Creation Color Master

After dealing with the temptation from the Huyan tribe last night, Chu Mo encountered temptations from other forces one after another, which gradually subsided until five o'clock in the morning.

At this time, Yang Jiye was still standing outside the door, his aura as deep as the abyss. Although his clothes were as clean as before, the bloody smell emanating from his body told of the tragedy of yesterday.

Huangfu Duan looked at this veteran who looked like a sculpture. The battle of last night was still vivid in his mind. If he were in Liangshan, even the Five Tigers might not be his match. Only the famous Jade Unicorn in Hebei could be comparable to him.

Li Wan'er witnessed everyone's methods last night, and each one of them left a strong memory on her. She really didn't expect that the guards around Chu Mo were so powerful.

This also made her want to become stronger. If she wanted to stay with the young master, she had to become stronger.

After serving Chu Mo porridge, a plate of vegetables, a plate of chopped roast lamb and pickles, Li Wan'er called Chu Mo, who was resting, to eat.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and crystal clear dewdrops condensed on the grass. The cattle and sheep were grazing leisurely.

At this time, an old man with a dignified face came straight to Chu Mo's tent with two guards. His face was full of worries and a little gloomy.

Yang Jiye looked at the old man and asked in a slightly cold voice, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Looking at the majestic old general, Lin Ningchen's eyes lit up, and then he said in a gentle tone: "General, I am Lin Ningchen, the head of the Langya tribe. I came here to meet Master Chu."

Yang Jiye looked at Lin Ningchen. It didn't seem like he was here to cause trouble, but he still remained vigilant.

At this moment, Chu Mo's voice came from the tent: "Jie Ye, let Chief Lin in."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jiye stood aside and signaled Lin Ningchen to enter.

Lin Ningchen didn't waste any words. He clasped his fists to Yang Jiye and the other man, and also asked his two guards to guard outside while he stepped into the tent.

At this time, Chu Mo was already waiting on the side, with steaming food on the table.

Lin Ningchen entered the tent and quickly scanned everyone. Then he noticed that Chu Mo was still eating, and quickly apologized, "Oh, I forgot that it's breakfast time now. It's really rude to disturb Mr. Chu's meal."

Chu Mo looked at Lin Ningchen's performance, which was humble but a little apologetic, and was a little confused.

But he still said politely: "Chief Lin, you are joking. I wonder why you are here this time?"

Lin Ningchen said, "I am here to apologize to Master Chu. Normally, Master Chu paid money to enter the Wolf Fang Tribe, and our Lin family should be responsible for his safety. But Master Wan of the Beast Taming Sect came to me yesterday, and I have not been able to get away since. I returned to the tribe at 5:10 am, and then I heard my subordinates report this matter."

"Because my men were afraid, in order to protect you, I came to apologize and offer you a hundred catties of silver as a token of my apology."

Chu Mo looked at Lin Ningchen and didn't see any sign of lying. Plus, he did meet the Beast Taming Sect's Sect Master Wan in the tribe yesterday, so he believed Chu Mo's words.

So he said: "Chief Lin, don't blame yourself. This matter has nothing to do with you. You don't have to apologize. It's not like Chu Mo won't accept the money. If you have nothing else to do, then leave."

Seeing that Chu Mo had already issued an order to expel them, Lin Ningchen did not want to stay any longer and said, "There is one more thing I want to tell you, young master. The Beast Taming Sect is opening a new sect to recruit disciples and sending the elders to various tribes to recruit disciples. The Barbarian Bull Elder who is staying in the mansion now will not become an enemy of you."

Chu Mo heard this and clasped his fists: "In that case, thank you very much."

After Lin Ningchen left, Chu Mo's eyes flickered. He naturally understood the purpose of Lin Ningchen's coming here. This was an order to expel him.

Lin Ningchen's purpose in coming to see me this time was very clear, which was to tell me that the Langya Tribe did not want to get involved in the fight between me and the forces on the grassland, and hoped that I would not bring the fight to the Langya Tribe.

After finishing the porridge on the table, Chu Mo looked at Li Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, you should go back first. There may be a big battle today. Your cultivation is too low. If I stay, I will have to distract myself to protect your safety."

Li Wan'er was also aware of the current situation, so she turned into a leather puppet and slipped into Chu Mo's robe.

Chu Mo glanced at everyone and said softly, "Next, I will leave it to you all."

Yao Guangxiao smiled and said, "Amitabha, my lord is a heretic."

Tian Yiheng simply patted the Tiandi Yitu behind him and showed a relieved expression.

Yang Jiye's voice came from outside the tent: "Don't worry, my lord. The Yang family will always stand in front of you, even if it means death."

Huangfu Duan said: "My lord, don't worry, I have more than just the ability to judge horses and tame animals."

Hearing this, Chu Mo laughed loudly and said, "Okay, let's go to the dragon's den and tiger's lair together today."

Pack up your belongings, especially the tent and stove, without them you will have to sleep in the open air on the grassland.

Yang Jiye and his three companions were riding on the grassland. In the front was Chu Mo, who was riding on the back of a blue-eyed jade dragon horse. He was still dressed in white and still as elegant as ever, but he looked more heroic.

The five of them rode their horses forward and walked out of the Langya Tribe.

The guard at the door was still Yan Feng. When he watched Chu Mo and his group leave the tribe and ride away on horseback, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Just when Chu Mo and his companions had walked not far, they saw a large number of people pouring out from all directions and surrounding Chu Mo and his companions.

A burly, tall and mighty man holding an iron halberd said, "Boy, I am Huyan Zong of the Huyan tribe, the family general who killed your father. Hand over the BMW you are riding, and I will let you go."

Behind him were more than ten or twenty guards, all of whom were wearing animal armor and holding scimitars. They looked like veterans of many battles.

A man with two swords on his back walked out of the team and said, "I am Chu Xuan from the Jiying tribe. Sir, you should hand over the BMW obediently, otherwise you will lose your life in vain."

Before Chu Mo could say anything, a man who was also burly but shorter than him said, "Boy, leave it to the Qin family of the Hundred Beasts Tribe. I, Qin Bao, can guarantee that as long as you get on the BMW first, I will accept you as a member of the Qin family. Your lives will be safe."

This was a woman's stern shout, "Bullshit, Qin Bao, you really used all the tricks to deceive children. My lord, we are from the grassland Wang family. I am Wang Ke'er. My father is in charge of a city and has a large army. It is better to hand over the BMW to the court."

Qin Bao was embarrassed by the woman and said angrily: "Wang Ke'er, what do you mean? Are you trying to make things difficult for our Qin family?"

Just as the two families were about to quarrel, a fat man with a silly face came out to mediate, "You two, I'm going to hurt the relationship. We should get the BMW first and discuss the rest later."

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. The four people in front were obviously the young masters and young ladies of the family, who only relied on the family's influence. But the last one to appear had a simple and honest appearance but was full of shrewdness. His strength was also unfathomable. He was probably a master above the second level.

His identity is easy to guess, he might be someone from Lingshanwei family.

He resolved the dispute in the cooperation with just a few words and directed all the blame at himself. What a good method.

While they were talking, Chu Mo looked at the surrounding teams and found that each of them brought at least a dozen or twenty people, and the total number of people reached more than fifty, and their cultivation was all good.

So he looked around and said coldly: "Everyone, there is really no room for negotiation."

Everyone looked at Chu Mo and others with enthusiasm, especially the fat man, whose eyes were full of mockery.

Chu Mo said coldly: "Okay, let's fight."