Tragedy counter attack system

The two tribes have placed spies on both sides. Although they cannot find out the secret military decisions, it is a very useful way to choose young masters who know each other.

But this time, after the spies sent the news back to Yinfeng, doubts about Su Mo in the tribe revived.

There is no other reason—the Yufeng Tribe produced an incomparable genius, Feng Han.At the ceremony, with his precise control over the wind, he became the new owner of the Wind Lingzhu.

In contrast, there is hardly any advantage in Su Mo that can compete with it.In terms of talent, the children surnamed Su can control birds with beautiful music from birth, but Su Mo can't speak, no matter how talented they are, they are useless.In terms of mounts, every child with the surname Su has a bird that suits them. When fighting, they can sit on the body of a bird to meet the enemy, and Su Mo...don't be ridiculous, what can his little black coal ball do? , Not even a spark can come out.

Under such circumstances, no matter where Su Mo went, he was poked with eyes.After a few times, he didn't go out anymore. After becoming the young master, he can still command a few people.

Su Mo was wearing a dark shirt and stood by the table. Beside the table was an open book. The old priest asked him to transcribe the contents of the book. The pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the other side.The ink has been grinded, and when the wind blows, the pleasant ink fragrance wafts away, but it draws Su Mo into a trance.

This is something that he didn't even dare to think about a month ago, but now as long as he says a word, someone will send it immediately—although it is because of the coercion of the old priest.

But he is not happy!These are not what he wants!

If it had been a few years earlier, when he hadn't completely given up, someone had treated him like this, he would have been so grateful that he didn't know how to express it.As for now...

In the past, although Su Hui bullied him, he still had his own time, and Su Yan would visit him from time to time.In his spare time, he is not alone, and Xiao Hei is always by his side, adding a bit of vitality to this simple and peaceful life.

Now, what does he have? !No, it should be said, since he became the young master, what is left of him?

From the recent meetings with Su Yan, Su Mo noticed Su Yan's alienation hidden under the gentle appearance.Facing the people's complaints against him and Su Yan's distance from Su Yan, whom he regarded as his big brother, Su Mo's expression was always calm and indifferent, but he was still a human being after all. No one will feel bad.

When Feng Yin recognized him as master, no one asked his wishes, what they cared about was not him, but Feng Yin Yuxiao who recognized him as master!Su Mo has always been sober.

Moreover, Feng Ji hasn't come to him for a long time.

Su Mo was in a trance, and the hand holding the brush was moving instinctively.When he came back to his senses and saw clearly what he had written on the paper, Su Mo paused.

——The words Feng Ji were written all over the paper.

There seemed to be a flash of sadness in the black eyes, and when he looked again, Su Mo's eyes had returned to calm.

Feng this surname is the common surname of the Yufeng Tribe... He should have thought of it a long time ago!

What Su Yan said is right, the Yinfeng and Yufeng tribes are against each other, and they only met a few times, so why did Feng Ji treat him so well!It's just a picture.

Sending charcoal in the snow is far more memorable than icing on the cake.

After sorting out my mood, I took out this piece of paper, folded it and put it in my sleeve, ready to burn it at night.

Get rid of extra thoughts, pick up the brush, and start writing again on a new piece of paper, writing stroke by stroke with extra seriousness.

Yufeng tribe

Feng Ji these days can be said to be very disturbing.

When the two clans were at war, the patrolling and vigilance of both sides increased several times.Although he couldn't stop him, the original seal of discipline couldn't be passed.He went and couldn't explain to Su Mo.

This wait lasted for more than a month. Although the festival was over and Yufeng's patrols were not so strong anymore, Su Mo didn't have time!

After the ceremony ended, Su Mo became the young master, and spent the whole day immersed in various classics.The old priest called him over from time to time to give pointers.There is no possibility of sneaking out!

Feng Ji sighed, seeing but not touching, when will this day be the end!

"Xiao Ji? Xiao Ji!"

This is Aniang calling him again, she answered and walked over.

A Niang kept moving her hands, and whispered to him, "Just now your cousin came over and said that Xiaozhi got into trouble again, you go and get him back. Hey, don't let your father know."

He was appointed to clean up the mess for Feng Zhi. These days, he didn't do anything else, but he became more and more proficient in this matter.

While walking out, Feng Ji moved his wrist with a half-smile, and walked out of the courtyard.

Little bastard, you really thought he was full, right? !

A moment of silence for the unknowingly blocked.

A few days later, the senior officials of the Yinfeng Tribe gathered in the conference hall, and the old priest also brought Su Mo there.

After discussing a few things, the patriarch Su Cang said, "In three days' time, we will go to the depths of the forest to collect herbs. Su Ze, please arrange a list of people who will go there. This trip will be a bit dangerous. Those who are weak should stay!"

After fighting the Yufeng Tribe last time, the wound medicine inside Yinfeng was consumed too much.It is now summer, and if the wound is not bandaged with medicine, it is easy to get infected.

Compared with Yufeng, Yinfeng has gradually been at a disadvantage in recent years, not only because of the difference in skills, but also because of the disharmony within Yinfeng.During the battle, the few people who were supposed to cooperate with each other did not have a tacit understanding and fought on their own. Naturally, they were no match for Yufeng's people, and it was only natural that the number of wounded increased.

For the sake of Yinfeng's future, the matter of collecting medicine must not be delayed.

The old priest pondered for a moment and agreed with the matter.

Su Mo sat beside the old priest, without saying a word, his slightly thin body straightened, his black eyes were dull.

I thought the meeting would end here, but I didn't expect Su Cangxing to stop the old priest, and Su Mo, who was following behind the old priest, also stopped, turned around and saluted the patriarch, and then walked about ten steps outside. The place is reserved for the old priest and Su Cangxing.

Su Cangxing didn't even look at Su Mo, and said to the old priest, "Can't the priest come over? I remember that the priest found a elixir in the depths of the forest two years ago. Don't you want to pass the time when the flowers bloom?"

"If the patriarch doesn't mention it, I almost forget it." The old priest said, "But, if I leave with the patriarch, the tribe..."

Su Cangxing smiled, hiding the gloom in his eyes, "Isn't there still Qing'er and the young master in the tribe! The old priest has spent so much time, it is not useless, not to mention, we will be back in two days , what can happen!"

Having said that, the old priest did not refuse, and said, "Okay, then the matter is settled."

Su Cangxing stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the backs of the departing old priest and Su Mo, and sneered disdainfully, this time I can't be blamed!

The author has something to say:

This chapter has been completely changed, and I feel that the writing is okay. I will change Chapter 6 tomorrow.

If it is not good, I hope you can make more suggestions. ^_^