"Of course I understand, but I am still their clan leader. I can calm down at this time, and they should too."

Lei Ying understood Becky's worries. She glanced at the tent and said softly: "They should not be impulsive at this time, but they can show their sincerity." After letting out a breath, Lei Ying deflected the conversation and changed the topic.

, said: "The three major armies of the Thunder Clan have been assembled. The clan leader and others have sent news that all the masters of the Thunder Clan have set off and will appear near the Dragon Clan's station in up to five days. Mr. Sir, you are the clan leader now. What are your arrangements?"

"Since it's a decisive battle, it's impossible for the elites of the wolf army to take part! We have to let the real masters show up. Thousands of years ago, the Thunder Clan had a grudge against the Blood Clan. It's impossible for the Thunder Clan to help Australia!"

Lei Ying nodded thoughtfully. Although we have a common enemy now, the disciples of the Lei Clan all have grudges in their hearts. It would be ineffective to ask them to go to Australia to help!

Becky thought about it carefully and said: "Let's do this! Let the three major troops of the Thunder Clan go to the front and help our people advance to the Dragon Clan station. After the masters commanded by the clan leader arrive, they will step up the attack!"

"That's not a problem. What about you? Are you going to Australia?"

"We must go! Ying'er, why don't you go? The Thunder Clan masters need you to lead them!"

Lei Ying naturally had no objection to not letting Lei Ying go to Australia, but she couldn't help but ask. "Then...will you let Leng Luo go?"

"She can't go either! We'll make detailed arrangements when those people arrive."

Those people? Lei Ying swept her long hair and looked at her husband's calm expression. She knew who those people were without even thinking! They must be descendants of the God of War.

The two chatted for a few words and walked side by side towards the meeting hall on the side of the commander's camp! They happened to meet Leng Luo, so the three of them went in together.

In the meeting hall, Becky did not waste time. After sitting down, she picked up the map and analyzed it carefully, and even sketched on it. Leng Luo and Lei Ying sat aside. Although they were worried about Australia, they needed to calm down at this time.

Not long after, An Ran and his family entered the meeting hall, followed by a dozen men and several elderly people over fifty years old, one of whom was the housekeeper of the An family.

Seeing that Becky was not at all worried about the war in Australia, but was instead calmly analyzing the war here, An Jingcheng admired Becky from the bottom of his heart. Just as he was about to salute, he saw his son An Ran running to Becky's table and muttering dissatisfiedly.

"I said, boss, how can you still calm down after all this time? Give the order quickly! Australia is in trouble."

Is Australia going to die? Becky stopped the pencil in her hand and raised her eyes to stare at An Ran who looked anxious.

Lan Sini hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her son to her side. "Of course, you can't call me the boss now, you have to call me the clan leader!"

"Oh, don't pull me!" An Ran shook off his mother's hand and ran up again, only to be dragged to his side by An Jingcheng and angrily yelled: "You must change your words, you are not the one who called me boss."

Immediately, An Jingcheng and his wife Lan Sini, their children were bleeding, and their son Anran knelt down on one knee. An Jingcheng said loudly: "An Jingcheng, an unfilial disciple of the Zhuo clan, brought the spirit-killing troops to visit the clan leader."

"Kowtow to the clan leader!"

Soul-killing troops? Becky was slightly startled!

An Ran stared blankly at his father and said in shock: "What are you talking about? Dad, your An family is the soul-killing force of the descendants of the God of War?"

Lan Sini nodded and An Ran laughed. "Stop joking, how can the An family be a descendant of the God of War with just a little bit of strength? Dad, don't embarrass me!"

This boy An Ran didn't regard him as a member of the An family at all. Look at the tone of his words, which almost made An Jingcheng angry to death! He stood up carelessly and said: "You people, don't use the banner of the young master."

Become a relative to my boss, otherwise."

"Come here." Four masters from Wolf Soul entered the meeting hall. Becky's face darkened and he said: "Throw this kid out!"

An Ran jumped up. "Boss, what are you doing? I just won't make any noise!" He opened his wolf soul master and ran behind Becky and begged. "Boss, please don't be like this! Please forgive me once, but you won't do it next time."

"Of course" Lan Sini said worriedly: "You can't call the clan leader a brother, why don't you come down and apologize!"

An Ran was obviously unwilling, but Leng Luo on the side said coldly: "An Ran, this is a family matter now. If you continue to mess around, other people will be affected."

