The strongest medical saint in Huadu

Chapter 633 The head of the Leng clan, Leng Qingquan!

The ups and downs overnight, for Leng Linglong, undoubtedly tasted the fruit between men and women for the first time.

That mood, that feeling, is really unforgettable!

When she woke up the next day, Leng Linglong lay on Yi Xiaofei's chest.

This is the perfect transformation from a girl to a woman.This transformation made Leng Linglong's complexion much better.

The whole person also has a little more charm, the feeling of being so close to Yi Xiaofei is very sweet!

"Xiao Fei! No matter what, this time the battle of the Holy Son of the Leng clan, you just have to do your best!"

For Yi Xiaofei, Leng Linglong doesn't want any accidents to happen, and wants Yi Xiaofei to be safe and sound, because the water is too deep for the Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang!
The crisis is always there. Some members of the Leng tribe disappeared inexplicably while hunting in the mountains.This is missing and apparently dead.

And all of this is inseparable from the Ji tribe and the Di tribe.

It's just that there is not enough evidence, and now there are open and secret disputes between the three major tribes, and death is inevitable.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it!"

Yi Xiaofei kissed Leng Linglong's forehead, and following Yi Xiaofei's kiss, under the thin silkworm quilt, which belonged to Leng Linglong's hand, unexpectedly became restless.

This restlessness made Leng Linglong's face blush, and then she lightly bit Yi Xiaofei's ear.

"Again!"

After saying this, he turned his head aside.

As for this, of course Yi Xiaofei will be unconditionally satisfied, after all, a woman like Leng Linglong will not feel bored.Novelty is always there.

…………

When the two left the house, it was almost eight o'clock, and someone in the Leng tribe had already arranged breakfast.

After the meal, Yi Xiaofei was taken to the location of the central part of the Leng tribe.

Because the elders and patriarchs of the Leng clan are all high-level leaders of the Leng clan, waiting for Yi Xiaofei.

Yi Xiaofei is already the Son of God, which also represents the face of the Leng clan.

Moreover, after hearing about Yi Xiaofei's performance, the elders of the Leng tribe and others were very satisfied.

Strong!Duanmu Xiaofei is a powerful holy son!This is undoubtedly what the Leng tribe wants, and of course the most important thing is strength.

It was Elder Feng Mo who brought Yi Xiaofei over, but when he arrived, Elder Feng Mo did not go in. After all, among the Leng tribe, elders with a foreign surname were in such an important meeting, and to enter such an important meeting, they needed a certain amount of strength, at least ten years. Only those who are in the realm of heaven will be valued.

When Yi Xiaofei entered, he was met with stares one after another.

All eyes were focused on Yi Xiaofei.

And on the top, the one sitting was an old man with only thinning white hair, holding a cane in his hand, and next to him lay a silver-gray, muscular wolf that was nearly two meters long.

This one is the patriarch of the Leng clan, Leng Linglong's grandfather, Leng Qingquan!
"Patriarch!!"

Yi Xiaofei looked at Leng Qingquan, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.

No matter what, this is Leng Linglong's grandfather, who deserves my respect.

"Not bad! Not bad, it's really good. With you here, our Leng clan has hope!"

After Leng Qingquan found out about the matter, he met Yi Xiaofei for the first time now, but Leng Linquan told everything about Yi Xiaofei. After all, Leng Qingquan is the patriarch and must know.

And after knowing it, he recognized Yi Xiaofei even more.

Because this young man is worthy of being cultivated by the Leng clan, not to mention that his beloved granddaughter also likes this young man.

Of course he will match things like this!Now that the Leng clan is under a lot of pressure, Yi Xiaofei's appearance can be regarded as a rescue.

After all, the confrontation at that time will not be a decisive battle between tribes, but a battle of the Holy Son!

Whoever wins will have huge benefits for the tribe.

"Everyone, what do you think?"

"Patriarch! I don't think it's right!"

Soon a person stood up, and it was a middle-aged man. This middle-aged man was very burly and dark-skinned.

"Leng Jian! Why is it wrong, let's hear it?"

"Patriarch! I checked, Duanmu clan, there is no such person as Duanmu Xiaofei at all, and the Miao people of Duanmu clan have never seen it! What if... what if... it is..."

I want to say it, but I feel like I can't.

"If it's from the Ji tribe, or from the Di tribe, then it's a spy, or someone from the Miao tribe in northern Xinjiang! Is that right? Leng Jian!"

"Patriarch! This is indeed what I am worried about. I am afraid that many of the elders present have such worries!"

Leng Jian said loudly, and after saying these words, some elders indeed frowned.

"Don't worry! Duanmu Xiaofei is fine. He is Duanmu Zecheng, the grandson who sent out the Miao people in southern Xinjiang. Now he is back. I have already contacted Patriarch Zecheng!"

"So, everyone, Duanmu Xiaofei is worthy of our Leng's tribe's cultivation. Everyone must know the result of this battle of the Holy Son. If my Leng's tribe continues like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my status as a large tribe!"

Leng Qingquan sighed softly, the people present knew it too, and now with the guarantee of the patriarch, they can't be wrong.

"Duanmu Xiaofei! I heard from Lin Quan that the thing you want, besides the Sky Spirit Crystal, is the Blood Spirit Crystal, which is the gold-eating insect corpse, right?"

The elders of the Leng clan present did not feel anything about the Sky Spirit Crystal and the Blood Spirit Crystal. After all, the Leng clan still had a lot of reserves.But when it came to the corpse of the gold-devouring insect, everyone was surprised.

After all, the gold-eating insect corpses are still very precious. In the Leng clan, the gold-eating insects bred by several king-level masters are difficult to get the gold-eating insect corpses, but now they have to be given to Duanmu Xiaofei.

"Well! This little guy, it's a critical moment!"

Yi Xiaofei blew a whistle, and with this whistle, Xiao Jin in his collar flew out, and then flew out, flapping his wings, and flying.

Judging from the size and color, the gold-eating bug belonging to Yi Xiaofei is already an adult.

If the adult gold-eating worm goes one step further, it will be the gold-eating king worm, but the gold-eating king worm is not so easy to advance.

"How are you guys? Duanmu Xiaofei's gold-eating worm is very important! After all, Ji's tribe, and the son of Di's tribe, also have gold-eating worms! We can't fall behind! In the last battle, all resources will go to Duanmu Xiaofei poured out!"

"Dissatisfied! Stand up, I, the Leng clan, what to say, don't let me know, gossip behind people's backs!!!"

Leng Qingquan's tone has become a lot heavier, and that tone is undoubtedly the power of a patriarch!

(End of this chapter)