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Chapter 595: All out 9

It's a pity that if he makes one mistake, everything will be lost. How will it end for him now?

The muddy island suddenly fell into deathly silence.

All the orcs remained silent. Mo Qianchen's words were too sharp and sharp, making it impossible for them to refute.

What they just did was indeed...

"I didn't expect my siblings to be so eloquent." On the other side of the woods, Fei Xiong blinked and gave a thumbs up to Feng Shukuang.

In the past few days of contact, he felt that Mo Qianchen was not a lively and talkative person. He thought she was a boring gourd, but he didn't expect that her sharp words were not ordinary.

A smile flashed in Feng Shukuang's eyes when he heard this, his Mo Qianchen was naturally the best.

However, the scolding was so good. This group of orcs really embarrassed him. He wanted to go out and teach them a lesson just now. There was no trace of the demeanor of the orcs at all.

"Sharp enough." Gu Lan also nodded, and Mo Qianchen hit every word very accurately. It was obvious that the beast tribe was not so shameless and despicable, but she said that the people in front of them really couldn't refute it. This was already a mental and psychological conflict.

A formal victory.

Very good, very good, their plan is already half successful.

The three people in the forest were whispering to each other about their feelings, but there was dead silence here. All the orcs who lowered their heads silently lowered their eyes and cast their eyes towards the leader of the Dragon Clan.

He is the oldest and most distinguished person here, and he is the one who completely angered Mo Qianchen and the little fat man. Now he speaks first, otherwise what will happen to this situation today?

Abandoning these treasures and walking away in despair? This is too embarrassing. How will they be able to talk to the Orcs in the future?

I don't want to give up these treasures, but Mo Qianchen wants to burn them. Isn't this a waste of natural resources? This...this...

His face turned from livid to pale. The leader of the Dragon Clan looked around at the eyes that were all counting on him. His old face was almost twisted. How could he speak? He...

"I'm really sorry. What Old Long just said was really thoughtless. I'd like to apologize to you on his behalf. What happened today is indeed our Beast Clan's fault." Just as the leader of the Dragon Clan was struggling, a voice full of nobility came out.

A crisp voice sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew from a distance, dressed in a fiery red color. It was like a ball of fire flying over from a distance, with a burning hot breath and colorful light.

"Phoenix Patriarch." Below, a beast tribesman who knew this figure and aura shouted in a low voice. This was the Phoenix Patriarch, one of the four great beasts.

It flew quickly and appeared on this small island in an instant.

The visitor was dressed in fiery red, and the skirt was dotted with phoenix feathers. The feathers moved with the wind, as if a blazing flame was constantly burning.

Compared with the dragon clan leader who is a middle-aged man, the Phoenix clan leader is actually a young woman. Her appearance is not astonishingly beautiful, but she has a face of compassion and solemnity, and her face makes people feel very comfortable.

"We, the Beast Tribe, always only seek to be worthy of the world and ourselves when doing things. We are definitely not as despicable as what the Seventh Prince and Concubine said. We, the Beast Tribe, are at fault for what happened today. I apologize to you on behalf of these Beast Tribe people."

After the Phoenix Clan Leader stood still, a calm yet threatening voice sounded from the other direction, and a white figure flew into the sky from the east.
Chapter completed!