The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

These clan leaders looked at Luo Yunxian with confusion, wondering what he wanted to do by calling them over, but no one stepped forward to ask.

Everyone just instinctively thought that Luo Yunxian asked everyone to come here to watch this fire festival. These people watched with great interest.

Only Luo Yunxian's eyes showed a sharp gleam, and there was a deep chill in his eyes.

At the same time, in the attic of a wooden house on the other side, the Little Saint King looked at the meeting place in front of him with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

His position was not far from the venue, but not close either. However, because it was built on a high place, he could take in everything in the venue.

Seeing that all the people from the small tribes were seated there and the fire sacrifice ceremony was about to begin, a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

There will be a riot soon, and he wants to see how the Wangshu tribe will contact the other small tribes after the riot.

Next to him was Luo Dingfang, who was now full of pride and excitement.

"Little Saint King, enjoy the gift I prepared for you! After these elites are killed, I want to see how that woman wins the hearts of the small tribes!"

They also look forward to a great chaos.

At this time, two middle-aged men who looked like Wangshu tribe elders stepped forward in front of the fire in the middle of the venue. One of them opened his mouth and wanted to speak.

The whole audience's attention was also focused on this person.

Just as this person was about to say something, suddenly, countless people in black appeared from all around. These people in black rushed towards the people of the medium-sized tribe.

When the people from the medium-sized tribe saw this scene, they immediately pretended to be panicked and shouted loudly.

"Oh no! Unknown people are coming to kill us! Let's run!" Many people from the medium-sized tribes were cheering.

It was obvious that these people wanted to cause chaos among the people in the venue. Once chaos occurred, it would be time for them to start a massacre.

Feng Daishan, who was in the crowd of medium-sized tribesmen, looked in Jiang Fan's direction with sarcasm, his eyes filled with pride and anger.

He was already preparing for an opportunity to kill Jiang Fan. As long as the situation became too chaotic to be controlled, he would blend into the crowd, get behind Jiang Fan, and kill him with one blow.

The moment he heard the medium-sized tribe's booing, the Little Saint King who was watching the excitement not far away became extremely excited. He came to the fence in front, reached out and grabbed the fence, and couldn't help but want to roar to the sky.

It started. Once the small tribes were in chaos, they could start a one-sided massacre.

Luo Yunxian's expression also tensed. Although she was prepared, she was still shocked by the sudden attack.

She was worried that the people on the field would not react fast enough and give the enemy an opportunity. Even if she could solve the matter, if anything happened to the boys and girls in the small tribe, she would not be able to escape the blame!

But just when she was surprised and worried, and the Little Saint King, Luo Dingfang and others wanted to celebrate excitedly.

The small tribes in the venue were already in chaos, with many people hiding in the middle in fear, and the situation was somewhat out of control at this moment.

Just as the situation was about to get out of control, Jiang Fan saw this and immediately rushed to the platform in the middle. He opened his mouth and shouted angrily:

"Come to the middle, don't make a mess! The medium-sized tribe is colluding with the enemy and wants to harm us. Don't come into contact with people from the medium-sized tribe. Kill them if you meet them!"

"Everyone, calm down... retreat to the middle in an orderly manner, in groups of ten, with one body length between the left and right... quickly..."

Following Jiang Fan's angry shout, nearly a thousand people from the small tribe, who were originally confused and in chaos, immediately reacted and hurriedly moved to the middle in an orderly manner.

Regardless of whether Jiang Fan's words were true or false, they instinctively accepted them under someone's leadership. When people are in danger, they are most likely to trust others.

In addition, the strange image displayed by the medium-sized tribe at the beginning, where they did not sit in the front but had to sit in the back, had already made the people of the small tribes feel strange.

Now that Jiang Fan said that the medium-sized tribes were colluding with the enemy and wanted to harm them, everyone believed it.

Therefore, when the chaos was about to break out, Jiang Fan stopped it. The people of the medium-sized tribes on the periphery were still pretending to fight against the men in black who suddenly appeared.

But Jiang Fan's words made everyone stunned. The two sides in the fight looked at their people in confusion.

The meaning in his eyes seemed to be saying, what the hell, didn't you say you were just pretending? What does this mean now? People actually know that I am just acting.

If that's the case, then do they still want to act? Do they still want to fight?

The atmosphere at the scene fell into an awkward silence at this moment. The people of the small tribes who retreated to the middle in an orderly manner looked at the fierce fighting on the periphery. The medium-sized tribe, which seemed to be really fighting with the enemy, actually stopped fighting with the enemy.

The small tribes immediately saw through the trick, and everyone's eyes were filled with anger. Many people even wanted to rush over and fight those people.

Not only the people from the medium-sized tribes on the periphery and their masked companions were at a loss. Even the Little Saint King and the young chiefs of the other four tribes who were watching the excitement not far away were also confused.

Wasn't it a play? Wasn't it a foolproof plan? But what the hell is this now?

The little saint king wanted to open his mouth and scold those guys from the medium-sized tribes for not being able to accomplish anything, but causing trouble. Damn, someone has pointed it out to you, just refuse to admit it.

Now he is standing there in a daze, not even acting anymore, what the hell is this? Is he slapping himself in the face? What should he do at this moment? ! Hit him or not!

"You people from the medium-sized tribes, what are you waiting for... Are you going to let the enemies in front of you rush in and kill those people from the small tribes? Quick... hold them back! Don't let them succeed!"

Coming back to his senses, the Little Saint King suddenly shouted angrily at the silent meeting room in front of him.

There is really no other way. If those guys continue to act like fools, they will probably be tied up.

Even if it seems like they are about to be caught, as long as they refuse to admit it and continue to play the game, who the hell can say that it was them who did it?

The people of the medium-sized tribe suddenly changed their expressions when they came to their senses. They started to act again. They fought back and forth. The people of the medium-sized tribe fell one by one.

Then, those men in black surrounded the people of the small tribe.

On the other side, Luo Yunxian was looking at the situation on the field. At this moment, there was only Jiang Fan in her eyes, and she had forgotten everything else.

Because she saw the person she had been thinking about day and night, and this bad guy actually appeared here. No wonder she heard someone playing the full version of the song.

It turns out that he was the one who played this song. Did he play this song just to let her know that he was here? !

Luo Yunxian was so lost in thought at this moment that she even forgot to send a signal. However, the situation in the conference hall became critical.

After the black-clad men around them finished their show with the people from the medium-sized tribes, they had already started rushing towards the center, and were about to kill the boys and girls from the small tribes in the middle.