Dongyang said that if he asked the master of saints for help, he was just a reassurance for Yelu Meng. He did not really want to do this. He had to rely on himself to solve the problem here.

If you can't even do this, then when you return to Middle Earth, how can you face the surging and dark tide there?

As expected, Yelu Meng's expression suddenly became much more relaxed, but he was thinking about the origin of Dongyang in his mind. A young man who could know the master of saints and a young man who could invite the master of saints to move the master of saints. His identity is definitely not ordinary without thinking about it.

Unfortunately, she didn't know Dongyang's identity, but it was hard to say. If we only talk about the identity of the master of the Perspective of the Longevity, then Dongyang's identity is unparalleled in Yunhuangda 6, but this requires him to truly grow up.

"You two didn't bring me with you to dinner. You don't know how to respect the elderly and the wise?" A heavy voice sounded, and Shen Tu Lei appeared at the table and sat down carelessly.

Dongyang smiled: "Senior, go to visit Feixue Tribe later. Do you still want to go?"

Shen Tu Lei glared and said, "Why don't you go? Although I have grudges with them, today, I came for business. What can they do!"

"And, I just want to go in openly and sweep away their arrogance!"

The three of them ate this meal for an entire hour before leaving.

The Feixue Tribe is located in Feixue City, and is located in the center of the city. In a mansion with many towers, its architectural style is very different from that of the Xueshi Tribe, and it is more like a mansion in Middle Earth.

However, the four big words "Flying Snow Tribe" are still written on the plaque at the gate of the mansion, which is different from Middle Earth.

Outside the door, there were two young men standing on both sides of the door, with a straight face, which was deterrent.

The three of them came to the gate of the Xueshi Tribe, and Dongyang stepped forward to bow to the two young men and said, "I hope you will inform you, I want to see your patriarch!"

"What is your identity? How dare you say bluntly to see my family leader?"

"In Xiadongyang!"

"Not-named junior..."

This is embarrassing. Dongyang seeks to see him with courtesy, but in the eyes of the other party, their patriarch is high and cannot be seen by anyone. Dongyang, they have never heard of it, and they are obviously an unknown person and are not qualified to see their patriarch.

Shen Tu Lei's violent temper suddenly surged up his anger, and he strode to Dongyang and shouted: "I see the person being low, I Shen Tu Lei, why don't you ask your family to come out to pick up customers!"

No matter how you hear this, you will feel like a client, but this is not a fireworks place, but the Flying Snow Tribe, the third largest tribe in the far north. Shentu Lei's words are undoubtedly a kind of contempt and insult, which is not bad.

"Shen Tu Lei..." The two young men knew this crazy man, and although they were angry, they did not dare to act rashly.

"You dare to come here to act wildly, you can wait!" A young man immediately ran into the compound and went to seek support.

"Hmph..." Shen Tu Lei didn't care at all.

Dongyang smiled bitterly. He had a desire for talents, so it would be okay to be angry. But when Shen Tu Lei suddenly came out like this, it would be better. Before he entered the door, he became an enemy first, so the subsequent negotiations would be even more difficult.

But he didn't say anything. Things were already like this, so he could only block the water and soil.

Soon, the door of the Feixue Tribe opened, and a vast group of people walked out of it, both men, women, young and old, with a murderous aura.

It is for a middle-aged man in his forties, who is the brother of the current leader of the Feixue Tribe - Yuwenming Mountain and Van Gogh Realm.

"Snow Mountain Madman, it's you again..."

Shen Tu Lei glanced at Yu Wenmingshan with a slanted glance and said, "That's right, I'm here again!"

"Hmph... It seems that you have gained a lot of effort when you left last time!"

"Tsk... the extreme north is so big, I can go wherever I want, no one can care about it!"

Yu Wenmingshan glanced at Dongyang and Yelu Meng and said coldly: "You are bringing two juniors this time, because you want them to see you embarrassingly!"

No matter how powerful the Snow Mountain Madman Shen Tu Lei is, he is only in the first realm of ordinary people. However, the Feixue Tribe is the third largest tribe in the extreme north, and the number of ordinary people in it is more than one palm. The difference is too big and it is incomparable.

Shen Tu Lei was not afraid at all and said, "Who have I ever been afraid of when I talk about fighting?"

"Okay, let me see if your ability, a snow mountain madman, has increased after not seeing you for two years!"

Seeing the two of them facing each other, Dongyang smiled bitterly, but had to come forward.

"Two seniors, don't worry, I'm going to ask for the patriarch of Feixue Tribe today, and it has nothing to do with Senior Shentu!"

Yu Wenmingshan looked at Dongyang in surprise and said, "Who are you?"

"Dongyang..."

"I haven't heard of it!"

"That's because you have no eyes!" Shen Tu Lei made a quick statement, which also aroused Yu Wenmingshan's anger again.

Yelu Meng hurried forward, pulled Shen Tu Lei's clothes, and whispered: "Senior, just say less, don't cause trouble for sir!"

Shen Tu Lei also knew that he could not go too far, and he said that he had almost done the anger he should have, so he snorted coldly: "If it weren't for this kid, I wouldn't have come to this broken place!"

