Miao Lang came up and stated that their Barbarian King's bloodline was orthodox, and pointed out that Miao Qian was the fortieth descendant of the Barbarian King, and then directly forced Gong Ningxin.

In fact, there are many people in the Barbarian King Hall today who have the same thoughts.

It’s just that Miao Lang opened this head.

As soon as this head opened, the others who had the same thoughts stood up.

Jamuha stood up, looked at Miaolang and said, "Is the sons and grandsons of the Barbarian Prince you mentioned, the one kneeling on the ground?

Our Taxi in Moxi Mountain is the 38th generation descendant of the Barbarian King, and is also the orthodox Barbarian King, and he should become the Barbarian King in the southern border.

We, Moxishan, swear to follow the footsteps of the Barbarian King to the death and support the Lord of Southern Xinjiang."

"If you want to talk about who is the most qualified to be the Barbarian King, Wu Yuanchao from our Tianding Mountain is the most qualified!"

The people from Tianding Mountain stood up.

"What do you mean is that Mao Qingxian from Lianhua Mountain is not qualified?"

The people from Lianhua Mountain stood up.

Those forces with the same idea and supporting their own barbarian king's blood stood up one by one.

There is only one purpose, that is, to let their people take the position of Barbarian King.

Finally, everyone looked at Ning Xin on the throne together: "Girl, you shouldn't sit on it, hurry up!"

Anyone who wants to ascend to the position of the Barbarian King must first pull down the one in the position.

So, they must first deal with Ning Xin.

"Questioning this king?

What a courage!"

Ning Xin snorted coldly.

In fact, she was very panicked.

For the first time, she had never experienced such a situation when facing the criticism of thousands of people.

"Husband, where are you?

What to do now?”

Ning Xin asked for help in the soul seed.

"Stay!"

Long Yin hurriedly comforted, "I am in the crowd in the hall, but I have changed my face now.

You continue to act like a barbarian king, be tough, don’t be afraid at all!”

While he was talking, he had already quietly taken out the dragon leather gloves.

This is in southern Xinjiang, and there are too many people using poison.

Although he may not be afraid of the poison, there are too many experts here, so he must be foolproof and must not be affected by the poison.

Ning Xin was not much better after receiving Long Yin's comfort. However, she knew that the current situation could not be slackened, so she continued to show a tough attitude: "I want to see who is questioning me?"

Those who want to question this king should stand on one side and are unwilling to interfere in this matter, so I will retreat to the other side.

Otherwise, I will think that you are all together later. If you admit you wrong, you will bear the consequences."

"Godmother, I must support you!"

Miao Damao took the initiative to speak out and took his people to the side.

However, no one cares about Miao Damao.

Qiushui Village, that is the village at the end of 36, and it is not very useful at all.

"Our Pingyuan Village and Balong Village also support Ningxin Barbarian King!"

Caiwei and Batu looked serious and stood with their people with Qiushuizhai.

The other villages couldn't help but frown. Does the Balong Village and Pingyuan Village actually support the Barbarian King so much?

You know, this time I brought the most people, there were only two villages.

However, thinking of the strength of Pingyuan Village and Balong Village, the other villages were relieved.

But two middle-level villages, how powerful can they have?

At critical moments, experts still need to work.

Other villages frowned.

Gradually, many villages felt that they should not join the muddy waters, and gradually retreated aside.

Then, the people in the hall immediately became three factions.

One faction is those who force Ning Xin to elect their barbarian king blood; the other faction is those who support Ning Xin; the other faction is those who are neutral and wait and see the subsequent attitude.

Among them, Ning Xin has the least people and the most neutral people. Instead, the group of people who forced Ning Xin to Gong were very powerful.

"So you are questioning this king?"

Ning Xin asked.

She stood up, revealing the body of the blood demon, and suddenly turned into a blood-red figure.

When she tried her best to activate the blood demon body, there seemed to be a scarlet blood mist spreading out from her body.

All the barbarian king bloodlines in the Barbarian King Hall suddenly felt a sense of fear.

In their hearts, they felt Ning Xin's great hostility. How could they not be afraid?

When everyone saw Ning Xin's blood demon body, they looked surprised.

Especially the group of people who forced the palace to look solemn.

Although they had long heard of Ning Xin's blood demon body, after seeing it with their own eyes, it was much more obvious than what they heard.

"I?

Who supports you as the Barbarian King?”

Jamuha said lightly, "Without the support of our villages in southern Xinjiang, you would have been named the Barbarian King yourself?

What kind of barbarian king is such a barbarian king?"

Ning Xin stared at Jamuha and received Long Yin's instructions from the soul seed.

She has no clear control over the general trend of the world, and she has only just learned about the information about southern Xinjiang for a few months.

So, she cannot make a valid rebuttal.

She still has a lot to learn.

However, there was a very familiar person around her.

After hearing Long Yin's instructions, Ning Xin asked lightly: "So, Mo Xishan doesn't support me?"

“Why should we support you?

Because you are not the true descendant of the Barbarian King at all."

Jamuka sneered.

Ning Xin nodded slightly: "Moxishan does not support me, I understand.

Thinking back then, when the grassland royal family went south, Moxishan was the first to surrender.

In other words, Moxishan was a traitor at that time and betrayed the barbarian king at that time.

After the Witch Cult took over the southern border, Mo Xishan defected to the Witch Cult and became a member of the Witch Cult.

And our Barbarian King's ancestors were killed by the witch sect.

Isn't it ridiculous that a traitor, a surrender, and a three-class slave who actually uttered his support for the Barbarian King?"

Jamuha's face turned pale and he shouted, "Shut up!"

"Did I say it wrong?"

Ning Xin sneered and asked, "If it weren't for relying on the Witch Sect, would you Moxishan be today?"

I recognize the thief as my father and act as a lackey for the witch sect. I am talking about you Moxishan.

I don't know what happened to the rest of you, but you actually have sex with such people and dare to claim to be the descendants of the Barbarian Prince?"

Jamuka was furious, but couldn't speak.

Because of these things, most people in southern Xinjiang know what he can say?

It’s just that Moxi Mountain was so powerful that no one dared to say it.

The barbarian king's blood in Moxishan looked at the group of people with a tangled expression on their faces. What should I do now?

Jamuha had not yet expressed his opinion, Miao Lang said decisively: "I didn't expect Mo Xishan to be such a villain. We firmly despise such a person."

"That's right, such a person is not worthy of being a prince!"

Tianding Mountain said with the flow.

Then, Lianhua Mountain came to step on it again.

Because everyone is a competitor, it is feasible to drive Mo Xishan out first.

Jamuha suddenly showed evil spirits and looked coldly at Tianding Mountain, Lianhua Mountain, Wudu Cave and others.

However, these people were not afraid at all and stared back coldly.

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