"President, calm down."

Beside Wu Jianchou, there was a bald old man. The old man had dark skin, ridges on his face, and strange tattoos. He was relatively plainly dressed and had one arm.

Wu Jianchou glanced at the old man, his anger subdued slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Chief Teng, this matter also involves the daughter of your Gu tribe, what do you think?"

The old man is the leader of Tian Jue'er's clan, named Xiong Teng.

In the Gu tribe, names are given first and then surnames. In other words, the old man’s first name is Xiong and his surname is Teng.

Xiong Teng is the oldest being in the Gu tribe. It was he who personally gave Tian Jueer to the Red Flower Club, and also got himself a position as vice-president of the Red Flower Club. .

Now, with the help of the Red Flower Society, their tribe has moved to the Nanguo grassland 20 kilometers outside the city of Yuzhou, enjoying a unique Feng Shui treasure land.

Xiong Teng thought this was a very good deal, sacrificing one Tian Jueer in exchange for the prosperity of the entire tribe.

At this time, Xiong Teng said: "Fortunately, the young master is not a reckless person. He asked us to send the person under the Bajiao Well to take action. If that person takes action, no matter how powerful Yan Shouyi is, it will be difficult after all. If you escape to death, the so-called three consecutive battles in the arena, then Yan Shouyi will survive until the second game at most, and he will not even be able to see the young master."

The so-called reputation of the research association is now just a false name. , just to attract attention.

For these reputations to stand, the premise is that Yan Shouyi really wins the Red Flower Club.

And Xiong Teng was fully confident that Yan Shou would lose.

At present, the seminar is the springboard for the Red Flower Society. No matter how they publicize or make trouble, the worse they will lose in the end. People will know how strong the Red Flower Society is, and the ones who benefit in the end will still be Red Flower Society.

Wu Jianchou calmed down for a while and suddenly sneered.

Xiong Teng is right, the reputation of the research association is just a false name. Chihua has a history of two hundred years, and it is impossible for him to be overthrown by a fledgling boy.

"The guy under the Bajiao Well is certainly terrifying in strength, but I still feel it is not safe enough."

Wu Jianchou thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "It concerns me. Red Flower will have a good reputation, but it is better to be careful. Chief Teng, can you lend me your ultimate Gu?"

When Xiong Teng heard this, his expression changed uncontrollably. He froze at first, and then showed an expression of embarrassment:

"President, Jue Gu is my life Gu, it cannot be borrowed easily..."

Life Gu is a Gu insect that is closely related to the life of the Gu master. It can even be said to be the source of the Gu Master's power.

For ordinary people, cars and wives are not allowed to be borrowed, but Gu masters have one more thing, that is, life Gu is not allowed to be borrowed.

Wu Jianchou wants to borrow Xiong Teng’s life Gu. This is much more serious than borrowing a car or a wife. It is the same as borrowing Xiong Teng’s head for fun.

Wu Jianchou’s face darkened: “Clan Chief Teng, since you joined our Red Flower Society with your whole clan, I, Wu Jianchou, have treated you sincerely, even giving me the Feng Shui treasure land of the southern prairie. You guys, don't you think that Chief Teng still can't trust me?"

"The president treats us very well, but this is the most terrible thing..."

"Xiong Teng said this Halfway through, Wu Jianchou directly waved his hand to interrupt: "I originally wanted to look towards the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. It seems that in the eyes of the Teng clan leader, I, the Red Flower Society, are just a springboard. That's all, I won't be able to borrow this absolute Gu if I don't borrow it." By the way, if Feng'er loses the competition, at worst, my Red Flower Club will break up. Then the southern prairie will belong to whomever it belongs."

Wu Jianchou decided to give up. In fact, it pushed Xiong Teng to a dead end and hinted at taking back the southern grasslands.

When Xiong Teng heard this, he couldn't help but be shaken.

It was he who defied all opinions, moved his entire clan, and gave Tian Jue'er to the Chihuahui despite the pressure. Only then did he get the feng shui treasure land of the southern grassland. Now their tribe is prospering, and their future is promising. Expect.

If he had not obeyed Wu Jianchou this time, all his previous efforts and sacrifices would have been in vain, and the angry clan members might attack him, the old clan leader!

Hey, if I had stayed peacefully in the village in the mountains and forests, maybe I wouldn't have had so much trouble.

Xiong Teng sighed inwardly. This feeling of being controlled by others was really uncomfortable.

But he still gave in, nodded silently and said: "Then borrow it."

"Clan Chief Teng deserves to be loyal, and I, Wu Jianchou, will not treat you badly. !" Wu Jianchou immediately smiled, his face changing faster than the sky.

Xiong Teng lost his temper, lowered his head, and reached out to wipe the back of his neck.

He was touching and suddenly cut the skin with his nails. In the midst of the blood, a black worm with a body like a centipede and a body of thirty-three segments broke free in pain.

This is the ultimate Gu, and also Xiong Teng’s fate Gu.

Jue Gu left Xiong Teng’s body, just like a fish being fished out of the water, struggling in pain as if he couldn’t breathe.

It still has flesh and blood on its body, and it smells terrible.

Xiong Teng comforted him for a while, then took out an iron box, put Jue Gu in it, and cut his palm open, put a lot of blood into it, and raised Jue Gu like a fish.

Jue Gu was nourished by the blood, no longer struggling, and soon fell asleep peacefully, as if dead.

After doing all this, Xiong Teng instantly aged dozens of years. He presented the iron box with trembling hands: "President, take it away."

Wu Seeing Chou smiled and took the iron box, sealed it with a Taoist talisman, carefully put it away, and patted Xiong Teng on the shoulder: "Will Chihua treat you badly?"

Xiong Teng Teng forced out a smile, but what he was thinking was: I hope so.

…

The appointed day came soon.

In the past few days, the Folklore Research Association has received more than two hundred descendants of folk sects, all from all over the world.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the gentleman’s agreement or because the number of visitors is too large, but Wu Tianfeng has not attacked the successors of folk sects in the past few days.

Thanks to this arena battle, the reputation of the Folklore Research Association has risen. Before, Wang Jixiang racked his brains to recruit more than a dozen descendants of folk sects, but now he has recruited more than two hundred people at once. people.

Although most of the more than two hundred people came to watch the excitement, only a handful of them planned to join the Folklore Research Association.

But this is already considerable progress.

Once Yan Shouyi wins the ring battle, Wang Ji is confident that he can win half of them!

The Red Flower Society has been developing for two hundred years and has only more than 200 people, while the Folklore Research Association has grown to more than 100 people in less than a month.

As for the two hundred people, he believed that they would be able to break through within half a month after the battle in the arena.

By then, the Folklore Research Society will become one of the few leading religious organizations in the Taoist world. Even if Li Genmiao wants to invade again, he must think twice!

At the same time, with the promotion of Lin Yu and Lin Yin, a new function was added to the live broadcast page-the chat barrage function!

Even if the live broadcast has not started yet, everyone can still chat on the page.

This update is to continue to stir up the topic and raise the attention of the Folklore Research Association to the extreme!