Everyone could not have imagined that Zhu Youyi would say such words.

Little did he know that it was extremely difficult for Zhu Youyi to say such words.

Of course she knew how ridiculous it was for the Southern Ling Clan to regard a human race as its master. It can even be said that if others know the identity of Jiang Feng’s human race in the future, this would be the biggest scandal of the Southern Ling Clan!

But... if the ethnic group was not on the verge of extinction, she would not have made this decision! After all, she just hoped that the ethnic group would be able to continue.

As long as the clan can be continued, even if this scandal really breaks out in the future, then she will bear all the infamy alone!

Jiang Feng looked at Zhu Youyi's sad expression. He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I can't promise you this matter! No matter what the reason..."

"But...If you really encounter any trouble and need my help, I will not be stingy with help! Some things, some efforts, and what you should do yourself, you still have to do it yourself!"

"Okay, don't you Nanling tribe believe in the most rebirth of the fire? What is rebirth of the fire? No one can break it! It is actually the same thing. Without going through hardships, how can you see the preciousness of success?"

Zhu Youyi looked at Jiang Feng, and finally lowered her head and said, "Senior...the lesson is! It's junior... shortsighted! We must follow the teachings of our seniors and try our best to make ourselves... stronger!"

Zhu Youyi didn't look up.

What she said was also full of hesitation and confusion.

Although she told herself that Jiang Feng was right, everything depends on herself. But... how should she rely on herself now?

The fact that they pretended to be the Holy Spirit has been exposed, and... Ruomu, whom they rely on for their living in the Southern Spirit clan, was also pushed down at this time!

Without Ruomu, is this still the home of the Southern Spirit Clan? Maybe... one day in the future, this Southern Spirit Clan will really disappear into the long river of history, like the Northern Spirit Clan, and become an existence in the memories of others.

Jiang Feng looked at Zhu Youyi's embarrassing expression, thought for a while, and he smiled and said, "You don't have to worry too much. Although the Dongling tribe has caused a lot of harm to you this time, look at it, haven't they left a lot of resources?"

"The flesh and flesh of these people are all good metallurgical materials, and this spirit sealing rope is a divine weapon of the earth level, and its power is no less than that of the Southern King's Fan! So, you should be happy!"

When Zhu Youyi heard this, she said in surprise: "But... this is obviously the spoil of the senior..."

Jiang Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "It's not mine! It's yours!"

When Zhu Youyi heard this, she immediately understood what Jiang Feng meant.

She once again expressed her gratitude to Jiang Feng, and then... she took out a small bottle and a roll of slips.

"Senior, this bottle contains the remaining ice silver dew. Please keep it!"

"What is this?" Jiang Feng took the bottle and the roll of jade slips in confusion.

Zhu Youyi said: "I heard from Hongluo that I was interested in the Cangyan nerves of our Southern Ling clan, and... In short, this is all the content of Cangyan nerves here. Although it is not very complete, it is much richer than what Hongluo gave to the predecessors before. I hope you don't dislike it!"

"Cang Yan's nerves? Really? That's great!" Jiang Feng was overjoyed, and then smiled and said to Zhu Youyi, "You have really helped me a lot."

"I dare not! Compared to the gifts from my seniors, these things from Youyi are really nothing."

Jiang Feng pulled the Cangyan nerve away. This thing would definitely not help him less.

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Chapter completed!