Feng Jiu didn't intend to help, but when she saw Song Yiping looking at her pleadingly, she sighed softly, and then said: "For Song Yiping's sake, your family can take out three thousand-year medicinal materials! "

Hearing this, several Patriarchs couldn't help but look at each other.Three thousand-year-old medicinal materials are not difficult for them, but the thousand-year-old medicinal materials are so precious that each family has to take out three of them all at once. They have to say, they hesitated, and one of them asked: "Can you less ..."

Before finishing speaking, Feng Jiu interrupted: "Four."

Hearing this, the Patriarchs stared: "Why are there four more? Just said three more."

Feng Jiu sneered: "You said it was just now, didn't you still hesitate? If you don't want to, then forget it. I don't miss you several thousand-year-old medicinal materials."

Worried about hesitating and adding more, they gritted their teeth and said: "Okay! Four is four, but you must help us handle this."

"Bring me things first to have a look." Feng Jiu said, motioning Song Yiping to take Ye Ling aside to rest.

Song Yiping glanced at them, then took Ye Ling to a big tree. He put Ye Ling down under the cover of the big tree, then took out the hood and put on her, the whole person was still wrapped in a black cloak. Among them, there is no face.

The members of several families discussed it, and they each sent a clan elder behind them back to get the Millennium Elixir.At this time, watching the people who lost their minds in their own family were still struggling, a family owner stepped forward and asked: "Mrs. Ling, is there any way for them to recover first?"

It's really ashamed that they are the masters of the clan and are helpless about these things.

Feng Jiu glanced at those people, walked forward, fingers condensed an aura of spiritual power towards their brows, and the next moment, I saw light smoke rising above their heads, and those people trembled, and they suddenly recovered. .

"Hi! Why am I hurt? It hurts!"

"Who hurt me like this? Who is it!"

"Who tied us here? Patriarch? Patriarch, why are you here?"

Those who recovered one after another felt the pain from the wounds on their bodies, and couldn't help but screamed and gasped, and saw that the head of their clan was actually here. They saw them tied up and did not untie them, plus they were on the ground. There were still some corpses, one by one was stunned.

"This, what's going on? What happened? Who killed these people?"

Several families did not speak. The corpses on the ground were from several families, and it was their people who did it. What else can they say?Nothing can be said.

Feng Jiu glanced at them and said leisurely: "You killed it!"

"Nonsense! We, how could we attack our own people!" Their faces turned pale at that moment, even if they deny it strongly, but looking at the looks of their Patriarch and the people of all ethnic groups, they knew that this should be true. , It was really their hands.

"How could this happen? How could it happen?" Someone murmured, seeing a family member who had a good fellowship on the ground died like this, and this might even be homicide. For a while, some could not accept it.

A Patriarch sighed: "You are irrational and irrational, so..."

Having said that, another person asked: "Isn't it for you to patrol? How can you get caught by the evil for no reason?"