As soon as these words came out, An Jingcheng's expression changed again and again. He hurriedly pulled his son down and shouted: "You beast, don't kneel down!" It was a family matter, and the majesty of the patriarch could not be violated by others.

Becky didn't have so many rules. He waved his hand to An Ran and moved his eyes to An Jingcheng. "Uncle An, you said that you are a member of the Zhuo Clan disciples' spirit-killing army. Do you have any evidence?"

"The patriarch can just call An Jingcheng directly, but the disciples cannot afford to be called 'Uncle An'!"

After that, he took a delicate small box from the old man behind him and put it on the table in front of Becky.

"What's this?"

"The clan emblem and the symbol of the spirit-killing army! Please verify the identity of the clan leader!"

Clan crest? Becky has seen the clan crest of the Zhuo Clan. Of course she can identify the authenticity! She opened the box and quickly read the several yellowed books inside, then picked up the yellow cloth that had some history.

Sure enough, the Zhuo clan's crest is exactly the same, and even the craftsmanship is exactly the same as what the old monster on Diao Xi Peak said.

Confirming that it was correct, Becky raised her eyes and glanced at the people kneeling below. "Everyone, get up!"

"Thank you, patriarch!"

While looking at these people, Beki also secretly released his inner energy. Of course, it was not the inner energy of Jiugong Tun Zixiao, but the supreme internal energy and mental method of the Zhuo clan. Since An Jingcheng is a disciple of the Zhuo clan, of course he can recognize it!

In An Jingcheng's heart, this young patriarch is not a simple vulgar person. He can defeat the sophisticated plan of the Black Snake Army and uproot that army. How much talent and wisdom is required; at this time

When he found that there was a deep coldness in Becky's eyes, and an inner energy that could restrain his lifelong cultivation, he was filled with surprise and excitement.

The supreme mental method of the Zhuo clan that only the clan leader can complete?

Not only An Jingcheng, but also everyone behind him felt the huge boulder pressing on their heads like the pressure of Mount Tai. They all broke out in cold sweat and bowed involuntarily.

Although An Ran received the guidance from the ancestors of the Zhuo clan and developed good martial arts, at this moment, he felt an unprecedented feeling in his body. The moment he looked up at Becky, he realized that this person was not the boss.

, but his own master.

Could it be? I am really a disciple of the Zhuo clan! The boss has become the clan leader.

Thinking of this, An Ran didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore, but she felt very happy! Oh my, now the relationship between the young master and the boss is one step closer.

"Uncle An, there's no need to be polite, please sit down!"

"Disciple is ashamed, please call the patriarch by name."

Uh, another Wutianji! Rules are annoying. Becky smiled helplessly, stood up and walked to An Jingcheng's side, indicating that you were welcome, and asked: "Since you are a disciple of the Zhuo clan, why are you not willing to reveal your identity until now?"

"This was not the right time before, please forgive me, head of the noble clan!"

Isn't it the right time? Becky won't dwell on this topic! An Jingcheng waved the others away and said, "Clan leader, this disciple has something to report."

"Please tell me!"

An Jingcheng and his wife looked at each other, and then they held Mo Xie's sword with both hands. An Jingcheng said: "When our identities are revealed, my wife and I can no longer use the sword. In this world, there are still

It deserves its divine companion more than we do.”

"Why?"

Becky did not accept it, but wanted to know why An Jingcheng said this, and her tone was calm.

An Jingcheng thought deeply and said: "The top ten famous swords in ancient times can only be owned by those who are destined, and the general Mo Xie needs a true and loyal partner. Although these two divine swords belonged to my husband and me many years ago, we have also inspired their power.

, but our emotions are not as good as fresh blood, and if we force them to possess them, they will suppress the power that should belong to them!"

"Then what do you and your wife want me to do to find new blood?"

"No, my husband and I have been found!"

Found it? Becky's sharp eyes stared at An Jingcheng and Lan Sini, and amid everyone's rapid breathing, she said calmly: "Who are they?"

"Hao Xuan, Wenjun!"

An imperceptible coldness flashed across Hao Xuan and Wenjun Becky's eyes, and the bright light was like a meteor streaking across the starry sky at night, fleeting and fleeting.

Judging from An Jingcheng's words, the couple must have known something! The ancient divine sword cannot be possessed by evil people. Xuanyuan represents justice, how can they be complicit in it?

After thinking for a moment, Becky nodded slightly. "Okay, I understand! You can save it for now and give it to them at the appropriate opportunity."
Chapter completed!