"Boy, I'll leave it to you!"

Dongyang smiled bitterly, bowed to Yu Wenmingshan and said, "I am unknown. It is normal for me to have never heard of it. But I have important things to talk to the nobles!"

"What's the point?"

"This is a meeting with the noble chief!"

"Just you..."

It is no wonder that Yu Wenmingshan looked down on Dongyang, because Dongyang is just a sixteen-year-old boy and is unknown, so he is indeed not qualified to interview the patriarch of Feixue Tribe.

But Dongyang nodded seriously: "Yes, it's up to me!"

Yu Wenmingshan laughed, then showed a sarcastic look and said, "What qualifications do you have?"

"Young people can change the fate of the Feixue Tribe. I wonder if this qualification is enough?"

After the words came, the audience was shocked. Even Shen Tu Lei widened his eyes and looked at Dongyang like a ghost.

In the extreme north, who dared to say that it could change the fate of the Feixue Tribe. It was not before, but now it has it. It comes from the mouth of a sixteen-year-old boy, and it cannot be astonished to everyone. Even Shen Tu Lei, known as a madman, was shocked by this bold and unrestrained statement.

"This kid is even more crazy than me..."

But after a brief shock, the people from the Feixue Tribe were furious, and Yuwenming Mountain was even more powerful, and the powerful aura of the Van Gogh realm was like a surging river.

Like the invisible momentum of the rivers surging, Dongyang's body did not move, and a sharp light suddenly burst out from his body, like a sharp sword unsheathed, instantly cutting the opponent's momentum out of it.

Draw a knife to cut off the water, and the water flows on both sides, without any hindrance to the Dongyang.

Everyone in the Feixue Tribe was shocked again. Yuwenming Mountain was in the Van Gogh realm. Although he only used an invisible momentum, not everyone could stop it, and it was so calm and light.

"What a strong sword intent..."

Yu Wenmingshan withdrew his momentum and said, "Who are you?"

"Dongyang!"

"Your strength shouldn't be silent!"

Before Dongyang could speak, Shen Tu Lei sneered: "That's because this kid is modest. If he gets angry, I'm afraid!"

Of course, this statement has the effect of raising Dongyang. After all, he is a maniac in the snow mountain and has ever been afraid of anyone. But now, in order to help Dongyang, he has more capital to negotiate with the Feixue Tribe, of course the higher the better.

Yu Wenmingshan glanced at Shen Tu Lei with a glance, too lazy to pay attention to this barbarian guy, and said to Dongyang: "Say, what's the point of coming here?"

"Although you are very good, don't forget that this is the Flying Snow Tribe!"

Dongyang smiled and said, "I have no disrespect for the Feixue Tribe, but I do have to interview the noble chief in the specific purpose, and I hope the seniors can be compatible!"

Yu Wenmingshan was silent, and the members of the Feixue Tribe behind him were also silent. Dongyang's performance may not be comparable to the Feixue Tribe, but it is also enough not to be ignored by anyone.

In this silence, a faint voice suddenly came from the yard: "The visitor is a guest, let them come in!"

"Class leader..."

Yu Wenmingshan looked at Dongyang deeply, and then said, "Come with me!"

Since the clan leader is talking, no matter what the people of the Feixue Tribe are thinking, they must give way now.

Shentu Lei and Yelu Meng followed Dongyang and entered the courtyard of the Feixue Tribe. Yelu Meng seemed calm, but she was a little nervous. This was the first time she opened up to the nest of a large tribe, not to mention that this large tribe ranks third in the entire far north.

Shen Tu Lei was different. He was so arrogant and looked around proudly. His expression was clearly saying, "Aren't you not allowed to enter? I just came in, what can you do to me?"

Following Yuwenming Mountain, Dongyang came to the hall of Feixue Tribe and saw a middle-aged man in a common man sitting calmly in the main seat, drinking tea leisurely.

"Class leader..."

Dongyang also immediately bowed and said, "My younger Dongyang, I have met the clan leader!"

Yu Wenminghe put down the teacup and smiled faintly: "Please sit down... and have a tea!"

The three of Dongyang and Yu Wenming Mountain sat opposite each other, and Yu Wenminghe continued, "I don't know what happened to me when I came?"

"I'm here, do you want to ask the Feixue Tribe to do a favor?"

"help?"

Yu Wenmingshan mocked: "Is this how you ask for help?"

Shen Tu Lei glared and said, "It's this kid who asks for someone, it has nothing to do with me!"

Yu Wenminghe waved his hand, stopped the two of them from tit-for-tat, and asked Dongyang: "How did you know that my Feixue Tribe will help you?"

"So, I'll give it a try?"

"Oh...you don't worry about returning empty-handed!"

"Maybe there is such a possibility, but I am still somewhat sure that the Feixue Tribe will not refuse!"

Yu Wenminghe smiled: "So you want to make a deal with my Feixue Tribe?"

“That’s exactly that!”

"What you traded is what you said before can change the fate of my Flying Snow Tribe?"

“It’s…”
Chapter completed!