influence of heavy rain, many Pengs have fallen in the cloud roads recently.

"The Ming Jiao tribe is really bullying birds too much!"

"Wu Mo? Where did this foreign Jiao come from? Could it be that some old Jiao painted green and pretended to be a white Jiao to participate in the competition?"

"Indeed, they have done this before."

The birds were indignant.

Suddenly, a sigh came from the side:

"Wu Mo is indeed from outside the southern border."

"Oh? How did you know?"

The birds looked in the direction of the voice.

Did the navy hired by the Ming Jiao tribe sneak into the Da Peng tribe's territory?

"Because I was the one who sent him to the Black Water Marsh."

The bald Peng Yao pointed to the two big lumps on his head and said firmly.

"..."

The Peng tribe was a little unbelievable.

Although the bald Peng Yao looked miserable, he was at the peak of the seventh rank after all. It was not a problem to step into the sixth rank, and it was possible to become a fifth-rank demon.

Just now, he completed the cloud road race at a speed of one minute and twenty-eight seconds.

He was beaten so badly by Wu Mo?

"Then it should be true that he smashed the head of the young chief Xiang Liu?"

"Well... he should have held back when he beat me that day."

"I wonder how Wu Mo of the Ming Jiao tribe compares to Zhi Duo Luo in our tribe."

Huh——

While the birds were discussing, a figure passed by.

His speed was so fast that it even produced a mushroom-shaped cloud ring, which cut through the sky, causing the dark clouds to retreat, and he passed through the cloud path in an instant.

"One minute! The record of the seventh-grade birds has been refreshed again!"

The figure was a young man with a dark face, wearing golden armor and wings on his back. He had a complete human body, but retained some characteristics of the birds.

Especially a pair of wings, which were the same light gold color as his pupils and hair.

He looked down at the other birds with a cold and emotionless look.

Dapeng half-demon, Zhi Duo Luo.

"Wu Mo?"

"Is it because he killed the dragon in the Black Water Marsh, ruined the arrangement of the sect, and made me lose the incense power of a town?"

.......

The land of the Qingluan tribe.

At this time, in the largest tree hole in the blue leaf forest.

The young Luans of the Qingluan tribe gathered here.

Looking at Shang Qinqing on the stage, some of them looked serious, while others looked curious and expectant.

Bang——

The gavel was smashed on the table by Shang Qinqing.

"Speaking of the Tian Jiao of the Ming Jiao tribe, he has a miserable life. He is a Jiao who has been struggling to survive in the land of the human race since he was a child. He has a seriously injured father, a weak mother, a not very smart brother, and a broken self..."

"His name is Wu~~~Mo!"

Well.....

Since many Qingluan tribe members cannot speak, it is difficult to communicate with the outside world.

Over time, it is easy to have problems with the Tao heart.

The tribe leader will regularly tell some major events or gossips in southern Xinjiang here.

Commonly known as preaching.

After saying this, Shang Qinqing looked over and saw a girl pouring tea on a big-headed doll not far away.

She was a human.

However, sitting in the Qingluan tribe, which was known for being aloof and taciturn, she did not feel out of place.

"Wu... Mo?"

Ying Bing frowned slightly and whispered the name softly.

In the memory of the previous life.

There was no genius named Wu Mo in the Mingjiao tribe.

But she couldn't remember this name wrong.....

"But he still came from afar to the southern border and made a big splash in the water tribe audition! He called for unprecedented wind and rain!"

"Who would have thought that the young patriarch Xiangliu had no martial ethics and wanted to bully the weak..."

The Qingluan tribe members who were concentrating on the scene felt very involved.

The bird tribe didn't like rain.

But compared to the Mingjiao, the Xiangliu tribe hated it more.

After all, the former only makes the air more humid and causes more rain, while the latter causes great harm to the environment in southern Xinjiang.Wherever it passes, grass and trees will no longer grow, and even the clearest water will turn into toxic sewage.

"Who knew that Wu Mo was not only physically strong, but also had practiced martial arts in the human race!"

"With just a flick of his sleeve, he blew up one of the heads of the young patriarch Xiang Liu, and then completely ignored the martial arts and launched a torrential combo!"

"It can be seen that although he learned martial arts, he did not learn martial arts ethics..."

The sound of wings flapping sounded below.

After the birds finished clapping, they all looked at Ying Bing vaguely.

It was not a good thing for the Ming Jiao clan to have a genius, which meant that there was another strong opponent in the fight for the Tianwai Divine Jade.

And Wu Mo also blew up one of the heads of the young patriarch Xiang Liu, just like the goddess.

But when they saw the girl sitting there, the birds couldn't help but feel that their worries were unnecessary.

She was too dazzling.

Shang Qinqing sat opposite Ying Bing and asked with a smile:

"The water tribe and our bird tribe have always had grievances. How about it? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"As expected of you, but you haven't seen the opponent yet."

"..."

Ying Bing's jade face was not solemn, but rather there was an inexplicable complexity in her contemplation.

Shang Qinqing was slightly stunned, and then said:

"What are you thinking about? Although they both have ink characters, Ming Jiao is still far behind humans."

"I don't know."

Ying Bing stared at the big-headed doll, but unfortunately the big-headed doll couldn't tell her the answer.

Is there any way to make a person become the same as Ming Jiao?

And stand out in the water tribe audition?

It's a bit unbelievable....

But if it happened to him, it seems reasonable no matter how unexpected it is.

"Oh, I know. If it's not him, then it's nothing."

"If it's him, then there's no need to fight..."

Shang Qinqing suddenly realized, and then she said seriously:

"I will personally send you to the Hanging Temple in two days."

"Why?"

"I want to kowtow to you in person!"

"....."

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PS: The broken bed in the rental house collapsed this morning. The carpenter came to repair it for a long time in the afternoon. I'm a little late writing orz.