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As soon as they heard that they were going to be stewed, they immediately shut their mouths obediently; especially Zulong, Yuanfeng and Shiqilin, the patriarchs of the three clans, they shut up very quickly.

Because they had just escaped from the mouth of Nuwa and the human race, they didn't want to just come out of Nuwa's mouth and be like the Taoist ancestor's mouth.

The taste of Chinese food is not good!

The Zixiao Palace, which was originally noisy and noisy, instantly became much quieter and more peaceful without the quarrel between the chiefs of the three clans and Di Jun.

The four of them didn't even dare to speak out.

The Zixiao Palace was so quiet that one could hear their weak breathing, and even a feather falling to the ground could be clearly heard.

"Stop making noise?"

Ancestor Hongjun spoke coldly, and a majestic and gloomy voice sounded faintly from above the heads of the four.

His eyes were like torches, staring at the four of them.

How dare the four of them say anything more?

They were all suppressed to death by Hongjun Patriarch Shengwei, and Hongjun Patriarch said that he was going to make fun of them again.

The patriarchs of the three clans and Di Jun shook their heads like rattles.

Stop making noise, stop making noise...

Ancestor Hongjun was very satisfied with their reactions, so he nodded.

It would have been better if it had been like this earlier, and I have to wait for him to get angry before calming down, isn't it owed?

Patriarch Hongjun cleared his throat, with a solemn face, waved his wide purple sleeves, and spoke slowly.

"Since you're not arguing anymore, the deity will speak up."

"Since the four of you quarrel when you meet, why don't the four of you negotiate on your own and elect a luck representative."

"Since he is the representative of luck, the luck of the other three people will be handed over to him from then on."

"At the same time, all things are directed by this luck representative. Others can only obey and not resist. This will save you from arguing!"

As soon as Patriarch Hongjun said these words, the patriarchs of the three clans and Di Jun's eyes lit up with golden light.

There is such a good thing?

A representative of luck, a representative of luck that combines three people's luck in one!

This is a good thing for a pie in the sky!

Then they must not let it go!

This luck representative can not only integrate three people's luck into one, but also command other people, that is, indirectly a leader.

Such a powerful and lucky position, they must fight for it!

The patriarchs of the three clans and Di Jun's eyes were scarlet and greedy. They looked at Patriarch Hongjun like hungry wolves and tigers, their mouths screaming.

This luck representative is a big fat man!This is simply whoever is greedy!

After the four of them looked at each other a few times, they swarmed in front of Patriarch Hongjun, scrambling to introduce themselves.

"Daozu Daozu, I think I can do it! I recommend myself!"

The first one to speak was Yuan Feng. She raised her head confidently, shaking her bright and beautiful feathers, and her beautiful eyes were full of arrogance.

"Ancestor Dao, looking at the entire prehistoric world, our Feng Clan is a race that stands at the top. Our clan is powerful, especially this bright feather, which makes all living beings in the prehistoric world envious."

"Therefore, I feel that my Yuanfeng deserves the title of representative of luck! Only the noble me is worthy of this honorable title!"

Everyone sneered in their hearts when they heard it: Humph!Still powerful and noble?At best, it is a vase!

Seeing Yuanfeng's pretentious attitude, Zulong beside him was not happy.He unceremoniously pushed her down from the front of Hongjun Patriarch, showing no pity at all.

What kind of pity is there in front of the luck representative?

Naturally, there is no compromise!

Zu Long squinted his eyes, showing an extremely flattering smile, and all the creases on his face were piled up together.

He rubbed his hands together, and flattered Hongjun's ancestor with a flattering expression.

"My dearest, most awesome father Hongjun! My father has always been tolerant and merciful, and will definitely take care of my son!"

"Then this matter of luck, should you think about it?"

Zu Long's flattery was so crisp and loud!

Everyone was frightened by his shameless kung fu.

Fog grass!

What kind of shit is this?

This face is thicker than cowhide!

Even this shameless kung fu can be compared with the second sage of the West!

Western Bald Donkey: None of our business!Don't cue us!

When did Zulong become so shameless?

Old Ancestor Hongjun not only didn't look half-joyed when he heard it, but his face was even more gloomy, and the disgust in his eyes was particularly obvious.

But everyone can see the disgust of Hongjun Patriarch.

A nauseating feeling surged up from his stomach, and Patriarch Hongjun felt that the meal he ate the day before yesterday would be vomited out.

He frowned in disgust, and then he slapped out a palm wind, which directly slapped Zulong flying away in front of him.

The cold and deep voice shook the entire Zixiao Palace.

"Get lost! I don't have such a shameless son like you!"

"nausea!"

Zulong was slapped away by Daozu, knowing that he was hopeless, but he still wanted to fight again.

"Father, don't do this, you think about it again?"

"I don't think about it, I didn't discuss it! If you dare to call this deity's father again and ruin this deity's name, this deity will directly stew you!"